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Chapter 872: Cry for help

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Xie Yanjie looked through the window at Wen Rensheng and the others walking away.

That man was indeed extraordinary, and no one associated with him was extraordinary.

Not only could he tell his true identity at a glance, Xie Zangyue also died because of a plot against him.

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

Anyway, when someone investigates it, they blame it on the alien species. Anyway, she has only mastered this seed of order for a short time.

So happily decided.

She thought this, and then smiled charmingly at the next alien.

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

"My family has three hundred hectares of gardens in the city." Xie Yanjie replied calmly.

Now she is no longer the woman who fishes for Kaizi for a mere 20 million.

"That's okay, you're busy."

Can you brag better than her?

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

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

This is the status of a mutant in a family. A mutant can support a family for two to three hundred years.

Time flies by, and at five o'clock in the afternoon, there is no one there.

At this time, an 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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"This is not good at all..."

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

"Using control and coercion as a means, and also adding disguise is a wrong way, and it is definitely not a royal way. The reason why people are human is that they have ideas and can be united by ideas and positions, rather than by some seemingly reliable people.

Use hard measures to control it.”

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"You have sat under the emperor's seat, so 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 simplest way to do things for you, rather than the most perfect method." Li Yuanfeng sighed, "I will tell you a story, you

I understand."

"Say it."

"I used to land a piece of land, but it was hot, humid, and diseased. Three generations of people had to cultivate and burn it before it could be livable."

"Later, I ordered immigration to be settled near each state capital. Do you know what they did?"

"Huh, other than cheating and cheating, what else can you do? This is a feudal dynasty after all." Wen Rensheng said disdainfully.

"Well, to tell you what you are saying, you can be a chief envoy. They first said that land would be allocated there, but no one believed it and no one would go, so they said that anyone who didn't go should come and sign under the big locust tree in the county town.

Draw a stamp."

"As a result, those who went to sign and sign were all tied up with ropes and sent to that barbaric place. I found out afterwards that not only could I not criticize them, but I also wanted to be promoted to a higher position."

Wen Rensheng was silent. He thought of his previous life, which was made of fine steel that had been tempered by blood and fire.

And this life is so smooth that some people don't have that kind of determination, so they naturally want to take shortcuts when doing things, instead of going deep into the essence and completely solving the matter.

What can he do?

If you want to change, it is possible, but it would be too tiring...

And I always feel that there will be huge danger, the kind of danger that is 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 someone who wants to be emperor.

With his power, he just needs to prevent Dongzhou from making the same mistake again.

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

I have been worrying a lot lately and I have to get back to sleep, otherwise my hair will fall out.

I heard that there is no relationship between being strong and losing your hair. No matter how strong you are, you will still be bald.

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

After falling asleep, he dreamed again.

This time, I dreamed of someone shouting "Teacher, help me..."

I have taught too many students, who are they?

Then he saw a scene.

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

There was a circle of people sitting around the dining table, with a huge silver plate on it.

There is a person lying on the silver plate.

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

He could only see the faces of the diners, all of them from Xizhou, showing smiles and joy.

That's the light of seeing food.

The diners couldn't move and were just shouting "Teacher, help me..."

"It's not cooked yet..." A diner heard the cry and suddenly said in disappointment.

"I can still speak, but of course I'm not familiar with it yet. Let's wait a little longer."

"Then just wait."

"Next time, maybe next time it won't be us, I want to eat it now!" a diner said crazily.

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 bright red mist spread out from the man's body and rushed towards the eager diner.

The next moment, the diner turned into a ball of bones.

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

“There’s one more appetizer.”

"Yes, there are still two soups missing."

Other diners were talking.

Wen Rensheng felt horrified when he heard this. Are these people eating people?

And they also eat their own people.

He looked at his surroundings carefully and had a vague idea.

Then he shouted in his sleep

"Xiao Huan, Xiao Huan?"

Then he heard Xiao Huan's puzzled voice.

"Master is still calling me even though he is asleep? It seems that even though he is very cruel, he still cares about me in his heart, hehe." Xiao Huan was giggling.

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

"No, you never forget to ask me to work even in your dreams. What kind of shady boss is this? He has to change jobs." Xiao Huan obviously forgot that Wen Rensheng was also awake in his dream.

There is no way, she is a child after all.

"Okay, even though I'm dreaming, I'm still awake. Answer my question."

"Oh, I sent a few idiots to go there to have a look. They said nothing seems to be happening there, but there are a few places that are still in the fog."

"Is that all?"

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

"Have you figured out the origins of those men in black robes?"

"Man in black robe, you didn't ask me to find out about them."

"Oh, now you find out where they come from."

"I know, let's have someone check it out."

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

"Master, sleep well and don't dream again. Dreaming is not good for sleep."

Wen Rensheng then fell into a deep sleep.

Who shouted "Teacher, save me" that lingers in my mind?

Why can't he always remember it? It shouldn't be because he can clearly remember the voices of everyone he knows.

There must be something interfering with the sound.

Maybe you can figure it out after you wake up.

Several hours later, Wen Rensheng finally woke up.

I saw it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

It's so comfortable. The job I most wished for in my previous life was that we could sleep until three o'clock.

He went to wash his face and thought about the dream for a while, but found that he still couldn't remember who the voice belonged to.

So he decided to ask his father to interpret his dream.

Wen Rende used to make a lot of money by interpreting people's dreams.

After all, dreams themselves are a kind of omen.

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


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