"The ugliness of human nature?"

Dongluo squinted his eyes and sighed, "You still dare to bet!"

It's not as cold as human nature, but it's not as cold as people's hearts.

There are good and ugly things in human nature and human hearts, which can be seen through, but not broken. But now the white-robed god of mountains and rivers wants to put it on the gambling table and put it naked on the table.

gambled on human nature, threatened the hearts of the people who fell in winter, and gambled on the lives of everyone in Qingyan Village, so that he had to accompany him to this gambling table.

It may seem like just one gamble, but it's actually two. Moreover, Dongluo has already lost one first.

First, it is to gamble or not, whether to gamble or not, Dongluo has no choice, he has to go to the gambling table, the white-robed landscape god is the person he wants to save Qingyan Village, so he first put out the chips, forcing him to only gamble.

With the first game, there is the second game.

And the second game is to bet on human nature.

Man is first and foremost an animal, and therefore possesses animal nature.

Man is second and above the animal, and thus has divinity.

Human beings first have animal nature, then human nature, and then divine nature.

Human nature is between animal nature and divinity, there is its selfish side, there is also its selfless side, never overestimate the goodness of people's hearts, and never underestimate the ugliness of human nature. Because no one can estimate for sure.

The white-robed god of mountains and rivers put his hands on his sleeves and said with a deep gaze: "What do I dare not bet on, for so many years, the god has sat on a high platform, overlooking the world, no matter how ugly human nature is, no matter how good the human heart, I have seen it, but without exception, there are no good results, and it is the same today." ”

"It's better to say it's a gamble on human nature with you, it's better to say it's a gamble on desire! He who desires and asks many is a beast, and he who has no desire and no desire is called God. ”

The white-robed landscape god chuckled, "Do you think they have more animal nature in their hearts, or more human nature?"

Dongluo was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Can we fight?"

The white-robed landscape god laughed and said, "Does it make sense? I admit that I can't kill you, but not because of your cultivation, but because you are the king of Han, and this tiger skin is still very useful in the territory of the Great Zhou Kingdom." But do you think you can kill me? Even if I stand here and kill you, you can kill me, do you dare to do it?"

Dongluo squinted his eyes and said, "You have neither a godhead nor a landscape godhead, what do I dare not kill." ”

The white-robed landscape god sneered and said, "Do you know why the Mangshan Mountain Monarch would let me do anything wrong in his landscape jurisdiction?" It's because he's not sure he can kill me, and he can't bear the price of not killing me, and he can't bear the price of killing me. ”

"Although I have no godhead, nor do I have a godhead, but I have the mountains and rivers of a county in my hands, and fighting with me will inevitably cause turmoil in the mountains and rivers of a county, and how many people will die at that time? Presumably, the King of Han, you should also be a person who is familiar with the laws of the mountains and rivers of the Great Zhou, and you should also have a rough estimate in your heart. So, don't think about it, just bet with me obediently!"

Dongluo's face was ugly for a while.

He has seen the laws of the mountains and rivers of the Great Zhou, and the gods of the mountains and rivers with the position of gods cannot easily go to war.

Just imagine, the battle of the gods is a battle between water and soil, unless one side is absolutely crushing, and the mountains and rivers of a place can be stabilized after the battle, so that it will not be broken because of the war, resulting in the destruction of life. Otherwise, no matter whether they win or lose, whether they are right or wrong, both sides of the battle will be stripped of their divine positions and sent to the god beheading platform.

If there is a contradiction between the two sides of the landscape gods, Qin Tianjian, Dali Temple, Wenyuan Pavilion, Lingyan Pavilion, and the six departments of the three provinces will come forward to mediate.

The dispute between the gods of the mountains and rivers, this is also the only thing that requires the major departments of the entire Great Zhou Dynasty to come forward together to make a decision, because the stakes are too big, and if one is not handled well, it will be a collapse of water and soil, and a place will die tragically.

The white-robed landscape god looked at the young man in front of him with an ugly face, and wanted to laugh.

I want to be a cultivator and climb the mountain, but I also want to be nosy. Such people are rare.

Because nosy people don't live that long. Either it's long dead, or it's long gone.

Shi Shiran, the white-robed god of mountains and rivers, walked past Dongluo's side, standing at the entrance of Qingyan Village, still with a gentle posture, and before he could speak, everyone in Qingyan Village fell to the ground again, this time the white-robed god of mountains and rivers did not let them get up.

The white-robed god of mountains and rivers spoke, "I want to kill you." ”

As soon as the words fell, it immediately caused a commotion, although they had already guessed the intentions of the white-robed man, but when they heard him say it in person, they would inevitably feel a little sad and frightened in their hearts.

The white-robed landscape god pointed to Dongluo, who had his back to Qingyan Village, but was not in front of the white-robed man, and said: "He wants to save you, and he has tried, but he can't do it, he can't save you, he will die soon." ”

The white-robed man laughed and said, "Now you have two choices, either he dies and you live." If you live, I will bless you with good weather and rice every year, and I will exempt you from sacrifices. ”

"The second option, either you die and he lives. If you die, I won't let you die so easily. Otherwise, I wouldn't have wasted my efforts so that you would not be able to hand over the sacrifice. ”

"Now I give you the right to choose, and if only half of you are willing to die in his place, then he will live. If not, then he is dead or alive. If there is anyone willing to die for him, stand up now. ”

At the foot of Mangshan Mountain, there was no other noise except the whistling wind.

