After being stunned for a few seconds, I quickly ran to the fat man lying on the ground, grabbed him and ran out.
When I was about to rush out of the courtyard, I was shocked. I only saw two broken heads leaning in the corner. On the wall was a pool of smashed meat cakes. The two people who had laughed at me just now had already left.
To the west.
A cold chill is spreading from the air. I don't know if it's my imagination, but now is definitely the worst time. If you want to die, you will die. Even if the so-called righteous people just stand in line, their lives will become like grass.
, without any guarantee.
In fact, if I want to think about it more broadly, I don't have a metaphor in mind. The current situation is like the Young and Dangerous in Hong Kong movies. The righteous people and the Black Tower clan from the ghost world are two incompatible gangs.
, there is no reconciliation, only who kills whom first.
The difference is that as a righteous party, we will not use ordinary people as materials for refinement, but the Black Tower tribe will. They are eager to come to the human world just for more resources.
Therefore, we naturally have a sense of responsibility. If we abandon our sense of responsibility, we can still escape disasters like ordinary people. But many times, the so-called Taoist heart is to keep this sense of responsibility.
The last time Hanadaochang fought with a little devil, he finally killed the little devil, but he was also seriously injured. If he failed to abide by his responsibility, he would definitely not be able to be promoted to the psionic form.
Running all the way, I thought about what Taoist heart is. Do I, a little miscellaneous fish who became a monk halfway, really have Taoist heart? What I have is just some common sense in the world that everyone understands. Many times, I am pushed by the form.
Go, suddenly I thought of the various ancient legends I saw when I was promoted to psionic form. They seemed to deliberately destroy those orthodoxies and use some distorted and willful things to explain the development of things.
How could Nuwa destroy the sky with her butt? A normal person would know it is impossible even if he thinks about it with his butt. But if it appears on your college entrance examination paper and tells you that it is the correct answer, if you answer it correctly, you will be able to enter the book.
, if you answer incorrectly, you will have to go back to the countryside to farm.
Fate is so heavy that one has to bend down.
However, it was useless to express our feelings. When we were full of hope that there would be a large number of strong comrades waiting for us, we only saw eight listless people sitting on a large dark bench in a dilapidated hut.
No matter how he looks, he looks like a migrant worker, just coming off the construction site.
To be honest, I almost grabbed the fat man and said, let's go, it would be good to put down the so-called responsibilities and run far away, at least we can live longer.
Then I was slapped in the face by reality. Among these eight people, three were half-immortals, and five were super righteous people whose strength was psionic ten years ago.
The flower priest also said that if he hadn't seen that my strength reached the psychic level, he wouldn't have let me follow him to avoid leaking the secret.
I...I don't speak, I just like to watch you adults arrange things, and I just do it.
When the fat man saw so many strong men, he suddenly became energetic. He didn't remember me, a brother of life and death. He threw away his arms and started to talk about his big plan. But when I heard him speak, I couldn't help but feel sorry for these super powerful righteous people.
A sweat.
A fat man always talks half-heartedly when doing things. If you follow him, you will be the one who suffers in the end. But when things are done, you can't complain about him. After all, you do as he said and things are done.
But it’s useless for me to have faith in Fatty alone. There is a saying that with great power comes great responsibility. Although these strong men all look honest, their hearts are as high as the sky. They want to defeat all the devils alone and become
A hero that attracts everyone's attention.
Even though the fat man had a sharp tongue, there was no way he could talk them through. In the end, the half-immortal formed a separate team with two psychic types and said they would act according to the situation.
Fatty's face turned green with anger, and I quickly went up to smooth things over, saying that Fatty's plan would definitely work, and you should just listen to him.
But I was a soft-spoken person, and a half-immortal glanced at me and said disdainfully that I was just a woman who relied on women. I didn’t like hearing this anymore, and I didn’t want Xuerou to be in my body. Besides, many times,
I carried it all by myself, Xuerou didn't do anything.
But I could only swallow these words in pieces and couldn't say them out.
In the end, although Hua Daochang was the one to assemble them, he did not have the final say. Fatty wanted to try harder to persuade, but a half-immortal directly scolded him and said that he was not strong enough and could only play support, without the right to say.
The female driver couldn't stand it any longer. She slammed the table and said that an expert told her that only by listening to the fat man could she have a chance to defeat the Black Tower clan.
Then the three of us almost didn't get kicked out, but luckily the flower director stopped us, otherwise there would be no room for recovery if we were kicked out.
I huddled in the corner and sighed. People definitely want to live longer. Although the flower priest used rhetoric to pull them over, when faced with the real situation, the danger had already drowned out the rhetoric. I could see that
, among these eight people, at least six don’t want to do it anymore, and two are hesitating whether to continue doing it.
I almost couldn't hold it back, so I went over and slapped the table, pointed at their noses and scolded them: Where is your Taoist heart, have you cultivated it to the point of your butthole?
I don’t dare, so give up.
After the conversation, they listened to Fatty's words to some extent. Looking at Fatty's expression that became more pertinent, I knew that Fatty must have left some dangerous tricks for them, especially the half-immortal who scolded Fatty. He was bound to be unlucky and die.
It takes half a life.
An hour later, we left one after another. A man named Liu Tianshan and I went to a gathering point of the Black Tower Clan to kill at least one big demon among the enemy troops. When I first heard this, I
I thought they were kidding me, but in view of my trust in the fat man, I chose to accept it.
Liu Tianshan is a good person. He doesn't talk much during meetings, has a reserved temperament, and looks quite calm. However, his eyes that are always squinting make me think that he doesn't speak because he is afraid that his secret will be revealed when he speaks.
I prayed in my heart that you would never give me an unreliable teammate, at least someone who can't beat me and won't suddenly run away.
Then we came to Mingjue Lake, which is located in the eastern suburbs outside the city. At this time, a lot of black air had gathered in the sky, cold air was emanating from the air, and the temperature had dropped to zero degrees.
But the lake water has not been affected, and the plants on the lakeside are as lush as usual. There is no such thing as the so-called plants near cold places in ghost movies that will die.
We quietly rushed to a floating restaurant in the center of the lake. The entire restaurant was built on a large boat. It was antique and looked like an ancient pavilion.