Cyber Daming

This is a farmhouse courtyard with the ancient style of the Ming Dynasty. The walls of the courtyard with green bricks and gray tiles are covered with ivy. The gentle breeze stirs up waves of green.

But if you take a closer look, you will find that the patches of sunset floating on the distant mountains are not delicate, like large masses of colors scribbled by children on the sky.

The sky further away is even more blurry, and the undulating mountains and rivers are simply replaced by gray lines, like an imperfectly constructed world of yellow beams.

In the courtyard, a low table was placed in the center, with fruits, vegetables and other common farm crops placed on it. Three bamboo strip chairs with backrests were placed around it.

The three people present were male and female, with very different appearances. One was an octogenarian, who could not even straighten his back when sitting. He lowered his head and squinted his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

A young woman in her early twenties, wearing a bright dress with four colors of black, red, white and yellow, like the four distinct seasons.

The most eye-catching thing is a fat middle-aged man wearing a sweatshirt. The chair under his buttocks is completely covered by the flowing fat, as if he is sitting on the floor.

His mouth was not idle for a moment. He grabbed two green cucumbers with his left and right hands and ate them deliciously one bite after another.

"I still can't figure it out"

The woman wearing bright clothes spoke first, her hands folded on her legs, with some strange lines tattooed on the backs of her hands.

At a glance, it looked like there was another pair of more slender palms covering the back of her hands, one layer on top of another, giving people a weird feeling of four pairs of palms.

"How could Zheng Ho die in their hands?"

"Zheng Ho is my man. Even I am not surprised that he was slaughtered. What's wrong with you, Wu Temple?"

The fat man grabbed an orange from the low table and stuffed it into his mouth with the peel intact. His throat rolled and he swallowed it whole, and then he spoke cheerfully.

"Zheng Ho believes in 'human power' and wants to cultivate a perfect body that can accommodate twelve sequences. Sequences are not dead things. There are problems with his direction, and fakes have been encountered before the idea is ripe. If it’s genuine, it won’t be justified if it doesn’t die.”

"So it seems like I'm in trouble?"

The woman snorted coldly, "Then have you ever thought about it, even if Zheng Ho is not their opponent, why can't he even escape?"

"Don't even think about whose son Zhang Siyuan is. His father improved his genes for him. Zhang Siyuan's talent in mathematics is unknown. Ordinary methods can't hide it from his eyes. And Zheng Ho is a brainless person. You’re stupid. If you take the initiative to let others into your own farm, wouldn’t you be seeking your own death?”

The fat man was still stuffing things into his mouth while talking.

Between the opening and closing of the plump lips, residue and juice kept spraying out, making the woman frown.

"Natural selection, survival of the fittest. This is the biggest rule of our agricultural order. If Zheng Hoe loses, it proves that he is just an inferior seed. If he dies, he will die."

The woman said dissatisfied: "Fei Yi, with your attitude, aren't you afraid of chilling the hearts of your subordinates?"

When the fat man heard this, his eating movements suddenly stopped. He looked at the sullen woman with a strange expression, and suddenly realized something.

"So you are 'Spring'? No wonder you are such a mother-in-law."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold chill suddenly enveloped the courtyard.

"Zheng Ho is not important, but the Karma City he is responsible for is very important! After he dies, what will happen to our farms in the Canglan area? Without him to provide acres of flesh and blood, other farms will soon wither."

The woman named Wu Ci said coldly: "The Lord of the Land is not here now, so you have to take full responsibility for this matter!"

"By the way, when talking about business, you have to use the personality of 'Winter'. This is clean and tidy."

Fei Yi laughed and reached out to grab the low table, but got a hand of air.

It turned out that he had already eaten all the food on the table.

The fat man with an unfinished expression licked his lips, as if he remembered something, his eyes flashed with light, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and a large bunch of eyeball-sized grapes suddenly appeared in his arms, each round and plump.

The fat man grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth, but the sound from chewing was a strange crunching sound.

"Don't worry, since 'Tujun' has handed over his authority to me, then I will definitely shoulder the responsibility. I have selected a new candidate to take charge of this matter, and I will definitely not delay your farm, 'Four Seasons'."

"That's good!"

Wu Ci looked at the other party with disgust and said in a contemptuous tone: "You know everything is fake, how can you still eat so deliciously, Fei Yi?"

