"How can you say you owe?" The pawn leaned over, and his rickety body stood beside Fran, "I think they'll be happy to help you." You have to learn to cry, and only children who can cry can eat candy. ”

Fran coughed weakly, and did not respond to the words that came out of the pawn's mouth, but spoke softly, "Do I need anything to prepare?" About the weight of the country. ”

"You don't need to prepare anything, you have someone to prepare for us." The pawn raised his hand, "But before we can really bear the weight of the country, we need to mark you, so that no rats will come to offend." ”

A pure black seal phantom appeared from his hand, "In the name of the Emperor of the Necromancy, I will pardon you to bear the weight of this country for the time being!" ”

A tiny mark appeared on Fran's brow in the midst of a burst of shade, an ancient city wall with a broken dragon chair on top of it.

"That's it." The pawn nodded, dissipating the seal in his hand.

"That's all?" Fran touched his slightly cool forehead.

"Yes, the real weight of the country needs to go to the country of death to receive that weight in person." The pawn had a straight face, and then bowed down to Furlong, Furlong was stunned for a moment, and was about to stretch out his hand to help, but there was a power in the dark that made him unable to refuse this great gift, "The bearer is the weight of the country, the supreme, under the dragon chair, everyone who sees it, must salute." ”

The pawn explained.

"In addition to these, the old man wants to warn the little gentleman that if he encounters a believer in the greedy butterfly, he can be executed at will, and all the consequences will be borne by the country."

"Greedy Butterfly?" Fran was a little puzzled.

"Yes, from the day of the change of the country, the butterfly of greed has completely hated the country. Because he lost the gamble, all the millions of believers he had worked so hard to collect died, and he also fell from the level of a demigod, and his strength was greatly reduced, and after a long period of cultivation, at this time, he had re-stepped into the level of a demigod, and was collecting believers in various ways, trying to restart the path to becoming a god again. Our Dark Guard has received word that the Greedy Butterfly has briefly appeared in Orin, and it seems to have something to do with that Chewing Night more than a decade ago. ”

"But these have little to do with you, except for those who are friendly to the dead country, and not with the butterflies of greed." This point still needs to be explained to you. Otherwise, Long Yan would be furious at that time, and the old man would not be able to bear the emperor's anger. In addition, there is no other restraint on the bearer of the burden. You can do what you want. However, Fran, there is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not......"

"Speak, please." Fran's face was calm, and he had roughly guessed what the pawn was trying to say. It's nothing more than about the unnecessary consequences that come with withdrawing from yourself.

"Do you know the legend of Three Feet Alley?" The pawn didn't say it directly, but just asked an irrelevant question abruptly.

"I don't know." Fran shook his head, growing up in the lower city when he was a child, and he had to run desperately every day to survive, where did he have time to listen to the so-called legends?

"This is a little story of the lost country. It is said that on an ancient plane in the past, there were two adjacent families, one was an official in another place, and the other was a merchant in the city. Both families were building houses, the houses were almost built, and when the walls were being built, there was a dispute between the two sides over the land boundary. The people of that plane have always had the old tradition of "fighting for every inch of land", not to mention the neighbors, even between the brothers for the ancestral industry is also quarrelsome, and in the end, "chickens and dogs smell each other, and old and dead do not get along". For the sake of just three feet of land, whether it is an official eunuch or a large businessman, they will not give in to each other. The family that was the official came up with a killer weapon - and hurriedly wrote to the official to complain. Not long after, the official came to reply, and the letter said: "The letter is to fight for a three-foot house, so why not let him be three feet, the Great Wall is still there, and I don't see Qin Shi Huang back then." The letter made it very clear that when the officials had received the letter, they obeyed the instructions and built a wall three feet back from the boundary. The merchant on the opposite side, seeing this scene, was deeply moved, and also stepped back three feet from the original boundary to build a fence. An alley was formed between these two walls, and later generations named this alley "Three Feet Alley". The width of the "three-foot alley" is not three feet but six feet wide. The pawn pointed, "That's probably what this story is, what do you think?" ”

"Interesting story."

"Unfortunately, this story is just a legend. A legend is a legend because the things described in it do not happen in reality at all, and if they do, then they are not called legends, but history. The pawn's smile was a little intriguing, "If it happened in reality, the official eunuch family dared to give up three feet, and the merchant family dared to directly smash the outer wall and incorporate the official eunuch's family and the ancestral house into their own territory." Franc, although it is a good thing to give in, and knowing how to advance and retreat is also a rare character, do you really think that your concession will make them stop there? Deep down you know that it's impossible. ”

"The reason why the tiger can make the beasts fearful is not because he puts away his claws, but because he puts away his claws after he has killed the enemy and eaten and drunk enough, and the reason why the beasts are afraid is because they are afraid of becoming the next unlucky guy to be culled."