Everyone kneeling on the ground in Qingyan Village was stunned that no one moved, and Yi just wanted to stand up, but was pressed to the ground by the old hunter beside him.

Yi's eyes were cracked, and the old hunter was as immobile as a mountain.

The white-robed man chuckled and said, "Don't hesitate, if he dies, but he dies because he saved you, aren't you afraid of guilt for a lifetime?"

Dongluo turned around, he once again realized the helplessness of low cultivation, if he cultivated high, he would suppress the luck of the mountains and rivers with one hand, and kill the pseudo-god in front of him with the other.

But the reality is as the white-robed man said,

He couldn't do anything.

Dongluo just wanted to speak, but another voice sounded in his heart, "I advise you not to speak, now the choice is in their hands, you don't even have the right to speak, if you open your mouth, I will tear up the gambling contract, although I can't kill you, but I can kill them." ”

Dongluo's soul body had been shouting and scolding outside his dantian at this time, but the true dragon that occupied his dantian sea was as if it was dead, and it didn't take over his body like the dragon and tiger field when he fought against Ye Baisheng, and he didn't pay attention to him.

He really wanted to raise his martial cultivation to the peak of the Cutting Marrow Realm regardless of it, but whenever he had this thought, before he could make any moves, his dantian sea seemed to be about to explode.

The voice of the white-robed landscape god came again, "Do you think that according to the plot in that script, the right to choose will be handed over to you." But life is not a script, choice is a hero's right, and you are nothing. If you don't have the tiger skin of King Han, you won't even be qualified to talk to me. Even if you are the King of Han, in this world of cultivators, strength is respected, and if you don't have strength, sooner or later you will be trampled under someone's feet. ”

"If you have this kung fu, you might as well think about it, if I give you the right to choose, how will you choose! It should be regarded as cultivating the mind, cultivating for this kind of thing! It is better to be able to improve a little than nothing!"

Dongluo whispered, "Have you ever heard a word?"

"What?"

"I'd rather bully the pulsatilla than the poor youth. ”

The white-robed landscape god chuckled and said, "There is no such thing as a pulsatilla among cultivators, only the older you get, the more demonic you are. ”

Dongluo remembered Xue Nianci's words, before a person gains the initiative, obedience is often the best choice.

As for what the white-robed landscape god said about giving him the right to choose, he didn't bother to think about this question at all, because he had already given the answer in the Mo family's secret vault Lingyun Tower.

Kill one, save a hundred, kill.

Kill one, save ten thousand, kill.

......

Even if that person is his winterfall, kill it.

Now, if he really wants to exchange the lives of hundreds of people in Qingyan Village for his life, he will choose to change it without hesitation.

Because from beginning to end, he was just a little boy in Weicheng who just wanted to be himself.

The white-robed man stretched out his hand to take the hiking stick handed over by the elf, as if he was a little impatient, and urged: "Three breaths, if no one stands up, he will die." ”

Yi tried hard to stand up, but the old hunter held him down.

"Remember what I told you before, get out of the mountains. ”

The old hunter sighed lightly, stood up, and said loudly: "I have been kneeling all my life, but I didn't expect that before I died, I could still stand, and I didn't lose anything." Old guys, stand up! After kneeling for so long, why don't you have to be so tough! We in Qingyan Village can't let our benefactors chill our benefactors! We can't let outsiders look down on us. ”

Among the more than 200 people, some people stood up one after another, but they were all old men with white hair.

Even if you don't die today, in this mountain forest

I don't have much to live.

The number of old people is limited, and even if they all stand up, they still don't reach half the standard of the white-robed people.

This time the old hunter did not speak, and a group of older villagers then stood up, followed by some middle-aged people, and finally some of the men who had been gouging in the mountains with missing arms and broken legs.

At this moment, anyone can die, but only that group of young people can't die, because they are the hope of Qingyan Village.

All the people in Qingyan Village who stood up spontaneously stepped forward and stood in front of the group of teenagers arm in arm. One last time, he shielded them from the wind and rain from outside the village with his thin shoulders.

In their eyes, there is only calmness and calmness, as well as a sense of winter fall.

Dongluo opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word.

Hu Li was slightly moved, and he was once again amazed at the difficult choices that humans make in the face of danger.

Ba Snake's eyes were full of doubts, could it be that this group of people in Qingyan Village was stupid?

The white-robed man laughed and said, "Human nature is such a thing, it always surprises me all the time!"

The white-robed landscape god left with the power of the snake and tiger.

Dongluo stood in the vast snow and laughed at himself.

The organs are exhausted, and what if they attract others, it is not a self-inflicted humiliation.

After all, it's not that the strength is not good!

In front of the mountain temple in Qingyan Village, Xue Nianci opened her eyes and said coldly to the clay sculptures in the mountain temple: "Do you come out by yourself, or will I interrupt the mountain roots of Mangshan and detain you out?" If I detain you out, the consequences may not be so good." ”

A golden light suddenly flashed among the clay sculptures in the mountain temple, and a slender middle-aged man appeared in front of Xue Nianci.

(End of chapter)