Naturally, I paid great attention to the scene where that person betrayed me at the last moment, but I can't say how angry I was, after all, that person was about to die, and if he wasn't a strong-willed person, who could do it? At that time, there were many ordinary people who let him betray his father and mother.

Of course, the most rewarding thing is naturally the scene where I and the man in black both fell out of the picture at the end, I admired myself very much, I did it too similarly, I withdrew my hand with satisfaction, returned to the door of the tent, and carefully sensed the sound wave pickup range of this magic bead, fortunately, it was the same as the one I detected when I first came in, and it did not cover the entire tent, otherwise it would take a lot of effort.

I waited in the tent for another half hour, but I didn't sense any magic fluctuations emitted to the outside, and it seems that this magic bead does not have the function of real-time communication.

I picked out a guy of about my own height and size from the one hundred and eight corpses, and fortunately, I was ready to abandon Sean's identity, so I used the magic bow Martin's technique when I broke into here, otherwise there would be no corpse here that could be used.

I pushed this guy to the edge of the tent, took off his clothes, changed into mine, glanced at the crossbow arrow on his left eyeframe, and carefully pulled the arrow off, this is really art, and the sword wound on my left eyeframe is really a perfect match, the position is just right, alas?

I ran to the tent and looked, no, I scratched my scalp, why did the short sword disappear after such a while? My hand patted the back of my head, sizzle, it hurt, I spread my hand in front of my right eye, a trace of wound appeared in the palm of my hand, there was not much bleeding, and the wound was healing rapidly.

I just slapped the door of the head, this short sword has not been pulled out since piercing my left eye, I held the handle of the sword, pulled it out with a slight force, and inserted it into his left eye socket, this short sword is really sharp, smoothly through the back of the head, and finally pierced through the pierced hood, it is really just right.

Move the corpse into the tent, position the two corpses, and drop the bone crossbow next to the two corpses, and at a glance you can see that it was the Magic Bow Martin who fell before he died.

I looked at the whole tent environment, and there was something missing? I looked at it in detail, it should be gone, but there was always something that was not done, I touched my face, I thought about it, the wound on my face was like a wound on my palm that was healing rapidly, but the wound was too big, and it had not completely healed yet, and my hand happened to touch a wound.

Ah, so here, I took a look at the corpse that I had disguised, and I put my hand on his face, and as soon as I vomited the magic, his face was immediately spent, and his brain was rotten than a tofu brain.

I looked up, and yes, this one is more artistic now. Soon, the forest was calm again, and I wondered what the Regent's men would think of it tomorrow when they found it.

After tidying up, I walked over to the man's body, took the bag out of his arms, pulled out the magic image, and gently put it into my arms, for some reason, I always felt that the woman in the portrait had something to do with me, I put the bag back into the man's arms, put his clothes back to their original shape, and then gently walked out of the tent, closed the door of the tent, and disappeared into the night.

When I got home, the patrolmen were still there in circles, and that night I finally slept comfortably and peacefully, but the dream was not good, I had that dream for ten years, and every day I woke up at the advice of the bearded Shen Kai.

The next day, I woke up in the harsh sunlight, and it took me five minutes to calm down, and it seemed like a cry was coming from downstairs, and I lazily got up from the bed, which was big enough and comfortable, and I listened, yes, there was a cry coming up from downstairs.

I glanced at the magic clock on the fireplace, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, Aunt Xiao Hong should have come, this cry is difficult Aunt Xiao Hong?

I got dressed and took a look in front of the closet mirror, and the scars on my face were completely healed. When I went downstairs, I saw Aunt Xiao Hong wiping her tears and preparing breakfast for me, and outside, in the garden, a man in his forties and fifties was trimming flowers, with no smile on his face and a sad face.

I made it at the dining table and shouted to the kitchen, "Aunt Xiao Hong, is breakfast ready?"

The crying in the kitchen stopped abruptly, and waited for Aunt Xiao Hong to run out in a hurry, she brought my breakfast to me, the egg was a little burnt, the milk was not hot, it was still cold, I put the egg in my mouth, chewed it, but I didn't expect the egg to even add salt.

I frowned and said to her, "Aunt Xiao Hong, this egg is not salted, and the milk is not hot!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sir, I was negligent, I'll do it back to you right away. ”

"No need, what's wrong?" I continued to eat this substandard breakfast, and asked, although Aunt Xiao Hong doesn't know how to make a very good diet, she hasn't made such a mistake, although I didn't know if she burned it well before, but even if I can't taste good or bad, at least it is not so ugly on the surface, and it is impossible for the milk to be served without being hot, I can still see if it is hot or not.

Xiao Hong listened to my question, and immediately started crying again, I didn't know how to persuade her, I looked out of the door, the gardener was doing very seriously, I pointed to the man and said, "Aunt Xiao Hong, didn't I ask you to find a housekeeper?

Xiao Hong looked outside the door, I didn't expect to cry even more fiercely, the person outside heard Xiao Hong's cry, hurriedly put down the tools in his hand, limped in, he saluted me, and said: "Mr. I'm sorry, the insider is in a bad mood today, please forgive me." ”

"It's okay, are you Aunt Xiao Hong's husband?"

"Yes, my name is Zhang Hanwen, I came to apply for a housekeeper today, and when I first arrived here, I saw that Mr. was still up, and I saw that the garden had not been cleaned up for a long time, so I cleaned it up first. Xiao Hong's husband lowered his head and said, still patting Aunt Xiao Hong's back in his hand, trying his best to comfort her.

Seeing Aunt Xiao Hong slowly calm down, I asked again, "Uncle Zhang, you were originally a gardener?"

"No, I was originally a mercenary, but the year before last I was injured in my leg, and I couldn't be born and die, so I quit the mercenary group, and I found a random errand to show the door to the rich man as a porter, but two days ago the rich man found a young porter, I am now at home, yesterday I heard my wife say that Mr. you want to find a housekeeper, I said come and try, so I came with her today. ”