The devil is coming

Chapter 12 Do you desire power?
After changing his clothes and washing off the sticky stuff on his face, Zheng Fan followed Feng Siniang back.
Entering the inn from the back, when you walked into the yard, Blind Bei was already standing there waiting. Next to Blind Bei stood the short Xue San. He should have just returned from stealing something.
Blind Bei said to Zheng Fan solemnly:
"My lord, I have to ask you to interrogate that tongue."
Xue San added from the side: "My lord, I guess that guy is not a tough guy. If he bites his teeth a little bit, San'er, I have a lot of tricks here."
It seemed that it had been too long since he had tortured anyone, and Xue San seemed impatient.
"Well... you should go to the interrogation. I'll just wait for the results." Zheng Fan declined.
He really has no experience in this area, and there are a lot of things to do tonight, and everyone's time is limited. Even if he wants to learn, he is not in a hurry today.
After receiving the expected reply, Blind Bei still bowed respectfully and responded:
"Then wait until my subordinates have compiled all the information and then report it to you, Your Majesty."
"Well, well, thank you for your hard work."
"Your Majesty, you're welcome. This is what a subordinate should do." Immediately afterwards, Blind Bei looked at Siniang again and said, "Six Niang will help you organize and copy the documents that Xue San brought."
Feng Siniang nodded, "I understand."
Blind Bei turned around and left, followed by Xue San.
Siniang was going to copy the documents she had stolen from the government, but before doing the work, she still asked Zheng Fan very thoughtfully:
"My lord, should I instruct Yun Yatou to prepare bath water for you now?"
The first time he saw a murderer, the first time he saw a person's intestines flowing all over the floor, Zheng Fan felt that he really needed to relax.
So Zheng Fan agreed after hearing Siniang's arrangement.
When I returned to my room, I found that the big bathtub was ready, and Yun Yatou was carrying buckets of water from the kitchen.
After seeing Zheng Fan come in, she took the initiative to help Zheng Fan take off his clothes. Zheng Fan didn't refuse. He took off his clothes and got into the tub.
Immediately, the physical comfort is constantly dispelling the fatigue in the heart.
Girl Yun took a soft-bristled brush and began to rub Zheng Fan's back from behind with just the right amount of force.
Zheng Fan closed his eyes and enjoyed it silently.
In fact, what happened tonight was indeed the first time in his life, but he was only panicked, but not very scared.
The guard died in front of him, and his blood was sucked out by A Ming. Including the young master, his corpse would be destroyed after he gained the "world view" through questioning, but Zheng Fan didn't have much in his heart called "guilt". "feeling" thing.
Morality or immorality, right or wrong, have no meaning in this world.
When Hefeng Siniang went out pretending to be the master and servant, she was walking on the street at night. She couldn't see the street lights, and naturally couldn't see the dense cameras in modern society.
A kind of evil and free indulgence in the heart will inevitably begin to grow.
Or maybe, this is my nature?
I even feel that this kind of behavior, this kind of choice, this kind of acting style is what is right for me.
Girl Yun had already finished rubbing her back and was about to go around to the front to wipe her front.
Zheng Fan waved his hand, indicating that she could go out.
After Girl Yun left, Zheng Fan submerged himself further into the tub, leaving only the part above his nose to breathe.
Gradually,
He fell asleep.
…………
In the room next door to where Zheng Fan was now, Liang Cheng pushed open a coffin board that was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and placed A Ming inside.
A Ming's chest was wrapped, like a mummy that had been processed and stuffed with spices.
After placing it, Liang Cheng covered his chest with one hand and supported the edge of the coffin with the other, and said:
"Will lying here help your recovery?"
A Ming shook his head, but replied seriously: "But life requires a sense of ritual."
Liang Cheng's mouth twitched.
"I always thought that as a zombie, you should also understand our sense of ritual."
Vampires like to sleep in coffins, and zombies seem to like to sleep in coffins too.
"No, I prefer the bed."
"This is really a departure, forgetting the roots." A Ming's tone was ridiculing, "Actually, I rarely slept in coffins before, but after I came to this world, I made money from brewing. So I paid someone to build this model of coffin.”
"why?"
"I'm afraid that if I become an ordinary person for a long time, I will really think that I am just an ordinary person."
"You are no longer an ordinary person now." Liang Cheng's eyes narrowed.
"Haha, if that blind man and Fourth Mother hadn't had something to deal with urgently, they would probably be eager to show up at my coffin now."
"Everyone has been suffering for too long." Liang Cheng sighed with emotion. "In the past, there was no hope, so we could suppress it. Now, when we see hope, it will definitely be difficult to continue suffering."
"Actually, I don't want to answer you now, because if I answer you now, I have to tell them again later. I am injured now, and seriously injured, and I need to rest."
"I can give you some more blood and let you sleep forever."
"Too much."
"Should be."
"Well, actually, I think the fact that I have partially recovered my strength must have something to do with the Lord. Otherwise, the silence of the past half year cannot be explained."
"more specific."
"How specific?"
