Be dragged into the room by the succubus

Ning Feng gasped when he saw Charlie's face...

This kind of thing, of course, didn't happen.

Perhaps because he was used to watching it all night, Ning Feng was not frightened by the horrifying scene in front of him. He smiled at Charlie and said:

"Good morning, today is also...huh?"

Just as he opened his mouth to speak, Charlie's hideous face disappeared and changed into another appearance.

The mummified face becomes Charlie's "real" appearance.

A middle-aged priest with a well-trimmed beard, wearing a quaint priest robe full of dark age features, and looking clean overall.

It's just that the mild-looking face looks very serious and pale at the moment, full of slight disobedience.

Something has changed.

After knowing the truth of this world, those things are more different in Ning Feng's eyes.

Now Ning Feng can clearly see the reality of the world.

However, from time to time, there will be illusory flashes on his body, and he will turn back into a dead soul for a moment, reminding Ning Feng of the other party's true state.

Regarding Ning Feng's hesitation, Charlie said softly:

"what happened?"

His cold and hoarse voice at night also becomes mellow and gentle, with the mature temperament of a middle-aged nobleman, and can definitely cause a special attack on some women.

Hearing this voice, Ning Feng's DNA began to move involuntarily.

hiss!

Your voice is comparable to that of Instructor Yan!

You can become the male anchor of midnight pornography, or... I will give you two groups a CP later!

Walking slowly behind Ning Feng, the priest who turned back into a human form asked softly:

"What happened? Your expression looks a little surprised."

I was thinking of pimping you or something...

There is no way to say such a thing!

Originally, for the Star Chaser competition, Ning Feng had always held the mentality of not overemphasizing but not underestimating it, and he took it seriously.

But Naihe's experience this day was really not difficult, which made Ning Feng a little slack.

After all, it's just a competition now, there's no need to be so nervous, is there?

The whole person relaxed and took back the consciousness that was scattered when thinking wildly. Ning Feng thought for a while and said:

"No, I just think..."

Tilting his head, Ning Feng looked around at the decoration in the room, the frosted table top turned back to the normal solid wood look, and the tea leaves in the teapot were steaming.

There are no iron chains on the ground, and there are no traces of last night at all, as if everything was just a dream.

"It feels like a dream."

In the dream, I persuaded a priest to betray his god. It's quite touching to think about it.

"How much do you remember about last night?"

"All, everything, I haven't forgotten a single bit."

Touching his chest with his right hand, Charlie turned sideways and bowed to Ning Feng.

The whole movement is elegant and simple, without the slightest trembling or strangeness.

Ok?

Somewhat strange, Ning Feng looked at the other party a few more times and said:

"You seem to have seen a lot."

It seems that it has become easier?

From Ning Feng's point of view, it's not just the change from undead to living, Charlie's temperament is a bit different.

He thought that after experiencing such a high-intensity p... destructive spiritual construction of his own, Charlie should have been depressed.

But I didn't expect that the opponent's condition was surprisingly good.

He didn't look like he had nearly collapsed at night, but instead looked calm and honest.

It's like finding the strength to support yourself after being pulled out of the spine.

"As you said, I actually understood everything a long time ago, and my belief in gods has long since disappeared."

Shaking his head, Charlie stepped forward and looked out the window side by side with Ning Feng, looking at the village that was gradually waking up.

The warm sunlight casts down from the sky, waking up the simple villagers who are about to work.

One by one, the farmers walked out of the houses, wiped their faces indiscriminately, and then walked towards the reclaimed farmland with farm tools.

"These are my subjects. They are hardworking and simple. Even if I restarted the caning at that time, no one wanted to escape."

When they passed by Charlie's door, they all consciously slowed down, for fear of waking up the sleeping priest.

"They believed in me and still worked day in and day out."

Before the productivity is really increasing rapidly, and before the machinery completely replaces the manpower, the laborers of every age are equally hardworking.

Working at sunrise and resting at sunset, they are the most industrious and hardest group of people.

But unfortunately, in many, many ages, their fate is also the most tragic.