At this moment, the bunch of grapes lying on the fat man's belly suddenly moved, and small black dots appeared on the surface of the fruit, like eyes staring at the woman.

What kind of grapes are these? They are clearly eyeballs.

"The lie is only temporary and will come true sooner or later. Otherwise, why would we cooperate with the people from the Eastern Palace?"

Fei Yili said confidently: "If I don't seize the time to come up with the idea now, if I wait until the day it comes true, I will waste time on slowly testing it. Wouldn't it delay my eating?"

“The new ‘Huangliang’ has not yet been built, and we don’t know how long it will take for ‘the fake to become real’!”

Wu Ci was furious for no reason: "I have never agreed to cooperate with the Eastern Palace. Nine times out of ten, those Yin Yangxu people are liars! If everything can be turned into reality with just fantasy, then we still need our 'Tianshi'" What’s the point of planting seeds in four seasons? If there is no land, what will grow will be real?”

"'Xia', your temper is still so bad."

Fat Yi continued to eat the string of eyeballs and said lazily: "Without them, our Sheji would not be able to take root in Fandi so smoothly, so we still have to give them face. Besides, no matter what they say is true or false, in the end We won’t suffer any loss, so why bother?”

"We have spent so much effort and resources on Lin Jiapo. If she cannot be promoted to Preface 2, the consequences will not be as simple as suffering a loss, but losing everything!"

The woman sneered: "How can we deal with Zhang Fengyue if we can't pick her fruit?"

Hearing this, Fei Yi couldn't help but laugh.

"To deal with Zhang Fengyue? Wuci, you won't be like those fake farmers in the empire who have Qianmo surgery, and give themselves twelve courages, right? How could you have such an idea?"

"As long as Lin Jiapo successfully transforms, we will get a fruit that will be promoted to the second order. By then, we will all be in the same order, why should we be afraid of Zhang Fengyue?"

"Who is your personality speaking now? Why are you so naive? Do you think Xu Er has not fallen into his hands in all these years?"

The fat man sighed: "Then let me ask you, have you ever thought about why Zhang Fengyue suddenly reached into Fandi and wanted to operate on Sangyan Temple by such a coincidence, even though we didn't reveal any clues before?"

"Why can't it be a coincidence? We entered the land after the war was divided. Could it be that Zhang Fengyue laid the groundwork decades ago and continued to this day? This is too ridiculous, isn't it?"

The 'Four Seasons' Witch Temple said contemptuously: "Fei Yi, do you think the more genes you eat, the less courageous you become? Zhang Fengyue is only Preface 2, not Preface 1. Do you need to be so afraid of him?"

Fei Yi frowned and said in a disdainful tone: "It's not fear, it's awe! You are short-sighted, and you don't understand even if I tell you, just guard your three-thirds of an acre of land!"

"you!"

Wu Ci's eyes shot up and he was about to get angry.

At this moment, the old man who had been sleeping next to him suddenly spoke.

"I was tricked by him."

Seeing the old man talking, both Fat Yi and Wu Si closed their mouths one after another, sat upright and looked at each other attentively.

Many subtle actions clearly show the other party's lofty status in the country.

‘Tianshi’ Yin Ji, the leader of Sheji.

Different from Wu Ci’s shocked expression, Fei Yi seemed to have expected this scene and sighed.

"Old man, I can't blame you for this."

Fei Yi consoled him: "With Zhang Fengyue's power and status in Confucianism, the resources and manpower he has at his disposal are much higher than yours. Under such circumstances, you can still lead us to take root in Fandi for so many years. It's no longer possible." Lost to Zhang Fengyue.”

The old man raised his head, with a faint smile on his wrinkled face.

"Little fat man, please don't be lenient with me. If you lose, you lose, and if you win, you win. Where is the saying that you don't lose? Taking root and sprouting is just a process. Whether it can achieve smooth results is the key, otherwise everything is just empty talk. "

The old man turned to look at Wuci who was biting his lip, and said softly: "Girl, the little fat man is right, no matter who you are now, you have to learn to be in awe. All things are born, and our agricultural order is just imitating the creation of heaven and earth, but There are some people and things that even the sky cannot predict, let alone us.”

"I remember, old man."

Wu Ci lowered his eyebrows and answered obediently.

