The steward signed a death contract at the beginning, if it weren't for the "grace" of the master's family, he would have been a slave of the Fang family in this life.

Not only him, but even his descendants are all slaves of the Fang family.

Suddenly, hearing Fang Shi say that he was free again, the steward was stunned for a while, and then knelt down suddenly.

"What the master said about this, didn't he look down on the minions?"

Although he knelt, his waist was straight, "A slave knows that he is lowly, but he is by no means a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death."

If it wasn't for the master's attention, the slave would not know where to be sold at the moment, how can he still hear a respectful title when he goes out? ”

"The slave was brought back to the mansion by the master himself, this entered the Fang Mansion, the one who was born was the person of the Fang Mansion, and the one who died was the ghost of the Fang Mansion.

You let your minions turn their backs on you, and you live in secret..."

The only time the steward raised his head disrespectfully and looked directly at Fang Shi, "The slave is forgive me!" ”

Fang Shi saw his stubborn appearance for a long time, and sighed helplessly.

"You slave, you are so ignorant... Perhaps, since you have made up your mind, then hurry up and change your clothes and help the official quietly send these things to the Xuanping Marquis Mansion..."

Fang Shi paused and continued: "This official is waiting for you to come back in the mansion. ”

When the steward heard this, he quickly stood up, "The slave will do it." ”

Fang Shi looked at the back of the steward leaving, shook his head, and turned around and went to the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall is clean and spotless, and there is only one tablet on the desk.

The incense burner in front of the tablet was empty, and Fang Shi recalled and found the secret grid where the incense was placed.

His movement of opening the dark grid was a little rusty.

The incense inside is newly bought, and every once in a while, the people who guard the ancestral hall will clean the ancestral hall and replace it with new incense candles.

Fang Shi sorted out the official uniform and hat on his body.

Take three sticks of incense, light them, insert them into the incense burner, and then retreat to the futon to perform three bows and nine bows.

"The teacher is above.

I am now in a desperate situation, and I know that I have no life, and I dare to come to see my teacher.

I look back on the past and know that what I have done is really unfilial and unjust.

But I ask myself, I have no regrets, if I go back in time, I will still be the same.

Only sigh that the people are not clear, and they have to end up like this, and they have mistaken the descendants of the beautiful women.

I don't dare to allow the beautiful woman to come to life, so I can only make up for it with gold and silver to pave the way for her.

Just because if there is an afterlife, I would like to be able to accompany my teacher and be a cow and a horse to atone for my sins. ”

Fang Shi said and stood up, his forehead was red.

He withdrew from the ancestral hall, instructed his subordinates a few words, and then went back to the bedroom to change into his regular clothes.

Fang Shi folded the official uniform he took off neatly and placed it on the tray, and the official hat was placed on the top.

Fingers reluctantly stroked the official hat, Fang Shi's eyes slowly closed, and then opened them again, his eyes were resolute.

He strode out of the bedroom with the tray in hand.

Everyone in the house felt it, and they all lowered their heads, and their hearts were panicked.

The subordinate who was instructed by Fang Shi greeted him, "Master, the sedan chair has been prepared, and according to your instructions, it is waiting at the back door." ”

With that, he looked at the tray again, holding back the panic in his heart, "You... The minions are here to hold it, right? ”

Fang Shi didn't hand the tray to his subordinates, he turned around, took the surrounding scene into his eyes, and remembered it in his mind.

Then he left the house, got into a sedan chair, and went straight to the town patrol department of the black armor guard in the capital.

When Mu Si heard the news of Fang Shi's arrival, he was interrogating the assassins in the secret prison.

The assassins were all ordered, and until the last moment, they were not allowed to easily expose the mastermind behind the scenes.

The man's temperament is uncertain, scheming, and ruthless, so he orders in order to give Fang Shi a fatal blow.

Therefore, even if there is no good meat on his body, the whole person is dying, relying on the pills that Mu Si stuffed to hang for his life, and the assassins have not let go.

Mu Si held the thin blade in his hand, and his face did not change as he turned towards the chest of one of the assassins, his hand skillful, and his wrist moved slightly, and the thin slices of flesh like cicada wings attached to the thin blade.

