Cyber Daming

"Who is dreaming?!"

As soon as Wang Xie finished speaking, the dense snowflakes falling suddenly hovered strangely in the air, just like the white dots dancing on the screen of a damaged document, giving people a strong false feeling out of thin air.

It seemed that the person who created the dream didn't even bother to hide that it was a dream, and frankly told the two of them their situation.

Just as the two of them were in a state of surprise, a weird singing tune with a wild accent suddenly sounded.

"The king's common name is Zhao. He came to the palace and held the imperial edict."

The sound was extremely sharp, as if someone was rubbing gravel against the glass, penetrating into the heart and making people shudder.

At the same time, the hovering snow points suddenly trembled in unison, with an inexplicable frequency like the beat of a drum.

Immediately afterwards, another rich voice sounded completely different from before, responding to the previous sharp voice.

"Where do kings come from? Where do they go?"

"Come from Huangliang Youhai! Go to the chaotic world."

"You have traveled thousands of miles and worked tirelessly to see what kind of scenery you have seen?"

"I came from Shu to Chengdu, passed the thatched cottage, and passed the prince's mansion. One drama came from literature and another drama from martial arts. Since ancient times, rich and powerful people have passed each other hand in hand, but there is no way out for poor families. Cook a rich meal, drink fine wine, and the bitterness will go to your mouth. To I want to be blessed in this life, and I can be reborn in my dream.”

Sing here: "If you don't thank the sky, it won't rain; if you don't thank the earth, the grass won't grow. If you don't obey God's will, you will be struck by thunder, if you don't worship the king, your dreams will not work."

Over there and: "Thank you to the sky, and it rains; thank the ground, and the grass grows. I obey the destiny of heaven and don't let thunder strike, and I see the king's dream."

"The Nine Lords of Yin and Yang bring you good fortune, and you must obey my orders."

While singing in unison, a figure in black clothes and red trousers slowly emerged.

"What's the crime if it's disrespectful? Recite the Sutra of the Dead in reincarnation."

A simple and majestic golden mask covered the visitor's face, and an indifferent voice without any emotion floated out of his mouth.

"Yin Yang Xudong Palace, Jiujun, Commanding Officer."

He Zangjia suddenly jumped up from the stool. His movements were so large that he knocked over the empty wine jar on the table and smashed it to pieces with a crash.

But before he could recover from his first dream, a cold light flashed across the corner of his eyes.

The Xiuchun knife was put back into its sheath, making a crisp clicking sound.

"Old Wang, what do you mean?"

He Zangjia looked at the people beside him with a shocked face.

"Didn't you hear someone else's opening song? The Nine Lords of the East Palace, this is at least a big shot who has reached the threshold of Preface Three. Do you still need to struggle with me?"

"What sequence?"

He Zangjia's eyes widened, as if he couldn't bear the sudden and violent shock, and his figure swayed and took a step back.

"Wang Xie, please tell me honestly, what unethical thing did you do to offend others? Do you want to use such a big knife to kill this little chicken like you?"

Wang Xie said angrily: "Why is it that I'm the one who caused this? Maybe it's for you?"

"I'm just a local ruffian. How can I be so virtuous?"

He Zangjia spread his hands, looked at the strange figure in the distance, and squeezed out a flattering smile: "Sir, do you think so?"

"The royal guards of the Chongqing Prefecture are rich in royal robes, and Zangjia is the leader of the Sichuan-Chongqing Gambling Association."

Two points of indifferent cold light lit up under the golden mask, sweeping over their faces one after another.

"I am here just for you two."

"How can it still be my business? It shouldn't be."

He Zangjia's face suddenly turned pale, as if he were mourning for his heir, and he answered with all his strength: "I wonder what your orders are for your special trip to see me?"

"Get close to Li Jun for the Eastern Palace."

The man who called himself ‘Si Ming’ spoke briefly and straightforwardly stated his purpose.

"Sure enough, it's because of that bastard Lao Li. I knew that getting involved with him would be bad. Look, is retribution coming now?"

He Zangjia looked at Wang Xie with a look that was indeed true, and he gritted his teeth in hatred.

