A large group of Jin Yiwei and Shuntian Mansion police officers, just like Arthur in the movie who always couldn't catch up with the hot meal, were noisily checking people on the street, but Xiao Feng led Zhan Feiyun and the others into Zuixian Tower.
The female student's foot had just been hit by a pot again, and she was wiping her tears while learning to cook. Liu Ruyun's face turned pale, and she leaned against the kitchen door and looked at Xiao Feng, who was rolling like a donkey.
"I just heard from my guest that someone stabbed you on the street?"
Xiao Feng smiled: "It's okay, I beat him away with three punches and two kicks."
After saying that, regardless of whether Liu Ruyun believed it or not, he took Zhan Feiyun and the others upstairs directly.
The telescope has been thrown aside, and the painter of Shuntianfu is writing furiously, fearing that he will forget as soon as he puts down the pen.
Xiao Feng didn't dare to interrupt, so he led a few people to wait at the door. Finally, the painter put down his pen, let out a sigh of relief, and called it a day. Only then did he see Xiao Feng and others, and quickly stood up and saluted.
"Sir, when you told me, I didn't think so. Is there such a thing as a face that makes people forget it in an instant? This is ridiculous.
But when I saw that person's appearance through the telescope, I thought it was ordinary at first, but when I picked up the pen, I felt that the impression was quickly fading.
The little man's eyes are not blowing. No matter who he looks at, he will not forget them for days after taking a look at them. He can draw at any time. But today, he felt like he had forgotten them for a moment.
If the adults hadn't warned the villain in advance, I'm afraid the villain would have fallen into trouble today! Take a look, adults, are you satisfied with this painting?"
The painter of Shuntian Prefecture, after being tortured by Xiao Feng many times, was able to paint even dead corpses with the feeling of living people. Now when looking at the paintings drawn by living people, they are indeed lifelike and full of energy.
Zhan Feiyun's eyes lit up: "Yes, it's him! Looking at this painting, I immediately remembered it! I really can't understand how it is so easy to forget about an ordinary face."
Xiao Feng held the painting like an only son of three generations, fearing that it would be damaged by accident. He turned over the painting and looked at Zhan Feiyun.
"Can you still remember?"
Zhan Feiyun was stunned: "Yes, but it's a bit blurry. I'll probably forget it after a while."
Xiao Feng nodded and spread the painting flat on the table: "Painter, thank you for your hard work. Follow this painting and keep painting for me. The more the better, Zuixianlou will take care of the wine and food!"
The painter said with a grimace: "Sir, how many pictures do you need to draw? Can you recruit some painters to help the villain paint?"
Xiao Feng thought for a while: "I'm afraid they can't draw your charm. In short, the more you can draw, the better. I will arrange the printing.
I want this face to be plastered all over the streets and alleys all over the world, and make it the most familiar face to people. No matter how magical the face is, people will remember it if they see it every day!"
The printing technology in the Ming Dynasty was actually quite developed, and most of the books sold in the market were printed. If it was an ordinary portrait, Xiao Feng could naturally have it printed by stereotype without hand-painting.
But the emissary's face is really special, and the printed portrait will be distorted by three points and lose its charm. So Xiao Feng adopted a method of combining the two.
Every ten printed portraits were paired with one hand-drawn portrait by an artist, and were sent to various places on horseback to be widely pasted. Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, no wanted criminal has ever enjoyed this kind of treatment.
As for the areas near the capital, they are even more luxurious. The works posted in the streets and alleys are all the artist's own works, which are vivid and full of charm.
Soon someone discovered the magic of this painting, that is, when you look at it, you feel like you remember it, but after a while, the face becomes blurry!
This was simply amazing, so a folk puzzle game was born called: How Long Can You Remember?
The rules of the game are very simple. Three or five friends, no limit to the number of people, get together, put a portrait of the emissary on the table, and watch it together for a while.
Then put the paintings away and do something else that you love to do, and then everyone starts to draw. Finally, take out the paintings and compare whoever draws the closest, whoever wins. If someone can't draw, use words.
The description should reach the level of government description of wanted criminals.
This game is so popular,
Not only do adults love to play, but some families also buy them for their children to play as games. The experience of the game has a lot to do with the authenticity rate of the props.
The printing is similar to pirated copies, it is not very enjoyable to play, and the error rate is relatively high. It is like watching a pirated short movie, and the key parts cannot be clearly seen.
The paintings drawn by the artist himself are genuine, and you can see every hair clearly. They are absolutely worth the money. For a time, the supply of genuine paintings by the artist exceeded the demand, and the notices posted on the walls were often secretly revealed.
Walk!
So Xiao Feng simply asked the painter to directly get involved in the game industry, draw more paintings, sell them for money, and sell them through Zhang Tianci's grocery store, which became popular all over the country.
The emissary was hiding in a hut outside the city, trembling with rage. The face he had always been proud of, the face with its built-in forgetting filter, had now become a tabletop game known to women and children across the country!
Even if this face is easily forgotten, with such a speed of communication, he will no longer be able to engage in secret work in the future. This Xiao Feng is simply a devil, a devil without great virtue!
The most wicked thing is yet to come. Officials at all levels quickly received orders that any woman who was raped or even killed by a female must immediately report to the local Jinyiwei. In a blink of an eye, people from Jinyiwei, Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment would arrive.
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This surprised the local gangsters and bullies. They were used to being local hegemons, and they also had some background in the government. They did not dare to commit murder, arson, molestation of women, or even forcible indecency.
They also bully the weak and fear the strong, and specifically look for those with weak personalities. This kind of thing is all about the people and not the officials.
