"When I come here this time, I first bring a message for Lord Helen. The palace will hold a palace ball for Lord Helen tonight. In order to prevent you from worrying, Lord Helen specifically requested Your Majesty to let us inform Lord Richard...
Well... Richard, your Majesty." Green Party Sword Saint Hiller was obviously still a little uncomfortable with the fact that Lord Feilengcui had become the Divine Comedy Shaman, so he made a small slip of the tongue.
"It's Helen's blessing to be invited by His Majesty to attend the palace dance." Liu Zhenzhen curled his lips. Anyone with any brains could see that he was being pretentious when he said this: "I already know about this matter. How much trouble is there?
Sir, it's already late, so I won't send you far."
"Wait a minute, Your Majesty, we Green Party members have one more thing that we want to trouble Your Majesty Richard." Hiller, a Green Party officer, looked at His Majesty the Divine Comedy Shaman with piercing eyes: "About Owen and Mo
Fei, of course, there are also Hargreaves and Baros who are far away in Feilengcui. I actually heard that they appeared on the front line during the desert battle last year, and I also found out through other channels.
They are now following His Majesty Richard. Originally, I wanted to take time to go to Feilengcui sometime because the four of them are members of our Green Party clan.
, I hope they can end their wandering life as soon as possible, return to our big Green Party family, and fulfill their most noble racial responsibility------get married and have children..."
"Please pay attention to your wording, Mr. Officer." Liu Zhanzhen sneered: "The four mantis monks are not wanderers. They are following the best priests in the kingdom. Your words seem to be contemptuous of divine authority."
"Your Majesty, the population of the Green Party has reached the brink of extinction. We urgently hope that every man of the right age in the Green Party will take on the important mission of continuing future generations. If everyone is like Owen and the others, then the last Zerg Behemoth
Wouldn't it just be dissipated in the wind? I don't think even the benevolent God of War wants to see this responsibility?" Although the label of contempt for divine power is a big one, the one-eyed dragon Shearer is obviously not a fledgling swordsman.
Of course, he would not be fooled by these few words. Instead, he made a sincere and generous speech, which made the heads of the two mantis monks Owen and Murphy almost hang to the ground.
"Child Maria~ Sir Hiller, you said this, but His Majesty Richard is the messenger of God, and the God of War might actually agree to this." O'Neill scratched his neck and spoke forcefully.
"Really?" Hiller stared at O'Neal coldly. O'Neal was not afraid of him. He rolled his eyes and looked irrelevant.
"Sorry Sir Hiller, these Green Party members under my command have converted to the ascetic teachings, and the ascetic teachings have a clause of "abstinence" that allows them to go back to get married and have children. I don't think I can help you." Liu Zhencheng was helpless.
shrugged his shoulders.
What a joke! The four praying mantis monks from Feilengcui have followed Lao Liu through life and death since they started in Feilengcui. They are the Huangpu clique in the Central Army and the Gestapo in the SS. How can they take them home with just a few words?
What's more, the Green Party clan has a damn tradition. On the wedding night, the bride will eat off the groom's entire head and let her direct descendants carry on the family line. Old Liu agreed with both hands, but put them back to death. Several monks
Yes, Liu Zhencheng himself is not willing yet. Elder Andulan has trained them for ten years. Where can he find four such outstanding monks?
"Your Majesty, you are also a clergyman. Don't you mind that Owen and Murphy actually betrayed the God of War? Such traitors should be punished by us!" St. Hiller, the Green Party knife, grabbed hold of him at once.
He asked Owen and Murphy's braids, and in turn questioned Lao Liu. Although the Beamon Kingdom is not as strict on religious issues as humans, as a Beamon, he does not believe in shamanic teachings but converted to ascetic teachings. If we look deeper,
, it’s not impossible to make use of the topic. Bringing the matter to the Inquisition will definitely cause a series of troubles. Of course, no priest will care too much about this kind of thing. After all,
For a priest, having a monk or human priest among his followers is a hundred times more powerful than a witch doctor.
"Mr. Shearer, your chirping and eloquent words make me really doubt that you are a member of the long-lost Newcastle Magpie clan rather than the Green Party. As you said, converting to ascetic teachings is indeed contrary to our tradition.
But..." Liu Zhencheng pointed to his nose: "...Have you seen, who am I? I am a Divine Comedy Shaman! And we Behemoth and the temple have always admitted that
There is not only one god in this world. We only think that the God of War, Campas, is the most noble god in the world! So, as the supreme god, there must be a few minor gods who follow him and do chores behind him.
Right? As the appointed spokesperson of the God of War, I can now accept and absorb the monks to become a part of the Behemoth Temple, and give them the original position of "Witch Doctor Priest" responsible for medical treatment in the Summer Palace of the God of War. Then their identities
Isn’t it over?”
"Then what if I am still prepared to take them away?" The Green Party Swordsman Saint Hiller could not quibble with this new Divine Comedy Shaman, so he simply came hard, with a cold look in his eyes.
