"Ahem"

After a long silence, the man couldn't hold back any longer, and deliberately cleared his throat to make a movement, so that Cangzhe, who had fallen into a state of narcissism and intoxication, realized that there was a living person in front of him.

"If it weren't for the fact that your appearance is really a little strange, and you have a little persuasiveness as a god, Lao Tzu would definitely just slap your ass and leave! How can a normal god be like this!" The man glanced at Cang Zhe's two eyes that were still open, and complained fiercely in his heart.

In the world where men live, those so-called gods are sitting upright, holy and solemn, looking at people feel at ease and peaceful, where can it be such a pompous and extremely unreliable posture!

"Is there a god of words in this world?" the man kept beating the drum in his heart.

"Haha! It's sloppy! I'm excited! No one has been here for too long! Okay! Now let's get down to business!" Cangzhe heard the man's cough, and immediately reacted, and quickly explained to the man with a smile.

"May I ask you a few questions?" the man said softly, with a serious expression.

Although the man thought that the so-called god of words in front of him was very unreliable, he also clearly knew that this man was likely to be his only hope, so he naturally planned to tell Cangzhe the doubts in his heart.

Cangzhe sat back on the sofa behind him, and this time he also crossed Erlang's legs, but his expression was very serious, looking at the man in the audience, his eyes were full of expectation, "No problem!

"What is this place?" the man said first.

"This is the shrine! This is where I usually live! How about this place? This place is not bad! This place is carefully designed by me! How exciting it is to live here alone!" Cang Zhe looked very excited.

"Uh... Not bad!" The corner of the man's mouth barely squeezed out a smile, although he praised it, he really didn't dare to agree with it in his heart, after all, he had to ask for others, and he could only speak with his conscience!

"Yes, there is vision! Unlike those before them, they are all fools with jealousy," Cangzhe gave the man a thumbs up in praise.

"Uh...!" The man could only smile awkwardly at Cangzhe's praise.

However, Cangzhe didn't seem to mind the man's obviously unwillful remarks, and after observing for a while, the man decided to continue asking Cangzhe, "Can you tell me why I came to this place? You brought me here, am I dead?"

"Haha!" Cangzhe laughed, "You've finally got the point! But before I answer your question, I'm going to ask you a question!" Cangzhe said with interest.

"Ask me a question?" the man's heart was full of doubts, "Is this still going to be sold? What questions can I ask?

"Okay! Cangsheng, please ask! I must know everything!" MMP in his heart, smiling on his mouth, this is the man's way of survival after being tempered by the years.

"Okay! Then I'll ask you, do you know who you are?" Cang Zhe's expression was unusually serious at the moment, staring closely at the man's eyes, and the flickering lights in the room were also quietly extinguished silently, replaced by a stable white light, Cang Zhe could clearly see the expression on the man's face.

The man felt a huge pressure for no reason, but he continued to complain in his heart, "This so-called god of words, his brain is really a little abnormal! How could I not know who I am?"

"I'm Yuansu, a cultivator of the Dao Yuanzong of Southern Yuanzhou!" Yuansu replied in a sonorous voice after thinking for a moment.

"Silence, damn silence again, Cangzhe didn't react at all, isn't this the answer he wants?" Yuansu looked at Cangzhe, who was still holding Erlang's legs and smiling playfully, and couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart.

"I'm Yuansu, I'm an orphan! My father's name is Yuancheng, and he's a hunter! My father died while hunting when I was eight years old, and my mother is..." According to his own understanding, Yuansu changed his words again.

"What? What kind of eyes do you have? Am I wrong? Could it be that my father is someone else? My background is not ordinary?"

Cangzhe has been silent, and Yuansu can only guess from Cangzhe's eyes.

"Not yet, what the hell do you want to know?"

Yuansu's inner activity is unusually rich, but after giving various answers that have been denied, Yuansu can only choose to be silent, looking at Cangzhe with a meaningful expression on his face with a puzzled face.

"It seems that you don't know! Let me tell you now!" Looking at the confused Yuansu below, Cangzhe knew that his time had come.

"Your answers above are actually very superficial, have you ever thought that you are not a real person?"

Yuansu froze again, "It's not a real person, what does this mean?", he felt a little uneasy in his heart, and hurriedly asked Cangzhe.

