Text Volume 931: Finding the Drop of Blood "Huh, Yi Di, they are just like beasts. They are afraid of power but not virtuous, and the monsters should be like this!"
Xie Zhenqing didn't look at them, but their reactions were all expected, and they wanted this effect.
Although he is a great monster, he is familiar with scriptures and understands through practice that controlling these monsters has never relied on fame and morality, but on strength and interests!
Only by making them fearful and coveted by strength, power, and interests can we better control them and drive them!
"Humans are better. Humans are domesticated dogs. Even if they don't have strength and power, they can still make them habitually obedient for a period of time."
"The demon clan has only animal nature, and its face changes extremely quickly, so fast that you can't see them all."
"Unfortunately, I am the great demon."
Feeling that the surrounding atmosphere was becoming anxious, Xie Zhenqing chuckled and said, "Go ahead and kill him!"
With this sound, the surrounding air seemed to change suddenly.
A strange sound suddenly appeared and then disappeared in an instant. The only light source here was the candle, which was constantly swaying in the wind.
As a result, strange shadows appeared on the wall of the secret passage. They whizzed past, bared their teeth and claws, and looked crazy.
These are all monsters. Because of the benefit of giving a drop of blood, they all left madly and rushed out.
The previous depression seemed to be swept away, and everyone seemed to have regained their fighting spirit.
"However, defeat is the nature of animals, and success is also the nature of animals. As long as animals have meat, if they were defeated yesterday, they will be fine today immediately, but humans cannot."
Xie Zhenqing looked at the disappearing monsters, then looked down at the civet cat who immediately fell into a coma after swallowing half a drop of blood, but with a happy face. The corners of his originally smiling mouth went back, and the smile faded, revealing a calm and cold look.
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"There is indeed a lot of knowledge within human beings."
"The Art of War says that when a lion fights a rabbit, he must use all his strength." Xie Zhenqing murmured, "Let's not give the enemy any chance to breathe and grow."
"If something went wrong the first time, would I be stupid enough to kill people again and again?"
"As long as you find Xie Hongdao, that's when I take action to kill him."
Zhou Mansion
The third-rank mansion is naturally not small, with a size of ten acres, but it is not too big at this time. According to the imperial court system, officials of the third rank and above have 20 acres, fourth- and fifth-rank officials have 10 acres, sixth- and seventh-rank officials have 5 acres, and seventh- and eighth-rank officials have 3 acres.
Jiupin has 2 acres, and people are not allowed to exceed 1 acres.
Therefore, the Zhou Mansion still restrained, only half of the upper limit. There was also a back garden, beside the waterside pavilion, and beside the rockery. Two maids were there to serve them. Only a girl was seen practicing swordsmanship. There was no one in the garden, especially no male, so the girl was dressed in clothes to practice martial arts.
He was dressed in clothes, with a graceful figure, holding a thin sword in his hand, and playing with each move.
But the speed of her sword dance was very slow, so slow that every move was soft and anyone could see it clearly.
However, because of Xu's extremely beautiful figure, even though he was slow to a certain extent, his slowness revealed a strange rhythm. Although there was no accompaniment, it was as if he was performing a stunning sword dance.
The maid Shiqin, who had been by her side all the time, couldn't take her eyes off it and thought the dance was so beautiful!
This dance is so beautiful!
In fact, she was not the only one. Almost everyone who had seen her young lady dancing with a sword thought that it was a dance, and no one thought that it was a practice of swordsmanship.
Such soft and slow swordsmanship is indeed very enjoyable to watch, but who can kill people?
After practicing for a while, just when the maid was watching with great interest, she saw that the young lady's expression changed slightly. She suddenly stopped and murmured. The tip of Shi Qin's ears seemed to hear what the young lady said: "
It's you, I finally found you."
Finally found you? Who did I find? Isn’t the lady practicing sword practice?
Shi Qin looked confused, thinking that he might have heard wrongly.
But even if she heard it wrong, the young lady suddenly stopped and muttered to herself. This situation seemed a bit strange.