"It's been a long time since I've heard anyone dare to say that to me with your tone." Liu Zhencheng crossed his arms and looked at the Green Party Sword Master with a smile on his face: "You might as well give it a try, my
Children, we Behemoths have a saying - a biting Doug never barks."
The three magicians stood up from the bar in the distance. The crystal staffs in their hands pushed aside the wooden wine glasses with foamy ale, and aimed them at the four Green Party Sword Saints. Except for the little giant and the little
Cui was still pulling out his white hair. Fei Luo, O'Neill, and Duncan all stood up with bad expressions. I don't know when it started, but there were more than a dozen sturdy figures of militiamen in the bar, with cold weapons.
The whole bar was filled with chilly reflections. As soon as a group of low-level Behemoth priests who were drinking wine saw signs that the magicians were taking action, they all stood up in a panic, opened the hinged door in a noisy manner, and fled.
This is a place of right and wrong.
The dark green pupils of the four Mantis Sword Saints were all focused on Liu Zhenhan alone, completely turning a deaf ear to the eager gazes around him.
"Your Majesty, let me say it one last time, please respect the tradition of our Green Party." Hiller, the swordsmanship instructor of the Guards, had a stern look on his face, and put his hands on the handle of the cavalry sword at his waist.
"Green Party, in the past, anyone could refuse to give face to the Divine Comedy Shaman, but that is definitely not possible now. As long as I become the Divine Comedy Shaman, all the rules will have to change." Liu Zhenhan smiled faintly: "You can still do it while you can.
Go out and leave quickly. If you really want to take action, the Green Party may have superb swordsmanship, but they are surrounded from all sides. No matter how exquisite their swordsmanship is, it will be in vain if they lose the space to maneuver."
"Are you threatening us?" A Green Party Sword Saint was angry. He spread out his arm knife behind Hiller and slashed hard with a dark iron handle that was longer than others, pressing his arm from a few meters away.
Fei Luo's knife action shocked several Green Party members, with deep disbelief in their eyes.
"Last warning, don't act rashly again!" Master Ortega, who was standing at the bar, had a tone as hot as a flame.
"Boss! Don't do this! Master, don't do this! They are our compatriots! They are our tribesmen!" The two mantis monks, Owen and Murphy, were extremely anxious and hurriedly came up to smooth things over.
"In addition, let me tell you that the Green Party is not the only Zerg. The return of Yuanfuri Butterfly and Skade Cicada has made me the nominal leader of the Zerg Behemoth. You few little guards instructors
You are not qualified to negotiate any terms with me, so it is better to ask your clan leader to come." Liu Zhenshao pointed at the four Mantis Sword Saints with his finger, and smiled sarcastically: "If the kingdom's priests just give them to a few of you, it will be fine.
If you keep threatening me, why bother going to the battlefield or accomplishing any feats? Just buy a kitchen knife and wipe your neck!"
"I remember your words. I hope you understand how much blasphemy it is to go against the tradition of a Behemoth race." The Green Party Blade Saint Hiller's chest heaved violently, holding back the anger in his heart, and spoke.
Said word by word.
"Whenever your Green Party bride changes her habit of chewing the groom's head, I will." Liu Zhenzhen smiled nonchalantly.
Seeing the four Green Party Sword Saints angrily leaving the bar, the two Mantis monks were anxiously circling around, muttering what to do, what to do. The strictness of the clan rules was indeed beyond anything in the kingdom.
No authority may interfere.
"What are you afraid of?" Liu Zhenshao comforted the two monks: "The soldiers are coming to stop you. As long as I am here, who can take you away? If you want to fight, I will accompany the entire Green Party clan! Damn! It's just a small race of a hundred people. I use people
Naval tactics can also turn them into grasshoppers.",
"That's not what we meant." Owen and Murphy jumped anxiously. They really didn't want to see the lord crippling all the Green Party members.
"Where are the two boss ladies? Nothing will happen if you attend a ball in the palace, right?" O'Neill asked a little worriedly: "Those four Greens are officers of the Imperial Guard!"
"Something happened? Haha, according to Mo'er and Avril's personality of fearing chaos in the world, it would be strange if they didn't demolish the palace if something happened!" Liu Zhenzhen laughed: "Aren't you looking for desert human bandits to report to Maple Leaf for Helen?
There is a blood feud in the village. I would have gone back to Feilengcui and become the grass-headed king. They should not force me to go that far."
"Then what should we do now?" Fei Luo returned the knife to its sheath and spread his hands: "Is it possible to keep waiting like this?"
"Don't think that the king is so miserable. He could have driven the barbarian empire in the Southern Cross Forest to the other side of the mountain ten years ago, and gathered the Peel and Fox tribes to join him. The king is definitely not that bad.
Such short-sighted fools, only a fool like Prince Richard can do such nonsense in your mind. If the king can do it, then how can he be crowned Crown of Thorns continuously and not abdicate for twenty-five years?
Can we also sort out the Behemoth Kingdom and slowly restore its vitality? Behemoth and Behemoth are not the same, even the son is the same as me. A real man will inevitably have an unvirtuous wife and an unfilial son, and I have many heroic sons who are cowards."
