Chapter 157 - Wishing Land
Chapter 157 - Wishing Land
Duan Yunhong was ultimately unable to kill Ning Fei's "second boyfriend".
It's not because of anything else, but because after investigation, I found that if I wanted to kill him, it would take more than half a month to go back and forth these days, which is not as good as Ning Fei's "Seven Days of Fun of Killing". So Duan Yunhong decided to let him fend for himself.
Duan Yunhong will kill the rest one by one. If Ning Fei didn't want to add these people to the "Seven Days of Joy" list, Duan Yunhong would deal with them separately. As for whether Ning Fei was willing or not, Duan Yunhong would take it as his consent as long as he did not explicitly say "no".
Ning Fei was a little helpless, or speechless: "Are you really going? Do you understand how much of a bootlicker this is? I am now worried that after the effect of the light magic completely fades, you will recall these dark histories and want to kill me."
"I won't get angry over such a small matter. Besides, my magic effect just faded, not my memory." Duan Yunhong replied, "Besides, killing a few scumbags won't become a black record for me."
Hearing this, Ning Fei was too lazy to persuade him anymore. He actually wrote his "ex-list" to Duan Yunhong, which included three former financiers including the Duke of Bartley, as well as three other people he had "played with". Duan Yunhong only took a quick glance and narrowed his eyes: "The old Pope is also involved? And this name, is he the priest who adopted you in the past?"
"Otherwise? Do you think they still have the habit of not eating grass near their burrows? It's just that they treat the people below as commodities, so they won't personally become the sponsors, but will just play as they please when they are in the mood." Ning Fei sneered, "But at that time, the Pope was already in poor condition, and had to rely on medicine to barely 'show his prowess'. The time was also very short, and I almost didn't feel anything. The priest who adopted me was almost seventy years old at that time, and medicine didn't work, so we played a 'prop game'. I have to say, the scene of these two playing together is still quite funny."
"This kind of medicine from a backward world can be very harmful. The Pope took medicine at that time, but he hasn't died until now. It seems that the insignificant light magic did have some effect." Duan Yunhong looked at another name on the note and said sarcastically, "It's a pity that the priest who adopted you is dead, otherwise he would have enjoyed a 'prop game'."
Ning Fei looked at him strangely.
"I'm not talking about the 'props game'! Why don't you give me the germophobia setting now?" Duan Yunhong said with a click of the tongue. "I mean, don't let him die so easily. Use some props to make him die and come back to life."
"Then we should be thankful that he died early." Ning Fei changed the subject, "I just don't know if they will insist on writing the name of that little noble this week."
"They won't still believe in this rule, will they? We have already forcibly changed the rule once, and they should understand that things will not develop as they expected." Duan Yunhong said, "They should withdraw the defense force wasted on the minor nobles and strengthen those around them. As for the names on the square, they can write one and send someone to watch it. If a new name appears, only that person needs to worry, and the others can breathe a sigh of relief for the time being. As for whether they can catch you, most nobles probably don't care."
"Indeed. As long as they are not specifically named, they will not go all out to deal with me - oh, except for the church that wants to exorcise demons." Ning Fei said, "The Earl has only been here for a few short months, but he has understood these people's extremely selfish style very clearly."
"With the world degenerating to this point, who wouldn't benefit themselves? This is human nature. No, this is the nature of all things. It's just that humans here are returning to their nature more." Duan Yunhong said mockingly, "I can understand why you didn't destroy the world. This world is already heading towards destruction. It's just that compared to those worlds full of natural disasters, zombies, and monsters, this world's destruction is slower. In a world where no one has awakened, the end is chosen by everyone in the world together. It's slow, but irreversible."
Ning Fei was a little surprised: "...You actually thought so. Even Yu Zhou said that it would be better to just destroy this world, so that I don't have to dwell on it."
"Yu Zhou? He is just a person who is in a state of 'it is better to destroy than to control'. You and he are close friends, so I can't say much, but you should be careful that he will use the same trick on you." Duan Yunhong openly flirted with Yu Zhou, "Maybe he didn't mean it, but you should be careful."
"You tell me? You don't need to remind me. I won't be controlled by anyone, and he knows he can't control me." Ning Fei glanced at him and snorted, "You just need to take care of yourself and do your own thing. Don't expect me to finish it for you."
Duan Yunhong was prepared to be refuted by him - after all, it involved Yu Zhou, and Duan Yunhong often failed in the competition for Ning Fei's heart - but he didn't expect that Ning Fei actually seemed to agree with him this time. Duan Yunhong felt "flattered".
And... Ning Fei will not accept Yu Zhou's control, which means there is no possibility between them, right?
Thinking of this, Duan Yunhong smiled softly: "... Don't worry, I will put a 'period' on the lives of these idiots."
