Mo Xing thought about the rich man's reaction.

Maybe he will feign surprise and defend himself.

may show a hideous face and have a showdown with him.

Unexpectedly. The rich man was calm, but he was curious: "Why do you say that?" What exactly do you see? ”

"I entered his dream," Mo Xing said, pointing to the musician, "In the dream, he sat on the ground, extremely frightened. There was a man in front of him, covered in black. Eventually, those breaths rushed to the musician, and I finally saw the face of the person covered in black gas, and that was you. ”

Mo Xing said and slowly stood up.

Although he was reluctant to believe what he saw.

But he really couldn't fully trust the rich man.

The rich man watched him stand up, and suddenly laughed softly, and said, "Why are you so afraid? We are one kind, and I will not harm you under any circumstances. ”

Mo Xing was stunned for a moment.

"So, you admit it?!" Don't wake up and get angry.

He had a feeling of being deceived.

The rich man also stood up and said, "You should calm down first." ”

He walked up to the puppet, looked at the group of villains, and said:

"Whether it's a human or a demon, they all have secrets they want to know and power they want to get. I'm doing it for our good. ”

"What the hell did you do?!" Mo Xing shouted angrily.

The rich man said, "That day, when I saw the death of the servants, I learned the secret of the puppets. You see, these puppets, no one can control them, and they can move on their own, because each of them has a mortal soul attached to them. I've heard of this kind of magic. ”

Mo Xing suddenly realized.

In the dream, the person he didn't catch up with was the rich man.

"Why were you there that night?"

"Because, like the dead servant, I also want to get a glimpse of the secrets of the machine man."

"You ......" Mo Xing gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you doing this?!" ”

"Do you know that if we continue like this, we will die." The rich man said suddenly.

Mo was stunned for a moment and said, "What? ”

"Will die." The rich man said, "Of course you won't know that you have first acquired human form." But I've been out and about for many years, and I know that the cultivation of demons is related to lifespan. After cultivating into a human form, we will not have the time to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the mountains and forests for our lifespan, and we will not be able to increase our cultivation at all, and sooner or later we will grow old like human beings, and then die. ”

"Isn't birth, old age, sickness and death as it should be?"

"We have been cultivating for hundreds of years, are we just waiting for the same birth, old age, sickness and death just to be ordinary human beings?"

The rich man suddenly raised his voice, startling Mo Xing.

Mo Xing looked at him, shook his head and said, "Isn't everyone like this?" We just want to know what it's like to be a human being, and I think our life is really happy now, a hundred times more prosperous than in the deep mountains and old forests! ”

The rich man snorted, and his voice suddenly became cold: "That's because you haven't seen more yet." ”

Mo Xing took a step back.

He quickly sensed that the rich man was far less kind than he seemed.

"You haven't even been out of town, how do you know the beauty of the outside world?" The rich man said, his face full of yearning.

He seemed to be immersed in his own beautiful vision: "There is a place outside that is a hundred times richer than here, there is a prosperity and color that this desolate place does not have, and there are countless kinds of people of the same kind and a thousand strange secret arts. This little puppet show is nothing compared to the outside world!"

"But haven't you seen it all?"

"I don't have any!" The rich man roared angrily, "I'm an ordinary monster, and no one wants to teach me how to practice!" I can't walk through that door, and my time is limited, I need something to be a stepping stone for me! ”

"Then you don't have to kill humans!"

The rich man was stunned, then suddenly shrugged his shoulders and said, "What's the matter, just kill a few people." Have humans killed less of our race? ”

Mo Xing looked at the rich man and felt speechless.

For a few years, was that generous and benevolent rich man just a mask of disguise?

Mo Xing was silent for a long time.

He watched the rich man talk endlessly, piling up reasons, asking Mo Xing not to care about what he did.

The rich man always thinks that Mo Xing and him are on the same front.

His approach to his despicable methods, as well as his disregard for humanity, made Mo wake up like falling into an ice cave.

Finally, he could not bear it anymore and interrupted the rich man.

"When I was younger, my mother used to tell me that humans are ferocious animals. They kill our people and destroy our environment. After being a human being, I finally understood that this is not because they are cruel, but because they will never know how to respect life in the face of aliens. ”

Mo Xing said, glaring at the rich man fiercely and said, "If you think that the life given by God can be mutilated at will, what is the difference between you and mortals?" ”

The rich man shook his head helplessly, as if sorry.

"I've asked him how the puppet is manipulating." He said, "As long as I feed these puppets mortal souls for a few more days, I can control them well with a flute." I'm going to get out of here and use this secret art to find those who are in the same way. Think about whether you want to come with me or not. ”

The rich man paused for a moment and said to Mo Xing: "If you always care so much about what I do to humans, I won't force you. You just stay here and live the rest of your life. ”

As he spoke, the rich man came out of his cuff with the musician's flute.

During the time when Mo Xing was sleeping, he kept studying how to play in order to activate these puppets under the guise of being a guard.

Mo Xing was silent for a long time and asked, "What are you going to do with this musician." ”

"Just feed it to these people." The rich man said carelessly, and continued to refer to the musician's score, stroking the flute.

Mo Xing sighed, shook his head and said, "In this case, I can't follow you anymore." ”

The rich man glanced at him and said with some regret: "Well, I will not force such a thing." It's just that when I think of a friend of my former race who will be willing to die of comfort and old age, I will think that I will regret it all the more. ”

Mo Xing said: "The Tao is different, and they don't conspire with each other. ”

He knelt down, gave the rich man three heavy knocks, and said:

"I dare not forget your kindness to me. But I still hope that it will be indefinite. ”

The rich man nodded, and did not look at him again.

While studying the flute, he said, "When I understand how to control these puppets, I will leave, and you will have to do your own thing in the future." ”

Mo Xing nodded, turned around and walked outside the warehouse.

He wanted to find a place to be quiet and wait until the rich man left.

Mo Xing's heart is very confused. But for now, at least, he hopes that he will never see the rich man again in his life.

The melodious sound of the flute came from behind Mo Xing.

The rich man seems to have finally found the right rhythm.

Mo Xing struggled for a moment, but couldn't help but look back, wanting to see how the puppets would move.

As the rich man's flute plays, the puppets' joints make the sound of machinery running.

The puppets moved.