Chapter 50: What's Wrong with Your Brain Circuit?
He snorted for a while before gritting his teeth and spitting out a few indistinct syllables from between his teeth: "Don't think! ”
As if he was afraid that Chen Jing would rob him, he thought deep in his arms.
Chen Jing sighed.
This person is not easy to fool.
Zhang Zhao's words were serious: "Heavenly Mother's attitude is like this, He is ...... to you"
Speaking of which, it suddenly stuck.
What should be the following wording?
Wholehearted?
From the bottom of one's heart?
These words are normal, but the words Chen Jing said just now lingered in his heart, making him unable to look at these words seriously.
I always feel that when I say it, I always feel that there is an inexplicable grievance.
After struggling for a while, he sighed and changed his words to a statement that was relatively more acceptable to him: "Being protected by the Heavenly Mother does not affect all kinds of things in the Huangliang Realm. ”
"Just like me, as a believer in the Heavenly Mother, I still walk in the realm of yellow sorghum."
Chen Jing shook his head: "Are you finished?" I'll leave when I'm done? ”
Zhang Zhao didn't speak, and watched him turn around and leave.
My heart was pounding.
The trick of the Heavenly Mother is to lure her with profit.
This has been the case for decades.
First tempt it with small profits, and then make big profits tend to it.
It's realistic, but it's useful, and it's good for the Heavenly Mother and for the believers.
But......
This man's skin is not ordinarily thick.
When ordinary people get gifts, they will be somewhat grateful.
Especially for young people like this, it's best to fool.
I don't ask you for anything else, and even refuse to give a big gift, and I didn't bow and promise on the spot, at least I have to be grateful.
How......
So calm, even indifferent.
He always felt that this batch of gifts, if they were given out, they would be given out, and they couldn't even splash a little water.
There was also a strange emotion in my heart.
The image of the Heavenly Mother...... There have been some strange subtle changes.
Chen Jing didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him doing this.
From his point of view, the Heavenly Mother is a bad person with bad intentions.
Not to mention, he also brought such a big psychological shadow to himself.
These things are not enough to compensate themselves.
He walked back to the crowd.
Meng Aman looked up at him, and his eyes fell on the two blue wax sealed bottles: "It seems that you have a good conversation with him." ”
"Agreed?"
Chen Jingli shook his head angrily: "There is something, but I don't agree." ”
Meng Aman was stunned.
Receiving gifts and not doing things, with his simple values, although he has no good impression of the unpolite Zhang Zhao, but ...... Receiving gifts and not doing things, how can this kind of thing be embarrassed to say this.
"There's a word in our place." Chen Jing continued, "Receiving gifts does not mean agreeing. ”
"These are exactly the materials I lack, don't be in vain."
Meng Aman's eyes were complicated and full of consternation.
This......
This sentence has brought a huge shock to his worldview for more than 30 years, no less than the emotional fluctuations when he failed to enter the Huangliang Realm.
How embarrassed to say it!
Sure enough, extraordinary people do extraordinary things.
"Don't talk about this, look at your expression, this group of people is a bit tricky?" Chen Jing looked into the crowd.
That round of preaching is over.
But most of them did not disperse, and they gathered around the preacher in an orderly manner, asking questions one by one, raising their doubts.
His expression brightened a lot.
Meng Aman was unfamiliar, he couldn't say that between the eyebrows of these people; in the eyes; I can't tell what the subtle hairs and the tremors of the body represent, under that order, there is a faint force lurking, I can't tell what kind of power it is, but he just watched from the sidelines, his heartstrings were pryed, and the blood all over his body was speeding up with it.
Chen Jing is no stranger.
He's used to it.
In the documentaries I watched since I was a child, the memories when I grew up, and the comparison of slices from different countries on video websites......
This look, its name is "hope".
It's not the kind of hope that lies in bed today and thinks "I've done so much work today, tomorrow my lord will have to whip me two less".
It is the hope that "I can survive and I can live".
Meng Aman shook his head and threw away the little bit of loss in his heart: "It's not that they are tricky, it's they who bring tricky news." ”
"Huh?" Chen Jing's nasal voice was puzzled.
Meng Aman sighed: "Winter is coming. ”
"The wild beasts of the wasteland will also begin to come out to feed."
"In previous years, the scavengers were asked to be careful, even if the heavy snow could not go out, we could survive with more food."
"But this year...... It seems to be a little different. ”
He paused, looking back in the direction he had come: "When we came back, we encountered a lot of fierce beasts on the way. ”
"At first I thought it was because a lot of scavengers walked by, and some people were killed by rodents, and the flesh remained, attracting more beasts, and more people were killed, and so on, and so on, so there were nest pigs."
"But it's not."
"When they came to Yuncheng, they made a detour to Lei Xiaze, and heard some strange sounds, and the beasts were panicked and the insects did not sing."
"This hasn't happened since the Age of Desolation."
Chen Jing frowned: "Do you suspect that something happened to the pollution and drove those fierce beasts out?" ”
Meng Aman nodded: "Hmm." ”
"Lei Xiaze is three hundred miles away from here, and there are immortal gates near it, and there are land immortals, so I'm not worried that the changes will affect Yuncheng."
He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Of course, I'm just worried, and I don't have the ability to do that." ”
"Compared with that change, I am more afraid of the hordes of fierce beasts that will storm the city."
"Beast tide?" Chen Jing raised his eyebrows.
Meng Aman responded: "What you say is an image." ”
"Will they have the intelligence to consider attacking the city?" Chen Jing shook his head, thinking back to the ones he met along the way, he had some brains, but they were all hunting instincts, and he was not smart enough to be human.
Meng Aman sighed: "It has nothing to do with wisdom, there is food in the city." ”
"So you're talking to me about this?" Chen Jing asked.
Meng Aman took a deep breath: "Yuncheng lacks hunters who can hunt some threatening beasts. ”
"Although you lack actual combat experience, the cultivation of the third layer of the interior scene is already stronger than that of most hunters."
"I want you to hunt those beasts."
"I will send two seasoned hunters to follow you, and with your talent, you will soon be able to learn."
"It's also an opportunity for you to gain experience."
"And ......"
"I'll give you a treasure."
Chen Jing raised his eyebrows: "Treasure soldier? ”
In the beginning, there was no such thing in the list of tradable commodities that Meng Aman provided him.
Meng Aman nodded: "Well, there are nine pieces left by the ancestors of my Meng family, and you can choose one of them at any time among the six pieces." ”
"I assure you, unlike the remnants of the weapons that were picked up in the wasteland, although more than a hundred years have passed, they still have at least six or seven points of power."
"In the realm of the interior, it is a great gain."
"As long as you promise, I can deliver the treasure soldier to you in advance."
He clenched his fists and looked at Chen Jing, who was deep in thought, slightly nervous.
Hunting in the wilderness is not a sightseeing tour.
It's about fighting for your life, with your head tied to the waistband of your trousers, or tied to other parts.
Although he thinks he is not thin on Chen Jing.
Can...... Friendship is indeed not to the extent of life and death.
Although the treasure soldiers are moving.
And only for people like them.
He was the one who was chosen by the Huangliang Realm, and he was born in the Immortal Sect.
Don't say that the treasure soldier is a magic weapon, I'm afraid the division has already prepared it for him.
Chen Jing frowned and said, "Why are there nine pieces, but only let me choose six of them." ”
Meng Aman was stunned.
A flower called "absurdity" blooms in my heart.
No......
You thought about it for so long, were you struggling with this?