This Person is Too Serious Chapter 359

　　 As expected, Wu Wang's plan was carried out extremely smoothly after his anger was gone.

　　 For this **** of death, Tiangong is really going all out.

　　Shao Si Ming cut the old body with a sword, the earth **** enlightened the Tao to protect the soul, the female ugly clothed life and death, and was willing to be a guide every spring.

　　 In addition, the emperor also took the initiative to arrange the flow of time for the illusion of life and death, making it a hundred years inside and no more than a hundred days outside.

　　 This is the real sense of living like years.

　　The divine power of the divine pond of the heavenly palace is infinitely supplied here, and all those remnants selected by the female ugly and thrown into the illusion of life and death are nourished by divine power; although there is no such thing as six reincarnations in the heavens and the earth, they also have the opportunity to reincarnate as beings.

　　 Wu Wang also took advantage of the trend to fish out a little divine power, and took back the divine power he had previously spent on the **** of death.

　　 The God of Earth also closed one eye on this, and didn't say much.

　　 Wu Wang, as the 'mastermind' of the whole plan, is naturally quite busy.

　　Because he is worried that there are many things that Shao Siming does not understand, he has to be beside Shao Siming at all times and explain in detail for Shao Siming.

　　 When explaining, the language is a little more witty and humorous, and it can play the role of entertaining and entertaining. It is also reasonable and reasonable, and there is nothing to choose.

　　—In fact, it is to arrange the work, be a supervisor by yourself, nothing to make the young man happy.

　　 That illusion was set above the death hall. From the outside, it looked like a cloud of golden clouds, but inside it was almost infinite.

　　 Wu Wang's plan naturally does not use such a large boundary.

　　 The souls of death who were selected by the female ugly and sent here, and the false souls made by the young man's supernatural powers, gathered together to build a village, and spent three years in the fantasy territory.

　　 is the three days outside.

　　 Waiting for the village in the fantasy world to gradually stabilize, these souls also forgot their original memories, and accepted the new identities set by Wu Wang, and the whole plan finally started officially.

　　 At noon on this day, outside of the illusion, Wu Wang, Shao Si Ming, and Earth God sat cross-legged.

　　 Nv Chou stood in front of her with a crystal ball, chanting words and reciting ancient divine texts.

　　 Tens of thousands of guards were stationed in the periphery of this place, prohibiting any gods and creatures from approaching, and Xihe's frame appeared high in the sky, personally appearing to protect them.

　　Everything is ready, Wu Wang still bowed his head and thought for a while.

　　 Generally speaking, there is almost no problem.

　　 He made a gesture to Nv Chou, and Nv Chou immediately raised the crystal ball, her long hair fluttered, and her voice became extremely high-pitched.

　　The sacrifice of ancient witches, the dance of female ugliness.

　　 A gray light burst out from the crystal ball, and lased towards the golden cloud.

　　 Wu Wang gave a soft drink, and a phantom of himself appeared above his head, as if the primordial spirit came out of his orifice, it was actually a ray of soul condensed by divine mind, chasing the golden cloud to escape into it.

　　 Nv Chou, the earth god, and the young man also sacrificed a ray of spirits, and immediately after Wu Wang, they sank into the golden cloud.

　　 Outside the fantasy realm suddenly fell into silence.

　　 Dao gaze came from all over the palace, trying to infer the situation from the change of the golden cloud.

　　 And the real powerhouses, such as the gods such as Dichang, Xihe, and Da Si Ming, are now sitting everywhere, observing the situation in the illusion territory.

　　 Within the fantasy world.

　　 When a 'little life' fell to the ground in that quiet village, all the 'story' and 'plots' began to revolve around her.

　　 But Wu Wang still made a mistake after all.

　　 He really did not expect...

　　 staying in the illusion every day to observe that the **** of death grows up little by little from a child, it can be so boring.

　　 But he can't leave, he must always keep abreast of the changes in the environment around the God of Death, to avoid accidents and abandon all his efforts.

　　Because of the huge gap in the flow of time between the inside and outside of the fantasy, it has been a hundred years inside, and it has only been more than three months outside.

　　Under this situation, if Wu Wang would go out for a stroll if he was okay, wouldn't it be that he was ridiculed by the gods of the Heavenly Palace that he had no qualitativeness.

　　 So, after spending a few months in the realm of fantasy, watching the infant **** of death grow up little by little, Wu Wang finally couldn't help but extend his claws to the three gods who were walking with him.

　　 "Everyone."

　　 Above the white clouds, Wu Wang looked at the three figures sitting still, fumbled for a while in his sleeves, and made a chessboard with his spiritual thoughts.

　　 "It's better to play chess and wait for her to grow up."

　　 "We can't relax," Shao Si Ming said softly, "It's better to keep an eye on it."

