The muscles on Liu Tingyun's face were beating violently, and the hand holding the sword was clasped tightly, so that the back of the soft and boneless catkin was actually beating with veins, and her eyes were blood red.
Looking directly at Tao Yuanming: "It turns out that from the beginning, I was a pawn in your plan!"
Tao Yuanming nodded: "Who is qualified to be the lord's chess piece, who is not the best among men? To be honest, I am the same as you, the fate of being a chess piece."
Liu Tingyun was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Is it possible that, like me, you were also forced to eat this brain poison pill?"
A trace of resentment flashed in Tao Yuanming's eyes, but disappeared for a moment: "You guessed it right, when I was seven years old, I was forced to take this drug. For decades, I feel like this every night when I go to bed.
There is something in my mind that will eat up my brain at any time, and then fly out again. I had nightmares for eight years before I could gradually force myself not to think about that terrible thing. Mrs. Liu, do you want to follow me?
Can you share your experience with this item?”
Liu Tingyun was silent for a long time before she let go of the hand holding the sword and murmured: "I don't know if you are lying to me, but reason tells me that there is no need for you to control such a powerful person like you this time.
I’m afraid, this is the only way to do it.”
Tao Yuanming said coldly: "My lord forced me to take this pill, and then sent me to my master to teach me literary, military, and scheming tactics. This gave me the skills to work for them."
The world, do those things they can't do, congratulations, Mrs. Liu, you were also chosen by them to become a new angel."
Liu Tingyun opened her eyes wide: "Angel? What the hell is this?!"
Tao Yuanming said calmly: "My lord and master are an ancient organization that has existed for thousands of years. This organization has existed since ancient times. It pursues eternal peace in the world. The leaders of the past dynasties are all figures close to gods. They may not necessarily be immortals.
The name appears in the history of Qing Dynasty, but for thousands of years, the change of dynasties and the rise and fall of the world have been secretly promoted by our organization, or even actively promoted. This organization is called Tiandao."
Liu Tingyun murmured to herself: "The way of heaven, the way of heaven? I have never heard of it."
Tao Yuanming sighed: "Our organization will always be hidden behind history and will not be recorded by anyone, because what we plan is different from Black Hand Qiankun. Back then, Black Hand Qiankun was just a few ancestors when it was founded.
, I accidentally discovered that maybe the family has passed down some Mohist techniques and Mohist ideas, that kind of tradition of not serving any king and always maintaining the so-called universal love and non-aggression in secret."
"Relying on machine skills, storing food and ordnance, and relying on believers to maintain an army that can conquer the world at any time is Momen. However, the ancestors of the Mafia feel that the word "Mo", like the dark forces that have fallen into dust, does not matter.
Geely, so they, who inherited the skills and spirit of the Mohist family, turned to the Mafia, or the Black Hand Universe to rebuild it. You only thought that the Mafia was a secret organization of the alliance of aristocratic families. In fact, it was just the Mohist family of the previous generation.
What a change!"
Liu Tingyun was surprised: "It was actually changed by the Mohist family? Wasn't it an organization formed by the founding ministers and generals after the Jin Dynasty moved south to evade the monarchy?"
At this point, she curled up her lips: "Well, if you don't obey the monarch's authority and maintain your independence as a minister, it would be like the princes in the Spring and Autumn Period. And the Mohist family is like the princes in the mountains.
It is said that there seems to be no formed country and army, but there are tens of thousands of disciples, participating in wars everywhere, collecting rewards, and using various assassinations and poisoning methods. For hundreds of years, no king in the world can achieve unification. The Mafia
Manipulating the Jin Dynasty for hundreds of years is also quite Mohist style."
Tao Yuanming sneered: "The mafia today is no longer as brave as it used to be. Although the few who were there when the Jin Dynasty was founded are still powerful characters, they are still inferior compared to the ancestors who established the mafia."
The difference is, at least, no one can surpass a character like Sima Yi for hundreds of years."
Liu Tingyun gritted her teeth: "I am not interested in these old things. Now I just want to know how I can survive. What kind of angel is this and what the hell is this thing?!"
Tao Yuanming smiled slightly: "The first thing I want to remind you is about the way of heaven. If you dare to reveal even a word to anyone, I guarantee that within two hours, your brain will be destroyed by this Gu worm.
Eat it all, do you believe it?"
Liu Tingyun shook her head in disbelief: "Impossible, that bug has wax balls wrapped around it. It must at least survive..."
Tao Yuanming sighed, took out a small iron flute from his arms, and stuffed it into his mouth. Several tunes of different lengths and weird styles soon began to flow from his mouth into tones, and passed through the iron flute.
The small hole of the flute came out, and Liu Tingyun suddenly felt something moving in her head, and her headache was about to explode. She screamed and covered her head, and she almost squatted on the ground: "Stop, stop!"
The strange tune stopped abruptly, but Liu Tingyun collapsed on the ground. Her hands were weakly holding an embroidered pier. There was blood foam in the corners of her mouth and nostrils. She looked at Tao Yuanming helplessly: "You,
You actually have a way to use music to make this devil..."
Tao Yuanming shook his head gently: "Since it is an ancient demon insect, it has already been cultivated as if it has a human spirit. This little insect has eaten many human brains and retained the memories of many elite wise men. The reason why
It is sealed in this wax pill with the help of the spells and elixirs of the ancestors of the Heavenly Dao of past generations, and the eight tones of this magic flute can make it wake up. Even if it only moves a few times, it will make you like just now. This time,
Do you know how powerful it is?"
Liu Tingyun gasped loudly: "No, it's impossible, I, I can obviously vomit everything in my stomach, even the bile, I vomited it all, why, how come this damn bug..."
Tao Yuanming looked at Liu Tingyun with half mockery and half pity: "Since it's a brain poison, it can only burrow into the brain. I say Mrs. Liu, you have to invent a medicine that can spit out your brain.
This may be able to get out the damn bug. Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that Cao Cao's previous trouble was that he was forced to swallow this thing by the ancestor of Tiandao when he was young. In his old age, he became more and more tired.
The more disobedient I am, the more I have attacks."
"And Hua Tuo, who wanted to take advantage of him, was one of our Tiandao ancestors. In the end, the two sides broke down. Cao Cao would rather die than kill my ancestor. He is a ruthless person! Oh, it seems like you are now
This one in my mind is the one that ate Cao Cao's brain. Congratulations, Mrs. Liu! Maybe before you die, you can have the same thoughts as Cao Mengde. Then I still have some questions to ask you. Oh, no, I want to ask you.
Where is Cao Mengde?"
This chapter has been completed!