Chapter 340 All are ants
In order to prove this point, he raised his chin and asked, "Do you have any basis for saying that I am a real dragon?"
"Hahaha, this is destiny, this secret must not be leaked, if you want to get a basis, you might as well ask yourself." The old Taoist said, picked up the bamboo stick, and carefully drove the victorious cricket back to the small cage.
And the dead cricket naturally became the food of that cricket.
At this time, Yan Anzhi's face was already stunned, and his figure paused, as if he had been shocked by something.
Under the light, this old Taoist's demeanor is clean, his beard and hair seem to be faintly transparent, this is a fairy!
Just say how can there be Taoist priests in this Daxiangguo Temple? If they are not immortals, how can they enter this Daxiangguo Temple?
Looking at the cricket cage under the hands of the old Taoist, he felt even more depressed. In this winter, he really has nowhere to look for crickets.
So he said: "Old Taoist priest, I want to compete with you again!"
"Hahaha, Your Majesty, please." The old Taoist did not refuse Yan Anzhi's request, and his tone was very accommodating.
The attitude of the old Taoist made Yan Anzhi quite satisfied, and he named the cricket that the old Taoist had just won.
After coming down several times, Yan Anzhi's cricket was killed again!
And looking at the old Taoist's leisurely look, it seemed that he knew he would win.
Immediately dissatisfied, he said: "You choose a cricket for me! If you win this time, it won't count as my win. If you lose, it will count as a win. Then you have to give it to the cricket!"
"Hahaha." The hearty laughter of the old Taoist priest was extremely loud in the yard.
After helping Yan Anzhi choose a cricket, in the final result, the cricket selected by the old Taoist for Yan Anzhi won!
The old Taoist stroked his beard and laughed: "This is what God wants."
This has been going on for several rounds, and now there is only one living cricket left in the cage, and the others are all dead, which is a pity.
So he asked: "Old Taoist priest, you have died so many crickets, don't you feel bad?"
If it was his, he would be so heartbroken to death, all the crickets that were raised so well finally died, and there was only one left.
I remember that the cricket he had raised for half a month died, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't eat for several days.
What Yan Anzhi asked was childlike, the old Taoist took out the last cricket from the cage, looked at it and threw it on the ground.
Just when Yan Anzhi had the idea to pick it up, the old Taoist's foot landed on the cricket!
At the same time, the old Taoist also replied to Yan Anzhi's question just now, saying: "For the poor Taoist, the things in this cage are all ants."
Yan Anzhi's eyes widened, he never expected that the old Taoist would trample the cricket to death, and he was inexplicably shocked.
This kind of shock made his heart beat extremely fast, and his heart seemed to be very quiet, but at the same time seemed to be churning, like a shocking giant wave washing him endlessly, and he could not be calm for a long time.
When he finally went back, Yan Anzhi still couldn't get out of that shock.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of people kneeling and bowing their heads on both sides. They were low at his feet, and they didn't even dare to lift their heads. Even when he looked down for a long time, the people on the ground began to tremble slightly.
These people are afraid of him, because he is the emperor, the emperor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, the emperor of Da Nan, and... the will of heaven.
Looking at the people at his feet, he froze for a moment and then muttered to himself: "They are all ants."
At such a moment, he seemed to understand something, understood what Taoist Taiping said.
The whole world, to him, is an ant.
(End of this chapter)
In order to prove this point, he raised his chin and asked, "Do you have any basis for saying that I am a real dragon?"
"Hahaha, this is destiny, this secret must not be leaked, if you want to get a basis, you might as well ask yourself." The old Taoist said, picked up the bamboo stick, and carefully drove the victorious cricket back to the small cage.
And the dead cricket naturally became the food of that cricket.
At this time, Yan Anzhi's face was already stunned, and his figure paused, as if he had been shocked by something.
Under the light, this old Taoist's demeanor is clean, his beard and hair seem to be faintly transparent, this is a fairy!
Just say how can there be Taoist priests in this Daxiangguo Temple? If they are not immortals, how can they enter this Daxiangguo Temple?
Looking at the cricket cage under the hands of the old Taoist, he felt even more depressed. In this winter, he really has nowhere to look for crickets.
So he said: "Old Taoist priest, I want to compete with you again!"
"Hahaha, Your Majesty, please." The old Taoist did not refuse Yan Anzhi's request, and his tone was very accommodating.
The attitude of the old Taoist made Yan Anzhi quite satisfied, and he named the cricket that the old Taoist had just won.
After coming down several times, Yan Anzhi's cricket was killed again!
And looking at the old Taoist's leisurely look, it seemed that he knew he would win.
Immediately dissatisfied, he said: "You choose a cricket for me! If you win this time, it won't count as my win. If you lose, it will count as a win. Then you have to give it to the cricket!"
"Hahaha." The hearty laughter of the old Taoist priest was extremely loud in the yard.
After helping Yan Anzhi choose a cricket, in the final result, the cricket selected by the old Taoist for Yan Anzhi won!
The old Taoist stroked his beard and laughed: "This is what God wants."
This has been going on for several rounds, and now there is only one living cricket left in the cage, and the others are all dead, which is a pity.
So he asked: "Old Taoist priest, you have died so many crickets, don't you feel bad?"
If it was his, he would be so heartbroken to death, all the crickets that were raised so well finally died, and there was only one left.
I remember that the cricket he had raised for half a month died, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't eat for several days.
What Yan Anzhi asked was childlike, the old Taoist took out the last cricket from the cage, looked at it and threw it on the ground.
Just when Yan Anzhi had the idea to pick it up, the old Taoist's foot landed on the cricket!
At the same time, the old Taoist also replied to Yan Anzhi's question just now, saying: "For the poor Taoist, the things in this cage are all ants."
Yan Anzhi's eyes widened, he never expected that the old Taoist would trample the cricket to death, and he was inexplicably shocked.
This kind of shock made his heart beat extremely fast, and his heart seemed to be very quiet, but at the same time seemed to be churning, like a shocking giant wave washing him endlessly, and he could not be calm for a long time.
When he finally went back, Yan Anzhi still couldn't get out of that shock.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of people kneeling and bowing their heads on both sides. They were low at his feet, and they didn't even dare to lift their heads. Even when he looked down for a long time, the people on the ground began to tremble slightly.
These people are afraid of him, because he is the emperor, the emperor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, the emperor of Da Nan, and... the will of heaven.
Looking at the people at his feet, he froze for a moment and then muttered to himself: "They are all ants."
At such a moment, he seemed to understand something, understood what Taoist Taiping said.
The whole world, to him, is an ant.
(End of this chapter)
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