In a secluded courtyard in Wendeng City, in the main room, the fire of candles flickered on the walls, revealing a strange atmosphere. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info At this time, Yan Jiakang was sitting on the bed with his hands tied, feeling uneasy in his heart. There was movement outside, and the door opened, only to see two big men walking in with a tall and burly man. Dressed in purple silk, he was majestic and domineering. "Master, today our brothers are looking for a first-class product for your old man, a flower child, there is no background, please take a look!" One of the big men nodded his head and bowed his head with courtesy. The person who came was the military attache of Dengzhou Prefecture, Qianzong, who was full of Fucha Fusong.

Yan Jiakang pretended to be scared and looked at it secretly, the person who came was five big and three rough, different, and it was possible that he was an official. It took 4 hours before the protagonist appeared, indicating that he didn't live here. Obviously, in order to cover people's eyes and ears, this gay man did such an obscene thing in a foreign house, and in an instant, Yan Jiakang's murderous heart suddenly rose. Fucha Fusong stepped forward and held up Yan Jiakang's chin, revealing a lewd gaze. "Good facial features, fine skin and tender meat, you two did a good job, look at the reward!" Fucha Fusong took out a piece of silver. "Thank you, sir!"

"You guys go out, don't bother me without special circumstances!" Fucha stroked his cheek rudely, and a breath of wine spurted from his mouth. "Baby, wait for me, wait for me to bathe and change clothes, be happy and happy!" Fucha Fusong left with a lewd smile after speaking. Soon, there was a sound of taking a shower in the next room. At this time, Yan Jiakang's sense of humiliation surged and he was extremely angry. After calming down for a moment, he began to ponder what to do with the clouds. With his "weak" body, he can't deal with two big men, let alone deal with this big guy. Once again, he admonished himself to be calm and outwitted.

"Baby, I'm here in a hurry!" Yan Jiakang got goosebumps all over his body when he heard this. I saw that Fucha Fusong had changed into a white silk hexagram, and his black chest hair was exposed. "Baby, as long as you serve me comfortably, I will reward you!" "Slow down, sir!" Yan Jiayasu showed a submissive demeanor, signaling that his hands were tied. "Blame me for being reckless and forgetting to untie you!" Fucha loosened the rope and was unguarded. Yan Jiayasu made a quick move to quickly support his chin, and his other hand held the back of his head and twisted it with all his might.

There was a slight click, and Fucha Fusong's eyes widened suddenly, a smiling face distorted, his pupils dilated, and he fell to the ground and died. Yan Jiayasu seemed to have no strength to sit on the ground. At this time, he stared nervously outside the door, and there was no movement outside. Leaned over and snorted, confirming that he was dead. Yan Jiakang dragged Fucha Fusong to the bed, then walked to the door and peeked out, but there was no one outside. The two big men can remember their appearances, and they must not leave their mouths alive. I gently opened the door and found that the window of the wing room was shining. Sneak up in front of the window of the wing room and poke a hole in the window paper with your fingers.

Under the candlelight in the room, two big men were drinking each other, drinking vigorously. "Big brother, why do you say that my lord has this hobby, and he likes young and handsome men?" "Salty and don't worry about eating radishes, as long as the lord is happy, you and I don't have to worry about eating and drinking spicy food, maybe tomorrow morning the lord will be happy and rewarded." "Big brother, this kid has fine skin and tender meat, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a person who asks for food!" "Maybe it's because the children of rich families are in trouble, so they ask for food. It's better this way, and no one will pay attention??????。 Yan Jiayasu returned to the house and blew out the candles.

I don't know how long it took, but Yan Jiayasu woke up from his sleep. He looked at the dead man on the bed, but there was no trace of fear, and he was still calm, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised. It seems that people's ability to adapt, especially to survive, is not constrained by "noble sentiments", but is determined by the environment. came to this era, and in just 20 days, he turned into a ruthless killer. Yan Jiakang did not hesitate at all, tiptoed into the wing, and did not hesitate to use "unique skills".

Solved the two big men, and then took a turn in the courtyard. The courtyard is not large, the main house is in the middle, the left and right wings are symmetrical, and the gate is an alley. Yan Jiayasu returned to the main room and lit the candle anew. After a careful search, Yan Jiakang found 2 gold bars and 8 ingots of pure silver in the cabinet, and then found a cloth to wrap it. This outfit is too eye-catching, so I went to the wing room and picked out a set of big man's clothes to change into. Yan Jiakang knew that the gate of the Black Sky City was closed and he couldn't get out, so he could only wait until dawn.

The east revealed the white belly of the fish, Yan Jiakang found some food to fill his stomach indiscriminately, and then left the courtyard gate with a package on his back and went straight to the south city gate. The early riser had already appeared on the street, and no one paid attention to him.

Out of the city gate, Yan Jiakang went straight to Qingdao along the official road. In 1897, two German missionaries were killed in Juye on the Shandong Peninsula, and Germany sent a number of warships to forcibly occupy Jiaozhou Bay, forcing the Qing court to sign the "Jiao-Austria Lend-Lease Treaty" and forcibly occupy Qingdao. Nowadays, Qingdao is under German jurisdiction, and it is relatively safe there. Like a lost dog, you must find a place to survive, and there is no doubt that Qingdao is the best choice.