"What did you do in private, with the Lord?"
"This sounds a bit disgusting."
"Are you going to do something disgusting?"
"..." A Ming.
"continue."
"I talked to him."
"Everyone has talked about it."
"I had a serious chat with him."
"how to say?"
"Actually, he is useless."
"Yes."
"But we won't abandon him."
"Yes."
"Perhaps the only difference between you and me is that I told him that we will not abandon him."
"This time, it's your turn to be disgusted."
"no."
"Well, you go on."
"According to the elimination method, it should be moved and recognized."
"Approval?"
"Aren't you surprised? Why, it was the seven of us who came to this world with him. Although the seven of us are independent individuals, in fact, we are all characters created by him."
"Ah."
"Since we woke up, the seven of us seem to have had a consciousness in our hearts, that is, he is our Lord."
"The word Lord was taken by a blind man."
"The title is just a continuation of the relationship. It's impossible to call him... daddy like that idiot Fan Li said, right?"
"Well, yes."
"Actually, our relationship with him is a bit similar to the knights and retinues in the Western Middle Ages."
"Ok?"
"He's awake, which means that some kind of contractual relationship between us has been activated."
"Well, go on."
"And what we have to do now is to get recognition from him."
"I understand."
Liang Cheng stood up and prepared to leave the room.
"What are you going to do?"
"Go to the Lord."
"The Lord is taking a bath now, are you going to rub his back?"
"I'll wait for him to finish washing."
"Are you so impatient, haha."
"You are satisfied, of course you are not impatient."
"It's disgusting again."
"I am leaving."
"Wait!"
"Ok?"
"Help me close the coffin lid, I'm ready to rest."
"Do I need to put the coffin nails in easily?"
"roll!"
………………
Zheng Fan felt that he had slept for more than three hours. During this period, Yun Yatou had been gently heating the water for the bathtub.
After waking up, Zheng Fan coughed and felt a little dizzy.
After getting out of the bathtub, I put on a clean white undershirt, then put on my sweatshirt and leather boots. I felt an indescribable sense of relief.
It seems that I have come into this world, and the most obvious change seems to be that I can sleep better.
However, Zheng Fan, who was about to go to the latrine to solve his physical problems, was frightened as soon as he opened the door.
Liang Cheng, with a blue face, stood upright at the door of his room.
People are scary and can scare people to death, not to mention the person in front of him is a real zombie.
"I…………"
A curse word stuck in the throat, unable to be coughed out or swallowed.
"Is your injury okay?" After calming down, Zheng Fan asked.
"Little things, my lord."
Liang Cheng unwrapped his bandage and exposed the wound.
The bleeding should have stopped, and the wound is black.
"That's good, uh, you're going to take a bath, do you need a tub?"
"No, Lord."
"Oh, so the interrogation over there is over?"
"not yet."
"Um...what's the matter with you?"
Liang Cheng was silent.
A Ming's words were still echoing in his ears, but he suddenly found that he couldn't say exactly what to say.
"Is something wrong?"
Zheng Fan asked again.
Liang Cheng opened his mouth.
Zheng Fan was a little anxious, but still patiently put his hand on Liang Cheng's shoulder.
"If you have anything, you can talk to me. Although I know I can't do anything, I can still be a listener."
Liang Cheng lowered his head and glanced at the hand on his shoulder. Then, by some strange coincidence, he reached out and placed his hand on Zheng Fan's shoulder.
"..." Zheng Fan.
under the night,
At the door of the room where the bathtub is placed,
The two men put their hands on each other's shoulders.
This scene,
It reminded Zheng Fan of his original works that were drawn in another style.
Zheng Fan is not a fan of works in that direction, but he cannot deny the huge fan base and influence that such works have.
But when this scene happened to me, the discomfort felt like countless ants scurrying around my body.
"Lord, next time, if something happens, don't come forward."
"Ok?"
"To put it bluntly, we ourselves know that we are not even human beings. If we are gone, we will be gone. But Lord, you are different."
"This seems too foreign."
"In short, what happened this time will not happen again. Next time, we will not put you in danger, Lord, unless we are all dead."
Well,
At night,
Suddenly he said it so sincerely...
Zheng Fan seemed to have some goosebumps on his body, and then his eagerness became more intense.
But Zheng Fan still nodded seriously and said: "I understand, and I believe you too."
said,
The palm of his hand patted Liang Cheng's shoulder hard again.
hiss……
I can't hold it in anymore.
"I'll go to the front to see how their interrogation is going."
After saying these words, Zheng Fan rushed into the courtyard.
Liang Cheng, who continued to stand at the door, closed his eyes and clenched his fists. Looking back on his performance and what he just said now, it really makes people want to go crazy with shame!
He's a zombie, zombie, zombie! ! !
If there was an irrelevant passerby in front of him, Liang Cheng would probably rush over and tear him into pieces!
But in the next moment,
Liang Cheng was suddenly stunned.
He lowered his head again in shock,
he saw,
At the wound location on his chest,
A wisp of black zombie aura began to leak out!
(End of this chapter)