In an instant, most of the men in the temple, including Mr. Wang, subconsciously tightened their buttocks.

Of course, quite a few of them looked passionately at Wu Wencai's butt and licked their lips wetly.

It seems that I have been looking forward to the new products for a long time.

Before Wu Wen could throw the box away, the bellyband inside had already slipped into his lapel like lightning and automatically stretched up his body.

Dozens of threads representing his "destiny" in this life extended from his body and floated towards the mysterious "Gong Wu" behind the curtain.

Realizing what he was about to face, this "evil by nature" who had done all kinds of bad things finally regretted it and let out a shrill scream:

"Save me! Save me! Lord Yama, I was wrong, let me go to hell, let me go to hell!

I want to continue grinding, I want to earn little red flowers, I want to reform, and I want to strive to be this year's model vanguard.

Give me another chance, give me another chance—!"

Mr. Wang, who was shrinking inside Senior Brother Song, could only silently spread his hands, saying that he was helpless.

These scapegoats were all meant to die for him, Lao Wang. It was Sun Yueniang's destiny to "fly on a branch", and Wu Wencai's destiny to "be worse off than life".

I saw that after he entered the role of "little official", his temperament suddenly turned feminine.

Gorgeous makeup appeared on her face, she put on gorgeous clothes, and her every move and smile revealed a variety of charms that were different from those of women.

Whenever he wants to resist this state, the level of lignification on his body increases rapidly, visible to the naked eye.

No matter how hard I pull, I can't stop pulling out the threads that represent "destiny" on my body.

It wasn't until Wuwen was weak and weak that he was sandwiched between two big men as strong as cattle, and was forcefully taken away while stroking his buttocks.

Mr. Wang just silently deleted all the memories in his mind.

While preventing the secrets of the underworld from leaking, it also allows him to enjoy this new career without any psychological barriers.

It's exactly this: "Don't force yourself when you're in luck. Your efforts today will be in vain. It's raining in a pool of clear water today, but the ground is covered with residual flowers. It was so windy last night!"

He, Mr. Wang, is too kind-hearted and cannot bear to see such suffering in the world.

Although Wu Wencai is a former employee who has nothing to do with him, he still wishes him well... that he can do whatever he loves from now on, so good!

at this time.

The spectator who couldn't wait to give up his status as an "audience" because of Sun Yueniang, just picked up a box and was stunned to the spot because of Wu Wencai's tragic end.

The box also slipped quietly from his hands.

The lid was opened, and a bamboo... shit scoop rolled out from inside!

——Ye Xianglang!

Instructions: The road to Shu is very difficult and dangerous, and the water entering the river becomes turbid. It is hard to be blessed when you are sick, and the lamp is dark when the oil source is insufficient!

Order!

"Yakaro?! I want to clean up other people's shit in this town forever?!

No, no, I don’t want it!”

No matter how much he resisted, Ye Xianglang's "fate" pushed him to pick up the manure spoon and walk onto the street.

The wishes in a person's heart are naturally beautiful.

But the social division of labor composed of people, just like nature, always has a pyramid structure that is thick at the bottom and thin at the top.

As long as there are enough people below, the people above can be high enough!

As the saying goes, "The water overflows when it is full, and the moon waxes and wanes." Those who most hope that life will be solid and without any unexpected situations are the small group of people occupying the top of the pyramid.

And every accident may be an opportunity for the lower class to make a comeback.

Once the lower level loses the "accident", that is, the "escaped one", it means that hope has been completely lost.

At that time, no matter how much "The Art of War" the fish seller read, he could not deviate from his established life trajectory and become a superior person.

Obvious.

Rather than letting everyone live the beautiful life of their dreams, [Weird], who is responsible for writing the script, prefers to see the misery and despair on human faces when Huang Liang's dream is shattered.

The so-called tragedy is... destroying the most beautiful things for people to see!

"Accidents, outsiders, strange things in the world, I seem to see it more and more clearly..."

Wang Yuan palmed his hand and took out the half of the [Shengtian Half Zi].

[Taboo: Only those outsiders who truly jump out of the way of heaven can truly play chess with the sky and beat the sky!]

Outside the dream, the two sides are fighting in a stalemate. How similar is it to this dream where everything has been designed?

No matter how hard the indigenous side struggles and how many times they crack down on the conspiracy, the outcome will inevitably come to an end.

And Wang Yuan, as a visitor from outside the world, seems to be the "accident" that the native heaven has been waiting for for a long time!

This is why several [Heavenly Officials] made repeated mistakes in their calculations.

At the same time, it is also the main reason why [Da Si Ming] loves to pull him along in everything.

...

Three of the ten companions were lost in one go, allowing the remaining survivors to truly understand the situation.

Realize that the moon in the sky is not rounder than on earth.

I saw that after the remaining seven people were scared off by the two unlucky guys, no one took the initiative to give up their identity as an audience member.

The old temple official was not disappointed at all and continued to say with a smile:

"Since none of you 'audiences' want to welcome a new destiny, please continue to enjoy the next show."

Slowing down a bit, Li Tieniu, who was lucky enough to escape, plucked up the courage to ask:

"What show?"

I saw a mysterious smile on the old man's face, and slowly uttered two words:

"Life!

Now that you have captured Zhou, the next show you want to enjoy is of course Life!"

Everyone's eyes suddenly widened.

"Life? It will take years and months to come to an end, right?

We don’t want to stay in this weird place, we have to go to the next stop! Let us go!”

They all realized something was wrong.

[Rule 5: The audience cannot go to the next stop until the performance of this play ends successfully. 】

When the lives of countless individuals in this small town have turned into a drama, how can it possibly end?

Children and grandchildren are infinitely more valuable.

And as "audiences", they can never interfere with the progress of the play.

In other words, unless an actor invites them to cooperate, they cannot stay or eat here, and can only watch.

Only now do they realize that this rule was a trap from the beginning.

The puppet theater is not prepared to let any "audience" leave here.

Seeing the angry expressions on the faces of the group, the old temple official smiled even more happily:

"When will the play end? Of course, it will only end after the actors take their bows.

From the moment you step on the stage, you are destined to become one of us sooner or later.

Do you want to forcefully interrupt this performance?

Okay, I will give you a chance now!"

With that said, the townspeople in the temple lost their "cunning" disguise and all revealed their true colors as puppets.

Wooden body, limbs, stiff face, uncontrollable facial features with their own thoughts...

Tapeworm-like threads burrowed in and out of the body, causing the wooden body to twitch.

It seems that every time they act in line with their role and destiny, something will be taken out and eaten from their bodies.

Caracara...

With the crisp sound of joint movement, puppets of different shapes slowly gathered around with stiff steps.

Li Tieniu, a former water bandit, was the most irritable. Being teased time and time again, he had long been filled with anger.

At this moment, he was so fierce that he took a step forward and kicked the nearest butcher into pieces without any regard for the consequences.

The ring crashed and shattered into parts.

"Haha, vulnerable!

Grandpa Tieniu will kill you all today and let you pretend to be gods and ghosts again!"

Just as he was laughing and about to pounce on the second puppet, his body suddenly froze, and he lowered his head in shock, only to find that his feet had turned into... wood.
To be continued...