　　 "Master Shao Si Ming," Nv Chou smiled beside him, "I'll just stare at it."

　　土神 smiled and said:

　　 "It's okay, I think the layout here is quite interesting, and decades have passed.

　　, on the contrary, is the **** of spring, young and promising, but I haven't experienced the long years. I don't have much to do here, and I get sleepy easily.

　　 Shao Si Ming-sama is better to accompany Fengchun God more, don't let him feel boring. "

　　Wu Wang looked at the earth god, but he beat the drums in his heart.

　　Is his relationship with the earth **** so good?

　　 Still saying that no one of the earth gods wants to offend, so that they can show their favor to themselves and ping the old grievances that were once hostile to each other?

　　 Shao Si got a reminder from the earth god, looked at Wu Wang with concern, and asked softly: "Will you feel boring here?"

　　 "There are some," Wu Wang looked embarrassed, "after all, it is not qualitatively enough."

　　 "Then just call me to accompany you."

　　 The white cloud model floated under the command of Shao Si. She, who was sitting cross-legged, naturally changed to sitting cross-legged, dragging a cloud of mist around her legs.

　　 Shao Si Ming laughed and said, "I think you are much older than you."

　　 "Why should immortals count age? What we look at is mentality."

　　 Wu Wang spread his hands and pushed the chess basket over.

　　 He smiled and said, "If you are tired of playing chess, I still have some new things that I made when I was in Kitano."

　　 "What's new?"

　　 There was a little light in the eyes of Shao Si, "Now that you are taking me, I can't help but look forward to hearing the words'in Kitano'."

　　 Wu Wang took the lead and smiled and said, "Don't worry, you won't be disappointed."

　　 There was a drumbeat in the bottom of my heart, and I don't know if the Tiangong Innate God would like to upgrade to the level of the landlord.

　　 One or two smiles on the cloud, and smoke slowly under the cloud.

　　 There are hundreds of 'people' in this village, living in a paradise, surrounded by mountains and blocking their gazes, pools, streams, and waterfalls are all available.

　　 There are many succulent beasts in the mountains, so the dozen orion households in the village are also the most worshipped by the children in the village.

　　 There is ample arable land outside the village, and the weather has been smooth for years, so that the elderly here can use the extra aging grain to make delicious drinks.

　　 The men and women who have worked for a day and returned from hunting will gather together to drink and eat meat and talk about the comfort of this place.

　　 It is the scenery of this Jiangnan water town that adds a bit of the pride of the northern wild grassland.

　　 When Wu Wang designed this village, he needed a school and a teacher.

　　 The teacher, who was built on the template of the elderly Jimo, is a nihilistic existence—condensed by the magical powers of the young man.

　　 He will tell about the sinister hearts of the people outside, holding a box of ancient books left over several generations ago, as a treasure that is more important than his own life, and the existence that the children in the village fear most.

　　 The baby transformed into the **** of death grows up slowly in this environment.

　　 Her memory has not been lost, those painful situations still haunt her, but because the Avenue of Death has been triple-blocked, the resentment of creatures has been isolated, making her feel quite comfortable.

　　 In the first few months, most of the baby's eyes were hollow.

　　 Only when her 'father', the gray-haired hunter, picked her up from the swaddle and called her name tenderly, would her eyes have a little more radiance.

　　 "Xiao Ming? Xiao Ming? Daddy is here, let's have a smile."

　　茗, it seems that someone gave her a name, but that person's shadow is already very vague and can't be seen at all.

　　 Two years passed in a blink of an eye.

The swaddled baby can already walk and eat on her own, but she has never walked out of the house, even if she is carried out, she just hides in the mother's or grandma's back basket, and observes the outside environment through the gaps in the basket of bamboo. .

　　Everything is gradually no longer unfamiliar, and the emptiness in her eyes has also begun to be filled with the peaceful scenery in the village.

　　 On the cloud, Wu Wangzheng, who had been guarding for two years, was lying on the rocking chair, calculating the date of his departure, and the fairy consciousness surrounded the baby transformed by the **** of death.

Not far from the side, the gods of the earth, the young man, and the female ugly are holding cards with solemn expression. There are three or four small turtles painted on the young man's face, and seven or eight of them are pasted on the female ugly forehead. Note.

　　 And the earth god's big, honest face showed a smile that was determined to win again.

　　 After all, Wu Wang still wanted to be responsible for the plan he made, and offered to take the initiative to watch here, observing the changes in the **** of death every day.

　　 Within the wilderness, the sun rose and the moon fell seven times.

　　 In the fantasy world, seven years have passed in a hurry.

　　茗 entered the school this year and followed more than 20 children of all sizes to learn and endorse.

　　 She has been sitting in the corner without talking to people.

