These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 69 True Colors Appearing
at this time.

Qi Zu looked around at their mental demeanor, and each of them was indeed in the state of a demon cultivator.

This group of family disciples is pretty good.

He is also very filial.

The dance is innovative and interesting.

The songs are also something I have never heard before, and there are also various lists of playing tracks to choose from, such as Never Lose, Never Forget, Carefree Sigh, Peach Blossom Island, and Never Change in This Life.
Very beautiful song.

Although the food is low-level animal food, it is far less delicious than those high-level delicacies.

But the cooking method is unique and you can see that it takes a lot of effort.

But he didn't know that if those people were not afraid to touch it, he would have to change the food he ate.

"Grandpa, you are so handsome."

"I've heard about this from the elders in the villa for a long time."

"You are so powerful, especially this demonic energy, which is very oppressive."

At this moment, the old ancestor felt as if he had become an emperor, with a group of lackeys around him.

A group of children and grandchildren are showing filial piety in front of his knees, and they are so sweet-mouthed, calling him "ancestor" all the time. Some even try to call him "adoptive father", and they almost lose themselves in the call of "ancestor".

At this time, a scene of filial sons and grandchildren, and a happy family celebrating the New Year has emerged.

However, he was not an ordinary person after all, and he hummed with a smile:
"You guys only know how to charm people. You are quite good at controlling people's hearts and have some demeanor of a demon cultivator, but you are obviously not qualified to seduce me, your ancestor."

The devil cultivator is profit-seeking and insatiable.

He had used this kind of trick countless times before.

But he is not afraid that they are greedy and insidious, but he is afraid that these descendants are not insidious enough.

He shook his robe, his expression gradually becoming serious:
"You can call me ancestor, and it's also fine if you want to call me foster father."

"I want to test you. If you pass, you can still call me godfather. If you fail, a few scarecrows will be added to the meat field next to it."

There is cruelty in these words, even though they are plain.

Test your children and grandchildren, and kill them if they fail.

If it were an ordinary junior, he would be frightened to death on the spot, kneeling down and begging for mercy, slapping himself in the face and repenting for offending the ancestor.

But Jiucairong's eyes lit up, this was obviously a hidden task.

Jiucai Rong said: "Ancestor, please test me."

"Your courage is commendable." Qi Zu showed some surprise. Just based on this fierce and ruthless momentum, he already had the initial qualities of a magic cultivator.

Qi Zu asked softly, "What do you think a demon cultivator is?"

Jiucai Rong was silent for a moment:
"The essence of demon cultivation is plunder, the law of the jungle, and the survival of the fittest."

"Cultivation resources are limited. When we kill monks, it's like a tiger killing a rabbit on the roadside. It's a new natural ecology, a food chain."

Qi Zu smiled and said, "It is very clear that we, the demon cultivators, are essentially harming others to benefit ourselves."

As a social animal, Jiucairong would naturally flatter clients and find topics to talk about.

It’s the same now, I can have a lot of fun chatting with clients.

Qi Zu also thought it was good and continued to ask questions to test him, but his complexion became worse and worse, more and more stiff, and looked ugly.

And Jiu Cairong was sweating profusely.

This topic is so hardcore.

How to intercept and kill the monks on the roadside?
How to look at the path and how to look at Feng Shui?
How to identify spells and how to use them?
How to use various small movements to determine the level of the opponent's cultivation, so as to attack in the dark and kill with one blow, instead of lying in ambush for a long time and finally hitting the opponent's strong torso.

It is obviously a business simulation game that is difficult to get out of, but there are always so many small details in strange places.

Is this a detailed display of a monk's worldview?
But he really doesn't understand.

Seeing the old man's gradually dissatisfied expression, he felt helpless. After all, how could he be a bandit? Robbery everywhere?

Jiucai Rong was not afraid of becoming a scarecrow, but was afraid that he would not be able to call out his foster father and try to save himself:

"I'm sorry, ancestor, I don't know any of these. In my opinion, there are different types of demon cultivators. The robbers who rob people head-on are one type, and I am better at sneak attacks and assassinations in the city."

"Oh?" The old ancestor looked unhappy.

"I am good at killing people in secret rooms in the city. There is a case committed by me in Pyeongchang City." Jiucai Rong opened the topic.

He gritted his teeth and told several episodes of Conan, the locked room murder case.

The ancestor didn't care at first.

Soon, it was like discovering a new world. Could Nan Nan play like this? This move was quite elegant. To frame others?

Every time he kills someone, he deliberately stays at the scene to show his alibi and let those patrolling monks in the city die?
He has a strong desire to show off and is quite perverted in his mind.

Obviously, some of these words touched the heart of this great demon cultivator.

"I am a highly intelligent magic cultivator, showing the elegance of a scholar." Jiucai Rong was sweating profusely and regretted not watching more episodes of Conan.

"It's not enough." Qi Zu shook his head. He still didn't buy it and was not satisfied.

He has traveled all over the country for so many years, and it's easy to see that he is lacking in stamina. Even those amazing tricks he talked about are probably a bit exaggerated.

This person is not ruthless and decisive enough, and lacks the fighting spirit!
Jiucairong was a little anxious on the spot. He couldn't get along with the old ancestor because he was not cruel and perverted enough.

He could only ask for help from Su Yu Niang next to him and let her go.

Su Yu Niang nodded, stepped forward and said:

"He is the representative of the demon cultivators of this generation of our family disciples who likes to play the art of killing. I am a demon cultivator of the same type as the ancestor. I like to torture and kill cultivators and kill the enemies head-on. Please test me, ancestor."

Qi Zu seemed to see through their weakness and asked calmly, "How do you usually dispose of corpses?" Su Yu Niang certainly didn't understand these professional knowledge of magic cultivation.