Natural and man-made disasters are unpredictable, and their income cannot be guaranteed.

Most of the fruits of labor that should belong to him will be collected by the lord of the territory with various excuses, and the only thing left for him is just enough food for survival.

What is dark in the dark age is not just above the gods.

In that age of ignorance, in the era when theocracy descended above the royal power, the rulers blocked the wisdom of the people in order to maintain their power, which was also the most stringent.

A tenant farmer, his whole life, his grandparents will be tenant farmers for generations, and there is basically no hope of turning over.

Meeting a good lord is fine, meeting a greedy and evil lord, even such disgusting things as Chu Yequan have actually happened.

And how many guys like nobles can be really kind?

Slave trade, black market, Colosseum, black boxing, frenzied dance... how many nobles have never got involved in these quick-money businesses?

Therefore, the lives of most people at the bottom are extremely miserable.

"You may find it funny, but I think I deserve their love."

"Although I have devoted myself to the gods, I can confidently say that I am a good lord who will not shame my ancestors."

Nodding slightly to the farmers, Charlie watched them go into the distance.

"As long as they follow me and believe in the gods, I will exempt them from taxes for three years and teach their children how to read."

"In order to promote the love of the gods, I abolish all dark and cruel regulations."

Standing by his side, Ning Feng could clearly feel Charlie's eyes at this moment from his eyes without maggots, which were kind and slightly sad.

"My lord, I didn't think for a moment that all of this was just a dream, but...it's a pity that all of this is false."

Yes, it's all fake.

In Ning Feng's eyes, the villagers carrying farm tools had two faces, one was human and the other was undead.

They are living a false life.

By Ning Feng's side, Charlie was pretending to be ignorant, constantly confusing himself.

Disturbed by this repressed emotion, Ning Feng calmed down a little, he thought for a while and asked:

"If it is said that faith used to be all that supported you... what about now?"

After being taken aback for a moment, Charlie, who had maintained a serious expression from last night until early morning, smiled.

Looking at the figures who were about to disappear into the distance, he said softly:

"They are my strength."

very good!

Ning Feng, who was watching the smiling priest in the sunshine, shook his head with a smile and almost applauded for him.

This awareness is really great!

Congratulations, you turned your back on the wrong path, turned to the light, and finally chose the right script for your life.

It's almost like an uncle who recognized the scumbag, found his goal again, and was reborn from the midlife crisis.

...Uh, although the analogy is a bit strange, it doesn't matter!

Very attractive.

"Speaking of...why do you call me my lord?"

Ning Feng suddenly realized something that he subconsciously ignored. Why is Charlie so respectful to him?

vigilance!

I remember, I don't seem to have played any strange things with you.

Don't make such a strange unfolding, hey!

The cp I want to give you is about the same age as you, so don't set up a branch line here.

I'm not gay.

"Because you let me see my true heart clearly, you are the one who redeemed me."

Redemption?

Shrugging his shoulders, Ning Feng didn't really care about Charlie's respect.

"It's too early to say redemption, maybe I'm just a lunatic talking nonsense."

No matter how much you respect me, I can't let you get rid of it now.

Speaking of which, if you took such a script, what about me?

What kind of script did I take again?

"Rebel against the gods and free the poor innocent from the curse..."

Suddenly, an inspiration flashed, Ning Feng blinked his eyes:

"Speaking of which, isn't this a very domineering script for a brave man?"

A hero summoned from another world tries to save the world.

Praising his sudden thought, Ning Feng laughed.

"Okay, since I have made such a choice, then I am a brave man."

now.

There are demons who call themselves "braves".

"The first step is to set a goal that no one but the brave can achieve...achievement."

Rebelling against the gods and trying to save a world that has been trapped for thousands of years is not arrogant.

Raising his hand and patting Charlie's shoulder, Ning Feng turned and walked towards the door.

"Are you leaving?"

"Yeah, since I said I want to help you, then I won't break my promise."

Pausing at the door, touching the sackcloth on his body, Ning Feng turned around and said with a smile:

"However, before that, can you prepare something for me?"

