I want to know who killed me

Zhu Sheng thinks that today's almanac should say that it is not suitable to travel.

Every time Madam Nine of Yuzui uttered a word, she could annoy the Eldest Young Master once, taking advantage of the dumb fragrance to calm the Eldest Young Master down again, Zhu Sheng hurriedly dragged Shao Ting away, afraid that she would be one step late, this Nine The lady will become a memorial tablet.

Shao Ting didn't know why, so he still wanted to chat with his cute little brother and sister for a while.

But he could also see that Zhusheng really didn't want him to stay, so although he was puzzled, he followed Zhusheng back to Wuzhu Garden.

For the next three days, Shao Ting stayed in his room and coded.

In order to take care of his right hand, Shao Ting specially slowed down the speed of coding. It took him a day to write [-] characters, and it took him three days to finish writing [-] characters. took away.

After sending out the manuscript, it takes a few days to get a reply.

Shao Ting is not in a hurry to continue writing. Except for writing three or four thousand words every day, most of the time he spends most of his time listing out the settings and outlines of novels that he has impressions in the Lujiang system for later use.

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

During this period, Shao Ting also quietly went to the secret road, but found that Xiao Zhanqiu had already left, and gradually forgot about this person.

Of course, the most important thing is that Zhusheng brought him good news.

Zhusheng said that after reading Shao Ting's article, the steward of the Siwenguan greatly appreciated it. He felt that the setting of the article was novel, and the plot and development were also very fascinating. Read the words and see the reaction.

In fact, the setting of Shao Ting's article, in modern times, is just a bad rebirth article, but this is ancient times, and no one has written the rebirth setting, so Shao Ting unceremoniously took this " originator" position.The main line of the article is the style of suspense and investigation, occasionally mixed with some lingering love and love, including the few preferences of ancient people.

Shao Ting is confident that even if his first article in ancient times is not very popular, it will definitely not make the owner of the bookstore lose money.

After deciding to return to his old business, Shao Ting's daily activities were fixed. In addition to eating, sleeping and coding, he would watch the past seven-star picks in his spare time, and go to the yard to do radio gymnastics when he was tired.

Unknowingly, he actually lived the life of a dead house in modern times.

The sun is shining brightly, under Lingding Peak.

A team of well-trained people is advancing at a steady speed, and has entered the scope of the main altar of the Blessed Lotus Sect.

Headed by two men, one black and one white, one burly and one gentle.

The gentle white dress fluttered, and the slender Danfeng eyes were always shining with sly light. The folding fan in his hand was folded up, and the fringed jade pendant at the tail of the fan fluttered in the breeze, gently sweeping over the man's wrist.

The burly one is dressed in black, even if it is wrapped by the material, it still can't hide the gnarled muscles on his body, on the contrary, it is more conspicuous. He wears a black long sword inlaid with gold on his waist. of.

"I said Zuo Wenyuan, is this really reliable?" The man in black exposed his big-chested and brainless nature when he opened his mouth, "The leader said he would keep up with us, but now we are almost up the mountain , who haven’t seen the leader yet.”

The man in white named Zuo Wenyuan opened his fan and fanned it, and said calmly, "Be safe and don't be impatient."

"I can't settle down!" You Wuying hammered his thigh, causing the horse under his crotch to scream, "When will the leader come back! When Elder Hua asks, how will you explain?"

"Shut up, You Wuying." A man in a black and red outfit descended from the sky and landed in front of the two of them. It was Xiao Zhanqiu who had a double-sided relationship with Shao Ting before.

Zuo Wenyuan and You Wuying got off their horses quickly and knelt down on one knee to salute.

"The left envoy has seen the leader!"

"The right envoy has seen the leader!"

A dozen or so disciples behind them also got off their horses and knelt down to salute.

With a wave of Xiao Zhanqiu's hand, they stood up, and immediately a disciple led a black and red horse over.

Xiao Zhanqiu took the reins, got on the horse, and stroked the black horse's mane fondly.

Lightning was a gift given to him by his master when he was 16 years old. He was a hybrid of sweaty horses. He had followed him for more than ten years in his previous life, but unfortunately died under the random arrows of the rebels. Now that he has returned to the past, Lightning is naturally still alive.Compared with people, Xiao Zhanqiu obviously has a better relationship with horses. After all, people's hearts are changeable, but Lightning only recognizes him as his master.

Lightning sensed how much the master loved it, and immediately snorted in response.

A smile unconsciously appeared on Xiao Zhanqiu's face, and with his horse's belly clamped, he led the two envoys on the left and right and his disciples to Islam.

When Xiao Zhanqiu was reborn and came back, it happened to be five years ago when he went out on patrol, so he took the opportunity to explain to the left and right envoys that he had something to do, and asked Zuo Wenyuan to pretend to be himself and continue to patrol so as not to disturb others.For Zuo Wenyuan and You Wuying, Xiao Zhanqiu felt that he could still trust them.In his previous life, Zuo Wenyuan went undercover in Prince Ning's Mansion, unfortunately his identity was exposed, and he was imprisoned and humiliated by King Ning who pretended to be a fool. In the end, he chose to commit suicide in order to protect the divine religion.As for You Wuying, his thinking has always been simple, he was loyal to the divine religion, and he would not hesitate to die, and finally died in front of Xiao Zhanqiu.

