Song Lanyi's movements were too fast and too unexpected.

Everyone was dissatisfied with this villager, but there was no reason why they were decisive enough to kill him immediately.

Even the villager, when he was dying, didn't even have time to resign, he was just stunned: "For...... Why?"

"Why?" When Song Lanyi heard this, he chuckled, "Because I am a healer, I have to accept your favor and revenge? You know that walking on the road at night will only lead to a dead end, and you will rob us of what we have, how is this different from the farmer and the snake?"

"I Song Lanyi does things according to my heart, and I never let you ride on my neck and do whatever you want because of good thoughts."

The villagers didn't expect this to be the reason.

It was only when he was dying that he felt a faint sense of remorse.

It's just that he is more unwilling.

Why can these outsiders be dressed in silk and satin, can not have ghost sores, and can live freely?

But on what ...... Those of them who grew up in the south have to live a life with the gaze of the gods on their heads.

They had to live according to the rules set by the true God, they had to follow those grotesque rules, and they had to endure such pain until they finally became inhuman, ghostly, and ghostly.

He is more hated than Song Lanyi and others, but hate this cannibalistic world.

The man used the last of his strength to suddenly let out an animal-like scream.

The moment this voice sounded, the whole thatched house suddenly trembled, the doors and windows suddenly opened, and the night outside turned into viscous ink, seeping into the house little by little.

On the other side, the man let out a final roar, "God will punish you outsiders!"

As he spoke, he abruptly lost his breath.

Yun Ting kicked his corpse aside, frowned and muttered, "If you're dead, you won't be able to live in peace."

Hearing this, everyone agreed.

They did not have much fear in the face of the coming true God.

They came to the South to find god-like beings.

Originally, I still had the idea that if the mountain didn't come to me, I would go to the mountain.

Now it seems that it has saved some things.

Song Lanyi's eyebrows shone faintly in the darkness.

A familiar gilded book appeared in her hand.

When she turned the page of Du Fu, Du Fu turned into a Q version of the villain phantom and appeared on Song Lanyi's shoulder.

He has a straight face, which contrasts strongly with his body shape.

I could only hear him reciting the song "The Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind" in his mouth.

When chanting to "Thousands of mansions in Ande, shelter the poor people of the world and rejoice!" The wind and rain do not move like a mountain", a thatched hut suddenly stood up on the side of everyone.

This thatched hut seems to have been rescued only by mortal wood, but under the shroud of talent, the outside world is viscous with ink, and it is impossible to enter the thatched hut.

Song Lanyi's poem has also been published in the literary newspaper, but many people have seen this so-called poetic vision for the first time.

Is this the poetry that has been passed down all over the world?

In terms of defense alone, it's perfect!

In the crowd, Pu Song's focus is different from others.

He looked vaguely at the Q version of the villain standing on Song Lanyi's shoulder.

This villain is Du Fu.

When Pu Song wanted to calculate Du Fu's past and future, he found that his past and future were as vague as Song Lanyi.

One was an accident, but what about two?

Pu Song felt that his old partners ...... may still underestimate the avenue taken by Song Lanyi.

In the middle of the night, night owls curl quietly on the branches.

From time to time, you can also hear the roars of wild beasts in the mountains.

But...... The people in the hut didn't take it seriously at all.

Without him, the poetry of the world is worthy of the poetry of the world.

Just the defender

face, there is simply no poetry to compare.

The only thing that can be compared to one or two is probably only the various mechanical products of the Mo family.

But in addition to these advantages, the disadvantages are also extremely obvious.

That is, the consumption of talent is extremely fast.

Fortunately, Song Lanyi is smart, and whenever her talent is about to run out, she will replace the next person to export her talent and stabilize the poetic vision.

After a few rotations like this, the people inside have not yet exhausted their strength, and the so-called true gods outside have begun to get impatient.

In the quiet of the night, the thick ink outside the hut gradually turned into a faceless human figure, which began to knock impatiently on the door.

When the people in the room heard the banging, they were stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

Someone laughed and said, "It turns out that when a true god enters the room, he will knock on the door just like ordinary people!"

Hearing this, the "true god" outside seemed to be annoyed, and his hands moved faster, knocking on the door with great force.

Song Lanyi pondered for a moment and spoke seriously, "Is there a possibility...... He won't be able to open the door either."

A question mark popped up above everyone's heads.

Are you kidding?

It's also related to God, is it just a little style?

Song Lanyi pursed his mouth and looked at the door that did not move, the meaning of which was self-evident.

If it were the true God, would he not be able to break even a poetic vision?

Before they could wait long, an angry voice came from outside, "Bold mortal, why don't you come forward and kneel when you see this god?"

This trick may be okay to deceive villagers who have never been out of the village.

But...... For Song Lanyi and others, it can be said that it is full of loopholes.

Don't say anything else, just the self-proclaimed, nondescript one, what does it look like.

Everyone glanced at each other, but still let Song Lanyi come forward.

She is bold and careful, and she responds quickly to emergencies, which is the best fit for this kind of thing.

I only heard Song Lanyi say slowly, "True God? What kind of god is this?"

The "true god" outside the door thought that Song Lanyi's heart was beginning to waver and hesitate, and said with satisfaction, "The world is all vain, and there is nothing outside the heart. Only by removing the false and retaining the true can we become true gods. This is called the true God."

This little talk is still a set.

Especially the sentence that there is nothing outside the heart, it does sound like something, but it has a certain overlap with Yang Ming Xinxue.

Song Lanyi was unhurried, "I'm not referring to this, the immortals in the world are all from Taoism. Taoist immortals, there are three Qing Tianzun. The so-called Three Qings are the Yuan Shi Tianzun, the Lingbao Tianzun and the Daode Tianzun."

"At the same time, there are six emperors, namely the Northern Arctic Ziwei Emperor, the Southern Antarctic Immortal Emperor, the Western Taiji Emperor, the Eastern Pole Qinghua Emperor, and later the Haotian Jade Emperor and the Later Earth Emperor......

After listening to it in a row, the true god outside was confused.

So many immortals?

But why, he hadn't heard of any of them?

The "true god" flinched, but still bold, "What do you say this has to do with me?"

"How can it be that it has nothing to do with you? You're a true god, I'm afraid you always know a few immortals, right?"

Today's second update~