Chapter 283: Fate and Great Terror [Additional update 5/10 for the leader of the book city’s “mutual support” alliance]
This is a new inn.
Xu Xiaoshou moved in again and did not dare to mess around this time.
That explosion cost him tens of thousands of spirit crystals. This was even when the store owner knew that he had been assassinated and did not dare to charge for the cost of repairing the barrier.
To be honest, when he heard that number, Xu Xiaoshou regretted his bullshit words and deeds.
But Haikou has already boasted about it, so naturally it has to be done.
Otherwise, wouldn’t my tall and mighty image be lost in the minds of my junior sisters?
I made an agreement with Mu Zixi to rest for two more days, take the opportunity to practice alchemy, and then take the badge test.
Xu Xiaoshou returned to the room alone again.
Pure.
very nice!
He was a little emotional.
But I don’t plan to use the remaining passive values indiscriminately. I will leave them aside for now, in case there is any unexpected situation, I can use them.
"Meow~"
The little white cat was still sitting at the end of his bed, sniffing constantly, with a look of enjoyment, even though in front of it was Xu Xiaoshou's feet.
"Your name is Greedy God?"
Xu Xiaoshou looked it up and down, but still couldn't see any features.
Except for the pair of purple eyes, there is really nothing surprising about this little white cat.
But I know it very well in my heart.
This is a ghost beast!
A kind of existence similar to gray fog people!
Although I don’t know why it is so weak, ghost beasts are ghost beasts. How can the only king who can only be born in a different dimension be ordinary?
"Meow~"
The little white cat looked up at him and called him affectionately.
"Greedful God..."
"very nice."
Xu Xiaoshou murmured, he envied this carefree state. If someone provided him with vitality every day, so that he would not have to worry about eating and drinking, and there would be someone dedicated to protect his life safety...
This... a magical day!
I can't enjoy it myself, but a broken cat can?
Xu Xiaoshou immediately kicked it.
The little white cat was not annoyed, knowing that its owner was not using any force, so it turned over and touched Xu Xiaoshou's feet again.
"Mom..."
The guy on the chest was dissatisfied, and with a cry, two red lights came out of his body.
Xu Xiao was alerted.
Killing intent?
Greedy God's hair also exploded, and he fluttered behind the bed and curled up in the air.
"Very sensitive!"
Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyebrows. This reaction was almost no less than his own.
While patting the stone Ajie in his arms, he explained: "Don't mess around, this is your brother, you can't kill him."
"Hmm? Brother?"
Xu Xiaoshou waved and called Greedy God over, turned over and took a look, and immediately changed his words: "This is your sister, you must take good care of her in the future!"
"Mom..."
"Meow!"
Xu Xiao was having fun, playing with the cat in one hand and holding a stone in the other, lying quietly on the bed alone, lost in thought.
"Ghost beast..."
She thought of Mo Mo, a somewhat lonely and quiet woman, who was completely different from Jiao Tangtang and Xin Gugu.
They are both bodies of ghosts and beasts, but one side resists them, while the other side accepts them happily.
"Is this a force?"
Xu Xiaoshou looked at the white cat and narrowed his eyes.
He has the clearest feeling of how strong the Gray Mist man is after he releases his power.
If it weren't for Tianxuan Sect's pressure, if it wasn't for the "violent giant" breaking the situation, he might have to kneel down.
And there is obviously more than one such existence in the world.
Compared to Jiao Tangtang and others, Mo Mo and Gray Mist Man are more like the kind of loners who develop on their own.
But those two guys, obviously not.
"So, there is an organization that is a pure ghost beast... or a pure ghost beast host?"
Xu Xiaoshou felt his heart go cold.
This kind of existence alone has the power to destroy the world. What do these guys want to do when they gather together?
He thought about his last conversation with Mr. Sang again. It seemed that the target of the "Saint Slave" was also Mo Mo, who had become the body of a ghost beast.
"strength?"
Xu Xiaoshou petted the cat, and the cat enjoyed it very much, but he had a serious look on his face.