Now back to five years ago, Xiao Zhanqiu will never let the same mistakes happen in his previous life.

For more than half a month, he has been traveling day and night to clean up all the sub-forums that appeared in his memory. Although he is not sure that the crisis has been completely resolved, it is enough to seriously injure the vitality of those anti-demon organizations.

"Welcome to the leader—"

Walking into the main hall, the Eight Great Elders, the Master of the Five Elements Banner and many disciples have already been waiting in line, calling the Master for generations to come.

As soon as Xiao Zhanqiu took his seat, Elder Hua came out first and reported with a smile on his face: "Master, [-] days ago, the village master of Qingwu Village sent his young master here."

When Xiao Zhanqiu heard the words, there was no unnecessary expression on his face, he just waved his hand, lightly expressing that he knew.

Elder Hua is not surprised to see the reaction of the leader Xiao, after all, the leader also did the same when the eight wives entered the door.Due to the great power of the demon sect, even though there are many righteous gangs who want to get rid of them quickly, there are still many sects that are both righteous and evil come to seek shelter.

And that's how the leader's first wife came.

Elder Hua no longer remembered which sect the eldest lady came from, she only remembered that the girl was very afraid of the leader, but seemed to be hindered by the leader's order, so she plucked up the courage to climb onto the leader's bed, but was killed by the Gu insect on the leader's body. It was poisoned.

She doesn't want to recall the rest of the wives, but she just doesn't know how long the current Ninth Wives can last.

During the more than half a month since Xiao Zhanqiu left, except for those who died in each branch altar, nothing major happened in the sect.After listening to the routine reports from the elder banner owners, Xiao Zhanqiu dismissed the crowd and walked towards the inner circle.

But at this moment, there is no bamboo garden.

Shao Ting looked at Zhusheng who looked like a fanboy, and sighed in his heart.

Since half an hour ago, when the news of the leader's Islam came, Zhu Sheng has kept this expression unchanged.

"Are you going to meet the leader?"

Shao Ting sent inquiries No.13 times, and as expected No.13 times were rejected by Zhusheng: "No, I am Madam's servant, and the main task is to take good care of Madam. The leader has so many people to welcome me, so I am not missing." .”

When he said this, there was a struggle in his eyes that could not be ignored.

Shao Ting is helpless, after so many days of contact, he probably also knows that Zhusheng's mission is to monitor him, and if he makes any rash moves, Zhusheng will record it in a small book as evidence that he is considered a spy.Shao Ting wasn't sure if the eight wives came here in the same way, but he didn't want to follow the old path of those wives at all, and he was still waiting to become famous all over the world by relying on short stories.

The leader came back in the afternoon. Although Shao Ting was a little curious about his future attack, the warnings from the bamboo fungus and the man in black were still vivid in his memory. Shao Ting lost most of his interest in this brutal leader in an instant, and finally decided that the other party would not come to him. He, he just stands still, and the right way is to write with peace of mind.

In the evening, Zhusheng went to serve dinner as usual.

But this day, the dinner he brought back was lighter than the first day Shao Ting came.

On the first day, there were at least two pieces of shredded pork in the vegetables, but today there were only vegetables, which were still boiled!Served with a palm-sized bowl of porridge, Shao Ting held up his chopsticks for a long time and couldn't eat it.

Zhusheng also kindly explained: "Elder Hua has ordered that the leader will return today, and the wedding will be held on time in three days. Please be patient for a while, Mrs. Ninth, and take advantage of these few days to cleanse the stomach, so as not to ruin the interest of the leader on the wedding day. .”

Shao Ting looked at him in bewilderment, thinking he was speaking an alien language.

Zhu Sheng raised her eyebrows and glanced at his lower body.

Shao Ting: "..."

Depend on!Wouldn't it be what Brother Shao thought? !

... Brother Shao doesn't want to be thrown by the ass!And he was fucked by a man who might kill him in the future!

But in the Devil's Cult, obviously no one would care about Shao Ting's wishes. Shao Ting finished his dinner without oil and water bitterly, and lying on the bed at night, he heard the sound of his stomach protesting as expected.

Want to cleanse the bowels for the leader?Whoever loves clear who clears!

As soon as Shao Ting's stubborn temper came up, he turned over and got out of bed, and went to the small kitchen familiarly.

The small kitchen of the Demon Cult seems to have cooked food all the time. This is Shao Ting's conclusion after eating it seven or eight times, and tonight is no exception.

Shao Ting took out a plate of delicious braised chicken wings from the cabinet, took a deep breath, picked up one and stuffed it into his mouth.

"You seem to like night tours?"

"Puuuuuuuu-"

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