"Have you ever thought that you are just a fictional character, created by the imagination of others, and your fate is completely in the hands of others?"

When Yuansu was wandering in Nanyuanzhou, he had also heard a lot of strange things, and later entered the Dao Yuanzong to understand a lot more about this world, but compared to the bizarre degree of Cangzhe's behavior and words today, it can only be said that it is a small thing, and Yuansu can't accept it for a while.

"How is it possible? I can clearly perceive my existence! How can I not be real? I am a living person! I have my own thoughts, I have my own goals! How can it be false? You say I am fictitious, but you are not real either? This palace, this room, the mountains and rivers outside, the clouds, are all fake? How is this possible?" Motosu shouted hysterically, because the denial of his real existence was actually a denial of the meaning of his life, which Motosu was unwilling to accept.

Cangzhe was not surprised to see Yuansu's performance, and said with a sigh, "Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, butterfly dreams of Zhuang Zhou! Who can tell which one is true! I know you can't accept it for a while, of course, this is not your fault, after all, your world has no experiments with brains in a vat, and there is no existence of novels, and you can't touch such things! Okay, I'll show you things first!"

Yuansu was still in a state of doubt and surprise, but after hearing Cangzhe's words, his eyes still involuntarily followed Cangzhe's actions.

Cangzhe skillfully operated the huge computer on the wooden table, and soon a large cloud of mist appeared in front of Yuansu, and the cloud and mist changed, and a lot of content appeared on it:

[Tiandao Yuantu Status: Suspended

Born in the mountains, an ordinary little person has big dreams, and with firm faith, he embarked on a road against the sky.

Latest Chapter: Chapter 102: The Crucial Battle]

"This is a novel with you as the main character!" Kura-Tetsu explained to Motoju.

The brilliance flickered, and the clouds and mist in front of Yuansu changed again, and this time paragraphs of words appeared on the clouds, and Yuansu couldn't help but mutter.

["Admit defeat? I haven't admitted defeat in my life!" Yuan Su slammed his hands on the ground vigorously, turned over and picked up the long sword left aside, and confronted Cao Pan again. ”

...

"Lao Tzu is doing all this for you, and you actually like this kind of waste little white face! Lao Tzu can't do anything to you, but Lao Tzu will definitely torture this ant fiercely today to let him know the fate of going against me!" Cao Pan said viciously in his heart, and his eyes looking at Yuan Su were also full of viciousness.

...

"Jindan Period! Cao Pan actually broke through to the Jindan Period!!" A voice came out of the crowd watching the battle with surprise, and the whole crowd became lively at once.

...

"Kneel down for me!" A huge bolt of lightning shot out from the sword body in an instant, carrying a huge amount of energy, and rushed straight towards Yuansu's body.

There was only a trace of residual consciousness left in Yuansu's already weak body, and this consciousness was completely dissipated under the invasion of lightning!

Yuanju's eyes darkened, and his body fell backwards completely.

Cao Pan's face was full of frustration, and Yuan Su still didn't kneel down to him until he died.

-------End of this chapter]

After Yuansu saw the words at the end of this chapter, his heart suddenly sprung up with a wave of decadence, and Yuansu's memories after waking up are the scenes depicted in the above words, and even his inner emotions at that time were just like the words expressed, full of unwillingness.

"Am I really just a fictional character?a puppet whose fate is at the mercy of others?So what's the point of my efforts and struggles?"

"Don't jump to conclusions, keep looking!" Cangzhe reminded Motoju.

Yuansu looked very tired, and raised his head with great effort, and the clouds and mist in front of him also changed immediately, and another scene appeared again.

A small room, dark and damp, very simple in furnishing, you can see it all at a glance, with two pictorial posters, a computer desk, a few chairs, a wardrobe and a worn-out spring bed crooked on the white walls.

It was late at night, the incandescent lights were on, a light rain was falling outside, the door was open, and on the spring bed was a slightly obese young man, lying on the edge of the bed, his mouth facing a garbage can. The man breathed steadily, closed his eyes tightly, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

His girlfriend chose to break up with him at night, and his soul was seriously hit, so he chose to drink to drown his sorrows, so he became this drunken appearance! It is precisely in a drunken state that he will impulsively choose to break up the novel he has worked so hard to create!"

"Vomit!" In the interval between Cangzhe's words, Yuan Su's face was full of pain, and he vomited at the trash can again.