"Oh maa!" Screams suddenly came from mid-air. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's just that, maybe because the wind is a little stronger, the scream seems a little strange, and the tone is obviously distorted.

After dozens of breaths, the screams grew louder and louder, and even the people who were still working in the fields seemed to hear the movement, and raised their heads one after another, squinting their eyes to see where the strange sound came from.

In the gaze of dozens of people with strange expressions, a black dot gradually became clear from small to large, so clear that they could all see the source of the scream.

A white chubby guy with black hair.

Like the moody devils of the legendary Devil's City, only without fangs, horns, and wings.

"Listen to me, this may really be something from the legendary Devil's City!" In the farmland not far away, a farmer said in a low voice with a glint in his eyes.

Beside him, the bodies of the rest of the people, who had been a little calm, couldn't help but tremble slightly, and their faces turned pale in an instant, as if they had heard the most terrible news.

"Old Hans, are you telling the truth? This... Isn't this bluffing us, is it? After a short silence, the crowd finally couldn't help but break the suffocating silence.

This is a middle-aged man with a cowardly face, and his face like the vicissitudes of old bark shows that his life is not satisfactory.

In fact, judging by the patched clothes and dark skin of these farmers, they did not lead a carefree life.

"Yes, old Hans, although there are one or two of the same characteristics, they are still very different from the legendary group of demons, right?" Others chimed in and prayed silently.

"Hey, you'll have to trust me this time! Although I have done some unreliable things before, and I have deceived everyone like this once or twice, but isn't that forced by life? The old man named Old Hans touched his head, and seemed a little embarrassed.

Then, he looked around again, and said: "Listen to me, my family has circulated a fragment of a book before, recording anecdotes from the ancestors period, although it is badly damaged, but there is still some information..."

After a pause, when he saw that everyone was attracted to him, he nodded secretly and said again: "In there, there is a description of the Devil's City in a few words. I see that this thing falling from the sky is exactly the same as the description of the imp in it! ”

"Imp? What is that? "The onlookers were a little confused and didn't know why. They are still very new to this.

"The little imp is a demon who has not yet given birth to fangs, wings, etc., and has no ability to attack," replied old Hans, clearing his throat.

Under his eyes, there was a palpable jealousy, and some other gazes.

It seems to be a little banter.

"What?!" The onlookers exclaimed, and then, as if they realized something, they covered their mouths and looked at a field not far away with fear and hatred.

The so-called imp fell in the farmland.

"Since this little imp has not yet grown up and is not capable of attacking, we should strangle it in the cradle!" After a few breaths, someone proposed, in a ferocious tone.

"Yes, this kind of scourge must not be kept!" Almost at the same time, the proposal was accepted by the majority.

"Uh..." Old Hans suddenly had a stunned expression on his face, as if he didn't expect that the originally kind and cowardly villager would become like this.

Then, he suddenly passed on the terrible nature of the devil by word of mouth. Therefore, in the hearts of the villagers, they have long hated this group of creatures.

"You people are really confused!" He pondered for a moment, then shook his head, revealing an expression of hatred that could not be made of steel.

"Why, isn't it right for us to do this?" The farmer, who had previously proposed to strangle the imp, raised his eyebrows and said in an unkind tone.

"Crewe, although we are not on good terms, you don't need to target me this time, because I am thinking about everyone!" Old Hans said righteously.

Then, without waiting for the farmer to question again, he continued, "Think, if we kill this little imp as quickly as we can, it will not do us any good, but will cause great danger. ”

"Why?" Someone frowned, puzzled.

"If we can deal with it and don't leak the news, forget it, if the demons in the demon city know, what do you think will happen to us? I'm afraid there is no other possibility than to be slaughtered, right? ”

"Besides, even if that little imp doesn't have the ability to attack now, if he has a special body and can't be killed, we will completely fight against him, and we will never recover! So—" said old Hans in a deep voice.

He deliberately stopped, no longer speaking, and looked profound.

"So how?" Some people couldn't help it and asked questions urgently.

"Yes, old Hans, you are well-informed, don't sell it, talk to us!" Others spoke out.

Hearing this, the corner of Old Hans's mouth pulled out a nonchalant smile, he knew that his goal had been achieved.

"So, from now on, we can no longer be overtly hostile to it... Even, it is better to be able to make a good friend with him and make a good impression on him. In this way, I can't say that I can rely on this little ghost to protect me in the future. ”

"Hmph, even if there is some truth in what you said, old Hans, let me put aside my prejudices and make friends with my enemies, and live in harmony with them, but..."

Then, he caught a glimpse of the faces of other people who were not so good, so he changed his words and said: "At most, I don't make enemies, let me please me, but it is impossible!" ”

"That's it, don't say deliberately flattering, just ignore his existence..."Someone next to him comforted, not wanting the relationship between the two to be rigid anymore.

"Old Hans, you don't remember villains, I didn't do well before, and I was a little prejudiced against you... Can you tell me about any taboos for imps? You also know that we have a lot of children..."Beside the old Hans, an old man of the same age bowed his body and said softly and flatteringly.

"Come on, Xia Xia, your family will have two children in Xikai and Xi, don't be close to old Hanstao. Old Hans, you see we're doing well, and we're four of us—" Someone stretched out his hand and interrupted the old man's words.

"Old Hans, so is our family..."The rest of the farmers reacted one after another, and squeezed in front of old Hans, for fear that they would be ignored, or that they would be pushed to the edge and miss important information from Old Hans's mouth.

"Uh~~" Old Hans was stunned, a little stunned, he didn't expect his status to rise so quickly in a blink of an eye!

Originally, he just wanted to prevent everyone from looking down on him anymore.

"Hey, boy, you've done me a great favor, and you've finally freed me from an awkward position—" Old Hans said silently, very happy.

"I just didn't expect these guys to be so ignorant and so easy to deceive. I just made up a few words from the legend of the Demon City, and I bluffed them into having no masters. Hmph, you guys usually make things difficult for me and ridicule me in a thousand ways, but now you are close to me as if you are nothing, you are really thick-skinned! The rest of his thoughts were swirling in his mind, but his face did not move, and he spoke eagerly to the peasants.

"Don't blame me, you kid, God knows what kind of monster you threw down? Although I deceived them through you, I also stopped them from killing you, which can be regarded as saving your life, so that it is clear..."

"No matter how hard they make it for you in the future, it has nothing to do with me, and I don't have time to have anything to do with you!" Glancing at the field again, old Hans felt no more guilty or guilty, and beckoned the group to his house to talk about the details of the imps and the demons.

Of course, he just made it up himself.

When the peasants heard old Hans's words, they were overjoyed, and their praise for him was overflowing, saying that old Hans had a large number of them, and that they did not treat them equally, and so on.

Of course, they were not polite, and after old Hans, a group of people walked mightily towards the small village not far away.

Crewe walked last, silent, and also glanced at the place where the so-called "imp" had fallen, with deep resentment and resentment.

The white, chubby, black-haired guy was still lying in the field, and he didn't move for a long time...