Before Wang Xie could speak, He Zangjia sighed heavily as if accepting his fate, pushed Wang Xie aside, raised his hands and asked: "I don't know how you want us to get close to him? I heard that he is now I've been promoted to the third level. If I do something like assassination or poisoning, I'm afraid that I don't have the ability and it will delay your important event."

"You don't need to take action. You just need to wait for my instructions. Whatever I ask you to do, you will do it."

"Ah, that's right."

He Zangjia suddenly realized, and suddenly felt the corner of his clothes being pulled by someone. His expression suddenly changed, and he slapped Wang Xie on the back with a muffled sound.

"How long have you been thinking about benefits? Wang Xie, are you fucking crazy? If you can order us to do things, you think highly of us. Why do you only care about this little profit in front of you?"

Wang Xie frowned, clenched the fingers of his hands, and stared at his toes with his lowered gaze.

"If you don't agree, you will lose your life. If you betray Li Jun, you will lose your life. If there is no benefit, then why should I do it? It's better to die now."

"You stubborn donkey, do you have to drag me to death like Li Jun before you are satisfied? Knowing you guys, I've been really unlucky for eight lifetimes."

He Zangjia grabbed Wang Xie by the collar, pulled him in front of him, and cursed him so hard that his saliva flew everywhere.

"Okay, as long as you work hard for me, the benefits will naturally come to you."

"Hmph, it's a good thing that you are so brave, otherwise I would have been killed by you."

Hearing this, He Zangjia immediately let go of Wang Xie's collar, and the expression on his face changed rapidly, like joy and a little fear, he rubbed his hands and asked: "I wonder what benefits the adults can give to the children? Don't worry, as long as you can give me enough benefits, let alone betraying Li Jun, you just want me to kill myself here right now, no matter how small it is, I will cut my own throat immediately and let you have some blood to cheer you up."

He Zangjia is like a greedy hyena who wants money rather than his life. His words and deeds have no so-called backbone.

Even Wang Xie, who is a Jin Yiwei, seems to be the same type of person as him, with an expectant expression on his face, the same greed for life and fear of death, but also driven by interests.

"As long as you are obedient, I can reward you, He Zangjia, with a technical method for cultivating a millet farm, so that you can return to the true path of farming. As for you"

Turning to Wang Xie with cold eyes, he accurately captured the greed in his eyes.

"Thank you, Wang. I can reward you for entering the fourth level of the vertical and horizontal order, and give you enough stage to break through the order and be promoted."

"Damn it, why does it sound like Wang Xie's reward is so much better than mine?"

He Zangjia murmured something softly, and said with a shy face and clasped his fists, "Thank you, sir, for the reward. It's just..."

"Just what?"

"I don't want any technical skills. I just want to be promoted to the fourth level like Wang Xie. I wonder if the adults can help me?"

Wang Xie, who was already beaming with joy, suddenly changed his face when he heard what he said. He turned his head and looked over, saying angrily: "He Zangjia, what do you mean?"

"The adults didn't say anything, why are you so worried here?"

He Zangjia didn't bother to look at Wang Xie at all: "We all work together, what's wrong with getting the same thing?"

"I am a member of the Imperial Guards. I don't know what your status is."

"After peeling off this skin, everyone is full of rotten flesh and black heart. What are you pretending to be?"

The two of them were like vicious dogs competing for food, and they actually compared the quality of the food in the basin on the spot.

Yin Yangxu, whose real name is Zhao Yin and whose title is Si Ming, looked at the two of them with interest, and slowly uttered a word under the golden mask.

"Can."

He Zangjia, who was exchanging nasty words with Wang Xie, immediately stopped talking, with a look of surprise in his eyes: "Thank you, sir. It is a blessing for me to be able to hold you in the lap of the Eastern Palace. Don't worry, I will definitely do what you asked me to do." Done, I will contact Li Jun as soon as I get back. With the false feelings I had with him before, he must be unprepared for me."

Wang Xie felt a little unhappy when he heard that Zhao Siming agreed to He Zangjia's request, but he did not dare to say anything more. He could only give He Zangjia a hard look with his eyes, and then raised his hand.

"I will definitely handle your adult affairs carefully."

The two people spoke one after another, but strangely there was no response from the other side.

Only the hovering snow spots seemed to be getting denser and denser, filling their sight inch by inch.

The chill on his face seeped into his bones, and the smile on He Zangjia's face couldn't help but become a little ugly. His movements stiffened and he turned to look at Wang Xie.

