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- "My son's surname is Zheng."
Logically speaking, it sounds like Liang Cheng should feel very uncomfortable.
After all, he is a proud ancient zombie, and his master is called his son. Doesn't he have an extra "overlord" on his head out of thin air?
But the account, that's not how it is calculated.
The origin of all this is still derived from the principle of my own master, Zheng Fan, that one night less is worse than more, regardless of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, it is not troublesome to enter the temple,
Kowtowed in front of the simple small altar.
Shatuo Queshi has no heirs, and his tribe, the Shatuo tribe, has been exterminated.
The altar he set up himself was to pay homage to himself in advance, to pay homage to the desert yellow sand that gave birth to him and raised him.
But because of the kowtow of his master,
?As a result, the owner became the "blood food successor" of Shatuo Queshi.
It's like the fact that folks go to the grave to burn paper and place tributes on New Year's Day or on the anniversary of the death of their ancestors.
The living offer blood food to the dead, and the dead bless the living in the dark to live a safe and prosperous life;
Speaking of transactions, it is a bit too indifferent, because there are many emotional factors in it, which can be called a tacit understanding by convention.
The so-called "asking for the blessing of the ancestors" is actually the truth.
Because of this, Sha Tuo Queshi said, "My son's surname is Zheng." That's right, because Zheng Fan kowtowed to him, and there has never been a shortage of offerings during festivals. From time to time, Zheng Fan would bring drinks and side dishes to find Sha Tuo Que Shi chatted.
Although Shatuo Queshi is a zombie now, he has indeed saved Zheng Fan a few times. Zombies are scary, but if you choose a normal person, do you want to have such a practical "zombie godfather"? People will nod without hesitation and shout, want, want, want.
Liang Cheng hesitated for a moment, then turned back to the house.
It just so happened that Zheng Fan picked up a jug of wine by himself, cut a plate of dried tofu and just walked out.
Seeing this posture, he intends to chat with Sha Tuo Que Shi.
After all, so many things happened today, which is equivalent to arguing with the demon kings. The more people are at this time, the more they want to talk.
Liang Cheng suddenly felt that his master was a little pitiful. Everyone of the devil kings was a tough-minded generation, and they had experienced enough wind and rain, so even if Xue San was beaten up, Xue San could actually see it very happily. .
But Zheng Fan is not, Zheng Fan is running all the way trying to keep up with the rhythm of the devil.
"Why are you back again?"
Zheng Fan asked with a smile.
Liang Cheng didn't hide it, and said directly:
"Master, this subordinate has just advanced."
"Oh, congratulations."
Zheng Fan seemed to have known this result a long time ago, so he was not surprised.
They really know each other too well.
Just like Xue San's transgression this time, Zheng Fan is naturally clear about what he wants to achieve.
"The blood of the subordinates has recovered a little, and now the subordinates can communicate with Shatuo Queshi between zombies."
"Huh? Can you help Sha Tuo Que Stone recover?"
"It may not be possible at the moment, but it should be possible to do something for him."
"You are a big zombie, and you don't even know what step you can do?"
Facing this question, Liang Cheng still answered very sincerely:
"My lord, before becoming a zombie, my subordinates are actually very strong. After becoming a zombie, my subordinates are directly ancient zombies. Therefore, what is the difference between the zombies of the lower level and what are the limitations of their abilities? not very clear."
"" Zheng Fan.
The truth is often the most hurtful.
The meaning in Liang Cheng's words is almost the peak of my debut,
Just like a genius who was admitted to university at the age of eleven or twelve,
If you force him to talk about life in junior high school and high school, he really doesn't know.
"Let's go, let's take a look together."
"Yes, my lord."
Because the Hirano House has not yet been built, the basement suitable for Shatuo Queshi's coffin has not been vacated. In this temporary house, Shatuo Queshi is placed in the most remote room in the back house. .
When Zheng Fan and Liang Cheng came over, they found that Mowan had already arrived with the young master.
Zheng Fan, a martial artist, may not have sensed the movement of the coffin lid being bounced off, and the breath of Shatuo Queshi leaking, but the soul body, Magic Pill,The forcible annexation of ??,
But you dare not say no,
Even have to take the initiative to cooperate with the other party to complete this plan!
because,
You don't have a second choice at all!
Tian Wujing nodded in satisfaction,
road:
"good."
As soon as the word "good" comes out,
All the nobles of the Keyan tribe present breathed a sigh of relief.
But because the Yan man Nanhou didn't let them stand up, the big guys continued to kneel tremblingly.
"Brother Ke Yandong, raise your head and let Ben Hou take a look."
Brother Ke Yandong raised his head immediately,
But I don't know whether to show a flattering expression or a serious expression,
In short,
His expression was stiff, and he was obviously twitching because of being too scared and nervous.
This young master of the Ke Yan tribe was really in the aura. He was crushed on the ground by Jingnanhou, and repeatedly rubbed mercilessly. It was just a simple first meeting, but it was enough to plant a shadow in his heart for the rest of his life.
"The king the prince"
"Tell me the name of the chief soldier of the Snow Customs."
"ZhengZhengZheng Fan."
"Ah."
Tian Wujing laughed.
Ke Yanmou immediately turned his head and stared at his son.
Fortunately, at this moment, it was really a father-son connection, or under the terrible pressure, Ke Yandong's mind suddenly turned a lot faster.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
Brother Ke Yandong slapped himself three times,
There is no energy left at all,
The nose started to bleed, and the corners of the mouth were broken,
shouted:
"The untouchables are ignorant, they dare to call Uncle Hirano by his name directly, the untouchables deserve to die, the untouchables deserve to die, I beg the prince to forgive me, I beseech Uncle Hirano to forgive me!
The upper peak of the untouchables no,
No,
The master of my Keyan Department,
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