Chapter 1064

Atmosphere, suddenly embarrassed down.

Zhou Ze and yinggou seemed to be immersed in a kind of meditation at this time;

This meditation,

Similar to looking back on my life,

What the hell did I do?

For most people, this meditation often brings sadness in the end.

Zhou Ze broke the silence,

Very serious tunnel:

"I think it's unreasonable for others to pursue whatever they pursue. I'm selling fried dough sticks here, which is inferior to your scholarship, right?"

Yinggou didn't speak,

But with a serious expression,

It seems a little relaxed.

"Cats have their own ways, dogs have their own ways, as long as they are happy."

Boss Zhou continued to pour chicken soup into himself and the one around him at the same time.

Lazy people often have amazing talent in chicken soup. Otherwise, how can you hypnotize yourself to continue to eat chicken soup and wait to die when you see that people around you are working hard and don't have the ability to cook chicken soup?

Zhou Ze took a deep breath, looked at yinggou and said:

"So, that sword, cut around, finally, will cut your dog... Your head?"

"Sooner or later."

Zhou Ze pursed his lips. Well, sooner or later.

The Yellow Emperor is dead, but his thoughts and pursuits have always been alive.

People are gone, but the rules he set are still there, and I don't know why, after so many years of precipitation and brewing, it has finally become a system.

It's a bit like adding a patch, or even a program, to the world.

Funny thing is, if yinggou didn't cut off those ten fingers in hell and didn't stop the return of immortals, maybe the imperfect rules left by the Yellow Emperor at that time would be broken.

It is precisely because yinggou stopped it that the rules of the Yellow Emperor continue to mature and finally take shape successfully.

In order to defend his previous insistence, he indirectly defended the yinggou of the Yellow Emperor's original belief. Finally, he began to be targeted by this rule.

Logic is actually very simple.

Just,

After thinking and calculating, boss Zhou suddenly felt that yinggou's whole life was divided into two parts.

In the first half of my life, I worked hard to dig holes for myself in the second half,

I desperately want to climb out of that hole for the rest of my life.

"We can't copy the way Wangcai plays, can we?"

Boss Zhou asked,

In fact, he also knows,

This is nonsense.

Wangcai's "spirit of law" is too high in level and pattern. On his own side, there are really two salted fish, one big and one small. Do you still want to start a sect with salted fish?

In general, if the world is compared to an online game environment.

Well, Huang Di, the earliest pioneer player, not only laid a basic playing method and rules for future players,

And he was promoted to the game planning department.

Although its number is gone, it has successfully opened a new rule for the whole game program.

This program needs to wait, mature and perfect, but fortunately, it finally succeeded.

Ordinary players will not be affected by this program, because everyone can't live or play for too long.

Some people always open new numbers and others cancel them, which has always been in a dynamic balance.

This rule is aimed at those "plug-in" players who have tried their best to find loopholes and have not cancelled their numbers, and have begun to undermine the balance of the game.

Like yinggou, it also belongs to this category, although it has been "hanging up".

And win hook,

Maybe it can be regarded as the "zombie" in the real sense.

In response to the "sweeping" of the game system,

She embarked on a path of "I killed myself".

You can say that it is similar to the cancellation of the old number in online games, but you can transfer everything such as equipment and skills to a new number.

No matter which new player gets its inheritance, it will replace it.

Whether the Yellow Emperor is dead or the rules are dead must also be rigid, so you can jump out of that doom by this.

Of course, a more appropriate understanding is that she has turned herself into an NPC.

The kind of grandpa who stands at the entrance of the novice village and asks any player to fight wild monsters or collect straw outside the village.

Even if the clothes are cold, even if there is no new number to enter the novice village, and even if the war outside is fierce, the NPC grandfather will always stand at the entrance of the village, with deep eyes and a smile on his face.

The question now is, before long, it will definitely be the turn to win the cancellation number. What should we do?

At this time, it's meaningless to discuss whether you can live after you die, and it hurts your feelings.

Although it is normal for each to fly in the face of disaster,

But I'm also embarrassed to say it face to face.

The most important thing is to go step by step to today. Today's situation does not mean that the winning hook is dead, and the rest can remain the same.

It's not that you can go to seclusion in the mountains and forests if you want to go to seclusion in the mountains and forests. Although it's very emotional, it's really hard to say how many people there will be left in the bookstore in the end if there is no win hook.

