Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 440 The reason
Zuo Wu stood on the ground, raised his head slightly, and the burning moonlight fell on him; similarly, he could also hear the desperate laughter of the aspirants after their beliefs were broken, and the ancient books and classics were burned. Faint burnt smell.

This is the imperial palace, and the imperial palace is of course located in the imperial city; there is only one "country" on the entire planet, and of course, this imperial city is also the largest city on the entire planet, full of exquisite beauty, gathering the most top and purest seekers in the world.

Top-notch and pure, it means that the pursuit of "seeking the Tao" has occupied all of their lives.There was a problem with the moon, and the people in the imperial city were the most violently stimulated.

Because of this, this may be the place on the entire planet where the emotional fluctuations of creatures are the largest and most obvious.

It also made Zuo Wu listen all the time, one side of his face was chilled by the night wind, and the other side was scorched by the heat wave from the burning of the classics - the nearest fire point was in the imperial palace, of course the royal family kept a group of seekers , Day and night, Haoshou devoted himself to studying the Tao.

at this time.

The emperor flicked his sleeves and strolled around Zuo Wu, not like an enemy who made Zuo Wu fight with all his strength, but more like an old friend who happened to meet on the street and chatted casually, asking Zuo Wu: "What are you listening to?"

Zuo Wu tilted his head, and his eyes didn't move towards the emperor at all: "The little tricks you showed me just now gave me some inspiration - I also want to try to see if I can absorb the 'emotion of panic', and then Released towards you, making you piss your pants in a panic."

"It's a very interesting idea. Let me talk about the conclusion first. In principle, there is no problem. My suggestion is that you can substitute the feeling of panic into yourself like an actor and find out the feeling,"

The emperor nodded first, and at this time he had already walked to Zuo Wu's side, his face full of grievances: "Cooperating with what I've shown you, do you think it's just some tricks?"

Zuo Wu grinned, and suddenly stretched out his hand towards the emperor who was already standing by his side. His fingertips touched where he was, but they didn't touch anything at all.

The emperor in front of him is just a projected illusion.

Then, Zuo Wu withdrew his hand from the illusory figure of the emperor, rubbed his thumb and forefinger together, and said, "Let me guess, this is made by you absorbing a part of the light and releasing it at the right time." A trick of light and shadow?"

The emperor flicked his finger: "You can see it! Not bad."

Zuo Wu was curious: "Absorbing light, I thought about it before. But the price of doing this is that my own eyes become blind, and the loss outweighs the gain. How did you overcome this problem?"

After speaking, Zuo Wu turned his ears to listen again.Since the "emperor" in front of him is just a trick of light and shadow, of course light and shadow itself cannot generate sound waves through vibration.As long as Ao listens carefully, it is possible to find the actual location of the emperor.

pity.

The light and shadow tricks will naturally be used in conjunction with the "absorbing presence" that the emperor showed before. It is really difficult to find out his actual location just by listening.

What if it is difficult?Still don't have to listen.

The emperor didn't seem to notice Zuo Wu's intentions, and his voice was still as erratic as before: "How can I overcome the problem of absorbing light and making myself invisible? Well, I can only say more trials and more practice."

Zuo Wu didn't speak, but suddenly felt the emperor's aura rushing into his ears: "Still, you have been developing your own favor for so long, and you have only scratched the surface when you encounter any difficulties, and you give up. You have never studied in depth to solve approach to these problems?"

Full of accusations and jokes, Zuo Wu felt that the emperor's breath would be sprayed on his cheeks with this question.Whether it was intuition or instinct, everything was telling Zuo Wu that Emperor Zuo Wu was located very close to him.

But rationally told Zuo Wu that this was just a trick created by the emperor with his "sense of presence".Zuo Wu had already learned the lesson, and rashly threw a punch in one direction, only to get a provocative touch on the back of his head by the other party.

It's embarrassing.

But the emperor's breath was still blowing on Zuo Wu's cheeks, making him more and more irritable.Even, the emperor's provocations will intensify again, the hair on the back of the left Wu's head is pulling his scalp and itching again, as if a pair of invisible hands are slowly pressing on his back.

Reason is still telling Zuo Wu that all these are false, but being provoked so far, the irritability is about to break through the top of his head; light and shadow, sense of existence?Told you it was a little trick.

It seems to be fighting for a breath of blood.

Zuo Wu suddenly ignored it, closed his eyes and started to spin around by himself, which looked a little funny, and made him dizzy.

The emperor's surprised voice has not yet come out.

Taking advantage of the dizziness that surrounded him, Zuo Wu raised his fist and slammed it in a direction that he didn't even know!
There was nothing attached to this punch, it was just a punch.Anyway, any impact or heat added will be absorbed by the emperor, so it's better to just let yourself vent.