But now it can no longer be done. The government says that any woman who is molested involves the security of the court, and anyone who conceals it or fails to report it is also guilty!
As a result, women who had suffered losses in the past also filed complaints one after another, fearing that they would be regarded as those who concealed and failed to repay the crime. After all the troubles, the emissary was still not found, and a lot of local gangsters and bullies were arrested.
Xiao Feng ordered the local government to impose severe punishments. Anyone who dares to indulge in light punishments will be punished with the same crime!
These gangsters and bullies were beaten and punished, and serious repeat offenders were even exiled. They shed tears and felt very aggrieved.
Because they really couldn't understand why they had endangered the safety of the imperial court by just making the same mistakes that powerful men would make.
Not only that, the Jiaofang Bureau also issued a notice. From now until further notice, all Goulan brothels will not allow girls to deliver goods to their doors. Those who have consumer needs can only go to the business premises for consumption. Anyone who dares to secretly stuff small cards will be severely punished.
Punishment!
This makes customers who like to order takeout very dissatisfied, but they don't dare to stand up and object because those who can afford to order takeout are generally people with status.
Who can stand up and shout loudly without regard for face or future: "I like ordering takeout, but I don't like dine-in. Why do you deprive me of the right to order takeout?"
Only the emissary who was hiding in the hut and dared not go out knew that Xiao Feng's actions were directed at him. This also showed that Xiao Feng had already figured out the key reasons for the murders of many women in the past.
After practicing the Divine Art of Ultimate Bliss, men and women will become extremely dependent on men and women. For example, after a man who practices the Divine Art of Ultimate Bliss is injured, ordinary medicines have no effect on the injury. Instead, he needs to have intercourse with a woman and perform the exercises to heal the injury during intercourse.
But something must be gained, something must be lost. The essence of Bliss Divine Art is the art of replenishing. In the process of healing injuries, a woman's body will be damaged. If it is an ordinary woman without martial arts, she may be too much.
Died of exhaustion.
If it is a woman who also practices the Divine Bliss Gong, it will have the best healing effect during intercourse, but it will also be harmful to the woman. If the next best thing is to use the palm of the hand to assist in the movement, it will also have an auxiliary effect and is safer for the woman.
On the contrary, after a woman is injured, if she wants to recover, she also needs to find a man to have sex. This is why Rouge Tiger consumes a lot of Paradise Pills and men.
If the practitioner is not injured, practices kung fu in daily life, and controls the internal force properly, although the subject will collapse and the body will be damaged, it will be a relatively long-term process and it will not be so wasteful.
The emissary and Zhan Feiyun had a head-to-head confrontation, and both were seriously injured. If it was a fair fight, he would not have been able to deal with Zhan Feiyun.
He must have suffered such a serious injury because he was faster than Zhan Feiyun in terms of speed, so there was no need to use his internal strength.
But because he was in a hurry to escape, he didn't have time to attack calmly, so he could only fight with the most disadvantageous method, which led to this result. Although his internal strength was higher than Zhan Feiyun's, it didn't have an absolute crushing effect, and in the end both sides suffered losses.
He had an extremely strong need for healing at this time, but he could neither go to Miss Yun nor Yan Zhihu, so he could only look for ordinary women or the girl from Fireworks Willow Alley.
Xiao Feng's two-pronged move blocked both of his paths. Even if he wanted to force a move, it would be difficult, because his face has become the most popular face in the entire Ming Dynasty, let alone if he wanted to force a breakthrough.
, you can’t even visit the spots in advance.
Think about it, no one would notice him when he casually walked on the street, so he could easily find out how many widows there were nearby, how many men were away from home, and how many had few families at home.
But now whenever he appears on the street, he will be like a beautiful woman running naked. People will not only watch and follow him, but also shout excitedly.
"Come and look, it's this face! I painted my nose crooked last night and was fined two drinks!
Hurry up and tell the Yamen that there is a silver reward! My dear ones, who knows, you can make money by playing games these days!"
As smart as Yan Shifan, he naturally thought of Xiao Feng's intention of using both methods. He was so anxious in Yan's mansion that the maid who helped him put out the fire had to follow him around, just like a small gear driving a large gear.
"Xiao Feng, you bastard, if you continue like this, it will be a matter of time before the secret envoy is arrested. Even if the secret envoy is not arrested, I'm afraid he won't be able to appear in public in the future.
The top priority is to allow the emissary to hide. As long as I survive this period of time, I will be able to make this wind relax. But if he is really injured, he may not be able to endure it without a woman."
Yan Shifan didn't know much about the Divine Art of Bliss. He had only heard the emissary talk about using women to heal wounds. Thinking of the last time the emissary killed so many women in order to heal his wounds, he would definitely not be able to bear it this time.
Yan Shifan first considered the Rouge sisters, but immediately gave up.
At first he was a little reluctant to let go. Sister Rouge was still capable of doing things. What if she was tortured to death by the emissary?
Secondly, he knew that the Rouge sisters were not going to deal with the emissary, and they would definitely refuse to do so. The two sisters were highly skilled in martial arts, and he could not force them to sleep with the emissary.
The women in his own house are no longer rich. Now that there are no opportunities for drafting girls, it is getting harder and harder to recruit new ones. Besides, these women were bought by Yan's house. They have identities and foundations. If they are found out, it will be troublesome.
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So after much deliberation, Yan Shifan could only rely on Baihualou. He went to see Baihualou in person and calmly gave instructions to the flower slave who poured wine for him and Zhang Yuan.
"Prepare a few girls and send them to a place. These girls must be the kind that no one will care about even if they die!"