"What is it, Your Majesty?"

Seeing Fang Zheng stop, Daji also hurriedly stopped, then she frowned and glanced at the farmers. At this time, the farmers were obviously high and continued to talk.

"I heard that Boss Han went hunting in the mountains and met a deer. The deer was very strange. When it saw Boss Han, it didn't even run away. It just stood there and stared at him. This surprised Boss Han. However, just when he was about to walk over and kill the deer, the deer actually spoke in human language, saying that Boss Han had committed too many sins in his life and violated the will of heaven, so his mother was in trouble. This scared Boss Han a lot..."

"What a mess..."

Hearing this, Daji frowned. What the other party said didn't make sense to them. That Han Lao Da should be a hunter, and he went up the mountain to hunt every day to make a living. According to this stupid logic, wouldn't the carnivorous spirits like them all die a miserable death?

And those who kill pigs, cows, and sheep, if we really follow this logic, countless lives will die at their hands. Should their entire family be blown up?

Humans always use their own values ​​to judge animals, but in fact, animals don't care about the little shit in your mind. The law of the jungle is natural and reasonable. This is the truth of the world. How can it be against the harmony of nature?

Aren't you mentally retarded?

“…”

Fang Zheng waved his hand, signaling Daji not to speak, then looked at the group of farmers again and continued to listen to what they said.

"Then what?"

"Then, of course, Boss Han was terrified. He didn't know what appeared in front of him, but he quickly bowed down and begged it for help. When Boss Han raised his head again, the deer was gone. Then Boss Han threw away all his hunting tools and vowed never to go hunting in the mountains again. After he came down the mountain...his mother's illness was cured."

"that's all?"

Facts have proved that people like to listen to stories with ups and downs. The farmer opposite obviously did not have the potential to be a storyteller, and everyone who listened to him was speechless.

"It doesn't matter to you at all."

"What can I do? This is what Boss Han told me..."

Unable to hear anything more from these farmers, Fang Zheng shook his head, then turned and left the teahouse.

"Your Majesty, are you interested in this matter?"

"Um."

Hearing Daji's question, Fang Zheng nodded.

"I do have some impression of this familiar pyramid scheme and its nonsensical logic... Who is this Han something they are talking about?"

Daji raised her hand, and soon a little bird circled down from the sky and landed on Daji's finger. However, Daji put the bird to her ear and listened for a moment.

"Boss Han is indeed a hunter from another village, and he is also a very good hunter. But recently he has not gone out hunting, but stayed in his room every day, lighting incense and chanting sutras..."

"Haha, I knew it."

Fang Zheng chuckled.

"Do you not eat meat anymore?"

"...Yes, I heard that Boss Han used to love meat, but now he eats vegetarian meals every day and doesn't eat meat."

Having said that, Daji frowned.

"Your Majesty, you said that Boss Han is not a rabbit spirit, so why is he eating vegetarian food all day long?"

"Nonsense, if I want to eat, I also hope that my dinner can wash itself clean and automatically jump up and deliver itself to my mouth, right?"

Fang Zheng snorted coldly, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Not touching meat means not being close to blood. If you are not close to blood, your soul will be pure, but don't think this is a good thing. It's just like the blood in your veins. If you don't like it and replace it with pure water, I guarantee you will die faster than anyone else.

Of course, the bloody smell of the corpse has been removed after being washed with purified water, so it will naturally taste better, right?

"Do you want me to send someone to bring that Boss Han over here?"

"No, that's not good... Yeah, that's right."

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng's eyes lit up.

"I have an idea!"

Isn't it just fooling people? You can fool people, so I can't? Who am I? A game planner. What does a game planner do? I am just someone who specializes in fooling players and investors. If you can't fool players with the DOME screen and say that this is the official game content, what kind of planner is that?

A qualified planner is one who can calmly bring out the first chapter of a game and say that it is an independent game and that subsequent DLC is still under development.

"Daji!"

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng snapped his fingers, and Daji immediately came to his side. Then Fang Zheng lowered his head and whispered in Daji's ear.

"You go...first like this...then like this...and finally like this...get it?"

"No problem, but Your Majesty, will this really work?"

"Haha, he'll be on the first day and I'll be on the fifteenth. I want to see if those bastards dare to show up. If they don't..."