But did not expect.

This fist that even Zuo Wu himself didn't know where to swing it really stopped at an empty place, unable to move forward any further, but Zuo Wu showed a faint smile as if he was about to win when he was dizzy. .

really.

The emperor pursed his lips and emerged from the emptiness, his fist just landed on the tip of his nose, so just, so just.

He coldly pushed Zuo Wu's fist away from the tip of his nose, and said to Zuo Wu: "If I were you, I would absorb the dizziness you caused yourself. To prevent you from being so uncomfortable and ugly."

But Zuo Wu shook his head, still covering his mouth to endure the dizzy retching, and looked at the tip of the emperor's nose while being dizzy.

This time it was the emperor's turn to be irritable: "What are you doing?"

"Look at the tip of your nose."

"What's so nice about the tip of my nose?"

Zuo Wu was even more joyful: "I heard that on the earth thousands of years ago, some ancestors were obsessed with collecting a kind of plastic dolls. At that time, the materials used for this kind of dolls were primitive and backward, and they could not resist the oxidation at all. Erosion, after about ten or eight years, it will start to produce oil and turn yellow."

The emperor held Zuo Wu's wrist, and slowly pressed his hand down: "So?"

Zuo Wu ignored that his hand was still being squeezed tightly by the opponent, and continued to talk freely:

"The popular painting form thousands of years ago was the kind that emphasized the eyes of the characters, while simplifying the other features of the facial features, especially the nose, which was often replaced by a single line, or omitted altogether."

"Most of the plastic dolls I'm talking about are three-dimensional representations of this form of painting. The simplified nose will be made ultra-sharp and ultra-thin, and it may even be the sharpest and thinnest part of the plastic doll. one."

The emperor's expression began to turn unfriendly.

"The sharpest and thinnest part of the plastic means that it is the easiest to oxidize. The nose is still on the doll's face. Although it is simplified, it is the finishing touch of the whole doll. Once it oxidizes and turns yellow, it will be particularly conspicuous. If If it is not remedied in time, the whole doll will become particularly ugly,"

Zuo Wu shrugged, made his own conclusion, and pointed to the emperor's face:
"I've already hammered your nose, it's all by luck. But you are still playing tricks like light and shadow, and you can subdue me directly without using more bloody means to end this farce. What are you waiting for? What? Or, do you have a reason to keep my hand?"

The emperor was silent.

Zuo Wu shrugged: "So, if you don't take some remedial measures, and think of some ways to conceal your true intentions, I will see through you. At that time, everything will become quite ugly. Your plastic people Occasionally, it will become oily and black, and it will become what you absolutely don't want to see."

The emperor finally opened his mouth, but he didn't seem to be sure whether he should be dismissive or lightly mocking now, his whole face was distorted: "Zuo Wu, your level of metaphor and implication is very bad, or are you just trying to show off what is related to plastics?" The discovery of the puppet? Usually no one can discuss such an unpopular topic with you?"

Even so, the force he used to squeeze Zuo Wu's hand was getting stronger and stronger.

Zuo Wu finally sighed, and pointed around again: "Okay, let me make it clearer - you are the emperor, but your people are like plastic dolls to you, they belong to you. The collection is the same as the toy?"

The emperor shook his head: "I have never been sorry for the words 'wise and powerful'. Didn't Renlian give me certification?"

"I don't think so, at least you don't look like your people,"

When Zuo Wu said this, he was still waving his fingers, as if he could point to the surrounding air, the long wailing of those seekers of Tao because their worldview was instantly shattered, and the burning of various classics of seeking Tao. heat, says:

"If you don't treat your people as puppets, then why are they so surprised when they learn the truth of the world, so that they collapse? This is not just a fact, you have never told your people what the world really looks like .”

"It's the same even after you ascended the throne, the world is still operating according to the theme of cultivating immortals set by Renlian; and there is a high probability that your people will not even know the name of Renlian. Therefore, when they are getting melted more and more , They are so at a loss, even the seekers raised by your royal family are exactly the same."

"The level of seekers raised by the royal family must be top-notch. They all behave like this. What about your other subjects? Wouldn't they just collapse more completely?"

A vein appeared on the emperor's forehead.

Zuo Wu was still saying: "If what you call a talented person is just a talented person who manages the theme park for Renlian, haha. I recommend a better job for you, the director of the zoo... No, it's a breeder, a talented person The breeder. The king of beasts, the prestige hall..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Zuo Wu felt his feet leave the ground in an instant, and the scenery in front of him was covered with a layer of speed lines, which changed rapidly after swipe.

It was he who was thrown away by the emperor, and was thrown away directly by the hand he was pinching, like an athlete throwing a discus with an incomparably large weight and size.