"It seems that adults don't believe you and me."

Wang Xie said solemnly: "I didn't tell lies or act. I just want to live."

"Nonsense, who the hell wants to die? Aren't they all trying to find ways to survive?"

He Zangjia cursed and smiled sarcastically at Zhao Siming: "Sir, I understand all the rules. When you order us to do things, it's just a reward. If we want to take over your job, of course we have to show corresponding sincerity. We must. Otherwise, you can just make a request. As long as it can dispel your doubts, no matter what, even if we accept the certificate of investment, we will definitely do it!"

"It's not difficult for me to believe you."

A white jade-like palm stretched out from under the robe with intricate patterns, and with a tap of the index finger, two crystal snow dots floated in front of Wang Xie and He Zangjia respectively.

"Let me leave something in your consciousness, and neither of you will have to die today, and the benefits will not be less."

"It's so simple, easy to talk about, easy to talk about,"

He Zangjia breathed a sigh of relief and seemed not to take the snow speck hovering in front of his nose seriously at all. He asked casually: "Sir, don't blame the villain for talking too much. I wonder what the purpose of this thing is?"

"It's not very useful, but it can eliminate some of the thoughts and ideas in your mind that you shouldn't have."

"That's good stuff."

The smile on He Zangjia's face remained unchanged, he leaned forward and opened his mouth to swallow the snow dot.

Suddenly, a hand suddenly came out of the thorn and grasped the snow point in his hand.

"Sir, today we fell into your dream because of our incompetence, and we admit it. You want us to be traitors, and in order to survive, we admit it. But if you want us to be puppets and deny you any way to survive, isn't it a little bit... Too much bullying?"

"Old Wang, what are you doing here?"

He Zangjia's expression changed suddenly, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Yin.

"Wang Xie, are you planning to reject me?"

"I'm not rejecting it, I just want to discuss it."

"What qualifications do you have to discuss with me?"

Anger appeared in Wang Xie's brows, and his palms that were holding Xuedian were grinding back and forth, making a crackling sound in his knuckles.

"I can do things, but I can't be a puppet. If we don't have to discuss it, then the worst is possible."

"What are we two salted fish using to break the net? Wang Xie, can you please be more clear-headed?"

He Zangjia shouted angrily at Wang Xie, and begged Zhao Yin: "Sir, Wang Xie is a little impulsive, but what he said is not unreasonable. You haven't given us a chance to prove ourselves, how can you judge us? Are you having second thoughts? Why don't you give us a chance first? If things don't work out, we'll be willing to become puppets."

Wang Xie said angrily: "He Zangjia, what are you asking him to do? Don't you understand? He is not here to surrender at all today."

"Shut up!"

"Hahahaha. It's interesting. You mortals are so interesting sometimes."

Suddenly, a burst of laughter burst out from under the golden mask: "When Huang Liang changes his life, I will raise two interesting followers like you to relieve my boredom."

Zhao Yin's teasing eyes swept across the faces of the two of them, "One of you wants to show weakness and fight back, and the other wants to compromise. You sing and sing, trying to make the fake come true, trying to deceive me and take the opportunity to escape from this dream. The performance is good, but you have forgotten that I am the dreamer. What are you thinking in this scene? Can you hide it from my eyes? "

As soon as he said these words, He Zangjia slowly released his fist-clasping hand, and Wang Xie slowly grasped the knife with the five fingers of his right hand.

"But since you like acting so much, I will play with you two ants again."

The smile in Zhao Yin's voice gradually faded away, and he returned to his previous proud and indifferent attitude of being above all living beings and treating human life like vegetation.

"The benefits I promised remain unchanged, and I don't need to disturb your consciousness. But one person is enough to approach Li Jun to find out information for me."

Zhao Yin raised his hand and pointed at the Xiuchundao in Wang Xie's hand: "One knife, two people. Either one lives, or both die, choose."

"It seems like the performance was completely screwed up."

He Zangjia rubbed his sore mouth from laughing and laughed at himself: "I thought I could temporarily stabilize this idiot, but it turned out that our brothers were treated like dogs. Old Wang, this is a shame." ”

Wang Xie rolled his eyes: "You acted too hard."

"Stop talking nonsense to me. It's obviously your performance that's wrong."

