Crow's Paradise

Yao Yan was not affected by this person's memory. If he were an ordinary person, even if he was an inhabitant or a contaminated body, if he understood a person's life in this way, he would be more or less affected by his ideas.

But Yao Yan was different.

He, who has no emotions and cannot be affected by emotions, is not affected by these memories.

No matter it is this wild cultivator "Bo He" innocently yearned for Baijia when he was young.

Or did he discover the dangers of the human heart again and again as he entered his teenage years.

Or perhaps after winning the title, he was blocked by the invisible threshold of hundreds of disciples behind Dasheng's rectification but never gave up.

When he reached his prime, he changed his methods and used his body as a wild cultivator to gain spiritual power and carve his own wild seal.

None of these experiences had any impact on Yao Yan.

Without the touch of emotions as a bridge of resonance, Yao Yan also had no emotions about his experience in Yexuba River.

He is just a spectator.

A spectator spreading rumors?

Recalling the information obtained from Lao Jia, about "pollution".

Naturally, he planned to give it a try first.

He didn't know if there was anything wrong with the information given by Lao Jia.

It would be better to experiment first and then act.

Moreover, there was something else he wanted to try.

That is.

The power system in this world.

The "correct name" and "wild repair" of "Spirit Seal".

My ability, judging from the two times I entered this space that was suspected of being a paradise for crows, is——

"rumor"

The ability to ignore activation conditions and various constraints.

His own power has no direct lethality.

If he wants to act, he needs to rely on other abilities and needs other specific abilities as a carrier to achieve it.

The crow's mouth, the wolf is coming.

So, do you need to create "pollution" by spreading stories like "crow's mouth" and "wolf is coming"?

He stretched out his hand and looked at Old Man Goriot's palm.

The storyteller's hands have thick joints and some traces of thick calluses.

"By the way, you can use that and experiment!"

the next day.

Yao Yan came to the teahouse again.

"Old Man Gao? Why are you here again? Didn't I tell you yesterday that the shopkeeper was already here?"

The waiter looked a little angry. He had already agreed yesterday, but why did he come to the teahouse again today?

"Haha, don't be angry, little brother, I'm just here to get some news."

"Old Man Gao" said with a dry laugh.

Although Yao Yan himself has no emotions at the moment, it doesn't mean that he doesn't understand how people with emotions express themselves.

"Oh?" The waiter smiled when he heard this, "Aren't you the best informed? There are so many people coming and going in this teahouse. I didn't know about it later than you."

"This is nothing new."

Yao Yan said:

"It's about King Sheng."

"King Sheng?" The waiter suddenly became interested.

The exact number of years since the establishment of the Dasheng Dynasty is unknown, and many things are legendary to the waiter.

"right."

Yao Yan was indifferent in his heart, but the face of the attached old man Gao looked enthusiastic:

"It's not that smooth for hundreds of families to surrender to King Sheng."

When he noticed the waiter's interest, Yao Yan continued:

"In the old days, among the beasts tamed by King Sheng, there were a pair of strange birds."

"The white one has two horns on his head like Juan Lou."

"The black one has sharp teeth and claws."

"Why do you think King Sheng tamed this strange bird?"

Yao Yan skillfully used Old Man Gao's storytelling skills to ask the waiter who was listening.

The waiter, who was still thinking, "Is there really such a strange bird? Why haven't I heard of it?" was asked a question and he hurriedly responded:

"Because of the strange appearance? Or why?"

The waiter, who didn't have much time to think, quickly asked another question.

The waiter didn't realize that at this time, he had already acquiesced that the story of unknown origin was true.

"Because this pair of strange birds will serve as a warning."

Yao Yan silently told the story of changing the protagonist:

"The white bird is good at talking, has sharp eyes and ears, and can detect dangers on the border."

"The black bird is good at fighting, has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, and its body is difficult to detect."

"One day, King Sheng brought the white bird with him to warn against incoming enemies."

"White Bird had no choice but to do so. When he found out there was danger, he immediately said to King Sheng:——"

"The beacon fire is rising in the south."

"The beacon fire is a signal that will be lit when hundreds of families attack. It can quickly recruit various armies to join the battle line."

"However, Bai Ya found King Sheng's frightened and angry look very funny."

"So, it came back a few more times."

"Every time, it makes King Sheng furious."

"Until one day, due to incompetence, it will be abandoned by King Sheng and wander around."

"On this day, it shouted again, saying that the war was starting again."

"However, King Sheng did not trust it anymore and abandoned it directly."

"However, on the day it was abandoned by King Sheng, a black bird flew to find it, bit it to death, and swallowed it in its belly."

After speaking, Yao Yan glanced at the waiter:

"Have you heard about the pair of black and white birds among the hundred beasts of Sheng Wang?"

The waiter, who had not yet digested the story about the pair of birds, finally came back to his senses:

"Huh? Wait a minute, let me think about it."

When answering, the waiter was also thinking hard in his mind, trying to find the corresponding animal name among the hundred beasts of Shengwang.

However, after a while, he still couldn't remember it and couldn't help but shook his head at Yao Yan:

"I've never heard of it, where did you know about it?"

Yao Yan smiled:

"I was in a teahouse before and listened to a tea guest talk about it."

"Ah? Tea customer?" The waiter couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Is he a tea customer in the teahouse?

"Yes." Yao Yan glanced to the side invisibly, "The tea guest is wrapped tightly, and you can vaguely hear the sound of gold and wood. He must be a swordsman or a swordsman."

As he spoke, he picked up the tea on the table and drank it all in one gulp:

"That's it for now, little brother, please help me inquire. If you have any news, let me know."

"Oh, oh!" The waiter in the shop has not yet fully realized that this story has a beginning and an end. The legend of King Sheng is indeed a man who likes to collect exotic beasts from all over the world. This may be true.

Then ask a few more people to ask.

After Yao Yan left the teahouse, he did not leave directly. Instead, he stood on the street corner from a distance, looking at the teahouse near the city gate with an indifferent expression.

He changed a story similar to the one who cried wolf and put it on his pair of black and white strange crows.

Will it cause contamination if spread like this?

Although he knew the theory, he had never practiced it. Yao Yan did not have high hopes for his operation this time.

However, at this moment, he suddenly saw that the group of Taoist disciples he had seen before were returning from outside the city and entering the teahouse one after another.