Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 84 084 Community Sends Warmth

Eclipse says this process will be painful, but the good news is that it won't last long.

The dilemma Feng Xiuhu is facing now is that his current meager magic power is not enough to support the spirit of Eclipse to come to the world and then "eat" this body.

Eclipse also provided a solution - just like in the last battle, using the magic power attached to the magic weapon.

Feng Xiuhu now only has a hand axe in his hand. As the standard weapon for temple ceremonies, the magic power on it is pitifully small and obviously not enough.

So Feng Xiuhu set his sights on Xiong Guiyuan - her bidding house might yield unexpected gains.

Feng Xiuhu got up from the bed. Lingzhi Shuixian, who had been waiting outside the door, heard the noise and knocked on the door gently.

"Master, the water is still hot. Do you want to wash and change clothes?"

Feng Xiuhu quickly put on his clothes, got out of bed and looked for his shoes: "Come in!"

Narcissus opened the door and let Lingzhi, who was holding a basin, come in.

Seeing Feng Xiuhu bending down to grab something from under the bed, Shuixian quickly trotted over, knelt down, and helped Feng Xiuhu take out the shoes from under the bed.

She was about to help Feng Xiuhu put on his shoes, but Feng Xiuhu took the shoes away: "Thank you."

He quickly put on his shoes, wiped his face, and Feng Xiuhu was the first to go out.

Lingzhi chased after him, holding a porcelain cup and a toothbrush coated with tooth powder: "Master, rinse your mouth!"

Feng Xiuhu took it, put it in his mouth and continued walking forward, his mouth full of foam.

He wanted to get the job done quickly, so he was in a hurry.

Shuixian also came up from behind and said, "Master, Ermazi is waiting in the living room. He seems to have something to say."

Er Mazi?
Feng Xiuhu remembered that he had indeed assigned tasks to the two Mazi brothers yesterday.

He returned the cup and toothbrush to Lingzhi and turned to walk towards the main hall.

Lingzhi and Shuixian were about to catch up when they suddenly heard Xiyao'er's voice from behind.

"You two, come here!"

The two girls looked back and saw Xi Yaoer standing at the door of the wing room, with her hands on her hips, staring at them.

When I turned around to look at Feng Xiuhu, I found that Feng Xiuhu didn't pay any attention to me at all and had already walked away.

The two girls looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and then honestly came to Xi Yaoer, bowed their heads and saluted: "Good morning, Sister Ruan."

Xi Yaoer sneered and said sarcastically, "How can you be as early as you? You're waiting at the door before dawn. Can't you see that there are so many things to do at home? What? Are you waiting for me to do it?"

Narcissus lowered her eyes and replied, "That's not right, Sister Ruan. Serving the Master is our sisters' job. No matter how big the job is, it's not as big as the Master's. Naturally, we have to take care of the Master first. We sisters can take care of other things later."

"How dare you talk back!"

Snapped!
Xiyaoer raised her eyebrows and slapped Narcissus's little face, leaving a red mark.

"Master has hands and feet, does he need you to serve him? You've only been here for a day, so it's time for me to teach you. Our master hates being served the most, so you must remember this."

Narcissus covered her face with her hands and stared at the ground without saying a word.

Lingzhi next to him felt indignant and rolled his eyes secretly.

But Xiyaoer saw it.

"And you!"

Xiyao grabbed Lingzhi's ear, causing her so much pain that tears came out.

"I'm teaching you out of kindness, so remember this: if you ever displease me, I'll have you hanged from the beam in a single sentence."

Without loosening her left hand, she pinched Narcissus's face with her right hand, and said in a threatening tone, "This piece of fragrant flesh is so delicate and tender. If you don't live carefully, you'll be thrown into the street and eaten by stray dogs."

Narcissus and Lingzhi's shoulders were shaking, not sure if it was out of fear or pain.

Narcissus wiped her tears and lowered her head and replied, "Sisters, I've made a note of this. Thank you, Sister Ruan, for your advice."

Her slender waist finally loosened. She clapped her hands, raised her chin, and said like a proud hen, "It's right to know what's going on. Go and wash the underwear in my room."

……

Feng Xiuhu was unaware of the dire situation in the backyard. He went to the main hall and met Ermazi.

Er Mazi handed over a list: "Everyone is on it."

Feng Xiuhu looked down - wow, the paper was filled with names, almost all the residents on the entire street were there.

He said, "You're so stupid! You might as well just list the people who didn't participate."

Er Mazi smiled bitterly: "Then what you are seeing now should be a blank sheet of paper."

Feng Xiuhu was shocked - it turned out that all the residents on Bibo Street except himself were involved.

Er Mazi whispered, "Captain, that's a lot of people. We're shorthanded. How about I use a rope ladder to bring up the guys from the base?"

Feng Xiuhu waved his hand: "No need, I don't believe there are any hard bones here."

After saying that, he led Ermaizi out of the main hall.

With the list, there is no need for a housekeeper to follow.

In the yard in front of the house, Damazi and Shunzi were already waiting, with a dung collector between them.

This was also Ermazi's idea. Although they were looking for trouble, with this dung man accompanying them to point fingers, they had a legitimate reason to fight.

Anyway, the whole street was full of "hostiles", which made it convenient for Feng Xiuhu. He didn't have to think about the route anymore and could just start killing from nearby.

Several people walked out of the house, crossed the street, and came to the door of the house across the street.

Feng Xiuhu was about to go forward and knock on the door when Shunzi kicked the door open and rushed in.

It can be seen that Shunzi was more angry than Feng Xiuhu about having feces thrown at his doorstep.

Although this kind of thing is enough to make people angry in any era, the further back in time it goes, the more insulting it becomes.

So it’s not surprising that Shunzi is angry.

Feng Xiuhu just felt that someone was deliberately disgusting him, but in the eyes of Shunzi and others, this was extremely unlucky and vicious.

This family's house on Bibo Street was considered a large one. When the door was kicked open, the doorman rushed out immediately with a stick in his hand: "Who is so blind——"

The voice stopped abruptly, and Shunzi slammed them against the wall one by one.

The owner of the house came out jogging: "What are you doing?"

Just as Shunzi was about to go forward, Feng Xiuhu rushed out from the side first: "The community is sending warmth!"

Bang!
The kick was not strong enough and the homeowner was kicked back into the living room.

I almost didn't send him away.

The housekeeper helped the hostess out from behind the screen. The hostess waved her handkerchief and cursed, "God damn it, what are you doing with all this noise?"

Feng Xiuhu stepped into the hall and pointed his axe at them: "My hands are even darker when I hit women."

The hostess seemed to have neither seen nor heard anything. She and the housekeeper walked along the screen, and when they passed the unconscious owner, she was still cursing: "I told you to go to bed early at night, but you sleep like a dead pig during the day."

Then the two of them went back from the other side of the screen.

The owner of the house was the only one left in the living room, lying on the floor.

Damazi squatted down and touched the owner's neck: "This bastard is pretending to be dead."

Ermazi picked up the teapot from the table and poured boiling water over his head.

The homeowner screamed and scrambled to his feet, looking at Feng Xiuhu in shock and anger: "You've broken into my house. I'm going to the temple to sue you!"

Feng Xiuhu asked Shunzi, "Is this process still available? Does it work?"

Shunzi replied, "It used to work, but now it doesn't."

Feng Xiuhu asked in confusion, "Why?"

Shunzi grinned, "Because the tax collector was responsible for settling the matter, but now that Lame Mouse is dead, who's going to stand up for him?"

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(End of this chapter)