Everyone Loves Gentle Township [Quick Transmigration]

In fact, Zhitiao always has a lot of strange ideas, which are very interesting. In such a boring place in the building, he would secretly tell them to his sisters.

The most interesting one was when Sister Qin just received a piece of music written by a gifted scholar. It was sad and sad, with three or two lines of words, which made her burst into tears.Zhi Niao didn't understand, so he opened the sheet music to look at it, and laughed when he saw it: "My sister was deceived by the beginning, this is clearly a harmonious and beautiful reunion story."

How reunion is it?

The story begins with two girls, one is practicing Taoism on the mountain, and the other is begging in the dust.

There should be no intersection at all, but the little Taoist girl went down the mountain and was bullied by the bandits. The little beggar didn't say anything, and a set of "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" beat the opponent to death!

The fake "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" wounded her whole body and had to be taken care of by a little Taoist nun. Since then, the two have been together and wandered in the secular world.

Later, when the years were unfavorable, they encountered wars, and the little beggar died in order to protect the Taoist nun, leaving only the Taoist nun alone, on Mount Hua, in front of Sanqing.

Zhi Niao pointed to the ending, and added a continuation to it: "At this moment, the little beggar was holding a pot of wine and a roast chicken, and when he opened the door, he saw his lover weeping. He couldn't laugh or cry."

"Why don't I go down the mountain to buy something to eat, why is my sister still crying?" Zhi Niao wiped away tears for his sister with a smile.Looking at the beauty under the lamp, the more she looked at it, the more embarrassing she became. For a moment, she felt that she was that little Taoist nun, and she made a joke of the child who was brought up by herself.

But what if I add another sentence? "In a blink of an eye, the snow on Mount Hua followed the wind of the world, and finally went away." That was what Zhiniao didn't say, and I was afraid that Sister Qin would cry even more.

You see, the joys and sorrows in the world are just a thought.

Could the story given to Zhiniao by the system be the story of that one thought?

Turning the pages of the book, no one is a part of the play, just an idiot listening to the play. People in the stands circle around the non-existent landscape pavilions, ride non-existent white horses with silver saddles, and circle around between several pages.

Those stories, if you lift a pen, you may not be able to smear them, and there is always room for careful consideration.

So Jitori thought, which one is more absurd, the world divided by the God of Light and the God of Darkness, or the world where he was first engraved as a statue to worship?

He felt even more absurd here.

Even in the Shengming Pagoda, protected by the God of Light, it is always "dark under the lamp".Bishops and nobles, nobles and nobles, the hands in each other's pockets, which one is not secretly holding gold coins?

The upper city looks down on the poverty of the lower city, and the lower city looks down on the hypocrisy of the upper city.

Those who lived in Minmin Alley, paid taxes every day, were caught by the nobles on the altar, and were still exiled with one hammer.

This is a bright and prosperous place!

This world is really controlled by the God of Light, and it has long been as beautiful as Eden.

"So the system, I guess the God of Light, not the God of Light." A false image, so it can be explained that Yudmian actually gave everything he had, the happiness of the past and the joy of the future, all the reincarnations, and the joy of the future. Soul, when he struggled to find Zhiniao, he would only say "false".

The only thing that can hurt a devout Son deeply is the collapse of faith.

The system was shabby, followed by excitement and joy.

This world is a gamble, whoever finds the key point first can control the overall situation.

In order to be fair, the systems remained silent and did not say a word under the supervision of the main system.

The original body is not restricted by the rules. The system desperately hopes that the original body can provide more information for its host. Who knows that the assessment has even considered this. Layers of conditions have deprived the original body of everything, leaving only babbling .

All of their systems, whether "salvation" or "thriller", are all for the same purpose - to find the "one" of the main system.For this reason, they will stick to the principles and never interfere with the host integration assessment, even if the cost of failure is passive integration.

But they also hope that what they find and bind is the "one and only".

It remained silent, and the joyful information in the background was completely overflowing, and it even almost caused the blockage of the information processing channel.

[What is the God of Light and not the God of Light? ] I'm so happy, I can't say it, but I have to pretend that I don't know it at all.

The system thought it was really difficult, but also felt lucky: its host was able to spy on the chessboard with only a single sentence from the original body.

[Who knows what the God of Light is now? ] Zhitiao did not answer directly, but he did have a guess, the most daring guess.

If this world is a huge chessboard, the two gods who are at the highest position are naturally the two gods who are playing games with each other—the God of Light and the God of Darkness.

If they cherish each other, such a tough battle is just a game. The holy son, the candidate, and the beast are all chess pieces of different ranks, just like the generals and pawns in chess.

Such a game of chess has no effect on them, only the chess pieces are sacrificed.

And the biggest chess piece, the holy piece, has been engraved in fate.

What Udemian pursued was "light", and the "God of Light" he believed in planned everything for him.

It may be difficult for ordinary people to accept, but Zhitiao thought it was possible for Hara to accept it. After all, "everything in the world is the will of the gods", "even the suffering is the experience that the gods bestow on the lambs".