Looking at the serious expressions of the two people in front of him, Yin Ji couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, you two, don't act like you are unlucky because your crops have been destroyed. We haven't been killed by Zhang Fengyue yet, and we still have a chance to win."

Fei Yi glanced at Wu Temple who was about to speak, and asked first, "Old man, what should we do now?"

"Don't worry, there are still people who haven't come yet. We don't want to be the first to show off."

Yin Ji changed the subject, "But it's really abnormal for the Crown Prince Zhang Siyuan to mix with that lone martial artist."

Fei Yi frowned, with worry on his face: "Could it be that Zhang Fengyue has noticed that we want to..."

"Probably not. If that were the case, Li Jun wouldn't have the leisure to visit the temple at Sangyan Mountain."

The old man smiled: "And even if he really knows, he probably won't stop it. What he wants to see most is for us followers to kill each other. After all, in his eyes, we are all dead. What a worthless pest.”

"Old man, you said so, so there must be no problem."

Fei Yi said: "But the matter is very important, should we send someone to test it out? This way we will have confidence in our hearts, and the 'Tujun' side will be safer."

"I have arranged for the 'Five Desires' Geoyuan to contact his people. Once Geoyuan controls them, we will know what Zhang Siyuan wants to do."

The fat man's huge figure sat upright on the small chair, showing a self-deprecating smile.

"Old man, you are thoughtful, but I am too talkative."

“We have worked hard on this barren land for so many years, and now that it’s finally time to harvest, we can’t be too cautious.”

The old man waved his hand and said, "Let's break up. You two should be careful these days. Harvest everything you can as soon as possible, and put the rest into hibernation."

"Don't be reluctant to part with it. Losing this little thing won't affect anything. As long as we can successfully survive this cold winter, when spring comes next year, we won't have to use these people as fertilizer."

"knew."

"Zhongyin" Fei Yi and "Four Seasons" shaman priest said in unison.

"Why am I a dog? How could I be a dog?"

In the village, a lame black dog with scars all over his body wandered around aimlessly, with its tail drooping weakly behind its buttocks, and a low whimpering sound came out from its mouth from time to time.

"Why?"

Zou Sijiu was full of resentment, raised his two front paws, jumped on the spot, and hit the ground fiercely.

Woof!

But the more unwilling he was in his heart, the more confused he felt in his mind.

After jumping a few times, he found that he had forgotten why he was unwilling.

"Jian'er, you are getting stronger and stronger, I like you so much"

A sticky and disgusting voice floated down from the top of his head.

Zou Sijiu looked up and saw a wretched orchid swinging in the flowerpot, twisting extremely charmingly.

The woman bent over and revealed a desire, and the gladiolus poked its head out to squeeze into the deep ditch.

The scene was fragrant, but also very weird.

This wretched orchid is called Changjun.

Zou Sijiu recognized the other person at a glance, but he only remembered the name and couldn't remember anything else.

"Oh, where did this sloppy thing come from? Get out of here."

The woman noticed Zou Sijiu who was watching downstairs, her willow-leaf eyebrows twisted together, leaned forward, and cursed with disgust on her face.

The ravine that he had dreamed of was actually handed to him. Chang Jun plunged his head into it effortlessly and twisted his body more excitedly.

Pah.

White flowers actually bloomed on his body.

"Ah, my Jian'er, you finally bloomed, you are much better than that dog."

Why do you want to belittle me?

Zou Sijiu, who was dragging his legs away, heard the shout of surprise and looked back.

On the balcony, the woman was hugging the gladiolus tightly.

But Zou Sijiu could see clearly that the gladiolus was almost pulled out, and the tender green branches and leaves were slowly withering and curling.

Chang Jun was going to die.

But what does this have to do with me?

Better than me? Then you can just die.

Woof!

Zou Sijiu laughed with gloating laughter, turned around and continued to walk out of the village.

The outskirts of the village were fields, one of which was as red as blood and shiny, and was particularly conspicuous.

He was Chen Qisheng, he was Zou Sijiu.

Zou Sijiu sat on the ridge of the field, looking up at the strange-looking red tree.

Chen Qisheng stood in the field, looking down at the miserable black puppy.

I have a good relationship with him.

But why is good, I can't remember.

The same thought came to the minds of the two at the same time.

"How did you get planted into a tree?"

"How did you become a dog?"

The wind blew the treetops, and the black dog scratched his head.