Having said this, Fang Zheng opened his mouth and revealed a ferocious smile.

"Don't blame me for being rude."

On this day, heavy rain poured down.

Under the heavy rain, even the cicadas in the books were chirping weakly. Even the people who were working in the fields had now mostly returned to their houses to avoid the rain. However, on this path, a young scholar in a green shirt was walking forward step by step. He was carrying a book basket and was sweating profusely. Finally, the young man seemed to be unable to withstand the heavy rain and had to take shelter under the shade of a nearby tree.

And at this moment, a voice came from behind him.

"Hey, young man, come here and hide from the rain."

The young scholar turned around and saw a farmer's house not far away opening its door. An old woman was waving at him from inside the door. The young scholar did not hesitate, and hurriedly stood up and walked to the door, then bowed and saluted.

"Thank you, grandma."

"Oh, don't be so polite, come in quickly."

The old woman hurriedly pulled the young scholar into the house and closed the door.

"Hurry, your clothes are all wet, take them to the fire to warm them up."

"Oh, thank you so much. I'm sorry to bother you..."

The young man also hurriedly took off his robe, put it by the stove, and sat down. At this time, the old man also hurriedly brought a cup of hot tea.

"Come on, it must be very cold. Hey, how can you, a young man, go out in this weather?"

"Hahaha, I don't quite understand this..."

“Morning glow doesn’t leave the house, but evening glow can travel a thousand miles. Young man, you should remember this and be more careful.”

"Oh, yes, thank you for your advice, grandma."

The young scholar rubbed his hands and nodded to the old man with a smile, but when he saw the old man's face clearly, the young scholar was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled again after a while.

Although the young scholar was only in a flash, the old lady was not blind and naturally noticed it. But since the other party did not say anything, she naturally did not ask. She smiled and served tea and some snacks to the young scholar to entertain the guest, and did not say anything else.

During this process, the old woman noticed that the young scholar looked at her several times. It was not a look with bad intentions, but it seemed that he had discovered something but was not willing to say it directly. This made the old woman somewhat uneasy. She felt that everything was fine with her. So the old woman thought about it for a while, then looked at the young scholar with a smile on her face.

"Scholar, is there something wrong with my old woman?"

"Why?"

Faced with the old man's question, the young scholar was obviously a little surprised and waved his hands hurriedly.

"No, no, no, that... Sorry, old man, I really didn't mean to offend..."

"Hehe, it's okay, but you were looking at me just now... Is there something wrong?"

"this……"

Hearing this, the young scholar hesitated for a moment, then suddenly sighed and looked at the old man.

"Well... old man, please don't be upset when I say this... have you... suffered any misfortune recently?"

"In trouble?"

Faced with the young scholar's question, the old man was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes, I accidentally broke my leg while working in the fields some time ago, and I have been resting in bed for a long time..."

"Oh, is that so..."

The young scholar nodded silently, and then said nothing, as if he didn't intend to continue the topic. But the old man obviously wouldn't end it like that.

"Young man, what's the meaning of this?"

"Hey... this..."

Hearing the old man's question, the young man sighed slightly, and then he looked at the old man as if he had made up his mind.

"Old man, I'm telling you the truth. I just saw you with a demonic aura... I think you must have encountered a demon recently!"

"Encountering a demon?"

"Yes, this... I have also learned some knowledge in this area from my master, so I can see that... there is still a demonic aura lingering around you, old man."

"How can there be a monster?"

Hearing this, the old man stood up in fear, and the young scholar hurriedly reached out his hand.

"Don't be anxious, old man. Don't be anxious. Tell me, have you encountered anything strange recently?"

"You're going to say something weird..."

Having said this, the old man hesitated slightly, then glanced at the back room and lowered his voice.

"There are some strange things. Let me tell you. Our eldest son went hunting in the mountains a few days ago. He went crazy when he came back. He said he would never be a hunter again and threw away all the belongings his father left him. And now he only eats rice and vegetables all day long. He never goes out and locks himself in the room every day. I don't know what he is doing. Sigh... I am worried too. What do you think... young man, did he encounter a demon?"

"this……"

The young scholar showed a puzzled look.

"Well... I'm not sure... But if possible, I'd like to meet your son. What do you think?"