Chapter 1 The Construction of Xue Hai Guan

The construction of Xue Hai Guan never stopped for a moment; to say it was waiting to be rebuilt was no exaggeration.

But fortunately, things depend on human effort. As long as there are people, there's no need to worry about getting things done.

Some repaired the city walls, some carried out the construction of new rural areas, and others replanted the fields. Not only were the savage slaves once again used as beasts of burden, but even the Shengle Army was required to join the "labor army," working alongside the people. The storytellers who had been recruited from the Shengle Teahouse and those who had been recruited to expand the ranks were uniformly assigned topics, telling the story of the "close relationship between the army and the people" to the people inside and outside Xue Hai Guan in the form of allegro.

Therefore, a deserted place also has its advantages. When you are ready to rebuild it, it is equivalent to re-creating on an almost blank piece of paper. You can fully express your ideas, and even be wishful and idealistic.

However,

tonight,

the demon kings who had been assigned their respective tasks and were busy working gathered together.

A table,

A'ming, Liang Cheng, and the Blind One sat on one side, Si Niang sat on the other, and finally, Xue San walked over with a box. The box was opened, and inside were the Demonic Pills.

Seven demon kings, six came.

One simpleton didn't come,

because the last time a similar topic was discussed so solemnly,

that simpleton said the words "Why don't we just chop off the master?",

so that simpleton was automatically excluded from the ranks of meeting members.

Xue San reminded:

"Let's make this meeting as efficient as possible. Demonic Pill is in a hurry to go back and take care of the children."

The Blind One nodded. Everyone was busy, everyone's time was precious, and naturally, no one could delay.

However, the matter to be discussed today was extremely important, and it was impossible without everyone sitting down to have a good discussion.

There was no doubt that the Blind One had once again become the host of the meeting. Everyone tacitly agreed and was accustomed to his role. Even when Master Zheng Fan was here, the Blind One would lead the meeting.

"Si Niang, why don't you speak first."

Si Niang was not restrained or pretentious, and went straight to the point:

"It's difficult, very difficult. Master has already stated clearly to me, and I believe he has stated it clearly to you as well. He has no grudges and no hidden intentions, and has completely opened his mind to us in all directions as before.

But my strength has not improved, and Master is even more anxious than I am."

The sentence "Master is even more anxious than I am,"

is very thought-provoking.

It is enough to see the urgency of the master, after all, the most difficult thing to bear is the kindness of a beauty, which has always had its most primitive meaning.

With the two working together, Si Niang was still unable to advance, and it had been so long, this difficulty... tsk tsk.

Xue San asked, "Si Niang, did you and Master..."

Xue San drew a circle with his left hand and poked his right index finger into it,

"Do it?"

Si Niang's eyes sank slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

The Blind One hurriedly said, "The problem is not on this."

"Why isn't it on this? This is very important!" Xue San retorted.

A'ming laughed and said, "How do you say, if this is really the only way to advance, who is in front and who is behind between you and Master?"

"Filthy!"

Xue San pointed at A'ming and shouted.

A'ming didn't care, and said, "This is according to your way of thinking."

Si Niang pulled out her hairpin and began to trim her nails, saying:

"Don't be so disgusting in the middle of the night."

The Blind One looked around and asked:

"Everyone has tried it these days, right?"

Liang Cheng shook his head and said, "I've been leading troops recently and haven't taken the initiative to see Master, but Master came to the barracks to find me a few times and patted me on the shoulder, saying I've worked hard."

"And then?" Xue San asked.

"Then Master became more and more aggrieved, and even cried."

"Cried?" Xue San said in surprise.

"It was Master who forced out tears, saying that I was fighting for him and commanding the army, but I could only sit behind the scenes, and the fame and fortune were all his, saying that I was very wronged, saying that I was too difficult, and then Master became sentimental for himself and cried."

"Sigh." Xue San sighed.

Si Niang shook her head and said, "Master is actually anxious."

"Indeed," A'ming said.

This was no longer the demon kings trying to lick the master in every possible way,

The current Zheng Fan,

after seeing the sword saint's feat of one sword slashing thousands of riders,

on the one hand, he yearned for it, and on the other hand, he instinctively felt a little panicked.

In the past, when Lord Zheng was not yet Lord Zheng, but only a captain and a garrison commander, he was only a fingernail-sized figure, so naturally he did not attract attention. But when his status continued to rise, the opponents he had to face were different.

Maybe someone is now willing to send a master to give you a beheading tactic.

Savages, not strange, right? You blocked people's homes, what if a savage master wants to avenge his clan?

Chu people, not strange, right? Who first ordered the massacre of the 40,000 Chu army? People don't look for Tian Wu Jing, Tian Wu Jing is too strong, people think you are an easy target, kill you, come a "commoner's wrath," very reasonable, right?

Even on the Yan side, in the court, it is not impossible to get rid of yourself easily.

Although Sha Tuo Que Shi is good, he can't live with a coffin on his back all the time, right?

