Mystery Makes Me Strong

Check the interior.

Through the window, Xie Yanjie watched Wen Rensheng and the other three go away.

That man is really extraordinary, and there is no one who is not unusual with him.

Not to mention his real body, which can be seen at a glance, Xie Zangyue also died because of scheming him.

She couldn't make the same mistake, so she turned a blind eye to the abnormalities of those two women.

Anyway, when someone found out, they pushed it to the alien species. Anyway, she had only a short time to master this seed of order.

So happily decided.

She thought so, and smiled charmingly at the next xenomorph.

"Miss, are you free tonight? My family has a 300-acre manor in the suburbs." An old alien said with a smile.

"My family has a garden of 300 hectares in the urban area." Xie Yanjie replied lightly.

Now, she is no longer a woman who goes to catch Kaizi for a mere 20 million.

"That's all right, you're busy."

Can bragging be better than her?

Her home is a garden that has been passed down for thousands of years, dating back to the late Tang and Five Dynasties.

Of course it wasn't hers before, but now, it's all under her control.

This is the status of aliens in the family. A heterogeneous person can support a family for two or three hundred years.

Time passed quickly, and at five o'clock in the afternoon, there was no one else.

At this time, a inspector came over.

"Miss Xie, how is the situation?"

"Everything is normal, my alien species is very powerful." Xie Yanjie said confidently.

"That's good." The inspector nodded.

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"It's not good at all..."

Wen Rensheng was on the balcony on the second floor, talking on the phone with Li Yuanfeng.

"Using control and coercion as a means, but also attaching a disguise, is an evil path, and it is by no means kingly. The reason why people are human is that they have ideas, and they can be united by ideas and positions, not by some seemingly reliable people. hard measures to control."

"You have been an emperor, you should understand the difference best."

"Yes, it is precisely because I have been an emperor that I understand that the people below often take the easiest way to do things for you, not the most perfect way," Li Yuanfeng sighed, "Let me tell you a story, you I understand."

"Say it."

"I used to lay down a piece of land, but it was hot and humid there, and it took three generations to reclaim and burn it to make it livable."

"Later, I ordered the immigrant borders near the state capitals. Do you know how they do it?"

"Hmph, other than beating and cheating, what else can we do? After all, it is a feudal dynasty." Wen Rensheng said disdainfully.

"Uh, if you say this to you, you can be a political envoy. They first said that there will be land distribution over there, and no one believed that no one would go, so they said that anyone who didn't go would come to the county town to sign under the big locust tree. Draw a bet."

"As a result, those who went to sign and pledge were tied up with ropes and sent to that barren land. I found out afterwards that instead of criticizing them, I would even increase their ranks."

Wen Rensheng was silent. He thought of his previous life, which was tempered by blood and fire to produce fine steel.

And in this life, it was so smooth that some people didn't have that kind of determination, so they naturally wanted to take shortcuts instead of going deep into the essence and completely solving this matter.

What can he do?

If you want to change, it is possible, but it is too tiring to do so...

And there was always a sense of great danger, the danger of being irresistible.

Forget it, it's more comfortable to go back to sleep.

Wen Rensheng sighed and decided to let go.

There are many smart people, and there is no shortage of him.

After all, he is not a person who wants to be emperor.

With his strength, as long as Dongzhou is prevented from repeating the same mistakes, it will be fine.

Thinking of this, Wen Rensheng hung up the phone, then went back to his room to take a nap.

I have been worrying a lot recently, I have to go back to sleep, otherwise it will be bad for my hair to fall out.

I heard that being strong has nothing to do with hair loss, no matter how strong you are, you should still be bald.

He went back to his room and fell into a deep sleep.

After falling asleep, he dreamed again.

This time, it was a dream that someone was shouting: "Teacher, help..."

I have taught too many students, who is it?

Then he saw a scene.

In an old castle, on a simple and dark dining table.

There was a circle of people sitting around the table, on which was a huge silver platter.

On the silver platter, lay a person.

He couldn't see the man's face clearly.

He could only see the faces of the diners, all of whom were from Xizhou, each revealing smiles and joy.

That is the light that sees food.

The diners couldn't move, they just shouted: "Teacher help..."

"It's not cooked yet..." a diner suddenly disappointed when he heard the cry.

"Can still talk, of course I'm not familiar with it, just wait."

"Then wait."

"Next time, it may not be us people next time, I want to eat now!" A diner crazily said.

As he spoke, he immediately picked up the knife and fork and stretched it out to the people at the table.

A thick ink and red mist diffused from the man, and rushed towards the impatient diner.

In the next instant, the diner turned into a mass of bones.

On the dining table, there were a few more plates of fresh meat and red wine.

"There's another appetizer."

"Yeah, two soups are still missing."

The other diners talked one after another.

Wen Rensheng was horrified when he heard that, are these people eating people?

And also eat their own people.

He carefully looked at the surrounding environment, with a slight idea in his mind.

Then he cried out in his dream:

"Xiao Huan, Xiao Huan?"

Then he heard Xiao Huan's puzzled voice.

"The master is clearly asleep, but still calling me? It seems that although the master speaks fiercely, he still cares about me in his heart, hehe." Xiao Huan was giggling.

"Uh, I asked you to pay attention to the west side a few days ago. How is the situation?" Wen Rensheng's voice broke her delusion.

"No way, you never forget to let me work even in your dreams. What kind of black-hearted boss is this? You have to change jobs." Xiao Huan obviously forgot that Wen Rensheng was also awake in his dream.

No way, she is a child after all.

"Okay, although I'm dreaming, I'm still awake, answer my question."

"Oh, I sent a few idiots to look there, and they said that nothing seems to happen there, but there are a few places that have fallen into fog."

"Just that?"

"That's it, what did I lie to you for?"

"Have you figured out the origins of those black-robed men?"

"Men in black robes, you didn't tell me to find out about them."

"Oh, then you now figure out where they came from."

"Understood, let someone investigate."

"Well, you go and play, I'm going to bed first."

"Master, sleep well, don't dream anymore, dreaming is not good for sleep."

Only then did Wen Rensheng fall into a deep sleep.

Who yelled "Teacher save me" that lingered in my mind?

Why can't he always remember, he shouldn't, because he can clearly remember the voice of everyone he knows.

Something must have disturbed the sound.

Maybe when I wake up, I can figure it out.

Several hours later, Wen Rensheng finally woke up.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

It's really comfortable. The job I hoped most in my previous life was that I could sleep until three o'clock.

He went to wash his face, thought about the dream by the way, and found that he still couldn't remember whose voice it was.

So he decided to go to his father to interpret the dream.

In the past, Wen Rende made a lot of money by interpreting dreams for people.

After all, the dream itself is an omen.

The same is true for ordinary people. The self in the dream can recognize some shortcomings and tell you what the future is like.