Liu Zhenshao pointed to himself shamelessly and said: "For example, my two sons, the Second Young Master and the Third Young Master, although they are not cowards, none of them are filial."
"Daddy is talking bad about us again." The second young master crept in through the crowd at the door, with a round, oily fish roe still stuck to his mouth.
"I have decided to report to Helen's mother what dad just said about Elf Sister!" The third young master also walked in with a big belly in his hands, shaking his head for a while.
Guo Guo flew into the bar on a little parrot and giggled as she looked at Liu Zhenzhen who rolled his eyes wildly.
"Why do these two halfling fools let you eat fish roe?" Liu Zhenzhen was furious: "I will skin them both and cover them up."
"Dad, don't interrupt! Tell us a story!" The second young master pouted, a little angry: "You promised us."
"Telling stories is not easy." Liu Zhancheng took off his hot porcupine skin robe, hugged his two sons with a smile, and sat one on his knees. He turned to O'Neal and said: "Fat man, go help me.
Cheney, the leader of the Hedgehog Clan of the Haigou Hong Clan, called over. Today, the old man, I want to get a tattoo while telling my son about ancient times."
"What are you getting a tattoo for? Do sacrifices also require tattoos?" O'Neill was surprised: "Is it possible that a few days ago you mixed a pot of paste with firefly butts, pigeon blood, cinnabar and so on, just for today's tattoo?"
"Of course, the "strength pattern" follows the tattoo. I only have one tattoo. Isn't it a waste? If I get three more tattoos on my arms and back, I will use four shields. This time I have invisible fluorescent tattoos. Damn it.
A tiger descending from the mountain is tattooed on the back! Haigou Hong is not good at tattooing, so I don’t trust them to do it!” Liu Zhenzhen laughed loudly: “Go, Fei Luo, your knife skills are superb, bring me a razor, and give me a punk shave for my brother.
A hairstyle with a bunch of hair standing on end in the middle."
"Why don't you get a tattoo of a descending tiger on your back? Why not a descending pig? If you get a tattoo of a tiger, others will say that you are selling yourself out." O'Neal grinned widely.
"Silly B, what kind of surrender is that? Just for prestige, taking refuge with Tiger? It's a shame that I took refuge with him!" Liu Zhenzhen sneered: "It's better for them to take refuge with me."
"We want it too!" The second young master and the third young master said with their arms raised. Guoguo also came over, pointing to her big belly, and strongly recommended it.
"What kind of tattoos do children get! Only bad boys get tattoos!" Liu Zhenzhen gave him a slap in the face.
"Then I want to hear a story." The third young master wrinkled his little nose and grabbed his father's thick chest hair.
"Don't worry, daddy will tell you the story of Prince Richard." Liu Zhencheng wiped his nose, weighed it in his mind, picked one that was passable, sorted out his thoughts, and said slowly:
"Prince Richard, do you know who he is?"
The second young master and the third young master nodded together, and Guoguo also nodded with her big eyes blinking.
"As for Prince Richard, he likes to go to the forest alone and take off his clothes to bask in the sun. As a result, one day, a little Fox girl came to the forest to pick mushrooms and counted them while picking... 1... 2
"Why is she counting?" Third Young Master asked stupidly.
"Because we need to calculate numbers, Fox is naturally sensitive to numbers." Liu Zhencheng patted the third young master on the head and chuckled: "So, when this little Fox girl came to Prince Richard, she focused her eyes.
At first glance, wow, what a big mushroom! So she went to pull it out, but the numbers she counted in her mouth kept locking on...5...5...5..., and finally
The little girl failed to pick the mushroom, but Prince Richard felt that he had a great day, so he came to the forest to take a nap again the next day, and this time he still took off his clothes...
"
"Prince Richard is such a gangster!" the second young master said with a shaved face.
Guoguo covered her ears and stood on Liu Zhancheng's head, making a face.
"This guy is a gangster." Liu Zhencheng's smile became even worse: "This time he came to the forest again at noon and met a little girl picking mushrooms, but it was not the little Fox girl from yesterday.
But there was a little Orphan girl who was also picking and counting... 1... 2... 3... 4..."
"When the little girl from Orephion came to pick the mushroom next to Prince Richard, she also found a mushroom, so she stretched out her hand to pick it, counting in her mouth... 5... 5... 6
...7..." Liu Zhenchen laughed so hard that his whole body was shaking.
"Why did you count to seven? Didn't the little Fox girl yesterday always count to five?" the second young master asked strangely.
The surrounding militiamen were all snickering. They wanted to see how the lord would answer his son's question.
"Even if we were your father and I, if we met a little girl from Orphan, the number seven would be certain." Liu Zhencheng couldn't help but laugh wildly.
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I'll code a little more tonight and send it out tomorrow morning. It's just accompaniment to the suspension of production these days. I've been really unlucky recently. Grandma is also hospitalized. I have to organize a wedding reception next month. It's really busy.
Another question: Why can I listen to music just fine at noon on my newly bought ASUS A3E laptop, but not at night? What about the sound card problem? It pisses me off. Please give me some advice. (To be continued)