Escape Game: I Really Just Want To Lose

Wang Yun had already made up his mind to throw all these people out, leaving no one behind.

But it's easy to throw them out, but you have to make up a reason, find an excuse, so that they won't come back for a while.

Standing up, Wang Yun walked in the quiet room for a while.

When he noticed the map on the wall, he suddenly had an idea.

The map looks rather crude, and it can only be seen that the world is composed of three major forces.

Demon gate, Taoist gate and Buddhist gate.

The territories of the three major forces are all about the same, and the Buddhism is slightly larger, but the size is limited.

After clicking on the map, he turned to Dao Changqing and said, "Xiao Hei, this world is not full of monks, right? There are also mortals, right?"

"That's right, Master. The number of monks is extremely small, perhaps less than one in a thousand, and the rest are all mortals."

"That's right. Tell everyone, within a day, prepare your luggage, and let me go to the village to help mortals plant the fields!"

Dao Changqing asked himself that he had been in close contact with Wang Yun recently, so he could already understand Master's thinking, but he was still puzzled when he heard this sentence.

farming?

What does this have to do with meditation?

However, his brain has almost melted, and he can only think about Wang Yun's words according to one logic:

First, what Master said must be correct;

Second, if there is something wrong with Master's words, it must be that your own thinking is not comprehensive enough:

Third, if you do have a problem, please go back to the first one and do it again until you figure out what your problem is.

After agreeing, Dao Changqing asked again: "Master, when will you let them come back?"

For this question, Wang Yun has long been prepared.

"I will prepare some things for my teacher tonight, one for each person tomorrow, and you will know the conditions when the time comes. By the way, the requirement this time is that everyone go to farm, and you and other elders are no exception."

"But master, you are seriously injured. We are gone. Who will protect you? Please take back your life, at least I will be by your side!"

Wang Yun coughed and stood with his hands behind his back, leaving Dao Changqing with a lonely back: "How can I be willing to let you go as a teacher, it's just the chance for you to get the Tao, not here. And,..."

People who cultivate immortals value chance very much.

Wang Yun simply took advantage of this to fool him, and let the child go away first.

Dao Changqing immediately repeated Wang Yun's words according to his own logic, and broke down in tears.

"Master, is your time approaching?"

Wang Yun nodded in relief.

Why does this child speak so nicely?

If you can say it, just say more.

However, Dao Changqing's next sentence made Wang Yun unhappy again.

I saw him kowtow a few times respectfully, and shouted loudly: "I, Changqing, swear to the sky! Even if I exhaust my life, I must find a way to prolong my life. "Extend my master's life!"

"Get out, don't bother me!"

After driving Dao Changqing out of the quiet room, Wang Yun first jumped the time to midnight, then walked into the dining hall, and told everyone to go out and no one to come in.

Bringing out a basket full of broad beans, Wang Yun boiled water and poured all the beans into it.

After cooking for more than ten minutes, Wang Yun took out a few and tasted it. It tasted good, and it would be even better after sprinkling some salt.

After struggling to carry the basket of broad beans back to the quiet room, Ren Yun went straight to the eighth day.

On the morning of the eighth day, Dao Changqing walked into the quiet room with a solemn face, and invited Wang Yun out of the quiet room.

On the square outside the quiet room, thousands of Demon Sect monks gathered at this time, waiting for Wang Yun's order.

Walking up to the stands, before Wang Yun could speak, a group of people shouted in unison: "Meet the devil!"

This group of people looked at Wang Yun with reverence in their eyes.

Wisdom and bravery, impartiality and selflessness... All kinds of auras are added to Wang Yun, which makes this group of demon monks start to worship the Lord sincerely.

Wang Yun turned his head away, not wanting to see their eyes.

Otherwise, my conscience hurts a bit.

But thinking about it again, I didn't want them to die, but just to experience the pastoral life.

Thinking of this, Wang Yun immediately felt much better.

Nodding his head, Wang Yun didn't say anything nonsense, and immediately ordered Dao Changqing to bring the broad beans up.

After distributing three boiled broad beans to everyone, Wang Yun said to everyone:

"Cultivating the Tao is not to build a car behind closed doors. It should be close to ordinary people and life. Look at you, each of you is fierce and powerful, and your cultivation is advanced. Every one of you seems to be an expert outside, but this is unacceptable. You should be integrated with ordinary people. One body, to experience their joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys, this is a qualified monk."

……… Ask for flowers…

"Each of you has three broad beans in your hands. You have to help farm the field and learn to grow broad beans yourself. When the broad beans germinate and bear fruit, you will come back. Remember

When you go out, you must unite and love each other, and don't attack each other, do you understand?"

Although a group of people didn't understand why, the words of the demon leader were an absolute order.

The devil leader at this time is the supreme existence in their minds, and every order will be executed.

"Deling!" Thousands of people kneeled in unison, making a sound like a landslide and tsunami.

After sending all these people away, Wang Yun finally felt that there was a possibility of losing.

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"The next step is to jump time and wait for the circus members."

Tens of thousands of Demon Sect monks scattered to the territory of Demon Sect and started their farming journey.

The magic gate now is quite different from the past.

There is no shortage of resources for each other's practice, and the demon heads forbid attacking each other, so the atmosphere is much more harmonious than before.

A few like-minded people even join hands with each other and go to a village together, so they can take care of each other.

Qi refining monks can't walk in the air, they can only ride horses or walk.

After declining the invitation of several fellow geniuses, Dao Changqing walked alone to a small mountain village with beautiful scenery.

When I saw Dao Changqing in the mountain village, I was a little scared at first, but I found that the Taoist chief’s invitation was not malicious. Instead, he helped farm the fields and carry water, and gradually accepted Dao Changqing’s arrival.

This experience lasted for fifteen days.

At first, he was not used to it.

You need to do it yourself to eat every day, and you need to build it yourself to live.

The latrines are open-air, eating is done with hands, and even taking a bath is all natural, which made him deeply realize how happy his previous life was.

But after getting used to it, he found that the life of ordinary people is also a bit interesting.

The cured wine is cloudy but has a unique flavor, and the game has a fishy smell but is also very delicious.

Dao Changqing felt unprecedented tranquility and naturalness without intrigue or exhaustion in cultivation.

The only fly in the ointment is that those broad beans have never germinated.

Not a single one!.