This kind of passive feeling has not been seen for a long time, Zuo Wu tried his best to tilt his head in mid-air, recalling the moment when he was thrown out, quite helpless.

Obviously, he has been absorbing it all the time.But as long as the emperor's understanding of "absorption" and "release" is deeper than his own, and what is exerted on him at that moment is a force that he did not expect to be able to absorb, then it is really normal for him to be thrown away.

But it's still a trick.

Zuo Wu sneered in his heart, but the emperor still kept his hand.Because before, even Ai Shanshan, who met him for the first time, could think that if he could absorb the electromagnetic force between atoms, then the emperor could basically destroy the world in a literal sense.

But the emperor didn't, and he was still playing with his "light and shadow" and "sense of presence" like a joke, and he didn't think about using such methods to deter himself.

Is it because the emperor can't absorb the electromagnetic force between atoms?Or did he have a reason why he had to keep his hand?Mostly the latter.Because he has been able to absorb the "sense of existence", and the sense of existence is more metaphysical than the electromagnetic force that can be directly observed by people, right?

So what is he worried about?
Zuo Wu was still thinking, and even for a moment he forgot that he was still in the process of being thrown backwards by the emperor, until he plunged straight into a tall tower, smashed the cornices and tiles with his head, and fell into it. It made the inside even more messy.

He scratched his head and got up, feeling a little guilty, because he had knocked over countless bookcases in the tower, and quite a lot of elegant books had been messed up by himself.

The books were of course taken care of.

Zuo Wu patted the dust off his body, first looked out from the breach of the tower, the emperor stood there temporarily and did not follow.

But turning his head, Zuo Wu saw an old man behind him, his brows were full of immortal demeanor like a standard answer.The old man was staring at the bookshelf that he knocked over, dazed.

Zuo Wu scratched his hair and said to the old man, "I'm sorry, old man, there is a reason for this."

The old man shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay..."

It's not over yet.

Suddenly, the old man caught a glimpse of the hole made for Zuo Wu. The burning moon seemed to be facing an enemy in an instant. His pupils trembled and he hugged his own head, messing up his high bun, and turned his face Buried in the open book in front of his eyes: "Hey hey! It's fake, it's fake! I just entered the enemy's dreamland..."

It turned out to be another poor man with a broken worldview.

Zuo Wu sighed, and suddenly realized that this was an excellent opportunity to make up for his lack of knowing the details of this world. He squatted down, thought for a while, and put his hand on the back of the old man's head, absorbing a little bit of his panic: "Old man, I have a question - what does the moon represent in these classics you read?"

The old man's eyes were blurred, and he was a little angry: "You don't know what the moon represents? How can there be so many students who don't learn so much! The moon is the Taoist ancestor, the incarnation of the Taoist ancestor, and also the evidence that the Taoist ancestor is immortal and eternal like jade!"

"Jade is just a good-looking stone, and its crystal is all from polishing. In fact, if you want, you can also polish a ball of shit to be crystal round, just pay attention to the moisture content," Zuo Wu shook his head, and then Ask: "What do you think of your emperor?"

"Don't make unreasonable comments about the monarch!... How can I describe him other than being talented and broad-minded?" said the old man.

Zuo Wu nodded: "If you talk about being talented, you must have a head. What did he do to make you think he's talented?"

The old man replied: "He has improved the method of cultivation, so that the quality of every seeker's magic weapon has improved several steps..."

In fact, it is just to connect the exercises of the seekers here to the sweatshops on the moon.Now, the production of sweatshops must be disturbed, and their exercises are not as good as before. This is probably the reason why some seekers' beliefs collapsed.

Zuo Wu thought for a while, and made a few gestures: "Then, does the emperor's great talent have something to do with 'luck'? For example, he does everything smoothly, and it coincides with the destiny?"

"No, the emperor's current success is all due to his own efforts." The old man said this, like a flattery from the air.

Zuo Wu suddenly realized something - the emperor's luck was ordinary, so it meant that he didn't bring the luck he absorbed with him?Yes, only the body of a pure-blooded human can be used as a container for luck.

At this time, the old man suddenly let out a scream, as if he had turned a corner and encountered a cat-like mouse.

It is the emperor who has come under the tower, so aggressive, and the majestic coercion he released is greater than ever before.

Even Zuo Wu was almost forced to lose his footing by the coercion, but he still smiled grinningly, suddenly raised his hand, and knocked hard on the wall of the high tower.

The wood chips exploded and flew, and because Zuo Wu still had luck stored in his body, none of the wood chips that exploded touched him.

"Not one piece".

Zuo Wu looked up and found that the emperor had come to him at some point.

The emperor raised his hand to help himself block a piece of sharp sawdust, and a wound appeared on the back of his hand.

Blood flowed.

(End of this chapter)