Look, if I were a hero...

Is it reasonable for me to pluck the wool of the villagers and rummage through their boxes?

No one will resist it.

really.

Charlie did not refuse after being stunned for a moment, nodded and said:

"As you wish."

……

After entrusting Charlie with some materials he needed, Ning Feng greeted him.

"Where are you going?"

Walking to the door, waving his hands without looking back, Ning Feng said:

"I'm fine, I'll take a stroll around the village."

As a brave man who has just embarked on a journey, the second step is indeed to recruit companions.

Walking on the dirt road in the village, Ning Feng carefully avoided the muddy places.

The peeping eyes disappeared yesterday evening, and the atmosphere of the whole town seemed to have quietly changed a lot, becoming more friendly.

"It feels like the connection between this town and Charlie goes deeper than I thought."

While thinking about it, Ning Feng found his target, and waved his hand at the fat man who was acting awkwardly in the distance.

"Jack."

Turning his head when he heard the call, Jack's expression, which was distorted by pain, changed, and he ran towards Ning Feng excitedly:

"grown ups!!!"

Standing in place waiting for the other party to come over, Ning Feng was originally smiling inscrutablely, but soon his face changed slightly.

Uh uh.

Have you ever had this experience...a person calling out to you and running towards you with an excited expression on his face?

Ning Feng has them.

Jiang Wan always likes to do this kind of thing, and in the end she will jump up and jump on Ning Feng's body, and the two of them will bump into each other.

This experience, you may have experienced.

But is there a ball-like creature that weighs more than [-] kilograms and runs towards you excitedly?

Don't come here!

His face changed slightly, Ning Feng raised his hand to stop the brutality of the wild humanoid dump truck:

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Stop it, I said stop it!

With one foot after another in the mud, Jack finally stopped the car in front of Ning Feng.

"grown ups!"

Smiling and nodding, Ning Feng twitched the corners of his mouth and deliberately asked:

"How is your body recovering?"

clap clap clap!

Patting his chest hard, Jack said proudly:

"My lord, please don't worry! It's just a whip mark, I'm very strong! And the pastor is actually very kind, and won't really be cruel."

Oh?

Was the chain last night a welt in his eyes?

"Is there anything you want from me? Is there anything I can do for you?"

Looking at his small eyes that were staring hard, Ning Feng seemed to be able to hear the classic beep.

【Clang clang clang! 】

[Militiaman Jack sent you an invitation to join the team! 】

"Well, as long as you are fine... I want to ask you, is there any room in Graywater Town that has been vacant for a long time?"

【reject! 】

Ruthlessly cutting off this possibility, Ning Feng has no interest in the casually thrown away meat shield.

A little bit lost, but Jack quickly adjusted his mood and asked respectfully:

"Yes, my lord, do you want to stay?"

"No, take me to have a look, maybe..."

Will meet some friends.

……

……

Following Jack through three empty houses, Ning Feng asked Jack to wait in the distance to go forward alone when passing the fourth one.

dong dong.

Gently knocking on the door gently, Ning Feng asked in a gentle voice:

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

The room was silent, and no one answered.

Obviously no one was there, but Ning Feng had an intuition that the other party should be carefully watching his every move right behind the door.

"Please don't be afraid, I'm a good guy, really."

Still did not answer, but the smile did not diminish, Ning Feng said to himself:

"Is it really gone? It's really a pity."

Turned around and left without any surprise.

Is it an illusion?

Ning Feng didn't think there would be a problem with his perception. The current situation was probably because the other party didn't want to show up.

After walking a few steps, Ning Feng suddenly turned his head and smiled at the closed door:

"My attitude will not change. When you are willing to come to see me, you can come to me."

Breaking and entering is really rude...

It's not there yet.

After all, the feeling the other party gave him seemed somewhat familiar.

And as a good young man in the new era who has a good style and never makes enemies with others.

Those who can give Ning Feng a vague impression are most likely not enemies.

After all, Ning Feng never had any enemies.

If there is a grudge, it is usually reported on the spot.