I've worked hard to pick up things from the outside. The accumulated happiness that has just been stacked will turn into a castle in the air and disappear as soon as I blow it away.

"No, you have a way, don't you?"

Zhou Ze looks to yinggou.

Yinggou pulled himself into the depths of his soul this time. He should not simply make a science popularization for himself, then complain about his grievances, say goodbye, take a bath, change clothes, and wait to die.

Waiting for death has never been yinggou's character;

Well, he doesn't like waiting for death. He likes looking for death.

"There is a way." Yinggou looked at Zhou Ze and said.

In fact, it is difficult for anyone to understand yinggou's current mood.

Because he never thought that one day, he would ask his watchdog to help.

It's normal to ask your watchdog to find food for you before.

Raising a hound can also help hunt, can't it?

But this time is different, because this crisis, if he is in full bloom, it's OK. It's a big deal. It's just like cutting ten fingers in those years. Even if the object is changed to the rules left by the Yellow Emperor, it's not necessarily rigid.

However, at the moment, he really can't break the game.

Just like what Zhou Ze thought in his heart, he can not want to live by himself, but he can die by himself and take the initiative to die, but he doesn't want to be waved by others like sweeping garbage and put into the dustbin.

Even if this person is the Yellow Emperor.

"What can I do? Say it. Don't mention it. Who are we?"

Zhou Ze sat down cross legged with a relaxed expression and a calm expression.

It fully explains what it means to "push your nose and face".

In fact, boss Zhou is not so naive on weekdays, but it depends on who is right. Even underworld bosses who cut people outside without blinking may be afraid of their wives when they return home.

For boss Zhou, it's really interesting and interesting to tease tie Hanhan occasionally.

"Someone was preparing to do this a long time ago."

Yinggou said.

"Who?" Zhou Ze asked.

In fact, boss Zhou knows so many big people.

"It's in your bookstore."

Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment,

"Old way?"

Yinggou defaults.

"Ah......"

For a time,

Zhou Ze suddenly understood,

Why did the first generation proudly praise the intelligence of their descendants in front of yinggou in the dry well of hell a year ago;

Why did the Taoist priest lose the foundation passed down from generation to generation without blinking an eye.

But

"No, the Taoist priest should not reach the level of immortality like you?"

The words are rough and the reason is not rough. Lao Dao is the last governor. Of course, he is very old, but compared with yinggou Ganzi, who have been surviving since ancient times, Lao Dao is simply young enough to pinch water.

Logically, he is not yet ready to worry about such a thing.

"Their aura is tied up from generation to generation. From birth to the end, and then to the next generation, they are born and cannot be changed.

They benefited from the system established by the early Fujun, but in the end, when this doom comes, the last Fujun will bear this backfire for all previous ancestors. "

"So, it means that the age of Lao Dao is not calculated according to his own age, but should be calculated from the early generation and superimposed from generation to generation?"

In this case,

The Taoist priest is really no younger than yinggou.

You know, in the early generation, Kankan and yinggou just missed the era.

So,

If the Taoist priest is still a prefect, and still lives on Mount Tai, he is free and carefree, and the king is in hell;

So,

It's hard to say whether Xuanyuan sword will chop the old way first or not, and it's even more likely to chop the old way first;

After all, although people live long, they live low-key;

Yinggou lived a long time, but now it's miserable.

Xuanyuan sword must have its own calculation method, which can be regarded as threat and influence. In short, if the old Taoist priest is still Fu Jun now, it is definitely the primary goal of Xuanyuan sword!

From this point of view,

In my previous life,

That is, the man in white who often appears in his dream,

It's really... A little scary.

A thousand years in advance, have you been planning for your life?

This predictive ability, this foresight, this selfishness and decisiveness that can be abandoned in order to save life, tut tut

It's also funny,

Such people,

Unexpectedly, he became a "black sheep" ridiculed by hell ghosts for thousands of years.

Therefore, sometimes, when laughing at others' stupidity, you really have to be vigilant first. What may be really stupid is actually laughing at others' own.

"What method did he use?"

Zhou Ze asked.

You can't copy the method of Cuzhi, because there's nowhere to go to the village, so there's only the old way to go. Anyway, if you are familiar with it, it shouldn't be a problem to copy it.

"For the dead."

"For the dead?"

Zhou Ze took a deep breath and suddenly thought of a person. He suddenly felt a little ridiculous and unbelievable,

Sink channel:

"Bodhisattva?"