　　 The elders in the village said that she was born with inadequacy, perhaps because she lacked a little eye; but Ming's parents and grandmother knew that Ming had become very lively in private.

　　 She would swing on a swing in the yard under the setting sun, secretly take her father's bow and arrows in various mighty poses, and secretly use the red paper on her mother's dressing table to make a shallow mark on her lips.

The appetite of 　　茗 is also increasing day by day.

　　When the farmer is busy, she will accompany her mother and grandmother to work in the field. She always finds a place to sleep beautifully in the shade of the trees in the fields.

　　 When spring comes, Ming will run around chasing butterflies;

　　 Xia Ye Yingying, she would catch some fireflies and sprinkle them in the house, and accompany them into a beautiful dream.

　　All these changes, the four gods and people falling on the cloud, fell in the eyes of the great gods in the heaven, and most of them felt incredible.

　　 On this day, the earth **** came to Wu Wang to inquire about this matter, and his words were mostly admiration and emotion.

　　 Wu Wang thought about it for a long time, but couldn't give a detailed explanation. He could only say:

　　"This is the mutual influence between creatures.

This village seems to be just a vain scene made up of hundreds of real souls. In fact, the form of this place, the words and deeds of those souls, and the scenery, houses, farming methods, etc., are countless years of slow life. It's slow.

　　 This is equivalent to using the fruits of countless years of accumulation of living beings to irrigate and moisturize the pale and empty mind.

　　 There is such a result, in fact, it did not exceed my expectations. "

　　 The **** of earth was full of admiration and gave Wu Wang a thumbs up.

　　 He smiled and said: "I really understand the methods of the God of Fengchun, and I am really amazed by the God of Fengchun's understanding of living things."

　　 "These are all my faults."

　　 Wu Wang waved his hand and smiled: "The way I first thought of was to get the **** of death into an ordinary human village, and let her feel the life, old, sick, and death of life, so as to understand death.

　　 did not expect that her nature is still so...lively. "

　　 Earth God did not move his lips, but a ray of voice penetrated into Wu Wang's heart:

　　 "Fengchun God should also hide selfishness."

"Um?"

　　 "Human Village."

　　 Earth God looked towards the clouds and said slowly:

　　"It is indeed a wonderful move to make the **** of death feel closer to the human race.

　　Fengchun God's calculations made me suddenly awakened after the incident, which really reached a very high level. "

　　 Wu Wang:...

　　 It turns out that there is such a great advantage.

　　 It's careless, I didn't expect it before.

　　 "Fengchun God, will you wait for her to grow up next?"

　　 "Well," Wu Wang said, "When she is twelve or thirteen years old, throw the first knife down."

　　 "Throw a knife?"

"good."

　　 Wu Wang said slowly:

　　 "We want to cultivate her willpower, and it is impossible for her to become a little flower that can't stand the wind and rain.

　　 Her grandmother's birthday is coming, letting her observe and experience the pain caused by birth, old age, sickness and death is the most important meaning of our trip. "

　　 Earth God frowned: "Now the Avenue of Death has been sealed by Lord Star God, Lord Young Master Ming and me, and the power of backlash has been temporarily blocked, perhaps..."

　　 "This is a place of vain after all."

　　 Wu Wang said: "Moreover, I will give all souls a good destination in the end, and I will explain these to her in detail, without any concealment.

　　 After all, she is only going to experience the great road, not to fill in some beautiful memories.

　　 No matter how many beautiful memories, they will be worn away by the years.

　　Only when she feels the truth of her own way, can she become the true **** of death. UU reading www.uukanshu.cóm"

"actually?"

　　 Wu Wangshen suddenly filled with a little obscure Taoist rhyme.

　　 He bowed his head slightly, his face was shrouded in black lines, his unwavering eyes seemed like an abyss, and the earth **** subconsciously chose to avoid it.

　　 When Wu Wang spoke, his voice with a bit of mystery and rhyme made the earth **** impressed by the words he said.

　　 What he said is:

　　 "I live forever from death, and live forever from destruction."

　　 The earth expression was as usual, and he nodded slightly to Wu Wang, turned and walked towards the distant clouds.

　　 Shao Siming and Nv Chou went to have a rest at Caixia on the horizon, where there are only two gods and Wu Wang on the clouds.

　　 After pulling a certain distance, the earth **** couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly, his eyes flickered, and the expression and Taoist rhyme of Wu Wang when he said the two sentences continued to emerge in his heart.

　　 Live forever from death, and live forever from destruction.

　　The God of Earth looked down at the villages on the earth, looking at the God of Death, who seemed to be controlled by Wu Wei in every move, and it appeared in his heart that he was competing with the God of Fengchun several times...

　　 Could it be...

　　 He turned his head to look at Wu Wang's back, a bit suspicious in his eyes.

　　'An old **** is born again? '

Most likely.

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