Chapter 1982: hypocrisy! (2/2)
Seeing his daughter, Gu Zhengyang finally pulled a stiff smile on his face, spread his five fingers and rubbed two on his daughter's head, then looked at Han Te and said, ”Thanks to Han Te's unexpected change half a month ago. , Forming those wonderful currents running around in his body, I figured out the trajectory of these currents, and realized it vaguely. Only then can I temporarily return to the former realm and barely defeated Zhao Lie.”
”Master is the best!”
Hante glanced at Li Yao and grinned, ”What'Blood Eagle', Zhao Lie, is not an old hen, of course it is not your opponent!”
”just-”
Gu Zhengyang's smile narrowed, a dark cloud appeared on his face, his eyes were a little hollow, and he whispered, ”Although I can defeat Zhao Lie, I can't convince him, or even...I can't convince myself.
”Am I really right? Is Zhao Lie really wrong? At dawn today, shouldn't we raided the camp in the opposite village? At the last minute, should I really let Zhao Lie go?”
”father!”
Liuli was anxious, ”You, what are you talking about, of course you are right, you don't always say that we are good people, at least people, we can't be the same as those frantic and evil guys!”
”But the result is the same.”
Gu Zhengyang said sadly, ”Zhao Lie is right. Even if we don’t kill the wounded soldiers and their wives, children, and children, they and they will not live for long. The gangs and other large villages are enslaved, and they fall into the end that cannot survive and cannot survive. In the end...everyone is unavoidable to die, no matter how powerful people are, they are destined to be swallowed by this land of evil!
”If Zhao Lie is a real villain, then I am a complete hypocrite. I know they will die, but I am indifferent. I just don't want to kill them with my own hands or dirty my hands.”
In front of his daughter and apprentice, Gu Zhengyang's seemingly strong armor finally collapsed, and his voice trembled violently.
”It's not our fault!”
Han Te was anxious and waved his arms vigorously, ”There are only so little supplies, but there are so many hungry people on the evil soil. We can't even save ourselves. How can we spare others to save others? We can't help it!”
”Yes, I can't help it, we all...can't help it!”
Gu Zhengyang coughed painfully again, coughing so dimly that he almost coughed out his internal organs.
He seemed to be coughing, making some decision, pushing away the hand extended by his daughter and apprentice, and said, ”I'm fine, Liuli, I... I have something to tell you, Hante, you might as well listen to it together.”
Hante and Liuli looked at each other, and both heard Gu Zhengyang's voice more serious than ever.
”Or, it's a story, the story your mother told me before she died, about some very special people.”
Gu Zhengyang paused and said, ”About, the story of the cultivator.”
Li Yao's soul shook violently and almost overflowed the steel shell.
There was nowhere to look for it after breaking through the iron shoes, and it was all effortless. He did not expect that he would find the cultivator dormant in the Wuying realm-the evil soil so soon!
He raised the primordial spirit's perception to the limit, not letting go of every heartbeat and every pulse of Gu Zhengyang, to ensure that he was telling the truth.
Hante and Liuli looked at each other, apparently ignorant of the name ”Cultivator”: ”Cultivator, what is that?”
”A illusory legend, a bizarre story, maybe some... indecisive, timid, soft-hearted cowards.”
Gu Zhengyang leaned against the bulkhead, closed his eyes slightly, and muttered, ”Originally, I was hesitating whether to tell you about the cultivators, because these people include their stories, the evil soil, and the whole of our lives. The world is so different, too out of place, it is simply a huge contradiction! I vaguely perceive that the story of the cultivator will not bring you any benefits, but it may give you, and even the entire village of Taiping. The earth brought devastating disasters.
”but…”
He laughed miserably, and then said, ”Now I have figured it out, Nie Tu is already like this, what other calamity can make it worse?
”Furthermore, according to Zhao Lie's statement, the gangs in Shuanglong Valley are planning to deal with the Taiping Walled City. If you don't tell you now, you may never have a chance.
”Liu Li, do you want to know how your mother thought of planting golden barley and saving everyone on the evil soil? That was when she was very young, she overheard a story accidentally, the story says, in a long, long, long time In the past, when Nietu was still called the ”Wuying Realm”, when the mountains were green and the water was green, and the birds whispered and the flowers were fragrant, there used to be a group of people called the ”cultivators”.”
With a solemn expression on Gu Zhengyang, he took out an antique metal box from the leather pouch around his waist and opened it carefully. Inside was a very delicate piece of velvet with a fingernail-sized chip placed on it.
Li Yao used the Yuanshen scan, through the structure and nesting method of the hundreds of symbol arrays on the surface of the chip, preliminary analysis, this should be some kind of memory chip, equivalent to a miniature jade slip.
Judging from the friction marks on the edge of the chip, its history is very old, perhaps it has been circulating for hundreds of years.
There is also a shallow crack on the surface of the wafer, causing irreversible damage to the structure.