Xue Hai Guan has Xue Hai Iron Riders to protect him, but he can't stay in his nest forever, right?

Lord Zheng is still dreaming of going to Jiangnan to stroll around, look at the courtesans, and copy poems.

To take a step back, even if it is for the sake of his own "fishing," and the demon kings under his command are so busy, he should play his main role and upgrade the demon kings together, just as a "salary," this is very normal and should be, right?

I upgrade, you upgrade with me, everyone's fundamental interests are consistent, so that we can continue to twist together and continue to move forward, right?

Look, look,

Master has been forced to tears,

difficult,

really difficult!

The atmosphere at the meeting table suddenly became heavy.

The Blind One said, "I think we haven't mastered the method. Everyone knows that we advance with Master again and again, rather than saying that we are licking... rather than saying that we are expressing our loyalty to Master and currying favor, it is better to say that we are actively deepening the bond between ourselves and Master.

Bond, these two words should be the key we need to focus on studying next, how to increase this relationship, everyone can talk about it."

"Pfft..."

Xue San suddenly laughed and said:

"Can't we sign a contract with Master like Warcraft? Or, should we find someone to inquire in the West, or send someone to Yanjing to find Western magicians to ask?"

Liang Cheng shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be like this. At the beginning of the contract, Master upgraded and we could upgrade with him. When Master was in a coma, we were ordinary people for half a year.

I think there is already a layer beyond the contract between us and Master. In the Blind One's words, it is the most primitive bond."

A'ming said, "Using the template of speeches and TV series, I think we should open our hearts to each other and let us communicate with our hearts."

Si Niang covered her mouth and laughed.

Xue San shook his body and said, "Disgusting."

The Blind One suddenly stopped talking, and said thoughtfully: "Maybe, this is really the case, we may really be able to change our thinking.

Because most things in the world are actually relative. We used to only blindly pursue Master's feelings for us, a bit like squeezing into Master's heart blindly.

But now, at least at this stage, Master is willing to accept us and wants to help us as much as possible. Therefore, the problem now is very likely not on Master, but on us.

Bonds must be relative, and a single top-down bond is not called a bond, but called..."

Xue San preemptively answered:

"Beast control."

The Blind One frowned slightly, but still said: "This word is a bit harsh, but that's what it means."

"But doesn't Master understand us?" Liang Cheng asked, "After all, Master has helped us renew a few times."

The Blind One retorted: "It's different. First of all, except for Demonic Pill, the six of us are all the works of others. Master is not the original creator of each of us."

At this time, Si Niang suddenly said:

"Yes, it's different. First of all, when we were created, few people had prequels, side stories, and sequels. Many things were not explained clearly. For example, Xue San and Fan Li, they were also dropped because of poor performance."

"..." Xue San.

Si Niang ignored Xue San's depression and continued:

"Moreover, this is no longer the world of manga. We are actually not strictly manga characters anymore. We have changed from manga to people.

This is... a real world, and we are, real people. We have become three-dimensional. Our memories have long transcended the settings of the manga, and have long been automatically completed and fulfilled.

Or, in fact, our self-awareness has transcended the boundaries of manga.

And, whether it is people or things, they will change. We have been in this world for many years. Who hasn't changed? Who is still the original self?

Do you really think you are still the same young man without any change?"

The Blind One echoed at this time: "Si Niang is right, even if you look at the sunset one more time, the thickness of life may change greatly."

"So, let's follow this line of thinking and try it first?" Xue San asked.

"Let's make a schedule, three days for each person, and if it doesn't work, change to the next person? This will save conflicts, and we don't have to worry about Master being too greasy from being poured chicken soup several times a day, which will have the opposite effect," A'ming said.

"Then, let's draw lots?" The Blind One said.

"Do you think we are stupid? With you here, we will still draw lots?" Xue San immediately retorted.

"Let the Blind One go last," A'ming said.

"No, no, this guy deliberately went last time, let's not fall into his trap again. This way, Blind One, you go out first, we'll draw first, and the remaining one will be your sequence, okay?"

The Blind One nodded, indicating his agreement.

"We also have to send someone to accompany you. In case you turn back to cheat, who should we send? Let Ali go. Where is Ali? Someone go find Ali and let Ali take the Blind One away first, watch him, and then we'll draw lots."

……

"Ali, why are you here?"

Lord Zheng, who had just returned from visiting the Sword Saint's residence, found Fan Li squatting in the corner of the wall when he arrived at the door of his temporary residence.

He had his hands in his sleeves, with a simple and honest smile on his face, especially when he saw Zheng Fan, the smile was even brighter.

"Something wrong?"

Zheng Fan asked.

Fan Li nodded,

stupidly said:

"Master, I have some things in my heart that I want to talk to you about. It makes me uncomfortable to keep it in my heart."

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Thanks to Brother Ding Ding for becoming the 109th leader of The Descent of Magic!

Then,

good night everyone.