But not to mention what happened before, let's first say that Xiao Ming had just left on his front foot, and before a while, several people had already rushed in Chen She's tent.

If Xiao Ming was here, he would be surprised, because these people, Xiao Ming not only knew them, but there were also a few people, which Xiao Ming didn't expect. The high-spirited and bookish one in the lead was Wu Guang at a glance, and the last two, one was the kind old man who came to him in the previous chapter, and the other was the only fortune teller among their 900 people.

As soon as a few people gathered, they didn't rush to speak, and sat down beside Chen Shi with their hands and feet. Chen Shi glanced twice, and skillfully took a few wine glasses from the side, filled them with wine, and then opened his mouth: "Everything is arranged?"

"Of course." Wu Guang took the wine glass and answered.

"Everything is in order, only that last step is left." The big brother also hurriedly answered.

"What about the other side of town?" Chen Shi turned his eyes to look at the slightly embarrassed fortune teller. "Well, there is still a little problem, the Wang family, the concept is too rigid, and they refuse to agree." The fortune teller had a bitter face, but he had to pretend to be extraordinary, obviously angry at the Wang family in his mouth.

"It's okay, it's okay, when we enter the city, I don't believe him and don't know the times." Wu Guang glanced at it and continued. Chen Shi didn't say a word, and silently sipped his wine.

At this time, the old man suddenly spoke: "Brother Shi, I've always wanted to ask, don't blame me, didn't I say it, can this really be done?" What if we take all the towns? That Great Qin has thousands of soldiers and horses, and they can't crush our little ants?" Chen Shi put the wine glass down and said, "This Great Qin is already on the verge of leaning, not to mention how many people are eyeing the throne under the throne of that Huangkou child like us. But let's say that we little ants, as long as we operate a little, we can make his thousand-mile embankment collapse in one fell swoop! Besides, as far as I know, the rest of the guys are about to do it. Chen Shi suddenly stood up and said sharply: "We have to be fast, take the lead, this is our only advantage!"

Hearing this, Wu Guangying said: "That's exactly the reason, as long as we take the lead in setting an example, hum!" I don't believe that they are disrespectful! The old man was blindfolded, and stammered, "This ...... What should I do?"

Chen Shi and Wu Guang looked at each other and smiled, said nothing to each other, and only drank the wine in the cup. Although the old man was confused, he was not a stupid person, so he didn't ask in detail, but just drank, so the banquet opened again.

Click! Wait, according to the TV series, the scene here should slowly fade down. Three! Two! One! Dark!

Let's ignore those bleak scenes, it's still the main line.

Besides, that Xiao Ming has been sleeping since last night until now, with no shots, no descriptions, like a third-rate actor who pities himself against the shadow and then gives up on himself.

In the haze, Xiao Ming seemed to hear a burst of whispers coming from the far east.

It was a divine exclamation, like a prayer from heaven, that came through the clouds, and in his confusion he heard the voice in the sky trembling and saying, "Oh my God! I can't figure out the plot anymore, and I don't have to save the manuscript, what the hell should I do?" As the volume rises, the intonation of the voice becomes more and more rapid until it reaches a climax! "What should I do! You can't be in the water again, and if the plot drags on, you'll be immersed in the pig cage! Wang Xiaoming, what's going on! How do you write this kind of thing? How can I make Wang Xiaoming's kind of complaining to make my readers happy without flirting with my sister or fighting monsters! ”

Wang Xiaoming didn't seem to understand it, but it wasn't that he was stupid, and every letter he spit out seemed to him like an alien language, difficult to understand. But Xiao Ming is also an authentic sand sculpture, and at this moment, he was actually wondering if he had met the white-bearded old man to teach the Fa. I saw Xiao Ming's eyes shining, his hands kept rubbing, he looked impatient, and he was so excited. Then, as if remembering that he was too embarrassed to be like this, Xiao Ming straightened up, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Grandpa, do you need any help?" After saying that, Xiao Ming was a little remorseful, annoyed that he was so unqualified in his speech.

The one in the sky just heard Xiao Ming's complaint, just smiled indifferently and said, "If you really want to help me, emmm, give me some time to think about what you should do." ”

A minute later, Xiao Ming was full of anticipation......

Two minutes later, Xiao Ming was full of anticipation......

Half an hour later, Xiao Ming had a little anticipation......

Three hours later, Xiao Ming ...... It's so idle that it hurts.

Previously, Xiao Ming's heart was still constantly complaining and provoking countless body movements, trying to get rid of the boring predicament. Finally, he gave up, the weak soft mud on the yellow earth is the last glory of his once firm will, let us use applause, with cool passion, to mourn this boring and dying warrior!

Of course, all this is nonsense, how can the protagonist die? If this hangs up in this way, is it still the protagonist of rebirth? Looking at all the rivers and seas, there is no such precedent, how can I dare to do this?

Staring at the blue of the sky and feeling the heaviness of the earth, Wang Xiaoming snuggled tightly with his soul, turning his face and rolling, very bored. Xiao Ming is very autistic now, God knows what kind of place this is, even the customer service can't be contacted, not only boring but also flustered.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds surged between the heavens and the earth, and bursts of spring thunder rolled. Xiao Ming doesn't know what to think now, is it a pain in the egg? Or is it better to be happy? Just as Xiao Ming hesitated, the voice of the one in the sky came again: "Wang Xiaoming, I just need you to stay here until this time." ”

Xiao Ming suddenly felt confused, as if he had returned to the night of pain when he saw his good brother confess to his crush more than 10 years ago. I want to be speechless, and my heart is incomparably complicated. almost scolded: "You treat you as a funny day and comics!" ”

Before Xiao Ming finished complaining, his consciousness had already been swept out, and he was still scolding the street and blurting out, so he was stuffed back, leaving only a bunch of depression.

Xiao Ming doesn't know, why did that thing drag Xiao Ming for so long, in this dream, isn't time casual?

But when Xiao Ming woke up, everything became so clear.

Because he heard, the same voice from all over the world!

"Princes and generals, rather have a kind!"