The pawn patted Fran on the shoulder, "Think about it yourself." But now, it's time to get dressed and welcome your feast of bliss. ”

With that, the old fellow took a leisurely step, opened the door, and met the gaze of a grim-faced tailor, who fled in panic to the latter's laughter.

When Fran was stunned, the tailor called lilac clapped his hands, and a beautiful girl in the water rushed in with a piece of clothing, and in an instant, Fran's bedroom without much life seemed to open the curtains, and the noon sun accompanied by the fragrance of flowers unreasonably broke through the gloom that had always lingered around Fran.

In fact, the curtains in Furlong's bedroom were indeed rudely opened, and the warm light of dusk gradually diffused into the room, and those beautiful sisters did not care about Furlong's purple eyes at all, and took all kinds of clothes to compare them in front of Furlong, and were still muttering words that he could not understand.

The woman at the head stood in front of the window, stretched out her hand to push open the window that had not been opened for a long time, and then turned back, against the light, and looked at Fran's dull gaze with a serious expression, and spoke, her voice firm and ethereal, like a forest elf, and said something that was difficult to complain about.

"Hello, I'm Lavender, your future sister-in-law."

Fran blinked, Fran was stunned, and Fran was as good as a stream.

"Hello sister-in-law."

A visible flush crept up the exotic face of the lavender. This strange girl who said she was Franco's future sister-in-law had a pair of clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, fair and flawless skin revealing a faint red pink, thin lips like rose petals delicate and dripping, as her name suggested, lilac seemed to have become her trademark, lilac hair, lilac dress, and even lilac stiletto heels. The feeling of this girl standing there was as if there was a fresh fragrance quietly spreading throughout the room, slowly spreading in everyone's hearts.

Light purple coughed, and an ethereal voice sounded, but the movement in her hand made her temperament like a forest elf suddenly disappear, and she skillfully flipped over the quilt that Furlong had not yet had time to arrange and scatter, and slapped it casually, folding it neatly. Then, naturally, he began to tidy up Fran's not-so-tidy bedroom. Due to his special situation, Fran suggested to the butler that his room did not need to be cleaned by a maid, which led to the fact that the current bedroom, although barely tidy, was actually a little messy.

Looking at the speed of light lavender's quick tidying up, obviously not the first time to do this kind of tidying up, she saw Fran's somewhat confused face, thinking that he was not very used to being fiddled with by the group of girls, so she comforted softly, "Bear with it for a while, and you can be liberated when they measure the data." ”

Fran nodded, but there was still some confusion among the second monks, and when those beautiful sisters finally left the bedroom in a coquettish laugh, the busy cleaning up around the lilac also ushered in the end.

"Alas, why are you brothers so bad at taking care of themselves?" Lilac turned around, and the lilac skirt on her body danced above the dusk of the setting sun, looking particularly spiritual.

She stretched out a slender finger and poked Fran's forehead, which was a warm sensation unlike the Seal of the Dead, which made Fran a little distracted.

"Little one, you're already so old, you still have to learn how to take care of yourself." Lilac laughed, "Of course, finding a girlfriend who can take care of you is also a knowing choice~"

It was obviously a joke, but it made Lilac say it in quite serious words, and her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, which was extra interesting. It's like a nasty big sister who likes to make fun of her brother.

"I'm sorry, but I couldn't help you in the tailor's shop because of the precepts. I can only inform you that extremely unreliable brother to come to the rescue, but that guy is as much of a bastard as ever, and he makes things even worse. But then again, our little Fran is a real man, obviously no matter how provocative he is, but once he meets his family being bullied, he is so fierce that people are scared......"

"You...... Is it the owner of the tailor's shop? ”

A knife mercilessly hit Fran on the forehead, but it didn't hurt, but it made Fran lose his mind again. I've never felt this way before.

"Don't give me an honorific title......"

"That'...... Sister-in-law? Fran said hesitantly.

A flush happened to resurface, and after reaching out to pin the long lilac hair in her ear, she said in a weak mosquito voice, "It's all said that it's the future sister-in-law, but it's not yet......"