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"Hah,."

Dressed in a red robe and with a strangely painted face, Zongzheng Si Chen, clasped his ears with his little thumb and said impatiently.

"Although I mentioned Yue Lao before, to be precise, I am not Yue Lao, I am just the god of love. This difference is similar to that between a field chicken and a frog. Although they are both frogs, they all feel the same, but they are different. ”

Fang Wuwei and Shangguan Aolin glanced at each other with confused faces, looked at Zong Zheng Si Chen again, and made the following sound.

"Huh?!" x2

"It's all said that it's a fart, I'm not your enemy, and I've been interrupting my words."

Zong Zheng Si Chen frowned, the crimson "eye shadow" made up a ball, and continued impatiently:

"It's really troublesome. You don't understand anything.,What the hell is going on?。。 Speaking of this, Zong Zheng Sichen suddenly seemed to realize something, and looked at the landlord and tenants sitting at the dinner table in surprise:

"You haven't regained a little bit of strength, have you?!"

Fang Wuwei looked at Zong Zheng Si Chen suspiciously, and the appearance of Wang Junkai floating in mid-air suddenly appeared in his mind. And with its appearance, it was a conversation with Wang Junkai that had been sealed in his mind for a long time. (Chapter 83)

"That's not right! Now is not the time to look back! ”

Fang Wuwei shook his head vigorously, looked at Zong Zheng Si Chen and asked:

"Hey! You haven't said what the hell you're up to! One moment the moon is old, one moment is the god of love, and the next moment what kind of frog and field chicken, what kind of thing are you?! ”

Zong Zheng Si Chen frowned slightly, as if he had thought of some bad memories from the past, and then said:

"Uncle Fang."

"Uncle, a yarn! I'm not that old! Fang Wuwei turned on the spit mode and spewed angrily towards the Sect Administration.

"Uncle Fang."

Hearing Fang Wuwei's words, the red-robed Zongzheng Si was not stunned, and once again leaned lazily on the back of the chair.

And then.. As if he was taking revenge on Fang Wuwei, he suddenly kept chanting in pieces:

"Uncle Fang. Uncle Fang. Uncle Fang. Uncle Fang. Uncle Fang. ”

Fang Wuwei looked at Zong Zheng Si Chen with a black line on his face, slapped his head hard, and only six words appeared in his heart.

[It's really a dog.。。 】

"Forget it."

Zong Zheng Si Chen crossed Erlang's legs, put his hands behind his back and pillowed his head, sat on the chair and looked at Fang Wuwei and continued:

"I'm not playing. Uncle Fang, since you asked me what it is, then you will listen to it. ”

As soon as Zong Zheng Si Chen's words fell, a red line quietly came out of his right hand, slowly floating in the air, swaying gently.

Fang Wuwei and everyone were stunned, and before they could react, the mouth of the Zong Zheng Si Chen, who was sitting there, moved slightly.

"You ask me?"

Zong Zheng Si Chen's words were like carrying some strange power, so that the red rope turned into a young man who was exactly the same as Zong Zheng Si Chen. It's just that the young man's eyes are blank, and he is wearing a high school uniform, and he keeps walking forward in mid-air. Just when the phantom was about to hit the wall, Zong Zheng Si Chen suddenly said again:

"I don't have a body."

As soon as the three words came out, the phantom turned into white smoke in an instant, swirling around the top of the room for a long time.

"I have a body, too."

The floating white smoke slowly turned into several smaller and lighter white mist, and quietly drifted to the side of everyone present.

"But... What am I? Who am I? ”

As soon as the words came out, the wisps of white smoke that surrounded everyone suddenly turned into a question mark with a "poof", beating above everyone's heads. Fang Wuwei looked up at the question mark above his head, looking dazed.

Zong Zheng Si Chen, who was sitting in the chair, suddenly raised a smile. The corners of the eyes painted with crimson eyeshadow were slightly upturned, like peach blossoms, seductive, and then said evilly:

"I am God!"

The question marks composed of white smoke instantly turned into the word "god".

"I am a false god."

The word "god" composed of white smoke instantly became a "pseudo" word.