At this time, another hypothesis becomes more likely: without them, it is the only god who directs and acts on his own.Then the collapse of Udemian is more realistic, light and darkness, they are the same, want to believe in light but not darkness, this is a natural paradox, self-deception, falsehood, and false proposition.

He wants to lure this faceless "god" to show up, no one can get off the chessboard, and everyone has to step into the play.

If there is a chance to enter another camp, it may be much more convenient.

There is a small town in front of you. The name of the small town is engraved on the stone tablet, which is painted red. After years of wind and sun, the color has long faded, and even the flat surface of the tablet has become rough.

It seems to have been ravaged by dirty beasts, leaving huge paw prints on the stele.

There was a strange fragrance in the air, and the strange thing was that apart from that, there seemed to be nothing wrong with the whole town.

Small vendors were peddling along the street, blacksmiths were jingling their hammers, little flower sellers were jumping up and down, and a few mercenaries in neat clothes were coming out of restaurants, exchanging ideas with each other.

Prosperous, prosperous and beautiful.

Fei Suo was stunned.

When he came a few days ago, the town was still depressed.He remembered that the blacksmith closed the shop to pack his luggage, and it was he who begged hard to ask the other party to repair the weapon.

selling flowers?

Where are the flowers!

The forest and the creek are all occupied by dirty beasts, so they can't go there at all.

Not to mention the streets full of small vendors and reopened restaurants, if this place is really so beautiful, those fugitives they received along the way would be foolish to leave.

He immediately stood in front of Zhitiao, nervously said: "Be careful, this might be an illusion."

"Is there such a real illusion?" Zhidiao asked back.

Immediately stopped the little flower seller: "Where did you pick your flowers?"

The little girl was fair and clean, her small face looked like a butter apple, and her big brown eyes flickered. She glanced at this group of people, but did not directly answer: "Where do you guys come from?"

"We come from the other side of the forest."

"Oh~ the other side of the forest~" the little girl repeated, with a more beautiful smile on her face, "a lot of people came from the other side of the forest, but they all stayed. My brother who came last time said that this is the last pure land. "

She found a pink poppy from the basket, and held it up high: "Brother is so beautiful, please stay here too~" She stretched out her hand, motioning Zhiniao to bow her head, she had something very secret to say, "Brother, stay here, I give my brother a flower every day, a very delicate flower."

"Go away!" Fei Suo immediately pulled Zhidiao to his side.

Lord Shengzi tilted his ears and didn't have time to see the girl's next move, but Fei Suo could see it clearly from the angle.

Although she didn't know what she said, she clearly wanted to "bite her ear".

How could Master Shengzi's body be touched at will like this!

No, this doesn't seem to be the point, the point is that the little girl's actions should not appear on a girl of this age.

Seeing that the plan was cut off, the flower girl spat at Fei Suo: "Bah, I don't understand the style." Then she boldly blew a kiss to Zhiniao, brightening the flowers in her hand.

With that look, Fei Suo immediately understood.

This might not be a little girl at all.

It's not necessarily an illusion, but a group of people who have been occupied by foul beasts and dark sojourners.

This small town may have completely fallen.

Even here has fallen, I am afraid that the entire southern continent is finished.

It took only a little more than two days for Master Shengzi to set off from the Shengming Pagoda, including the time it took to set up the magic circle on the road, and it took him less than two days to return to the main city with the head of the Gorgon.

According to estimates, the erosion speed of the Dark God is not so fast at all, and they can even advance a lot of time.

Unless during this period of time, the seal of the Dark God became looser and more powerful monsters appeared.

"You scared her away." Zhi Niao said, some regretful words made Fei Suo wronged, he couldn't explain to Shengzi what the flower seller was going to do just now, so he had to bear it alone.

Countless decisions flashed through Fei Suo's mind. He took a peek at the loop, and there were a few mercenaries blocking there, seemingly unintentionally, but kept looking this way.The movement of the blacksmith's hammer slowed down, and almost everyone who could catch their eyes was paying attention to their next movements.

It might be embarrassing to make a fuss at this moment. The knights stretched out their hands vigorously, but the distance is a bit close, and the mages in the team cannot use them.

Do you want to break through by force?

Zhiniao quietly leaned into his ear, reminding in a low voice: "The way back is already blurred."

At this moment, Fei Suo's mind froze for a moment. He remembered the action of the flower girl just now, and he had some expectation that the Holy Son would do the same to him.Sure enough, something is wrong with him, could it be that he was affected by this small town?

According to the records in ancient books, there are indeed many registered monsters that can affect human thinking invisibly. The more famous succubus is said to be quite ugly, but it can shake the deep-rooted beliefs of other species through this ability.

It's really disrespectful. Doesn't this analogy mean that the Holy Son is in the same company as those dark creatures?

Wait, this is not the point, the point is "they have no way out now"!

"Find a hotel and settle down for now." Zhitiao suggested, this may not be the most appropriate arrangement, but it is definitely the arrangement that best meets Zhitiao's immediate needs.

When everyone was trying to inquire about news from passers-by, but was frightened by the other party's sincere and sinful speech, almost no one noticed that Ashmon, who had insisted on following them before, had quietly disappeared among the passing crowd. .