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    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 we walked into the yard, Blind Bei was already standing there waiting, and standing beside Blind Bei was the short Xue San, who should have just returned from stealing something.

    Blind Bei said solemnly to Zheng Fan:

    "My lord, I still have to ask my lord to interrogate that tongue."

    Xue San added next to him: "My lord, I guess that guy is not a tough guy. If he cracks his teeth a little, San'er, I have a solution here."

    It seems that it has been too long since he tortured people, Xue San seemed a little impatient.

    "Eh You should go to the interrogation, I'll just wait for the result." Zheng Fan gave way.

    He really has no experience in this area, and there are many things tonight, and everyone's time is limited. Even if he wants to learn, he is not in a hurry today.

    Having received the expected reply, Blind Bei bent down respectfully and replied:

    "Then wait until the subordinates have collected and sorted out the news, and then report to the master."

    "Well, well, thank you for your hard work."

    "Your Majesty, you are being polite. This is what your subordinates should do." Immediately afterwards, the blind man Bei looked at Siniang again, and said, "Siniang will sort out and transcribe the documents brought by Xue San."

    Feng Siniang nodded, "Understood."

    Blind Bei turned and left, followed by Xue San.

    Si Niang was going to transcribe the documents stolen from the government, but before going to work, she still asked Zheng Fan very intimately:

    "My lord, I'm now instructing Yun girl to prepare bath water for you?"

    It was the first time I saw a murder, and the first time I saw a person's intestines flowing all over the floor. Zheng Fan felt that he really needed to relax.

    So after hearing Siniang's arrangement, Zheng Fan also agreed.

    When she returned to her room, she found that the big bathtub was ready, and girl Yun was bringing water bucket by bucket from the back kitchen.

    Seeing Zheng Fan coming in, she took the initiative to help Zheng Fan take off his clothes, Zheng Fan did not refuse, took off his clothes and went into the bathtub.

    Immediately, the physical comfort is constantly dispelling the exhaustion 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 silently.

    In fact, what happened tonight was indeed the first time in his life, but he was only panicked, not very scared.

    The guard died in front of him, and his blood was bluntly sucked dry by A Ming, including the young master, who would also be destroyed after he obtained a "world view" through interrogation, but Zheng Fan didn't have much in his heart called "guilty".  feeling" thing.

    Morality and immorality, right and wrong, have no meaning in this world.

    Previously, when Hefeng Siniang went out pretending to be the pair of master and servant, she walked on the street at night and could not see the street lights, and naturally she could not see the dense cameras in modern society.

    A kind of evil and free indulgence in the heart of the heart will inevitably begin to grow.

    Or, is this just my nature?

    I even feel that this kind of behavior, this choice, and this style of behavior are my own correctness.

    Girl Yun has finished rubbing her back, and is going to go around and wipe her front.

    Zheng Fan waved his hand, indicating that she can go out.

    After Yun girl left, Zheng Fan submerged himself further into the bathtub, leaving only the part above the nose to keep breathing.

    Gradually,

    He fell asleep.

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    In the room next door where Zheng Fan is now, Liang Cheng pushed away a coffin board that was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and put A Ming into it.

    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."

    The corner of 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 to sleep in bed."

    "This is really a kind of deviation, forgetting one's origin." A Ming's tone was full of ridicule.The obvious change seems to be that I can sleep better.

    However, Zheng Fan, who was about to go to the hut to solve his physical problems, was frightened when he opened the door.

    Liang Cheng, with a blue face, stood straight at the door of his room.

    People are scary, they can scare people to death, not to mention this one in front of him is a real zombie.

    "I¡­¡­¡­¡­"

    A swear word stuck in his throat, unable to cough it out or swallow it.

    "Is your injury okay?" After calming down, Zheng Fan asked.

    "Small things, my lord."

    Liang Cheng untied his bandage, exposing the wound.

    The blood 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, my lord."

    "Oh, that is, the interrogation over there is over?"

    "not yet."

    "Erthen what's the matter with you?"

    Liang Cheng was silent.

    Ah Ming's words still echoed in his ears, but he suddenly found himself unable to say what to say.

    "Is there something wrong?"

    Zheng Fan asked again.

    Liang Cheng opened his mouth.

    Zheng Fan was a little anxious, but he remained patient and put his hand on Liang Cheng's shoulder.

    "If you have something, you can talk to me. Although I know that I can't do anything, it's still possible to be a listener."

    Liang Cheng lowered his head, glanced at the hand on his shoulder, and then, out of nowhere, he also stretched out his hand and placed it on Zheng Fan's shoulder.

    "" Zheng Fan.

    Under the night,

    The door of the room with the bathtub,

    Two men put each other's shoulders on one side,

    This scene,

    Reminds Zheng Fan of his original works 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, I felt uncomfortable, as if there were countless ants scurrying around my body.

    "Master, next time, if you have something to do, don't go forward."

    "Um?"

    "To put it bluntly, we know that we are not even human beings. If we are gone, we will be gone, but you are different, my lord."

    "This, it seems too outlandish."

    "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,

    big night,

    suddenly said so sincerely

    Zheng Fan seemed to have some goose bumps on his body, and then the eagerness on that side became more intense.

    But Zheng Fan still nodded seriously, and said, "I know, and I believe you too."

    Speaking,

    The palm of his hand patted Liang Cheng's shoulder vigorously.

    Hiss

    I can't hold it anymore.

    "I'll go to the front to see how their interrogation is going."

    After saying this, Zheng Fan rushed into the courtyard.

    Liang Cheng, who continued to stand at the door, closed his eyes and clenched his fists. Looking back at his performance and what he said just now, it really makes people feel ashamed and wants to go berserk!

    He's a zombie, a zombie, a zombie!  !  !

    If there was an irrelevant passer-by in front of him, Liang Cheng would probably rush over fiercely and tear him to pieces!

    But in the next moment,

    Liang Cheng was stunned suddenly,

    He lowered his head again in astonishment,

    He saw,

    At the position of the wound on his chest,

    A wisp of black zombie evil spirit began to overflow.
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