"Swearing?" Tie Shou was stunned, but he didn't think about it.
Compared to Ling Linglu's rather out-of-the-box thinking, Tie Shou is still a bit rigid.
"And... do you feel that this scene... looks familiar?" Ling Linglu asked Tie Shou.
Many thoughts quickly flashed through Tie Shou's mind.
Many scenes that he had not noticed began to flash back before his eyes.
Suddenly, Tie Shou felt a little cold.
When he looked down, he was surprised to find that there were pimples on his arms.
"Six gates, Shenhou Mansion, Jin Yiwei... even the palace..." Tie Shou was suddenly speechless at this time.
When everything seemed normal, he didn't care.
When abnormality is 'pointed out', the world seen in the eyes seems to be collapsing and subverting.
Ling Linglu took a long breath and said: "It should not be... some of them should really be coincidences. Otherwise... they don't have to spend a lot of time at all and can directly subvert everything."
"But...even so, erasing those...certain parts that we have misunderstood is appalling enough."
At this time, the two aborigines deeply felt the malice from the outside world.
Although they don't know anything about it yet.
Sometimes, it’s not the enemy you fear, but the unknown.
In the wasteland world, the concepts of outsiders and immortals have almost been openly solidified. Even so, the aborigines of the wasteland world still live well, and because of their priority in force, they have formed a certain influence on the monks. degree of suppression.
Therefore, the information bias in the world of Gaowu is actually a kind of conceptual 'torture' for the indigenous people.
And this torture can be contagious with the bonds and connections between people.
For example, after the original identity dies, plot points are spent to choose a person with a shifted identity to 'inherit'. Family and friendship can be connected with relatively little deviation, but can the same be true for love?
Even if it is a brother-in-law relationship or a sister-in-law relationship, the ethical and moral devastation to the aborigines will always spread and torture the hearts of those who choose to 'inherit'. The more sincere the emotion, the less it can withstand such torture.
This is Ke Xiaoliang's "viciousness". He uses a seemingly gentle and considerate way to take back the "plot points" he spreads, while at the same time asking the monks to create more demonic values for him on a daily basis.
To do something earth-shattering, of course, is to cut the leeks hard and hard.
But the output of subtle, invisible, and inadvertent details is also a long-term way of harvesting.
And the overall value that can be created far exceeds that of doing big things.
Tie Shou and Ling Ling Lu regarded all the people around them who had 'abnormal conversations' as members of the same organization, so they felt a huge sense of horror in their hearts.
I felt the huge thing hidden in the darkness, as if I could vaguely see the huge iceberg hidden under the sea.
This is not the case.
Although the group of monks is large, it is not unified.
There are only a lot more internal disputes among them.
Just like the Leizhou Guild Hall that Ling Linglu and the others were spying on at the moment.
It's just a fellow villagers' hall.
It's not that mysterious or scary.
Those small sects, small families, and casual cultivators are connected through such a hometown association to do great things together.
This is the way they choose to survive and operate.
When fighting alone and not being able to compete with the big sects, the only way is to stay together in groups and seize some resources.
With the help of He Yandong, some things were done, and then Li Daitao became the emperor and finally took control of the court.
This is the Leizhou Guild Hall, which has gathered everyone's strength to prepare for a big move.
However, even within the Leizhou Guild Hall, those mediating at the center are not sure of success.
After all, things like country and politics cannot be completely summarized in just a few words.
Find someone to pretend to be the emperor, thinking that you can have a stable position and do whatever you want... Such values are too simple!
To put it bluntly...controlling the country and the court, occupying the middle is fake, but doing things to gain plot points is the real thing.
The world of high martial arts...or other worlds have always been very considerate, that is, as long as you don't mess around and keep doing things, you can gain more or less.
Therefore, everyone in the Leizhou Guild Hall was not so resistant to failure.
After all, success or failure is all about making money, the difference is just how much.
The two monks standing at the door yelling at each other at this time did not know what kind of chain reaction their actions had caused in the eyes of the two aborigines.
The monk who was dressed as a beggar and was obviously a disciple of the Beggar Clan was indeed cursing.
As we all know, in addition to the Dog Beating Stick Technique and Dragon Subduing Palm, the third secret skill of the Beggar Clan is swearing.
They can make curse words into songs and sing them, and the words are rarely repeated.
It is not only catchy and has the beauty of rhythm, but also easy to understand. The person who is being scolded can understand in an instant that he has been scolded and what the content of the scolding is.
The latter point is quite critical.
In the clubhouse, a group of people were also arguing. Although they were not swearing, the content was not far from the same.
"This time it's really bad luck."
"I didn't even take a sip of the hot soup, but it had a lot of filthy smell."
"They earned a lot of plot points from what the Sword Sect did. Poor us innocent cultivators and small families, we were all targeted. Yesterday, more than a dozen fellow villagers were arrested, and those who had sneaked into the famous and decent families were still there. Better, at most they were expelled from the mountain with useless martial arts. After spending some time, they can find some suitable martial arts and then they can practice it again. The worst ones are those who mixed into the evil sect... they were tortured before they died. The screams are still ringing in my ears, vividly." A monk said indignantly, waving his arms excitedly, like a fellow countryman who was giving a lecture in a dilapidated warehouse and demagogueing people.
But these words did not arouse the hatred of the same enemies. Instead, some people sneered: "Then they can also choose to withdraw from the world directly! Why do they carry it so hard? To put it bluntly, isn't it just for the plot point? After all, being tortured also has plot points. Yes. One plot point can be exchanged for two or three spiritual stones."
"You're making money! You're not shabby!"
"What do you mean by that?" The eldest brother from the same hometown asked with a sidelong sneer.
"I asked everyone to jointly go to Jianzong to ask for compensation. Am I doing this for myself? I am doing it for everyone's good!" The eldest brother from the same hometown continued.
"For everyone's good? That's a nice thing to say!"
"Yao Congjun! You have been exposed! You are not a monk from our Leizhou at all, you are a demon thief from the Ten Demon Sect! You are fanning the flames here and beguiling us to fight against the Sword Sect. This is leading everyone to a dead end." The cynics Just put the hat on.
Originally, it was just a quick and smooth talk.
Unexpectedly, the person who was so generous before turned into a shadow and flew out from the door.
Obviously he has the intention to cause trouble, but his mental quality is still not good enough.
He should be just a junior from the Ten Demon Sect.
The experience is not enough.
"I am!"
"It's really true!"
"What are you still standing there for? Chase me!" The shouts and curses in the guild hall, as well as the sounds of infuriating energy and weapons piercing the air, came out in succession.
A wall collapsed.
The figure crashed out from behind the broken wall, seemingly dead... The direction was heading towards Ling Linglu and the two of them.
