This group of players is more cunning than cunning

ah!

Listening to the screams inside, Ning Zheng silently exited the alley.

He leaned against the wall of the alley, watching the people coming and going in the lively night market, laughing and thinking, and thought:

"It turns out that forums say that she plays fighting and gun games and likes to scold passers-by. It turns out that this is how she scolds passers-by..."

This man is quite capable.

He is good at swimming, fighting, cooking, communicating with people, doing business, yoga... Yes, he even takes Ning Qianqian to do yoga.

It made Ning Zheng a little envious, she would get a lot.

But fortunately, he is his subordinate.

Every other sect, sect, and family is full of talented people, and it seems that he is not bad either.

The qualification for cultivation in this world is: understanding.

Ability can be seen by reading various books. Going deeper, it is the aptitude of the soul.

The spiritual roots in the body are all acquired. To be honest, no matter where they are, people like her will always be selected by the big sect to be core disciples.

I also have this blacksmith simulator myself.

Otherwise, I, a low-level monk, really have no qualifications to have talents like Su Yuniang, Liao Cairong, and Dao Jiujiu in this villa.

Thinking about it this way, he felt better!

"Sister Su Yu is so good at fighting."

Ning Qiaoqiao was looking at the alley intently, her eyes shining brightly.

I think Sister Su Yuniang is too handsome and responsible. Is this the legendary world of adults?

Click.

There was absolutely no sound inside.

Su Yuniang came out and said with great emotion: "Young people are good, just fall asleep."

Completing a mission to defeat a gangster left her feeling refreshed.

This peaceful farming simulation management game finally encounters the personal battle stage.

"Sister, you are so handsome." Ning Qiaoqiao was filled with admiration.

"Handsome."

Su Yuniang regained her normal appearance and was very proud:

"Girls must learn to be independent and learn to fight to protect themselves. Before learning to fight, they must first learn how to curse."

"As the saying goes, a gentleman moves his mouth first."

"When we fight in our hometown, whether it's a regular match or a private fight, the first step before we fight is to talk... trash!"

"Trash talk?" Ning Qiaoqiao was curious.

"Yes! In our hometown...weak people do not deserve to have parents and family trees."

Su Yuniang's voice was low, and the vicissitudes in her eyes told her that she was a veteran who had experienced blood and tears in war.

"Let's go to the bookstore." Ning Zheng interrupted her speech and reminded them that they were here to do business.

Thinking back to the horrifying scene just now... it was even scarier than when Ning Samexia went crazy with her brother.

Obviously, Su Yuniang became more cunning and crazier than ordinary people after her death.

Would an ordinary sly talk like this?

Can you speak so pervertedly? Let others lick her feet?

Is there such a possibility?

Was she a ghost who belonged to that world when she was alive? He is already extremely perverted, cruel, and violent, so why is he so outrageous?

After all, Ning Zheng still doesn't know whether the guys on the other side of the screen are humans or ghosts.

He silently used Xiao Ai's assistant's notepad function to open the "Local Evil Records File" that records the folks in Lingzhuang, and wrote the latest page of the "Blacksmith's Observation Diary":

[I heard a piece of information today. It turns out that their current world is also very cruel. There are frequent battles. The weak do not even deserve to have parents. 】

[Could it be that there are many orphans there now? 】

[What kind of miserable world do they live in? 】

[I can’t imagine it, so I plan to continue observing. Yesterday I stole a lot of their emoticons, and found that there are indeed various magical expressions with aggressive spirits. The dog head series among them seems very interesting. 】

...

I wrote a few lines of essays and was in a good mood.

"Brother." Ning Qiaoqiao called, "Hurry up and follow me."

soon.

They came to Youzhu Bookstore.

In the bookstore, old books are neatly placed on the bookshelves.

The middle-aged scholar sat at a dark red desk at the door.

"Uncle Zhu, I'm coming."

Su Yuniang was very enthusiastic as soon as she came in.

These days, she was indeed ordered to have a good relationship with this book puppet, and as a social cow, she had a good relationship with him.

"It's you two girls again."

The bookstore owner glanced at them, and then his eyes fell on Ning Zheng. He didn't care: "Come in and sit down. You can borrow books and read them, but don't damage them."

The three of them entered the bookstore, each took out a few books and began to read.

Seeing how skilled they were, Ning Zheng knew that they had been reading books every night recently to increase their relationship.