He Zangjia said angrily: "You have to let me do this kind of thing of pretending to be a coward. I am a gangster, betraying my brothers in order to survive. Isn't that a normal thing? You are different, you are dignified after all. There are hundreds of Jin Yiwei, but as soon as he comes up, he throws away the knife. No matter how stupid this kid is, he won't believe it? "

"Okay, what you said makes sense, blame me this time. If there is another chance in the future, I will definitely follow your lead."

Wang Xie laughed loudly and took out the long sword in his hand, making a sharp clang.

"Come on, with your acting skills, I've never been able to deceive anyone in my life."

He Zangjia sighed: "Actually, let alone you, I can't act like I used to. It seems that I have been standing for too long, and I have almost forgotten how to kneel down. Forget it, I will die anyway. I have no regrets about being able to be the boss of Jinlou."

He Zangjia raised his hand and moved his fingers towards Zhao Yin: "Come on, grandson. Why the hell are you still dazed?"

Faced with He Zangjia's provocation, Zhao Yin strangely turned a blind eye, staring directly behind the two of them with gloomy eyes.

Boom..Boom..

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound like knocking on the door, one after another in this dreamland.

The frequency became faster and faster, the movement became louder and louder, and the last sound was as loud as thunder. The whole dream shook violently, and snowflakes fell across the sky.

He Zangjia and Wang Xie looked at each other, both clearly seeing the sudden surprise in the other's eyes, and suddenly looked back.

"Are you fucking deaf? You heard someone knocking on the door and you didn't know how to open it? You have to let me kick in the door, Master Zou. Aren't you cheap?"

Zou Sijiu put his hands in his pockets and walked out of a distorted light and shadow with shoulders swaying.

"My Lord Zou, you are finally here. If I were a step later, Xiao Jia and I would have lost my life here."

He Zangjia looked excited, his eyes sparkling, and he looked like he wanted to rush up and hug Zou Sijiu's thigh.

What is acting? This is fucking acting!

Wang Xie looked dumbfounded, struggling and hesitating in his heart for a moment, and finally could only admit sadly that he was still far behind He Zangjia.

Not only his superb acting skills, but also his unparalleled audacity, which is indestructible with a knife and impenetrable with a sword, like an iron wall.

"Brother Zou, be careful, the other party is one of the Nine Lords of the East Palace." Wang Xie warned.

"What are the Nine Lords? Now there are only Six Lords left. After a while, there will only be the Lower Five Lords."

Zou Sijiu stood in front of the two of them and looked at Zhao Yin with his head raised: "You guys are really like rats. You only use these dirty tricks to play around and don't do any other tricks? What's the reputation of Yin Yang Xu? You have been corrupted to this point, and you still don’t know how to reflect on it. You have to wait until Master Zou and I demolish your Donghuang Palace before you know how to repent, right?”

A series of curses hit him like a torrential rain, and Zhao Yin's face instantly became extremely livid.

"Zou Sijiu, I know that you are in Shu. I came here this time just to warn you. Don't think that becoming the Dream Master means you can be arrogant and domineering and ignore the Eastern Palace. Lord Shenjun said that it is not easy for you to be promoted."

"Since you all know that I will come, you still dare to be so arrogant. Does that mean you don't take Mr. Zou seriously? Okay, what the hell are you talking about? Let's fight in a different place."

Snow spots all over the sky suddenly boiled and swarmed towards Zhao Yin's location.

"You want to run away when I'm close to you? Can you run away?"

Zou Sijiu's face was full of disdain. He pulled his hands out of his trouser pockets, jumped up, and punched Zhao Yin.

The two people behind him were stunned by this scene.

How could that blazing and fierce flame have anything to do with the Yin-Yang Order?

It was just a tyrannical Wu Order that broke into a dream!

Boom!

The dream constructed by Zhao Yin exploded, like a mirror cracking and falling off.

The bright lights of the golden building in the distance became bright again, and the bustling voices around became clear again.

He Zangjia and Wang Xie, who had left the dream, looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar scene in front of them with straight eyes, as if they were in another world.

The two did not notice that at the same table, Li Jun, who had arrived at some point, was leisurely eating supper.

Zou Sijiu sat opposite him, holding his chin with one hand, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was dozing off.