My name is Vasabi, and I am a great goblin, and I love poetry and all things good.

Today, I met a man who is ten thousand times more terrible than the devil.

In order to survive, I am ready to sacrifice my knees.

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"What's the use of me asking for prehistoric treasures?" Fifth Brother Zhang scoffed at Vasabi's words, in this wasteland, only food and water are the most precious, and treasures cannot be eaten or drunk, and there is no use for birds?

Vasabi didn't expect Fifth Brother Zhang to ask this question, so he choked up all of a sudden, and it took a long time before he said: "Drinking the Fountain of Life can lead to immortality, this is still very useful, right?" ”

", if there is really a fountain of life, all the goblins who built the dungeon are dead. Besides, what's the good of being immortal, isn't that the same as the turtle king? ”

Vasabi met a freak like Fifth Brother Zhang, and his belly of rhetoric was like a hammer hitting cotton, and there was no use for birds, in order to keep his only thought, he had to turn his heart sideways and said: "Master, the prehistoric treasure of our goblins has very powerful weapons, and whoever gets it can dominate the entire Oss continent, it is said that the weapons inside are launched like lightning bolts, and there is also a kind of bronze flying wing, which can fly high in the sky when you wear it, faster than a bird flying." Don't look at the decline of our goblin clan now, in ancient times, our ancestors were flying away from the sky and omnipotent, and then because they angered the gods, they were punished by God, and our goblins did not regain their former glory. ”

In the era of the strongest goblins, there were a total of twelve goblin kings, each of whom had the strength to slay dragons, and Vasabi had the thin blood of the goblin kings, so when he talked about the glory of his ancestors, his face was full of pride and self-satisfaction that could not be concealed.

Fifth Brother Zhang quietly watched Vasabi bragging, in his eyes, this thing only had a dirty crotch cloth to cover his shame, so he looked worse than a beggar, and he was ashamed to say that his ancestors could fly to the sky, and when he was listening impatiently, a thunderous roar sounded from a distance.

"Here is Hash, don't hurt my lord!"

Fifth Brother Zhang was so shocked by the sound that his ears were buzzing, and without paying attention, his big foot really stepped on Vasabi's crotch, and the dirty three-inch bad thing suddenly flattened no longer.

Vasabi was so painful that he couldn't speak, rolling his eyes and his whole body twitched for a while, what hurt more than his body was the psychological trauma, two eggs and one shot were all reimbursed at once, and since then he has become the first artificial eunuch in the wasteland, psychologically he is still a male, but he no longer has the basic tools for male crimes.

Perhaps, in a sense, this is also a good thing for Vassabi, who can devote himself to writing poetry without the shackles of desire, and perhaps become a great bard. There is no writing in the wasteland, history is mostly passed on by word of mouth, whether it is a king or a hero, its deeds can only be widely known through the singing of the bard, so the bard is regarded as the uncrowned nobleman of the people, no matter where he goes, he will get generous courtesy.

More than twenty warriors of the Sacred Feather True Marquis tribe rode tall moose, with terrifying momentum, and were galloping from a distance, their hooves turning the snow flying. It was Hash who was in the first place, with a stone spear in his hand, roaring like thunder, like a tiger entering a flock, killing the goblins and retreating.

Hash rushed until Fifth Brother Zhang's approach, then turned over and dismounted, and couldn't help but say that raising the spear shaft to face Vasabi was a fierce beating, until Vasabi's skin was open, and his head was bleeding before he stopped, and said to Fifth Brother Zhang: "The great son of the totem, it was my poor protection that made you almost suffer from the poisonous hands of the goblin, I am guilty!" ”

After saying that, Hash and two dozen other clansmen fell to their knees together, their faces full of shame.

Fifth Brother Zhang came out to play this time, and Hash was supposed to follow, but Fifth Brother Zhang thought he was in the way and didn't let him go with him. Hash has a straightforward temperament, recognizes Fifth Brother Zhang as the master, and is loyal in his heart, so he takes twenty clansmen to follow from afar, and sees the goblins coming out, so anxious that the three souls are out of the body, lest Fifth Brother Zhang be injured a little. However, although the moose was fast, Zhang Wuge was faster, and before Hash rushed closer, he had already controlled the situation.

"Get up, get up, kneel like what!" Fifth Brother Zhang pulled Hash up and said, "I won't let you come with me, why are you here too?" ”

Hash said, "I don't listen to you, at most I will be given a few lashes." If I listened to you, what would you do if you were in danger and there was no one to protect you? I didn't even dare to let out a fart along the way, for fear of disturbing your Yaxing. I've heard the elders say that all great heroes like to see the snow, and they say that they can't be disturbed. It's freezing on this day, and I don't know what's beautiful about the snow scene, or it's a happy barbecue and meat. ”

Now looking at the Shengxiling tribe and the Shengyu Zhenhou tribe, there is only one person who dares to talk to Fifth Brother Zhang like this, and there is no semicolon. Fifth Brother Zhang liked Hash's simplicity and sincerity, but he didn't care about it, and said: "These goblins can't help me, what you screamed just now scared me." ”