"I am also the true God!"

The "pseudo" word composed of white smoke instantly became the word "true"!

"Born in the lust of man, he examined the hidden in heaven and earth, and died in lust, and went through all kinds of tribulations. Cycle after cycle, endless reincarnation. ”

Zong Zheng Si Chen slowly stood up from his chair and raised his right hand. The wisps of white smoke drifted from mid-air to his right hand, and then merged into a bright red rope. Then he looked at Fang Wuwei and said with a smile:

"To this day, I am born by the love of people, I am raised by the love of people, I live for the love of people, and I stay for the love of others. The word love is still in the world for one day, and I have no body, and I have become the god of love among the fantasy gods. ”

Just after Fang Wuwei thought that Zong Zheng Si Chen finished speaking, Zong Zheng Si Chen suddenly compared, "Yay!" gesture, and then said:

"By the way, fake pigs are the best in the world."

After seeing so many messy and bells and whistles, Fang Wuwei really believed that this Zongzheng Sichen might really be a god. And this Zongzheng Si Chen should not be an enemy.

Just looking at Zong Zheng Si Chen's face with a slight smile, Fang Wuwei only felt an indescribable emotion stirring in his heart. It's like the feeling of being in love, I obviously want to restrain myself, but I can't suppress it.

Fang Wuwei kept suppressing the irrepressible emotions in his heart like falling in love, and said slowly in a calm tone as much as possible:

"So..."

Fang Wuwei slowly walked one step or two, past the chair, past the surprised gazes of others, and walked faster and faster, until he gasped slightly, standing in front of Zong Zheng Si Chen, looking at Zong Zheng Si Chen's eyes.

The eyes of the two met, exuding a different brilliance.

And then..

"Why do you have to use classical Chinese for Mao?! You're brainy watts, aren't you?! What the hell is the fake pig set that is the first in the world?! You bullshit god, you want to join the war of fake pigs for Mao?! ”

After Fang Wuwei complained about the crackling, he bent down and breathed slowly. After a while, he raised his head and looked at Zong Zheng Si Chen and asked:

"So you're really a god?"

Zong Zheng Si Chen took a step back, sat lazily on the chair again, nodded and said:

"First of all, I would like to state that the reason why I use classical Chinese is not what I want, but that is what the Godhead is set up in this way. Then, I really am God! But it is neither a true god nor a false god, but a fantasy god. ”

Fang Wuwei looked at Zong Zheng Si Chen with a confused expression and was about to ask what a "fantasy god" was, but Zong Zheng Si Chen said directly:

"Uncle Fang, you must be asking what a fantasy god is, right? I answered directly, so I should help you wait. ”

(Chapters 145 and 146 deal with "God")

"Although it is said that the boundary is removed. . . Well.. That is, on earth, there is no science that proves the existence of God. But, again, there is no scientific proof that God does not exist.

Therefore, our existence is only on the other side of the world. Even now, I have pulled you into the other side of the world, so that you can see the whole picture of me.

Among all things, there are three kinds of God. One is a true god, the second is a false god, and the third is a fantasy god. The true god is a first-class god who requires strength. Any person, thing, or other person who has met the requirements of his strength is collectively called a true god in the divine realm. ”

Fang Wuwei frowned, and suddenly interjected:

"I met a teenager in the cultivation world before.,He seems to know the previous one.。。 I? And then say that we used to be a group of people. It can be called. ”

"No need to stumble, it's the true God."

Zong Zheng Si Chen waved his hand and continued:

"Dust to dust, dust to dust, the past is gone. Uncle Fang, you listen to me. In addition to the true gods, there are also false gods and fantasy gods, both of which are second-class gods.

A false god is a god with a proper name, who is famous and proven, but his strength cannot reach that of a true god. For example.. Yue Lao, Chang'e, Cupid and other gods that can be found in history or human words.

But as for the fantasy gods, that's a long story. ”

Fang Wuwei was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously:

"Why?"

Zong Zheng Sichen was silent for a while, and then said slowly:

"Because... The fantasy God is a God who does not exist, a God who has no body and a body. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.