The Fool of the Gods

Samantha's home is not far from the bar, no wonder she could see him outside the bar.

Cheng Shi followed her for a while and saw a small courtyard in a quiet alley.

"Residents of Yuanmu Town don't need to worry about housing. The administrative bureau will summon the town's craftsmen to build a new home for the pregnant tourist assistant.

Samantha is not yet... not qualified yet. This house belongs to my mother."

Cheng Shi followed Samantha into the courtyard, looked at this fairly tidy courtyard with interest, and asked casually:

"Where is your mother?"

"She... committed blasphemy... and is dead."

Cheng Shi was a little surprised. Not only did he not feel sorry, but he asked with interest:

"As far as I know, the family of a blasphemer is generally also a blasphemer. When the punishment comes, the whole family will die. Why are you still alive?"

"Samantha is not a blasphemer!"

This weak girl was tough for once. She looked at Cheng Shi a little angrily, as if she wanted to refute again.

But this toughness didn't last long, and the ostrich hid her head again.

Her face turned pale again, and she ran over to grab Cheng Shi's hand, and said anxiously:

"Don't go... please."

Cheng Shi didn't move, waiting for her to explain.

Shaman's face was tangled for a long time, and finally she lowered her head and said:

"My mother went out one day and had a night party with her friends, and then she encountered divine punishment.

At that time, Shaman was still young, and she waited at home alone for a night, but in the end, it was not her who waited, but the soldiers of the garrison.

They told me that my mother was punished for blasphemy, and this house will belong to me in the future, and they will not build a new house for me until I become a mother."

Hearing this, Cheng Shi nodded thoughtfully.

Now it's right.

According to last night's observation, no one in the house where the night crow landed was spared.

If what Shaman said is true, it makes sense.

Her mother met the murderer because of a small gathering with friends, and then died in someone else's house.

Young Shaman escaped.

"Let go, I won't leave."

Cheng Shi broke away from Shaman's hand and looked around the yard.

The yard was not big, and there was nothing extra. There was only a birdcage at the door of the room. It seemed that Shaman also kept a few small pets.

"You keep birds?" Cheng Shi touched the birdcage and asked with a smile.

"No, Shaman doesn't...

This is food prepared for the sun-spotted sparrow. They are the most common birds in Yuanmu Town and often land in people's homes.

Put some food here to attract them, so that the yard can be more lively."

Bird food... attracts sparrows?

Cheng Shi smiled and seemed to see Shaman sitting in the yard and playing with birds.

It is a warm and good story that a lonely little girl grows up with birds as her companions.

After he turned around and found that there was nothing to see, he finally stepped into Shaman's room.

Shaman followed behind with a red face and closed the door of the room casually.

"Tell me, what should I do?"

Cheng Shi stood in the living room, looking at the furnishings in the room while asking.

"You...you..."

Samantha was so nervous that she stood at the door motionless, holding her skirt tightly with her hands, at a loss.

Judging from the appearance and degree of restraint of the two people, this place seemed like Cheng Shi's home.

"It seems that you don't have much experience, so let me do it."

As soon as the voice fell, Cheng Shi suddenly turned around, rushed to Samantha in one step, and tore Samantha's skirt without saying a word.

Samantha exclaimed and stepped back subconsciously with her arms folded.

With the dim light in the crack of the door, Cheng Shi's sharp eyes carefully scanned her body.

Until he confirmed that she didn't hide anything else except her underwear, he took another step and pushed Samantha directly behind the door.

Samantha was shaking because of nervousness. She opened her mouth to say something, but her mind was blank.

Cheng Shi roughly put his arm around her waist and gently pressed the scalpel hidden in his sleeve against Shaman's spine.

His expression suddenly became indifferent, and his tone became cold. The passion of the last second turned into a sharp coldness in this second.

"Tell me, who are you?"

Shaman did not answer.

Or she did not hear it.

The blushing little girl was immersed in some kind of emotion and could not extricate herself, so she did not hear Cheng Shi's question at all.

Cheng Shi frowned and raised his voice.

"Last chance, who are you?"

This time Shaman heard it, she was stunned, looked at Cheng Shi blankly, and seemed to suspect that she had heard it wrong.