He strode along the official road, and his body seemed to be full of vitality. Escaping again is like a wild horse, how happy it is. But after walking for an hour, the body was a little unbearable, the road was far away without light loads, and the package behind him became heavier and heavier. There were cars and horses on the official road, but there were no cars and horses going, and Yan Jiayasu couldn't walk anymore so he sat on the side of the road to rest. The sun rises and the temperature begins to rise. Yan Jiakang stood up and was about to continue on the road, but he noticed a donkey cart on the official road to the north, so he paused to watch.

The donkey cart approached, and there were two people on it. As the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind, and Yan Jiayasu waved silver in his hand to say hello. "Two guest officers, it's convenient, can you take me?" The young man who was driving the car was just about to have a seizure, when he suddenly saw Yinzi's eyes light up, and he turned back to ask for the opinion of the person sitting in the car. In the car sat a man about 30 years old, wearing a gray cloth coat. The donkey cart stopped, and Yan Jiakang handed over the silver. The young man who was driving the car did not dare to call the shots, and his eyes were once again aimed at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man stared at Yinzi gloomily and said, "Let's go to Jimo, may I ask where the guest officer goes?" "I'm going to Qingdao!" The middle-aged man unceremoniously took the silver and said, "Get in the car!" After talking, Yan Jiakang learned that these two were merchants selling tea, and he was relieved. In the evening, when they arrived at Rushan, they looked for an inn to stay. The road was bumpy, Yan Jiakang rested early after eating, and soon, he fell asleep sweetly.

"Shopkeeper, this kid looks like a white-faced scholar, and the package on his back is silver!" The young man whispered. "Tomorrow on the road! Go to sleep! The middle-aged man's face showed hideousness, and he turned off the oil lamp and went to bed. Where did Yan Jiakang, who was in his sleep, think that he escaped from the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den, and met two greedy merchants who saw wealth and had evil intentions. The next day, the group continued on the road, and a small river appeared in front of them. The middle-aged man ordered the donkey to stop and said that the donkey was thirsty, so he took the wooden bucket himself to fetch water. At this time, the young man took advantage of Yan Jiayasu's defenselessness and swung a wooden stick and smashed it on his head fiercely.

I don't know how much time passed, but Yan Jiayasu gradually woke up. There was a tearing pain in the back of my head, and it felt like I was still jolting in the car. When I opened my eyes, I found that the faces of foreigners were shaking in front of me. "Thank God you're awake!" Yan Jiayasu had a surprised expression on his face. "Don't be afraid, young man, my name is Steham, and I am a German missionary. I found you fainting on the side of the road and lifted you into the car. It is the merciful God who has saved you, in the name of Mary, Son and Holy Spirit. "Derham speaks Chinese very fluently." Thank you Pastor Steady for the rescue, and I can't thank you enough! "You should thank God!"

"Pastor, I know God, it is the supreme god of the West!" Steham was overjoyed and said, "God is omnipotent and omnipresent, and He is saving all the living beings in this land, Amen!" "Derham folded his hands in prayer." Pastor, where are you going? "I went out to preach and returned to Qingdao! Young man, where are you going? "Pastor, I'm going to Qingdao too!" Steady Ham smiled and nodded, closing his eyes and not speaking.

Yan Jiakang touched the back of his head and had a big bag, regretting that he was too careless. The two merchants looked at each other, and they were really unseemly. Fortunately, he met an unscrupulous businessman who wanted to make money, and if he really encountered someone who killed people and sold goods, his life would have been confessed a long time ago. At this time, Yan Jiakang seemed to understand why Li Zhong and the others didn't trust him. The successive blows and the escape from death made the way of thinking in the depths of his soul fission again, which was more direct and violent than any preaching.

The carriage entered Qingdao City and stopped at Yishui Road, where Steady Ham got off. "Good luck, young man. If you need help, go to a Catholic church and God will save you! "Say goodbye to Durham and thank you again! The empty Yishui Road is deserted, and rows of bungalows appear on one side, highlighting the style of European-style architecture. Yan Jiakang is no stranger to Qingdao, he has been here more than once, and one summer, he spent almost his entire vacation in Qingdao. But everything in front of me is so unfamiliar, there has never been a trace of familiarity, unconsciously walked to Guantao Road, there are more pedestrians, this street has revealed the prototype of a financial street.

A Catholic church appeared in front of him, a landmark building he was familiar with, and apparently this was the Catholic church that Pastor Durham was talking about. There are several foreign companies on both sides of the street, and there is no doubt that this is Guantao Road, a financial street. Yan Jiakang wandered aimlessly, and most of the streets were blond and blue-eyed foreigners, with a vast sea of people, and there was no place to go. Soon, my stomach growled. Shy, going to ask for food? It was a humiliating demeanor, and Yan Jiayasu's self-esteem was troubled, and he would never bow down and pray to foreigners. Suddenly remembering Durham's words, he decided to go to the Catholic Cathedral for help.

In the confessional room, Steham listened to Yan Jiayasu's tragic story: he made up a fabrication to claim to be Wang Shi, saying that his home had been ransacked by the enemy, and his family had been killed and escaped. He was robbed again on the road, and now he is desperate and needs God's help. Missionary work in Chinese mainland was a sacred duty of missionaries, and Sderham immediately reported to the bishop and obtained approval, leaving him exceptionally and arranging for him to do some cleaning work. After settling down, Yan Jiakang will not be comfortable with the status quo, how to change his fate, he must take the initiative.

He decided to be baptized on the condition that Stockham teach German, and the two hit it off, and Stockham became his first nobleman after being born again.