Chapter 27 All Living Things Are Sons
When Lin Qingsheng returned to Yucheng, he saw the puppet that had been sitting on the office chair for who knows how long.
Cheeks full of stitches, dark cloth body, weird smile and sharp fangs.
Dark and eerie as always.
"You seem to be eager to see me?"
The puppet smiled faintly, as if it had been waiting for him for a long time.
"Why is he here?"
Lin Qingsheng glanced at Bai Gangliang who was standing next to the puppet and asked.
Bai Gangliang was wearing a sports outfit and looking at the puppet with an obsessed look, as if he was looking at a rare treasure, and seemed ready to pick up a chainsaw or something to start working on it at any time.
That look was like Frankenstein looking at his little white mouse.
The puppet smiled strangely and said, "I am discussing with Professor Bai how to study my body in order to obtain meaningful knowledge more effectively. We are having a very happy discussion. Professor Bai is a little impatient. I actually understand this mentality. Your life form makes it impossible for you to control your desire."
The puppet man's voice is strange and magnetic, and seems to be hysterical and crazy in his gentleness.
Lin Qingsheng felt a little chilly when he heard this. Someone who could talk about studying himself in such an elegant way always made people feel uncomfortable.
"We need to talk alone." Lin Qingsheng emphasized the word alone, then glared at Bai Gangliang next to him, as if hoping he would leave.
However, Bai Gangliang couldn't see Lin Qingsheng at all now.
He stared straight at the puppet. It seemed that the dark linen body held an indescribable attraction.
"Professor Bai, please step aside for a moment. I have something to discuss with Officer Lin. He probably doesn't want you to be here."
The puppet looked at Lin Qingsheng in front of him and said lightly, his hoarse voice full of reminders.
Bai Gangliang frowned when he heard this, as if the experimental process in his mind was interrupted, and he was extremely unhappy.
But he nodded and walked out of the office.
After Bai Gangliang walked out, Lin Qingsheng raised his head and looked at the puppet seriously for the first time.
"When you asked me to go to Maoshan to send the ghosts away, did you know that this was equivalent to kicking the mountain gate?"
Lin Qingsheng wanted to hear a different answer, but he was disappointed.
"Yes, I know."
The puppet replied with a smile, as if answering "Have you eaten?", just a simple "Yes."
Ragdoll always knew this, but he still let Lin Qingsheng and others go.
This is terrifying when you think about it!
"Do you want to stir up conflict between Ming Dynasty and Maoshan?" Lin Qingsheng tried to remain calm.
The puppet nodded and said as if he was chatting with a friend, "Yeah, it's fun, isn't it?"
"You really seem like a madman."
Lin Qingsheng took a deep breath and said.
He now understood that the puppet in front of him was really a person who was eager to create chaos in the world.
It's very possible that what he said about killing time was true.
The puppet shook his head: "Don't be so angry, you didn't fight, and the real Maoshan hasn't come yet, so you can't kick the mountain gate. I am a rational person and I know that the drama cannot be watched all at once, so you won't suffer too much loss."
"The worst possible scenario is that you will die on Mount Mao, but the possibility is too small. Zhuo Qiu is the guardian of Mount Mao. Although he has an impatient temper, he is not willing to kill a few mortals."
Lin Qingsheng looked at the puppet in front of him. It turned out that this puppet was not playing with him, but with the Ming Dynasty. He didn't care about the life or death of all the negotiators.
All he cared about was whether the game could continue.
"You..." Lin Qingsheng suddenly didn't know what to say.
condemn?
It seems to make absolutely no sense.
Take action?
I can't beat him at all.
He stands in front of you and says he wants to play with the entire Ming Dynasty and even the whole world, but you have no way to stop him.
"What's wrong with me?"
The puppet stood up and paced back and forth.
"I just gave you a chance. Even though I hope you and Maoshan will have a conflict, I don't mind whether you have a conflict or not."
"The world is a chessboard, and all living things are pieces. I have experienced this stage. What I find interesting now is groups of highly skilled chess players playing a game together, with countless colorful dragons entangled with each other, forming an interesting scene. As for who wins and who loses, I don't care at all."
"You've said too much. You're too insignificant. You may not understand what I'm thinking at this moment."
It's this sentence again: You are too insignificant.
More importantly, Lin Qingsheng suddenly felt that he was indeed a little too insignificant.
In the eyes of the puppet man in front of him, Daming is a chess player, and so is Maoshan.
He doesn't care who wins or loses, who profits or dies.
He just cared about having fun.
Theoretically, this situation cannot be said to be absolutely good for the Ming Dynasty, but it cannot be said to be absolutely bad either.
I can only say it's neither good nor bad.
The puppet's position is neutral, but he is likely to cheat people just for fun. However, if it can be used, it will actually be a good thing for the Ming Dynasty.
When Lin Qingsheng thought of this, he suddenly felt that he should change the way to communicate with the puppet man.
"Did you expect Li Mubai to be here?"
"You mean Li Mubai from the Chunyang sect? The descendant of Lü Dongbin?"
The puppet man seemed to know everything and spoke eloquently:
"He was able to save you, which is a variable, just like Meng Ziyi cheated you. I acquiesced to this variable."
"Of course, I condone this change, but that doesn't mean I condone you stealing useful information from me."
The puppet's meaning is very clear. Don't try to get information indirectly by asking people you have met. Since he has set the rules, everything must follow the rules.
If others don't follow the rules, then he won't follow the rules either.
"You can ask for information, but..."
The puppet smiled, tapped the table with his fingers, and said:
"Must pay!"
Lin Qingsheng did not get discouraged when he encountered a setback. He changed the subject naturally:
"You seem to think highly of Bai Gangliang?"
The puppet man nodded: "He can be a force in the chess game."
"He can?" Lin Qingsheng raised his eyebrows, a little confused.
"He represents the power of science, so naturally he can become a chess player." The puppet man replied indifferently.
"Can I ask more questions?" Lin Qingsheng asked.
"Yes, but it cannot exceed your ability to pay, otherwise..."
The puppet man smiled, and everything was self-explanatory.
He will punish!
Lin Qingsheng cleared his mind and said word by word:
"How should the Ming Dynasty strengthen itself in the face of the resurgence of spiritual energy?"
The puppet man laughed when he heard this.
“That’s a really good question!”
(End of this chapter)
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