Lin Zhiming put away the muskets that were still emitting hot smoke: "Now we are developing new martial arts. If we don't seek flexibility in passing on martial arts, can we avoid bullets or cannons?"

Then he looked around, but saw that many people had noticed this: "There are quite a lot of people."

But there is no such villain-like character, clapping his hands while appearing.

Some are murderous intentions.

After all, Lin Zhiming killed someone as soon as he entered the door.

"Your Excellency knows that there is a tiger in the mountain, but you are on the way to the tiger mountain."

A monk came out of the side room: "I am Monk Yuanzhi of Qingliang Temple. Today I came to mediate the grudges. This is Taoist Lin from Wanshou Palace. As expected, the hero is a young man."

"Haha, the great way did not destroy the monks, bald donkey, you are asking for scolding. If you don't do a good job in your Qingliang Temple, you will create more physical bodies and gold bodies to deceive believers' money, but you just came here and follow these monsters and monsters and make trouble."

Lin Zhiming was not polite at all, and he whispered a bald donkey.

"Donor, a good word warms three winters, and a bad word hurts people in June. If there are any misunderstandings here, we can sit down and talk."

"Yes, you can sit down and talk." This sentence was not spoken by a human voice. Lin Jieming looked at it and was a red-robed old man with a blue-faced ghost and a red-faced ghost followed by him.

"The City God is here too?" Hu Jiezhou whispered: "It doesn't look like the City God of Nanjing."

Lin Zhiming naturally recognized the Nanjing City God. When he was married, he got the marriage certificate from the Nanjing City God in the Forbidden City in Nanjing.

"It's just a county city god." Lin Zhuming said: "It's probably the one I bought."

When Lin Zhiming had just traveled through time, the gambling ghost Hu Guangzong was taken away by the City God, and was taken over by a group of lonely ghosts and returned to the sun, and finally died tragically.

I think it was this city god, Lin Zhiming marked it so that he would not let him run away later.

"The world is not fighting and killing, but human accidents. The world is bustling with people and everything comes for profit, and the world is bustling with people and people goes for profit. Killing cannot solve the problem. It is better to sit down and talk."

But another condescending voice came.

Lin Zhuming asked, "Who are you?"

"I'll just pay homage to the temple of Guandi." The voice was a little satisfied.

"Profit is the goal?" Lin Zhuming said coldly: "Everything can be backed by utilitarianism? Thanks to Emperor Guan's loyalty and righteousness, you are old dogs, and you are barking so much that you can eat and drink and bark here."

"Have you eaten firecrackers? I kindly advised you. If it were someone else, I wouldn't hear this advice."

"Please advise me?" Lin Zhuming laughed: "Stop using the experience of the world to suppress me. Where is the evil god of wealth? Isn't there?"

But he heard a voice: "Bold! How did you talk to the God of Wealth?"

However, before the words were finished, a big hole appeared on the forehead, his eyes were filled with incredible feelings, and he fell straight down.

"Young people are very angry." Finally, from the second floor, Lin Zhiming saw the evil god of wealth who was almost exactly the same as Guandi.

"Nonsense, if you don't be angry, can you call a young man?" Lin Zhuming said coldly: "What are you doing with such a look?"

The evil treasure god said: "When you open a business, you should be more important than peace. Feel free to argue. I have always adhered to this concept. Why do you, a Taoist, follow me?"

"In this world, a large number of people die every day, and some of them are unwilling to die. I will make a deal with them. You love and I will, it's that simple."

These people have their own set of fallacies, they can say the right as wrong, they can say the wrong as right, confuse right and wrong, and confuse black and white.

Take exploitation as a matter of course, and treat human life as something that can be measured by money.

"Isn't it just that a few irrelevant people die, how much do you want?" The evil god of wealth said, "The justice you pursue is actually used by the powerful and powerful to fool you inferior people. This world has always been like this. Whoever wins will be righteous. I am not afraid of a Taoist protector like you, I just feel troublesome."

"Is it useful for you to kill my people? For the sake of money, there are a lot of people who can give up their conscience. I can pull a new team at any time."

"But what about you?" said the God of Evil Wealth: "If you want to practice and become an immortal, or to become a king and fight for hegemony? No matter what, you can't escape being dragged down by your body and spirit. Over time, you will just sweep away the loess."

"You want to suppress me?" Lin Yaoming smiled.

"I don't mean to suppress you. After all, you are a person to me now, but your thoughts are wrong. Do you think, do you think, how can there be so many in this world? "

"This is not something that can be explained clearly just by right or wrong. If you want to draw a boundary, it will be just a black tank of black."

"These things can't be solved by killing them."

"You are making a sophistry." Lin Zhuming said firmly: "In this world, no one who is strong is right, and whoever has money is privilege."

"Then you are wrong. These officials may be concerned about where the environment is good and suitable for living, care about cats, dogs, write a praise article, or draw a few paintings specifically on it. They all think it is normal."

"But they don't care about people alone. These people are born with privileges. They believe that people like themselves are considered human beings, able to recite poems, sing and dance alone, enjoy mountains and rivers, and go to and from official residences."

"But some people are naturally lowly. They eat food in the soil, are dirty, merciless, cunning, greedy, vulgar, short-sighted..."

The evil god of wealth asked, "Do you think these two types of people are equal?"

"Your wording is very problematic, you are deliberately slandering..." Lin Jieming's murderous intent became more and more powerful.

"Have I discredited it? Human nature has been so ugly since ancient times. It's just that some people have learned to disguise, and some people can't learn it."

"I think my words should touch your soul a little for you. I hope you can understand that this world has always been gray. It is certainly fresh and energetic to choose to resist this world."

"But then what? The world has developed and changed so quickly. There are many countries and dynasties on the other side of the ocean, dynasties, and many people like me, who are all like this and even begin to establish their own countries."

The God of Evil Cai said: "I admire you very much, but I don't recognize your behavior. You want to overthrow me, and then? Who will restrict the dark side of Nanjing City here?"

"You overthrew me, can you overthrow this world? Or do you also want to be that privileged class? If so, then you don't have to choose that path at all. I can take you. You are very similar to me when I was young."

The evil god of wealth smiled: "What do you think?"

"I think you're maid!" Lin Jieming suddenly rose.
Chapter completed!