NCCnovel Chapter 156 Easy things
Chapter 156 Easy things
As the four demons were walking and talking slowly behind them, deep in the Fengwu forest.
The monsters are not stupid, they all know very well that the truly good wood has to be very old and strong, and most of these are found in the deepest parts.
But if you come across something that looks good on the road, you can still buy it and compare prices from different stores, or secretly hide it and take it back with you.
Or if you are in the mood to destroy it all, you can take a cup of tea and stop to appreciate the graceful and sad beauty of the sacred tree struggling in the fire.
Praising its natural beauty is better than any elaborate carving.
Bringing a life to the brink of despair, giving it unbearable pain, and making it struggle and wail can bring extreme pleasure to some monsters.
Anyway, it's a handy thing.
As for whether it develops consciousness or becomes a monster, who cares?
The weak crying sound was like a candle flame burning in the wind, which was extinguished by the wind.
For a moment, all kinds of evil spirits and powers flashed in Feng Wulin.
Looking from above, the already damaged tribal land had large tracts of trees falling to the ground and disappearing, revealing the ugly ground.
Like skin without covering revealing old burn scars.
At one point it looked like a scene of burning, killing and looting.
Like a plague that brings unrest, it is spreading towards the center and approaching Cang Wu Yu and Cang Jie.
When Zhu Jiu's soul was floating in the air, he saw this scene.
She looked down at Cang Wu Yu, who, as the patriarch, had obviously sensed everything.
He woke up from his drunken dream, and when his spiritual consciousness swept over his face, he was stunned for a moment, and then returned to his dead-like indifference and apathy.
Cangjie had just established his foundation when he suddenly transformed into a human form after sensing the movement. His eyes were full of anger and grief. Are those monsters going to carve puppets again?
But at this time, Cang Wu Yu sent a message to the Cangs who tried to resist and protect their descendants, their fellow tribesmen, or themselves.
"I have said a lot of depraved and nonsense over the years, but you all didn't take them seriously, and I didn't care either, but there is one thing I hope you can listen to now."
His tone was unusually heavy, which made the Cangs, who were either angry, numb and frightened, or sad and resentful, stunned and reluctant to listen to him finish.
Cang Wuyu lowered his head, unable to see the expression on his face. He warned in a deep voice: "Based on past experience, struggling will only make things worse. It's better to lie down."
Then he said slowly, with his tongue as if it contained gravel: "My fellow tribesmen, we know there are tigers in the mountains, but we don't go to the mountains."
The hearts of the demons were like a spring day being attacked by a cold current, or like the peak of passion being suddenly attacked by a chicken.
I feel very cold, painful and angry.
But it didn't work.
In the past, old men and women who tried to resist were all disemboweled without exception, and simply having their wooden cores taken out was the least of their punishment.
Perhaps silently enduring is really the only way out, and You Yao actually agrees with this.
But when these words were spoken by the clan leader Cang Wu Yu, he became an outlet for his emotional outburst.
"Cang Da, how can there be a patriarch as weak and incompetent as you in this world! If you want to watch them die, just watch!"
"Drink your wine, day and night, and watch it in a drunken stupor!"
"It would be great if everyone died! It would be great if you were the only one left sitting there in the Fengwu tribe!"
Cang Si roared in anger and did not listen to the advice. He turned around and threw himself into the turmoil in the distance without hesitation.
There was silence for a moment. Some monsters followed silently, while others stayed where they were with their heads down.
Not an escape.
But not everyone can go...because someone will have to step up next time.
As long as the noise is loud and ugly enough, the monsters will be satisfied and will retreat early or be summoned away by their tribe members.
This is also one of the experiences.
Cang Wu Yu tightly held the wine jug in his arms, listened to the curses, his eyes were lifeless, and he muttered blankly: "Why don't you listen to my advice?"
"It's useless. All efforts are useless."
……
Cangjie did not retreat, nor did he rush out. He was always trying to find another way to save his people.
Today is different from the past. In the past, even if he went to the Demon King Palace to file a complaint, no one would pay attention to him, and he was even beaten up. But today is different.
There are many alien humans in the wilderness tonight, and his target is the people from Jueya.
Because no other force would ever blame the heir of the emperor and three kings for the death of someone from the Fengwu clan.
Jueya... Jueya is well-known for his majesty and fairness. His disciples are upright and self-disciplined, and they punish evil and promote good.
But he didn't believe it.
Cangjie's eyes were dark, with a hint of sarcasm in them, and he clenched his fists.
After years of frustration, he knows that there are many things in this world that are all show and no substance but rotten cotton. How much moisture is there in the cliff?
He is of low position and his words are not taken seriously.
But there is only this one hope, he wants to try, so he has to go.
Before Cangjie took action, he looked at the body of Zhu Jiu, who seemed to be sleeping, in his arms, and used magic to make a pit and buried Zhu Jiu in it.
"There's no hidden place to hide here, only underground. You'll have to make do with it for now."
"Wait until I come back..." Cangjie suddenly paused here, and his gaze soaked in moonlight lingered on Zhu Jiu's beautiful cheek. His perfect tenderness was torn, revealing a trace of tenderness of parting.
Just a moment.
He frowned and said, "If I can't come back..."
"Forget it. Even if you can't come back, with your strength, the world is so big, why can't you come back?"
Cangjie curled his lips. This was the first time Zhu Jiu saw him smile so ugly.
"Zhu Jiu, I worship you every day, not expecting you to bring me anything."
"I am just jealous of you. It would be great if I could be a bit like you, with talent, strength, fame..."
A red-gold light flashed in Cangjie's eyes. As he spoke these words, his expression was still extremely warm, but also had an added sense of weirdness.
"They all say you are an evil cultivator because you killed someone."
"But don't these people behind me count? The evil cultivators of humanity are unforgivable, but if I can be as powerful as you, then what does it matter if I am an evil cultivator? At least I can kill all those monsters."
"Whether you are good or evil is not important at all."
Cangjie pinned a freshly dewed Fengwu flower on Zhu Jiu's temple, took a deep look at her, made a hand gesture, and buried Zhu Jiu deep underground.
Generally speaking, those monsters won't explore further down.
Cangjie walked towards the Demon King Palace because Chu Yi was there. He was the "ghost" of the Fengluan clan.