"Aren't you the Lord of the Pastoral Dao?"

"Aren't you the Lord of the Yellow Millet Dream?"

The dogs barked and the shadows of the trees swayed.

"You dog, you want to steal my fruit? I'll beat you to death!"

A stone hit him and landed in front of Zou Sijiu, and the splash of mud scared him.

Zhang Chongyuan, with his trouser legs rolled up, ran from a distance, with a ferocious expression and a fierce look.

Woo...

Zou Sijiu wailed and crawled away.

"I'm going to kill you, why do you want to harm my master and my brother? I'm going to kill you!"

The deafening roar made Zou Sijiu, who was busy running for his life, look back with courage.

On the ridge of the field, Zhang Chongyuan jumped and clapped his hands.

On the top of Chen Qisheng's head, the heartbeat in the fruit that looked like a pair of clasped hands was getting faster and faster, as if it was about to burst.

Chen Qisheng was also dying.

Zou Sijiu did not gloat this time, but felt a little sad.

In addition, there was a little envy hidden deep inside.

It's great to have someone who cares about him so much.

Zou Sijiu, who had walked around the village, returned to the small courtyard again with a body covered in weeds and dust.

The woman named Yuan Mingfei curled up under the eaves with her legs hugged. She had been crying since Zou Sijiu left, and now that he was back, she still hadn't stopped.

Was she so scared? What was she afraid of?

Zou Sijiu, who was exhausted, had no energy to continue thinking, and he staggered to the corner of the courtyard.

The corner was in a mess, with uprooted weeds and rolled soil everywhere, with only a dogtail grass still growing here.

Zou Sijiu did not pull out the dogtail grass that dared to laugh at him.

Because when he opened his mouth and was about to bite the stem, he felt a burst of pain in his heart.

The severe pain came suddenly, causing Zou Sijiu to bite his tongue.

He was furious and raged, pulling out all the weeds in the corner, but perfectly avoiding the dogtail grass.

The black puppy lay under the leaves, and dewdrops kept rolling down and hitting his hair.

"Bitch, get in here!"

The door opened with a bang, and the chain dragged on the ground, making a sharp sound.

Zou Sijiu could see clearly that one chain was around Yuan Mingfei's neck, and the other part stretched into the darkness of the room.

"Let me go, please"

The woman cried and begged for mercy, but she couldn't resist the pull of the chain at all, and was slowly dragged to the door.

In the surging darkness in the room, figures in red robes loomed.

Before Yuan Mingfei was about to be dragged into the darkness like hell again, she turned back with all her strength and took a deep look at Zou Sijiu who was lying in the corner.

There was hope in her eyes.

Alas, she is also a pitiful person.

But you see, I am useless, I am just a dog.

Zou Sijiu thought unwillingly.

"You can not be a dog, you can be a human."

A shadow fell, covering Zou Sijiu's body.

He raised his head in panic, and saw Diyuan looking down at him.

"Why can a gladiolus become a treasure, a prisoner become a bodhisattva, and a fake person become a shepherd, but you can only be a homeless dog that is bullied by others?"

"Because all this is false, it's just your illusion. Kill them and let them stay here, and you can really wake up. At that time, you don't have to be unwilling, nor do you have to envy anyone, because those who live better than you have to die."

Diyuan put a wooden barrel in front of Zou Sijiu, and an irresistible temptation attracted all his mind.

"Think about it carefully, be a human or a dog."

The shadow disappeared, and Zou Sijiu's eyes fell on the wooden barrel in front of him.

It was a bucket of swill.

No, it was the panacea for becoming a human.

After drinking it, I am not a dog, I can be a human.

Woo...

Zou Sijiu's limbs were tense, and his claws dug deep into the soil.

Just when he could hardly control himself and was about to jump out.

Pah...

A huge dewdrop hit his head.

Zou Sijiu's eyes, which were almost drowned by desire, suddenly regained some clarity. He looked up blankly, and a string of water drops fell down.

In each water drop, there seemed to be a tearful face.

Is this guard? !

At this moment, Zou Sijiu finally remembered the name of this dogtail grass.

She is dying too?

Suddenly, a wicked fire jumped into Zou Sijiu's heart uncontrollably.

The fire spread all over the prairie, burning away the barrier that obscured the memory and the desire that controlled the mind.

You fucking touched my wife? !