Even a masked man with such a shocking sword power and a peerless strongman like Cenjou under his command is still hungry for power.
Even though the ghost beast body has the most direct and pure source of power, they still formed an organization secretly, and even did not dare to expose it at all.
"for what?"
The more Xu Xiaoshou thought about it, the colder his body felt.
If these two super powerful terrorist organizations have something special in common...
Are they all under the ban of the Holy Temple?
However, one of them is faced with a "white man" who is responsible for catching and killing rebellious humans.
One is facing "Red Clothes", a terrifying existence purely for the purpose of killing ghost beasts.
"Holy Temple?"
Xu Xiaoshou's impression of this continent's number one organization, apart from the absolute justice and absolute order deep in his mind.
It's the likes of Yu Zhiwen and Cheng Xingchu.
"justice……"
"Perhaps, this is what the old man said, the battle between the avenues!"
Xu Xiaoshou didn't believe it before.
But as his strength increased and his knowledge expanded, he felt more and more that the words of the old man Kusaka cowering in the spiritual palace on the night of his apprenticeship became more and more reasonable.
This is an extremely cruel reality.
What is a chess player and what is a chess piece? Xu Xiaoshou learned a little lesson in the Ling Palace.
It's very helpless and very realistic.
Currently, he is just a chess piece at the mercy of others, and his biggest chess master is Mr. Sang!
Even if he wanted to become a disciple at night, he would not dare to refuse.
After becoming a disciple, no matter how ridiculous, playful, or wanting to deviate from the expected track that the old man had set for himself.
In the end, he found that he could not escape control at all.
The deviation from the expected track is indeed due to various escapes that I can do, and I have deviated a little.
But what about after the deviation?
After walking out of this track, he discovered that there were thousands of tracks laid out for him by Mr. Sang!
How to get out?
Whether it is "Jinzhao Tianfen" or "Tianxuanmen", whether it is "Chaoshu" or "Zhang Xinxiong"...
This old man seems to have a very good grasp of people and things.
No matter how bizarre and off-the-rails the process unfolds, looking at the results alone, every one of them is what the old man Cao Li wants.
"Huh~"
Xu Xiaoshou breathed lightly, he was very smart and saw everything clearly.
But there is nothing we can do!
Fortunately, although Mr. Sang has a lonely and eccentric personality, he does have his own style in doing things. His unique love for himself is completely incomprehensible to others.
Even Xu Xiaoshou couldn't understand it.
This old man seems to understand himself better than himself, which is simply terrifying!
But even so, after becoming a disciple, Xu Xiaoshou asked a question, and Mr. Sang answered clearly.
He came to the Spiritual Palace simply to avoid some unnecessary disaster!
This kind of old fox, who coexists with strength and intelligence, and has an extremely terrifying personality and behavior, can only be his own chess master...
In the eyes of others, is he also a pawn?
"Ha!" Xu Xiaoshou sighed.
Among the big forces, is everyone really so scary?
The Holy Temple, the Holy Slave, that ghost beast organization...
As well as those terrifying entities that I have not come into contact with yet, but are also operating silently in the order of this world...
Perhaps as their strength improves again, they will appear next to them inexplicably like the white cat on their hands?
Xu Xiaoshou felt like he was drowning in muddy water.
However, at that time, if I didn't accept Greedy God, Jiaotangtang and Xingugu, could I bear it?
"Sure enough, I'm still a little weak..."
This kind of powerlessness cannot be eliminated by an "explosion gesture" at all.
It comes from the world, like fate, and more like the ruthless wheel of history.
Run over it, no one can escape.
Xu Xiaoshou lowered his head and looked at Greedy God with a look of enjoyment.
This guy was moaning slightly, taking a nap infatuatedly, enjoying himself very much.
"A battle between avenues?"
The young man did not dare to think about it any more.
He was afraid that if he thought about it carefully, Sang Lao's matryoshka world view would really replace his entire understanding of the world!