When Feng Tie woke up, he only had this feeling. Then Feng Tie was attracted by a woman in the room who was napping with her elbows on the table.
A typical classical Western beauty, with blond curly hair, a slightly square profile, unrestrained red lips, long eyelashes trembling slightly, a milky white palace lace maid skirt wrapped in a pair of surging breasts that make the mouth dry. Fengtie licks
He licked his dry, cracked lips and made a difficult "feed" sound.
After hearing the sound, the beauty glanced at Feng Tie lying on the bed with hazy eyes, and immediately opened her eyes in surprise: "Are you awake?"
"Nonsense." Feng Tie winked over, "Little sister, do you know that the guitar has six strings, and now my brother is here to tell you, this bass has four strings. Speaking of strings...hey, hey
, don’t go, what do you mean? I haven’t finished speaking yet. I’m hungry. If you don’t want to hear it, why don’t you stutter for me!”
The beauty didn't answer. She just held up her skirt and ran outside. As she ran, she shouted with a trembling voice: "It's not good, the master is awake... Uh, no, that's great, the master is awake!"
Feng Tie lay weakly on the soft pillow, rubbed his sore eyes, and saw that the roof was carved with a huge six-pointed star, covering the entire shed. In the middle of the six-pointed star, a huge cast iron candlestick was hung with a liftable iron chain.
Twelve thick tallow candles were burning brightly, and the candle tears slowly dripped down, flowing into the open mouths of six unknown iron beasts at the bottom of the candlesticks.
"It's so scary. There's such a big iron lump hanging on my head. I don't know how I can sleep peacefully." Feng Tie murmured, while looking around mischievously.
The decoration inside the house is very simple, but very grand and full of texture, with a pure Gothic style, an open interior space, hollowed-out iron chairs covered with thick sheepskin, and ink quills and pens on the table.
Rough parchment, thick blue wool tassel curtains, a large piece of firewood smeared with mutton-smell burning in the fireplace, and a white cashmere carpet spread on the ground next to it.
Feng Tie thought angrily: "Do you have any grudge against the sheep? It's not kind to eat the meat of such people. The sheep didn't kill your whole family. I wonder if a whole roasted sheep will be served here soon."
Feng Tie was drooling while he was lusting after and turning his tight cervical vertebrae left and right in an attempt to relax himself. Suddenly Feng Tie was stunned: "Damn it, where is this? I am wearing something!"
A shrill shout echoed in the house, and ashes fell from the roof. People poked their heads out of the doors and windows to look at the young master's house, with regretful expressions on their faces: "I finally woke up, and my head fell."
Damn, when you hear him scream, it’s as exciting as a dead mother!”
"Hey, Locke, don't say sarcastic words, or the master will hear you and put you in a water prison."
"If you close it, it won't end well if you can't draw the sword after the deadline. Dad, I heard that your daughter is still a virgin. Why don't you marry me, so as not to be lonely on the road to hell."
"Go away... Lieba has already fallen in love with my daughter. How could he marry a bastard like you, right, Lieba?"
Lieba was shocked and said: "I'm sorry, dad, I really don't like your daughter. I just like eating pork and that's why I stare at your daughter and drool. I was wrong."
Dad: "..."
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It was very lively outside, and Feng Tie was not idle inside the house. At this moment, he was crawling out of bed and rolling around on the floor, shouting for me to go back. Let me go back. I want to go back to find my mixed-race beauty, my girl.
Wife Li and my detective father-in-law, come and save me. I don’t dare to do it anymore.
At this time, a thin woman rushed in like a whirlwind, hugged Feng Tie who was still rolling, and cried loudly. Feng Tie felt that his mouth and nose were pressed tighter and tighter between a pair of soft weapons, and he began to feel suffocated.
Feeling that, he began to struggle with dance and dance, and finally struggled out. He saw a beautiful face of a middle-aged foreign woman with a high nose and deep eyes. The owner of this face looked at Feng Tie with distress, and kept sobbing.
Feng Tie helped her wipe away the tears on her face and asked weakly: "Dear, are you wearing it too?"
"No matter what the excitement is, just let me do your work." Accompanied by a majestic voice, a burly man with a beard on his face walked in from the door.
"Get him to bed quickly. What are you doing here crying all over the place just after waking up? Isn't it embarrassing enough?" The two maids following behind the big man hurriedly ran over and helped Feng Tie to lie down on the bed.
The big man walked to the bed and stared at Feng Tie for a while, his eyes gradually softened a little: "Just wake up, there are too many things going on at home recently, you just stay at home and recuperate, and don't go out to mess around anymore." Then he turned around.
He said to the middle-aged woman who was still wiping her tears: "Delly, please arrange the manpower to keep a good eye on him. I have to go to the Duke of Dark Night."