***
Just as Duan Yunhong expected, although the name of the minor noble was still written in the square, many of the people sent to help were withdrawn. Even the guards on the square were not so strict anymore. The people sent by each family were not so much waiting for Ning Fei as waiting to see whether any new names would appear on the square.
Duan Yunhong also used this name to openly ask people to guard the place every day.
Early in the morning of the sixth day, the servant guarding the square actually came back to report the excitement.
"...a guard wrote the name of Viscount Grey's daughter in the square?"
Duan Yunhong heard this, looked at Ning Fei calmly, and asked, "Why is it her? Has the guard been bewitched again?"
"I don't know if the guard was bewitched, but he really gave the reason. When he was caught, he kept shouting and everyone around him heard it!" The servant replied, "He said that his mother worked in Viscount Grey's house and was accused by his daughter of stealing. His mother didn't admit it, so she was severely beaten and died a few days after returning home. His brother was also a guard in Viscount Grey's house. He said he was going to seek justice for his mother - or just to get a few cents in compensation - but then he disappeared. The Viscount's family said that this man had not worked at home for a long time and no one knew where he had gone. But the guard felt that he was harmed by Viscount Grey and his people again."
"This seems to be a personal vendetta, not Ning Fei's instigation." Duan Yunhong commented, "And it sounds like he has a grudge against Viscount Grey's entire family, so why did he single out the Viscount's daughter alone?"
"I don't know. Maybe it's because of her that everything started?" the servant replied. "I couldn't hear him shouting after he was dragged away. By the way, the handwriting he wrote should be hard to erase. I saw someone rinse it with water, but it didn't fall off at all. I don't know if Viscount Grey's family will send someone to deal with it. The handwriting was still there when I came back."
"Okay, go down." Duan Yunhong asked the servant to go down and get a silver coin as a reward, and then sent everyone out of the tea room, and then looked at Ning Fei, "'Master Devil', what do you think?"
"What do you mean by 'what do you think'?" Ning Fei swallowed the cake in his mouth and leaned back in his chair with his teacup. "Since someone has gone through so much trouble to write it, let's fulfill his wish."
"Are you not going to kill the people on the list?"
"That's your business, not mine."
"Even though he's obviously using you for revenge?"
"The moment I made this rule, wasn't it the beginning of people's suspicion and revenge against each other?"
"But you were talking about nobles at the time." Duan Yunhong stared into his eyes and said slowly, "Now, commoners who want to use you for revenge have appeared...Are you just waiting for the commoners to write their names?"
Ning Fei always says that this world is rotten and hopeless, but what if a commoner is willing to risk his life to write the name of a noble?
"...You've crossed the line again, Mr. Duan." Ning Fei put down the cup and stood up. "I can occasionally let you guess my thoughts, but I'm not interested in discussing my thoughts with you all the time. On the contrary, I hate this kind of entertainment, which makes me feel like a toy being observed. Have fun by yourself, I won't participate in the discussion."
Ning Fei talked as he walked, and patted Duan Yunhong on the shoulder when he passed by him. Duan Yunhong held his hand and looked up at him: "So you want to kill that noble lady? I want to go with you?"
Ning Fei raised an eyebrow: "Don't you have your list?"
"Would I do something like picking up sesame seeds and throwing away watermelons? If you have someone you want to deal with more, of course you should give priority to what makes you happy." Duan Yunhong replied calmly, "Besides, it won't delay it."
Ning Fei snorted and laughed, pulling his hand back: "Don't make it sound like I begged you to come."
Duan Yunhong also laughed: "I want to go on my own, you have no right to interfere."
***
During the day on the sixth day, Viscount Grey crossed out his daughter's name from the square. Since it couldn't be washed off, I just covered the entire thing with dark paint.
On the sixth night, Viscount Grey's house was heavily guarded. His daughter's room was guarded by layers of guards. The girl shivered on the bed and could not sleep all night, while other relatives stayed away from this exquisite boudoir. Some even fled the castle during the day to avoid being implicated like Seris.
On the seventh day, the girls in their boudoirs stayed in fear all day long. But the whole day passed and nothing unusual happened. She was wearing an intricately crafted dress and staring blankly at the delicate mechanical clock on the table, hoping that the hands on it would move faster and faster.
Viscount and Viscount Grey were also in a windowless room, waiting for midnight.
When the hour finally struck, the Viscount and his wife breathed a sigh of relief. The girl in the bedroom was crying with joy - she survived, she survived!
The next moment, the servant stumbled and knocked on the side door and rushed into the castle.
Before he ran to the Viscount and his wife, while still running wildly in the corridor, he was already so panicked that he couldn't stop shouting: "My Lord Viscount, My Lord Viscount! We've been discovered in the villa...!
"The lady was killed!!!"
The bells were still ringing throughout the castle, mixed with the news of death, and had become the bells of mourning.
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