This witty and humorous, cold andThe wild gentleman on the ground, hugged himself, asking what?

Who am I?

Am I not Shaman?

Her eyes were full of confusion and puzzlement, so that even the tension just now was diluted.

Looking at Cheng Shi's gloomy eyes, her heart once again changed from joy to panic.

She saw that he didn't like her, and everything just now was fake, like bubbles floating in the air, which would break if poked.

Shaman's watery eyes flashed with grievance and loss, and then became tearful.

Cheng Shi frowned when he saw Shaman's reaction.

It didn't look like acting.

Did he really see the wrong person?

He began to recall the scene in his room before.

At that time, the two of them overlapped their arms and held each other tightly, and Cheng Shi had already sensed the abnormality of this little girl.

It was not because there was anything wrong with her reaction, but because Cheng Shi knew how to feel the pulse.

He was not a doctor, but he knew a little about observation, smell, questioning and palpation.

At that time, Shaman blushed and was so nervous that her forehead was almost sweating, but her heartbeat was steady and motionless.

From that moment on, Cheng Shi knew that this girl was not simple.

Just like at this moment, after the ups and downs of emotions, her heartbeat was still steady.

But the confusion and loss in her eyes were so real that Cheng Shi could no longer doubt that there was something wrong with this girl.

Is there really such a perfect actor in this world?

At this moment, Cheng Shi was even willing to believe that the consistent heartbeat was a unique physical talent of this little girl who lost her mother at a young age.

But he still added an insurance to this idea.

"You don't have any malice towards me, right?"

Shaman's face was pale. She gritted her teeth to prevent herself from crying out loud, but she did not choose to answer this question, but turned her head away stubbornly.

Her heartbeat remained unchanged.

Good, very good, if that's the case, then don't waste time.

Cheng Shi slashed the tearful Samantha unconscious with a sharp knife, then took out a large bag of gray powder from his personal space and poured it into her nasal cavity.

Weird dream powder.

Just a little bit can make an adult man instantly fall into a bizarre nightmare and never wake up again until the effect of the drug wears off.

The amount Cheng Shi fed Samantha was enough to knock out ten strong men for three days.

Such a long time was enough for this girl with a naturally stable heartbeat to sleep until he passed the level.

As for where this powder came from...

Don't ask, if you ask, it was picked up.

Cheng Shi picked up Samantha casually and threw her on the bed, then carefully searched every corner of the room, and shook his head and walked out after confirming that there was nothing to find.

As soon as he went out, he saw Qin Chaoge standing outside the courtyard gate with a smile on his face, mocking him with a sound of tut-tut.

"Why, you can't do it?

Since you have doubts, you should take precautions and kill him once and for all."

As she said this, she wiped her neck with her fingers.

Cheng Shi chuckled, thinking, you are a lawful [War] believer, why are you playing this trick on me?

"You do it?"

Qin Chaoge curled his lips: "I don't doubt him."

Cheng Shi said "Oh".

"Okay, I'll do it."

After saying that, he turned his back and threw the scalpel in his hand into the room.

The two of them only heard a muffled sound of the knife tip entering the flesh, and the room returned to silence.

"You!?"

Qin Chaoge didn't expect Cheng Shi to really do it. She glared at Cheng Shi angrily, stepped forward and grabbed Cheng Shi's collar.

Cheng Shi grabbed Qin Chaoge's hand and said with a smile:

"Why, didn't you suggest that I kill him?"

"I..."

"Eh--you don't like women, do you?"

"I like your mother!"

Qin Chaoge threw Cheng Shi out of the yard and went into the house with a cold face.

She wanted to see if Cheng Shi really killed her and if he really regarded her life as nothing.

Of course Cheng Shi didn't kill her. The scalpel accurately pierced Shaman's right shoulder, and the injury was not serious.

He was just a little annoyed because he didn't find the result he wanted, so he took the opportunity to expose the mask of the Orderly Singer.

He is obviously a good person, why pretend to be a bad seed.

Cheng Shi got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and shouted to the yard:

"Want to be my stepfather? It's a pity that you were born a little late."

"Cheng! Shi!"

"What the hell, I'm leaving, bye."

Cheng Shi waved his hand and left the yard.

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