"I heard from my grandpa that in ancient times, there were some powerful wizards who could attach human consciousness, sorrow and joy to some spiritual weapons, thereby making the spiritual weapons become like humans. It's just that this kind of witchcraft was created The puppet should not be able to complete overly complicated tasks." Ye Xiaowu said.
Ye Xiaowu meant that the fat man in front of him could be a puppet, but the young men who attacked Peng Zhan and the others could not be puppets if they could show such a high degree of cooperation.
"Sister Ling'er, although they are just puppets, they had to go through a series of inhuman tortures during the production process. They are victims of wizard torture. I hope you will never treat them simply as objects rather than flesh and blood. Human beings." Ye Xiaowu said to Cheng Wanling with a serious face.
Cheng Wanling stuck out her tongue and whispered, "Okay, I understand, and I will definitely treat them well in the future."
As he was talking, a heartbreaking scream suddenly came from not far away. Looking for the sound, he saw a few well-dressed dudes beating a ragged beggar.
Seeing the weak being bullied, Cheng Wanling's chivalrous heart immediately burst into flames. She flew towards those playboys and punched and kicked them.
But soon, she discovered that these dandies were just puppets performing tasks like the fat boss before, and she suddenly felt very embarrassed.
Are those puppets who perform bad tasks still bad people? This made Cheng Wanling very embarrassed. She turned to be very angry at the makers of these puppets. Why were they specially created to perform bad tasks?
Compared with Cheng Wanling's struggle with the sense of justice, Peng Zhan and Han Rubing did not have such concerns, especially Peng Zhan, who always felt that things were not as simple as Chen Yan said.
The fat boss before and these dandy boys now said that they were puppets. Peng Zhan had no objection, but he couldn't accept that the people he had fought with before were also puppets.
"Ling'er, let them go." Peng Zhan said softly to Cheng Wanling who was controlling the puppets.
Although the dandies were controlled by Cheng Wanling, the situation of the ragged man who was beaten did not improve. He was still lying on the ground, his body twitching and wailing, which was no different from being beaten.
Cheng Wanling had no choice but to let go of the playboys unwillingly. As soon as she let go, the guys immediately started their violence mode again.
Peng Zhan and the others continued to move forward. At this moment, there was a burst of cheers from the corner of the street, and then they saw a group of soldiers holding spears walking towards this side in uniform steps.
The vendors and wanderers on both sides of the street quickly knelt on both sides of the road, lowered their heads, and lay on the ground, their bodies trembling with nervousness.
Behind the spear soldiers was a group of soldiers on tall horses. They took advantage of the visual advantage of sitting on the horses to look down at the people kneeling on both sides of the road.
If someone's kneeling posture was slightly less respectful, the whip in their hands immediately flew over, and the next moment, their skin and flesh were torn apart.
However, Peng Zhan and the others were standing there without being attacked by the whip. It seemed that these were also set in advance.
After the cavalry, there were several guards with swords. They held the handles of the swords and their walking sounds were sonorous and powerful, giving people a feeling of overwhelming fighting power.
Peng Zhan and the others felt like they were watching a play, except that this scene was far more realistic than watching a play. It very realistically restored the scene of the emperor's palace parade more than 2,000 years ago.
While everyone was watching the show quietly, Peng Zhan suddenly felt a hostile gaze. He quickly looked around and found that the person looking at him was a guard with a knife.
After their eyes briefly met in the air, the guard with the knife immediately looked away, and his eyes seemed to be full of malice and guilt.
"Your Majesty, long live my emperor!"
Peng Zhan was about to investigate the situation of the knife-wielding guard who peeked at him, but the kneeling people on both sides let out deafening cheers. Then, he saw a very luxuriously decorated carriage slowly appearing on the street corner.
The carriage's carriage was open, studded with gold and sparkling diamonds, and there were huge luminous pearls on the four corners. The luminous pearls on each corner exuded a different luster.