Hash smiled and asked, "What about these goblins?" Kill them all, let them dig their own pits, and then tie their hands and feet, and bury them alive! ”

Vasabi was in pain to death, and when he heard that Hash was going to bury them alive, a miracle of life broke out, and he jumped up from the ground and said angrily to Hash: "You big man is so ignorant, I have recognized the great hero as the master, and the children under my command are naturally also the slaves of the great hero." We're all big heroes now, why are you burying us alive? He knelt down in front of Fifth Brother Zhang again, and said with tears in his eyes: "Master, I have no thoughts, I will follow you wholeheartedly in the future, please don't bury us alive!" ”

Fifth Brother Zhang didn't have a good impression of the goblins, but Vasabi was really able to bear it, and some of it made him soften, and asked, "I killed so many goblins just now, what do you think?" ”

"That's what they should be damned! What does it have to do with the master? Besides, it is better for them to live and suffer from cold and hunger, than to die. Vasabi replied categorically.

"I cut off your thoughts, don't you hate me?" Fifth Brother Zhang asked with blazing eyes.

"According to legend, the noblest love is spiritual love, and in the history of goblins, there are two great kings who love each other, which is the noblest and most precious emotion. Before I was addicted to desire, I am afraid that I will never be able to comprehend the realm of spiritual love, maybe after that, I will realize that this is all thanks to you, how can I hate you? You're here to help me! ”

When Vasabi said these words, it was all against his will at first, but then it seemed to touch a fragment in the depths of his soul, and a new perception was born, why do you have to like females? Why should the maverick goblin Vasabi be as obsessed with sexual intercourse as his filthy and foolish companions? Isn't the divine fellowship between soul and soul greater and purer?

In fact, in ancient times, the goblins had pure hearts and few desires, advocating spiritual love more than physical love, so they were able to calm their minds and live in peace, their wisdom grew day by day, and they could explore and seek knowledge wholeheartedly, creating a great and brilliant civilization. After being punished by the gods, the wise men in the goblin clan died, and most of the people who survived were stupid and ignorant, and gradually fell into the desire to extricate themselves. Countless years later, the goblins have also degenerated to the point of being insulated from wisdom, almost like wild beasts and birds, which is really sad and lamentable!

Fifth Brother Zhang felt that Vasabi's gaze was very sincere, and his expression was the kind of detachment after an epiphany, but for some reason, he had a feeling of chrysanthemum tightness.

"What do you think of current literature?" Fifth Brother Zhang asked inexplicably.

"Nowadays, the poems sung by bards are too impetuous, often long-winded, but in fact, they are superficial, difficult to touch the heart, and basically rubbish."

Vasabi's mind suddenly became extremely clear, and the wisdom that had been imprisoned for a long time seemed to break the shackles of desire, and suddenly burst out, and the poems that he had previously worshiped became worthless as his wisdom improved. Maybe he should find a time, sit under the bright moon, use the breeze as the pen, the night as the ink, and the earth as the paper, and write the beautiful chapter in his heart, which is the real poetry.

Heaven does not give birth to me Wasabi, poetry is as eternal as the long night!

Fifth Brother Zhang felt that Vasabi had changed, if this product was blowing the cowhide of an ordinary scalper before, then now it seems to be blowing the cowhide of a rare white rhinoceros, the person is still the same person, but the cowhide is very different!

"What do you think of the world's Tao and people's hearts?"

"In today's world, people's hearts are sinking, and if we want to uphold the right path, the criticism of weapons is far better than the weapons of criticism." Vasa is like a fluent answer, and the machine is unparalleled. For him, what he just lost was the shackles of desire, but what he gained was the whole world, the sky was so blue, the white clouds were so white, and the brain illuminated in all colors was clear.

Fifth Brother Zhang asked a few tricky questions in a row, and Vasabi had something to say, which made Fifth Brother Zhang couldn't help but be impressed, this product was still extremely obscene not long ago, and now it has the temperament of an old pedant. As everyone knows, goblins are intelligent creatures that are not weaker than humans, and now the unbearable nature of the race stems from divine punishment and self-sinking, and once awakened, its wisdom should not be underestimated.

"Master, I would like to call you a mentor, it is you who awaken the fire of wisdom in me and enable me to be reborn. But I know that I am not worthy of it now, and if I achieve something in the future, I may be qualified to call you a mentor. ”

Vasabi was beaten to the point that his head was bleeding, and with his fat and bloated figure, it should have given people a very funny feeling. Now it makes people feel an inexplicable power, perhaps this is the power of wisdom.

"Chaowen said, it's okay to die at night!"

Once he felt the clarity brought by wisdom, even if Vasabi was given a chance to turn back into a man, he was dismissive, and his desire was low and ridiculous compared to omnipotent wisdom.

Fifth Brother Zhang may not have expected that a goblin eunuch he inadvertently created would later become the king of goblins known for his wisdom.

Wisdom is like the waves of the sea, and wisdom is like the sun and the moon! It was for Vasabi, the king of wisdom, and also for the goblin to break the back trend.

It's a pity that thousands of years later, the goblins were completely wiped out due to the severed back of the whole race.