She had been ordered by the madam to follow the young lady at all times, and if the young lady behaved strangely, she should report it immediately.
But is the current situation considered strange?
Just as she was thinking this, the lady who was facing her sideways suddenly turned her head and glanced at her.
"Huh?"
Just as Shi Qin's eyes met the young lady's, a wave of sleepiness suddenly came over her, leaving her almost unable to resist. Once the sleepiness swept over her, it was really hard to hold her eyelids.
Shi Qin felt even more tired both physically and mentally. She was so tired that she didn't resist at all. She just turned around and walked back from the front of the house step by step. After entering the house, she went directly into the inner room and fell down on the small bed under the big bed, her eyes
As soon as I closed it, I fell asleep.
"Oh, my parents are united."
Shi Qin's supervision is actually the kindness of the parents. No matter which parent discovers that their daughter has something abnormal, and it lasts for several months, it will always happen.
Zhou Yao stood there, sheathed her sword, and only glanced towards the sky, then heard a distant cry. In the blink of an eye, a black spot appeared in the sky, and the giant eagle hovering high silently swooped down.
fell in front of her.
"Go and find that drop of blood."
"I want to see who has usurped the blood of my Dragon Lord, manipulated wind and rain, manipulated authority, and ruined the overall situation like this."
Zhou Yao's eyes were cold. When she woke up, she realized that all her plans were messed up. Her daughter almost died when she was a young dragon, and it turned out that the dragon's body was heavy and almost fell.
All of this was caused by a demon manipulating wind and rain and manipulating power in her name, which led to backlash.
With a command, Zhou Yao jumped up lightly, and the giant eagle carried it effortlessly. With another soft cry, it took off directly into the air and sped towards a certain place.
Zhennanbo Mansion
The size of the residence is quite large, with numerous pavilions, pavilions and pavilions. The flowers and trees are also lushly decorated and covered with verdant greenery.
However, although the scenery remains the same, everyone is in a panic. The dignified uncle's mansion, which used to be so majestic in the past, is now like a phoenix that has lost its hair, and the entire mansion appears embarrassed and embarrassed.
The plaques have been removed a long time ago, starting from the entrance of the house and pushing them inward. All things that should not be used by civilians have been collected. Houses and courtyards that should not be used by civilians have been modified as much as possible, and those that cannot be modified for the time being have been sealed.
No one is allowed in.
All the servants who could leave were gone. Those who had sold themselves in the house and could not redeem themselves had no choice but to stay, but all of them felt as if they were mourning for their heirs, with no energy at all.
In the past, I thought everything was fine, but after I was deprived of my title, everything became colder.
In such a huge mansion, you can even hear some strange noises in the middle of the night, which makes people feel scared.
This is a sign of decline and decline, and the popularity is gone.
In normal times, Mrs. Bo would be busy every day. The stewards would need to come to her to get tickets and pick up things from the warehouse, and the stewards from all over the place would also need to report to her on their work.
As the hostess, she is so busy that even drinking water is considered a break.
Externally, she is also needed to socialize.
As an uncle, even if he keeps a low profile on weekdays, he is still the best in this three-acre area of the capital! Naturally, the hostess of the uncle often receives various invitations. She can't go to all of them, but she can't go to all of them either.
Not going.
She receives several invitations every day, and she has to sift through them. These also require energy and time to deal with.
At that time, Mrs. Uncle often told her confidants: It would be great if I could have some free time. It would be very comfortable to stay in such a mansion without going out and just rest for a period of time.
Now everything is just as she said.
Now that she has some free time, there is no need to go out and guard this mansion. No one will invite her to this banquet or that party again.
Isn't it just a break?
But her heart felt as if it had been boiled with oil, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.
At this moment, she was sitting in the hall, still trying hard to look the same as before, but she could no longer wear many jewelry, and she couldn't eat well or sleep well. Her face looked bad and haggard, which made people feel sad just looking at her.
Xie Hongdao stood beside her, and in front of them stood some stewards, both men and women, all with their heads lowered.