But that doesn't mean she can't give a satisfactory answer.

A mere Jiucai Rong cannot answer this question, that's because he is such a nobody, he is too honest!
She did not choose to give a direct answer, "Friends who have disposed of corpses know that the difficulty in successfully disposing of corpses is actually how to control one's appetite."

The old ancestor was shocked at the moment!
He looked Su Yu Niang up and down, as if he was getting to know her all over again.

As expected, no one asked her how she disposed of the body.

And Su Yu Niang did not choose to be asked questions by him again, after all, answering too many questions would lead to mistakes.

Instead, take the initiative and directly bring the topic into the field you are proficient in:

"Ancestor, we have sword forging in our villa. Recently, I have been researching a method to induce mortals to open three flowers and then forge iron."

"Look, this weapon."

She took out a dog tail series weapon:
"It looks great, this is for you."

"We recently tricked the scholars down the mountain into planting three flowers and this dogtail grass, and then grabbed it and made magic weapons. You don't know, when they found out we deceived them, the scholars had twisted expressions of despair and pain. Hehe, it's really interesting."

"This method is not bad." The old demon cultivator answered perfunctorily, stroking the weapon. He thought the weapon was really beautiful and the more he looked at it, the more he wanted it.

I never thought that the villa now has such powerful means.

We have begun to be able to forge spiritual root magic weapons for monks.

This is one of the industries of orthodox magic practitioners.

To see whether a magic cultivator has a solid foundation, one has to see whether they can use the corpses of passing cultivators to create magic weapons.

The forging techniques and skills involved can directly show the heritage of a family of magic cultivators.

"good very good."

The old ancestor nodded, finally somewhat satisfied, "If you develop, the cultivators I slaughtered in the future can be put to better use."

Su Yu-niang kept talking and became a chatterbox:

"Also, we have been studying turbid air recently. When the three flowers were opened, we thought about whether we should forge iron on their heads and absorb the turbid air in, so that the free turbid air between heaven and earth can find a home in the weapon."

The old ancestor's eyes lit up, and he thought this method was indeed good:
"Trick scholars into studying, and then hammer iron on their heads? Let them face the most desperate pain when they have the most hope? And then absorb the foul air to make magic weapons?"

This younger generation is just what I wanted, even more brutal and sinister than I imagined.

All I can say is that he still has the style of his past.

It seems that this generation has great potential and there is hope that we can restore the glory of our lineage.

Su Yu Niang became happier as she spoke, and she blocked the old man's attack and kept shouting:

"Also! We are currently researching Ganoderma lucidum, tricking those poor scholars into opening these three flowers, and then turning them into meat fields. Do you want me to send one to you, the ancestor?"

"I think this meat field of yours and this scarecrow are not worthy of your status."

"Ginseng field." Upon hearing this, the old demon cultivator frowned slightly.

Ganoderma lucidum is something that even orthodox magic practitioners despise.

There is also a chain of contempt among magic cultivators.

Regular magic practitioners with heritage and background will look down on unconventional magic practitioners whose techniques have great side effects.

The wild demon cultivators would look down upon the low-level demon cultivators who cannot even afford to eat meat fields and who use meat Ganoderma lucidum to trick mortals into turning into meat fields.

"Ancestor, are you not satisfied with the meal?"

Su Yu Niang immediately stood up and said proudly:

"You can pick any one of us here, and I will immediately make them bloom three flowers, plant a meat Ganoderma lucidum, and become a scarecrow in the meat field to chat with you here."

These people walked out one by one on the spot, their eyes fiery.

Looking at the scarecrow in the field, I wish I could replace it!
From now on, I will stay in this house and accompany my ancestor to show my filial piety.

If this copy can be retained forever, as a scarecrow, even if I can't find a chance to rummage through the boxes and cabinets, I can still please the ancestor. Anything I can deduct from such a big shot will be enough to make a fortune.

Qi Zu felt puzzled when he saw their fiery eyes.

The evil cultivators are profit-driven and there are often crazy people among them, but this is the first time I have seen someone so crazy in my life.

Unlike the domineering merchant, this deep-minded demon cultivator could tell at a glance that they were pretending.

I originally thought that they were pretending to be sinister and vicious demon cultivators, but in fact, they were kind-hearted and indecisive.

But I never expected it.

Now, their true colors have been revealed. This group of people is even more evil and vicious than imagined. In fact, they are pretending to be kind and normal.

He was rare in his life.

Qi Zu said: "I don't eat people."

Su Yu Niang: "Don't worry, we are focusing on a filial piety. What style of scarecrow do you want?"

Qi Zu began to appreciate their true colors and felt that there was someone to succeed them: "It's thoughtful, but I won't eat it."

Su Yu Niang: "Look again, we have scarecrows in the meat field that scream and curse when they are tortured, ones that laugh when they are tortured, ones that will go fishing with you, ones that can sing hundreds of songs, ones that can play chess, and if you lose at chess, you can even cut off two pieces of his flesh to vent your anger."

Qi Zu admired them more and more, and continued to explain patiently: "I am an orthodox demon cultivator. Eating people will drive me crazy and cause great karma. Only those losers who are desperate will eat ginseng fields."

Su Yu Niang: "Of course we can choose not to eat them and throw them into the manure pond as self-purification, but we can see their painful expressions. The useless fish screaming in pain is also very cute. Hehe."

The old ancestor was silent for a moment, waved his hand and said:
"You go down, let the young man come and talk to the old man. I just thought about it. He is gentle and likes to plan and kill people from a distance. In fact, he is a direct disciple with great potential."

Su Yu Niang: “.”

(End of this chapter)