After touching Feng Tie's head, the big man turned around and went out. The middle-aged woman agreed, walked quickly to Feng Tie's bed, sat down, and carefully touched Feng Tie's face: "Do you want to scare your mother to death? When you wake up,
Okay, it'll be fine if you wake up, but where else do you feel uncomfortable?" Feng Tie hugged Dai Li's waist passionately, tears flowing uncontrollably: "Mom, I'm hungry!"
In the end, Feng Tie did not eat the roasted whole lamb. Delly just asked the maid to bring thick broth to Feng Tie to nourish his weak body. After watching him wolf down a large bowl of broth, Delly went to the church to thank him.
God's grace and mercy went away, leaving two maids to take care of him.
After all, Feng Tie is an idle entertainer who has been involved in the entertainment industry of the 21st century for a long time. The complex brains and cruel methods are beyond the reach of these two little girls who have been working as maids in the deep house compound for a long time, so Feng Tie only used one
In just one hour, I learned everything about the world and my family from the mouths of the two maids. I even found out that the aunt of one of the maids named Linda came late for three days last month.
, at this moment he was discussing with Lucy, the little maid who had just taken a nap in his room, the impact of staying up late and anxiety on the delicateness of the skin.
After chatting for a while, Feng Tie yawned sleepily. Linda and Lucy quickly covered him with a quilt and quietly left the room to let him rest.
After the two maids closed the door, Feng Tie opened his eyes wide and recalled everything that had happened. His past 28 years of life, the miserable life of living with distant relatives, the modern city with bustling traffic, and the all-night convenience store on North Erdao Street.
, Malatang and hot pot and 58-yuan stir-fry, hard work in the underground rock circle with Lu Yan, female fans who keep emerging and dedicated, long-term resident rock bars, that mixed-race mature woman with a weird expression, incredible performances
, light blue flames and green vines.
These all seem to be getting further and further away from Fengtie. There is only what is real in front of me, a magical world that is smooth but incredible like a movie. This world seems to be medieval Europe, with steepled churches, glorious castles and white people with tall noses and deep eyes.
At the same time, this place actually has China's classical etiquette culture and language habits. Maybe the world has distorted and confused the differences between the East and the West for some unknown reasons. At least Feng Tie feels that he will get used to it.
Fengtie is located in the magical land of the Green Sea Continent. There are many kingdoms here. War between kingdoms is commonplace. Maybe for a flock of sheep, maybe for a forest, everyone will fight. In this country where human life is regarded as nothing.
Feng Tie was quite lucky in that era. The kingdom he lived in was called the Fire Horse Kingdom. The king believed in the power of the flaming unicorn. The king's younger brother, the Duke of Dark Night, was an iron-blooded sect. He advocated continuous expansion to the outside world, seeking development while advancing, and maintaining economic peace.
The military has two hands, and both hands are very hard. This is destined that Feng Tie will not die in this strange world soon without any reason.
But what makes Feng Tie more depressed is his family, which is very big. His father, Odyssey, pictured on the left, is a palace blacksmith and the best blacksmith in the Fire Horse Kingdom. This time, King Solomon II gave his father a month to build it.
A sword that can cut off anything, otherwise the whole family will be exiled to the barren land of the south. My father is worried about this impossible task. His best friend, the Duke of the Night, did not help his father to plead with the king this time, but avoided him.
, which also gave my father a few more wrinkles on his forehead.
At this fatal moment, the son of the blacksmith in the picture on the left - a dandy who saw beating a blind man, scolding a mute, and molesting an eighty-year-old lady as a daily routine - resolutely decided to share his father's worries, so he met in a
On a dark and windy night, I led two servants to the back door of a brothel and tried to hire two prostitutes. The girl went home to comfort her father, but after opening the door, she was accidentally chased by two big wolf dogs that came out of the courtyard.
He rolled down a slope and was unconscious for ten days.
Well, Feng Tie time-traveled into this bastard on the eleventh day. "Bah! This slutty scum!" Feng Tie thought bitterly: "This damn thing is just like time-traveling to a time when the train had just left.
There is no difference when it comes to Zhang Zuolin in Huanggutun."
Feng Tie was very depressed. Isn't the father of this second generation ancestor a palace blacksmith? Isn't his family very rich? Isn't the bed supposed to be very soft? Why is he so nervous? Feng Tie reached under the sheets and groped for a while, and his expression changed.
Zha, there is a bunch of shiny guitar steel strings in his hand. I count them carefully, there are exactly six.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu by
Or is it the music of this world that calls us. Let me see, you are the boss, you are the second child, you are the third child, you are..."
"Master, you're not sleeping. What are you mumbling about there alone? Hey, why are you crying?" Two maids broke in through the door.
"Why are you crying? There is no need to cry. Master, I have to bear eight honors and eight shames! By the way, do you know what arrogance and extravagance is? Ah? You don't know this. Master, I will tell you slowly. Huh? Lucy, protect your chest with both hands.