Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

Wangyou Town 22

In the Dragon Kingdom, after being tortured for the Nth time, Sepsl’s body became much lighter.

He lay on the ground and said weakly: “I was wrong.”

“If it doesn’t work, kill me to help you.”

Zhou Casshu quickly came up to start the fight: “Boss Xu Ye, think twice and don’t kill innocent people indiscriminately.”

Cypus raised his head and glanced at him gratefully.

Zhou Casshu: “Even if you want to kill him, you have to wait until his value is used up before you die.”

Cypress: “I…%￥#￥@ (the curse is too dirty to be paraphrased)”

“What are you dreaming about?” Xu Ye clicked his tongue twice, “You still want to die. What a beautiful thought.”

“Do you know what life is worse than death?”

Cypress nodded and said seriously: “I know.”

“Inside the sculpture, my life has been worse than death.”

Zhou Kashu pulled him up from the ground and served him a cup of hot tea: “Xiao Pu, we are all friends. Now tell me everything you know.”

However, Sepulchre’s first words caused all the viewers in front of and behind the screen to freeze up: “My name is Sepulchre, and I am a chosen one.”

Zhou Cassava: “What the hell? Which country are you the chosen one?”

Cypress: “XXX”

As a liberal arts student, Zhou Cassava was certain that he had never heard of the name of this country.

Regardless of what was wrong with him, Cypress continued: “My talent is to absorb other people’s negative emotions, materialize the emotions, and then use them when necessary.”

“The black matter you see is the nightmare beast formed by the embodiment of emotions.”

Having said this, Cypress said proudly: “You know, our spiritual chosen ones are more advanced than those who just like to fight and kill, and it is easier to become gods.”

Zhou Cassiopeia: “I think what you said is a bit offensive.”

Xu Ye: “So, this town is…”

“Yes, it is used to pass the test of becoming a god.”

“Unfortunately, I seem to have failed… No, half the battle. Unfortunately, I am no longer me.”

…

Outside the town, it has become a mess.

No need for Xu Ye to lead them, everyone spontaneously gathered in the church again.

A week has passed since the last “communication”, and the “wait” thing the white sculpture said has never been realized.

There were no iron sculptures in the town, and everyone was in dire straits.

This is a very strange phenomenon.

If everyone has no money, the first thing to do is to find a way to survive and spend time and energy to make money.

But now everyone has money, and there is no shortage of anything in the town.

As the saying goes, when you are full and warm, you think**

Everyone’s mood began to become agitated. When they were free, they had time and energy to be picky about the deliciousness of the food, and finally reached a level of nitpicking.

They have no motivation to move forward and have nothing to do, because no matter whether they work hard or not, the resources they can get must be fixed.

They are very leisurely, unsatisfied with the status quo, and always want to pursue spiritual stimulation.

For example, falling in love is no longer satisfied with two people being together.

He likes violence and quarrels, and always wants to cause some trouble.

These unhappy emotions could always disappear with the last prayer under the sunset, but now it doesn’t work.

In short, without the comfort of the iron sculpture, they were in great pain and felt like their days were like years.

The audience in the live broadcast room who watched this scene scratched their heads and expressed their confusion: “Why on earth?”

“If I had the opportunity to live in a place like this, I would definitely worship the white sculpture as a living Bodhisattva every day.”

“Stop talking nonsense. In the 1960s, the older generation used to chew tree bark. At that time, they felt that being able to eat a bite of white-flour steamed buns was the happiest thing. Do you feel happy now?”

…

In the world of ghost stories, in the small courtyard, Seipers took a sip of tea and said coldly: “People are always greedy.”

“The requirement for passing the assessment is to collect enough faith from the residents.”

At this point, his eyes looked sad: “What do you think the temple is?”

Zhou Casshu tried to say: “Is there an existence that can help people realize their wishes?”

“Yes, I thought so at first.” Cypress slapped his thigh: “As long as I can ease their sadness and provide them with sufficient material living conditions, they will always be happy.”Will trust me and worship me as a god. ”

Zhou Casshu also patted his thigh: “Yes, what is the purpose of a person’s life? Isn’t it just material and spiritual pleasure? You have done it all.”

“But the problem is, these people have too many negative emotions.” Cypress complained: “Even some people who were very mild-tempered at the beginning soon began to become irritable and picky after arriving in the town, as if everyone was It’s like everyone in the world owes him money.”

“My talent is quite powerful, but it can’t withstand the constant consumption.”

“After a period of time, I didn’t collect much power of faith. Instead, I became more and more painful. My body gradually became unable to bear it, and those negative emotions continued to erode me.”

“I don’t know where I went wrong. I began to regret it. I felt that my heart was as high as the sky and my life was as thin as paper. It was too difficult and I couldn’t complete the task at all.”

“But once the assessment starts, you are never allowed to withdraw.”

…

Xu Ye stepped out of the house again and saw many people with injuries.

After careful inquiry, it turned out that because the iron sculpture was still missing, a group of people united to go to the church to pray (to force a confession) and were beaten.

These people are really brave.

Xu Ye was speechless. He wanted to open a dyeing room when he was given some color. He couldn’t tell who was the big king.

He went straight to the restaurant and found that the food provided was not as good as before. There were small black spots on many snacks, which looked a bit like a sign of mold.

Xu Ye guessed that the white sculpture probably wanted to establish a prestige through these measures and let people know the consequences of irritating it, thus creating a sense of awe.

Is this really possible?

Xu Ye looked up and found that no one dared to go to the church anymore, but everyone had a heavy look of complaint on their faces.

Complaining about why the white sculptures are not good enough.

Some people chatted without hesitation and sighed: “We were deceived. Did we promise to eat and drink well? In the end, we were given this garbage.”

“You say you can do anything, bah, I think you can do nothing.”

Completely forgetting that even the not so good food is provided by the white sculpture to everyone for free.

It stands to reason that it should generate feelings of gratitude.

Xu Ye felt that the relationship between the residents and the white sculpture was just like some children and their parents in reality. There was a problem. The parents wanted to make their children suffer. If it doesn’t work, just give him a beating.

In the eyes of children, you don’t spend money on me, you don’t communicate when problems arise, and you beat people to deal with them.

In the final analysis, I was still too doting in the past.