Especially Su Yuniang, who came up to people with a book and started chatting.

Sometimes Ning Zheng is envious of this kind of person with high emotional intelligence who stands in the crowd and is the center of attention.

Looking around her, Ning Zheng started to get down to business. Following the guidance, she found a book in the right corner with a bright light.

Reach out and pull out.

The cover of the book reads "The Theory of the Red Sun Cycle".

"Here are the clues to the chaos in Pingchang City." Ning Zheng didn't know if she remembered it wrong. When she came here before, she didn't see this book.

Of course, it may be an illusion, after all, there is too much gossip in the bookstore.

Open the first page and start reading silently.

The atmosphere suddenly became very harmonious. Ning Qianqian was also reading a book, while Su Yuniang was chatting with the shop owner in the distance, giving off a sense of tranquility.

Ning Zheng read a few pages, but she had more doubts in her heart.

He always asked questions directly. What riddles did he hate the most? After thinking about it, he put the "Red Sun Cycle Theory" on the table and started the topic first: "Uncle Youzhu, didn't you see this book last time?"

The decadent middle-aged man raised his eyes:

"Oh, special offer recently. Isn't this the red sun that comes once in 150 years? I'm afraid that young people don't know, so I put it on display."

"What is the red sun?" Su Yuniang was curious.

"Many names, Red Sun, Great Ember, Ember Disaster."

He took the book, flipped out the first page, pointed to the line above and read:

[In the Jiu Sui Dynasty, the pilgrims held the sun, moon, and stars in their hands, and held a general amnesty for the world every 150 years, releasing prisoners from all over the world in order to show their kindness. 】

"Release the prisoners?"

Su Yuniang thought for a while and suddenly said: "Does it mean those earth-binding spirits in cities, counties, and villages on the earth?"

"Smart girl."

Li Youzhu laughed and said, "You guessed it right. Releasing the embers rooted in the earth's veins is just like weeding in the garden. If there are too many weeds, they will take up the resources of normal organisms."

"Weed once every hundred and fifty years."

after all.

The turbid air and embers between heaven and earth are increasing continuously.

A very scary thing will happen in the long run: there will be more monsters than people.

Therefore, it is necessary to do a cleaning every once in a while, through the earth veins, to suck away all the parasitic embers on the earth veins!

"Every red sun will sweep away 90% of the embers between heaven and earth, making the world pure again!"

"At the same time, every routine cleaning causes huge unrest everywhere."

"Because it's easy for embers to take root in the earth's veins, just buy an embers-continuing talisman, but it's difficult to pull them out."

Li Youzhu joked: "Advanced embers require monks of the same level of cultivation to cut off the connection with the earth's veins."

"This has resulted in the end of some aristocratic families!"

"Why?" Su Yuniang didn't react for a while.

"You think about it." Li Youzhu said:

"If your family is so poor that you don't have a powerful contemporary monk with the same cultivation level as your ancestor, you will not be able to protect your ancestor, and you will be purged as a pilgrim saint!"

"This book is also a kind of survival of the fittest."

"Every 150 years, a group of rotten moths are eliminated. If there are no powerful monks in the family today, no matter how many ancestors and prosperity you have in the past, it will be like a passing cloud!"

"So, the families in Pingchang City next door have been making urgent preparations recently to cut off the embers in the ancestor's tomb and isolate them from the earth's veins to avoid this [Great Ember Destruction]."

"At this time, things like the Ember-Continuing Talisman will depreciate crazily. After all, if you take the initiative to take root in the earth's veins at this time, are you seeking death?"

Su Yuniang reacted and said in shock:

"Now in Pingchang City, there must be several big families in decline! We are trying to make a final breakthrough and force out a great monk to cut off the connection with the earth and save the ancestors!"

"right!"

Li Youzhu smiled.

Ning Zheng understood clearly.

Every 150 years is a new division of the cake, with the alternation of old and new forces, and constant turmoil.

Of course, these things originally had nothing to do with Zhujian Villa.

Because those monsters in the villa are fully capable of cutting off the earth connection of their ancestors.

But Ning Zheng now...

"In other words, my three wild ancestors and tens of thousands of fellow villagers from Lingzhuang..." Ning Zheng was silent and looked at the girl flipping through a book next to her, "And Ning Qiaoqiao, they will all be gone soon. , sucked away by the earth’s veins?”

If you don't have the ability to save it, you must uproot it.