To avoid killing themselves by biting their tongues, the Assassins were jaw-dropped.

But they are also hard, Rao is cold sweat, and they have never wailed, their hands bound by iron chains are clenched into fists, and their bloodshot eyes are staring at Mu Si viciously.

Mu Si raised the thin blade and placed it on top of the brazier in front of the assassin, and the smell of flesh soon filled the dark dungeon.

He withdrew his hand, looked at the Assassin, and placed the thin blade to his mouth, barely enough for the Assassin's lips to touch the roasted slice of meat.

Mu Si's eyes were three points of sarcasm, three points of coldness, and four points of carelessness, "Move... Or not recruited? ”

The Assassin turned his head and refused to take care of Mu Si.

Seeing this, Mu Si sneered, grabbed the assassin's chin with his other hand, broke it over, and then rudely shoved the slice of meat into his mouth.

He used brute force to help the Assassin chew and swallow the slice of flesh that had been cut off from the Assassin himself.

"Ask you again, recruit... Or not recruited? ”

was fed human flesh, or his own meat, Rao is assassin who has always killed people without blinking, and his face turned white, and he only felt that his stomach was turning over the river.

He wanted to spit out the meat, but he couldn't vomit because Mu Si buckled his chin.

"If you remain silent, I will cut off all your flesh piece by piece, roast it, and feed it to you..."

Mu Si said very lightly, as if he was discussing what to eat at noon tonight.

"Or, swap..."

Mu Si pointed his thin blade at the remaining assassins, and none of them fell.

"How about you eat his flesh, he eats his flesh, he eats his flesh, and he eats your flesh?"

As soon as these words came out, the four assassins trembled, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

Because they all know that Mu Si is not joking, he can really do such a vicious and vicious act.

Death is not terrible, but the torture of life is worse than death.

The Assassins exchanged glances, they already had a mission in mind, and instead of continuing to endure the torture, it was better to go with the flow and be freed sooner.

Unfortunately, before they could speak, a black-armored guard came in and leaned over to Mu Si'er.

Although the four assassins were seriously injured, they were people who practiced martial arts, and their ears were even more sensitive, even if the black-armored guard deliberately lowered his voice, they still vaguely heard "Fang Shi... In front of the door...", etc.

Several of the Assassins' eyes immediately changed, but they were also fleeting, and their hearts quickly pondered how to respond.

It's a pity that Mu Si didn't miss their strangeness.

Mu Si raised his eyebrows, didn't give them a chance at all, put away the thin blade, and after looking at the four of them meaningfully, he strode away.

The four Assassins received the look and turned pale.

Time also, life also.

They originally delayed this in order to sit on Fang Shi, but they never wanted to be countered by Fang Shi...

I only hope that the master will have a back hand, otherwise everything will fall short.

Fortunately, their master did have a back hand.

Not only that, but also a provocative mind.

The dead soldier hidden in a building opposite the town patrol division held a bow and aimed it at Fang Shi.

He followed his master's instructions, and when he saw the figures of Mu Si and the others appear, he drew his bow and fired two arrows at the same time.

The arrow feathers broke through the air, with a sharp whistling sound, Mu Si and the others were keenly aware of the danger, and neatly drew the long sword at their waists, but they were still a step late.

The dead man used full force, and the two arrows directly pierced Fang Shi's body.

Who understands the family, just take a shower when you think about it, and you don't turn off the computer, and the page is a word document with a manuscript saved.

As a result, the girl I went out to play came back.

When I came out of the wash, I saw her sitting on a chair playing on the computer, not only all the manuscripts I had saved were gone, but also several pages of garbled characters.

She was so happy that she told me she was working and asked me if she was good.

I looked at her and comforted myself in my heart: I was born, I can't be angry, I have no one to replace me when I get sick, and if I want to blame myself, I blame myself for being careless, just to take advantage of this long memory.

Then he smiled and praised her for being so good, typing so much... Coaxed her back to her room to watch cartoons.

Woo... My manuscript is !!

Can't find it back.,You have to re-code a little bit.,I knew it was better to update it directly (◢д◣)