The more causal confusion or rupture there is, the higher the level of the task and the greater the reward given. Of course, the difficulty also jumps up. Judging from the urine properties of the wooden bell in the past, the possibility of simple completion of the red light task is almost zero.

The most deplorable thing is that it never prompts how the task should be completed, and it is all up to the two of them to guess.

Yan Saburo thought for a while: "The Tibetan country has gone through a catastrophe before it accidentally broke through the passage to the world. For the human world, this passage should not exist, and the ghosts of another world should not enter the human world through the fog wall. ”

He concluded: "Perhaps, the task this time is to correct the mess. ”

Of course, what is "chaos" and what is "positive", the bell itself cannot give a standard answer.

This sleep, I didn't wake up until the moon stars were scarce.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the woman in red came up to him and said angrily: "Hurry up, I'm hungry!"

The tambourine is full of snacks, and she is hungry?Yan Saburo shook his head, but Chitose was right: "Can snacks be compared to meals?"

Dinner during the trip was not as good as in the Tibetan country, and Chitose sighed as he nibbled on the hot, fragrant steamed bun and took a sip of coconut water: "I should bring more coconut crab meat." ”

Yan Saburo quietly dismantled her platform: "You have brought a lot." "Think he didn't see it?

Dou Ya looked at Chitose curiously. When did she get on the ship, there are nine people on such a boat, and the boat boss doesn't know yet, right?

Jing Qing asked about what happened on the island again.

Yan Saburo glanced at Chitose, and the latter began to speak with great interest.

Even Hu Cheng and A Qian, the three of them were stunned when they heard it.

The true face of the gods turned out to be the ghosts left over from ancient times?

They raise humans just to get a proper shell?

Hu Cheng was full of chills when he heard this, and his face was full of disbelief: "This, these are all true?"

Yan Saburo looked at him and said meaningfully: "Ming'an believes it's true." "Otherwise, I wouldn't have died for it.

Hu Cheng lost his voice for a while. After most of the day of calming, his mood had stabilized, and then tears welled up in his eyes: "Uncle Ming is for us......"

"The foundations of the spirits are gone, and those who survive cannot reign for long. Yan Saburo said softly, "Your people will see the light of day." ”

When the sacred tree dies, the vast majority of ghosts will also dissipate, and only those with skin and body will survive.

But for the civilians of the Hidden Nation, a new life is just beginning.

Ming'an's explosion directly shook the ruling foundation of the "Heavenly Gods". From thousands to dozens, the number of ghosts has greatly decreased, and the ability to rule over the Hidden Nation has plummeted. There are very few surviving priests, and even if they can continue to enslave the people, it won't be long.

The Emerald Dream Realm no longer exists, and the skins of the priests will eventually grow old, and they will no longer be able to change like clothes.

They can only curl up in their skins, and die with it, following in the footsteps of other people.

It's just a matter of time.

In the future that can be seen with both eyes, the Hidden Sea Country should no longer be what it used to be.

Everyone here understands this truth, and it is inevitable that there will be some sighs. Ming An risked his life in exchange for a bright future for the entire population.

Hu Cheng wept: "Uncle Ming is a great hero who stands up to the sky. It's a pity that everyone doesn't know what Uncle Ming has done. ”

There are many living beings, some people seek wealth, some people seek fame. There are also those who remain obscure, even if they have done many earth-shattering things.

"You'll know. Yan Saburo patted him on the shoulder. It was just a word of comfort, and he had worse inferences in his mind. But there is no need to say it to Hu Cheng, it is better to let him keep a little thought.

Jing Qing exhaled a long breath: "Who would have expected that behind the extreme prosperity is this kind of truth. He lifted his drink, went up to the deck and poured a glass on the moon, then drank another to himself, muttering words for a long time.

In the end, he poured another glass of wine to salute Yan Saburo: "The wish of the ancestors, my grandson is not a grandson, it is fulfilled." Brother Yan, thank you!"

The grandfather of the Jing family fled the country of Hidden Treasure in the past, and he has always wanted to find out the secrets behind this mysterious place. Jing Qing's round trip this time can be regarded as an explanation.

"The Tibetan country has built itself into a paradise from the world, just to attract seafarers to come, so that they can choose their skins?" Dou Ya blinked, still puzzled, "That's too strenuous, why don't you just find a big sect to cooperate and send living people to the Tibetan country on a regular basis?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Chitose whispered: "Alas, the little girl is very ruthless!"

Dou Ya's little face suddenly swollen red: "I, I didn't!"

She's just talking about things!

Yan Saburo spoke up at the right time and relieved her: "It's easy to find a sect to cooperate, but if you give the decision to the other party." In the long run, the ghost's dependence on this sect will become stronger, and they can only accept whatever conditions the other party offers. ”

"But if the Tibetan country becomes a well-known gold cave and a trading place, it will be different. Jing Qing also said, "Seafarers will flock here." And the master who can get the pass is either rich or powerful, and once the ghosts take their bodies and enter the world, they can immediately use the resources at their disposal to do things, whether it is pleasure or finding people. ”

The convenience of money and power is beyond the imagination of the poor.

The little girl bit her lip and threw out a second question: "Then, why do they pretend to be priests?"

Chitose slowly peeled off a coconut crab claw: "Because there are few of them." ”

Dou Ya waited for the following, but Chitose only said these few words and went to eat.

Yan Saburo didn't explain either. Dou Ya is too young to understand a universal truth:

If a minority wants to rule over the majority, it can only rely on absolute authority.

What could be more authoritative and unquestionable than the gods?

Hu Cheng suddenly said, "Will they come out?"

Everyone understood that he meant "they" by "they" meant spirits protected by skin.

"Yes. Chitose said slowly, "No one wants to sit still. What's more, there's a suspicion here—"

"Every time the fog wall is opened, they have to send people to the human world to find the envoy. Why?"

Dou Ya looked at her and said, "Take back the Saint Yuan Core!"

"What's the use of retaking the Saint Yuan Core?" Chitose laughed, "Or rather, why did Cang Wu make him flee when he was already in danger in the first place?"

Dou Ya was speechless.

"From another point of view, they may also want to find the Cangwu Messenger to get out of the current predicament. Yan Saburo also said, "In the past, Cangwu helped them solve the problem of not being able to leave the sacred tree, and perhaps, Cangwu can also help them get rid of the trouble of being unable to leave the skin?"

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