Chapter 59: Miserable
The Third Department of the Ministry of War has an office building whose style has gradually become dark red, and the entire inner wall seems to have been completely decayed.
It was filled with a bloody smell, as if the walls were painted with blood.
In the middle of the empty office building, black feathers were neatly placed on the ground, revealing a metallic luster.
A large, sleek black bird stood in the middle of the office building, using its featherless wings to cover its body, especially its back.
Yao Zan looked at Mao Hongwei and others who were fiddling with some unknown instruments, and couldn't help feeling uneasy.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
Lin Qingsheng covered his severed left arm. The blood vessels at the wound had been sealed and the severed arm had also been treated.
Two hours later, he will undergo surgery in the third division. Although his left arm may not be as flexible in the future, it is still much better than nothing.
Hearing Yao Zan's question, Lin Qingsheng, whose face was as pale as paper, smiled meaningfully.
"Of course, I am helping Master Yaozan to record this beautiful scene, so that Master Yaozan won't lose such a beautiful memory."
"Help me record it?"
There is a big look of doubt in the eyes on the bald bird's head.
Record the good memories of this uncle?
Any fond memories of being plucked out?
Being recorded stripping off your hair and dancing?
The misery in Yaozan's eyes turned into fear, and his head shook like a rattle.
"No no no, you can't do this to me!"
"Why not? Lord Yaozan, don't worry. As long as you leave here and don't cause us any more trouble, this video will never be spread out."
Lin Qingsheng smiled like a demon crawling out of hell.
Yaozan, who no longer had a single feather on his body, looked at Lin Qingsheng in front of him and trembled with anger.
"Trust me, I won't cause you any trouble when I go out, so let's not take pictures, okay?"
Those clear eyes were filled with longing. Yao Zan swore that he had never been so humble in his life, but his longing was ultimately ruthlessly rejected.
"not good."
Lin Qingsheng shook his head and said, "Since Lord Yaozan is in the mood to ask us for help, why not think about what kind of dance you would have performed? After all, it is also a memory. If you can see it again in the future, you might reminisce about it."
What the hell is this about reminiscing?
So helpless!
So sad!
Yaozan feels that life as a demon is so painful!
Who can tell it what to do when encountering such a thing?
Soon, Mao Hongwei and others set up the video recording equipment, which was taken from a military aerial camera. The pixels are high enough to clearly see how many hairs grow in your pores.
Of course, this is of no use to Yaozan, as he has no hair on his body now.
"Once you're ready, you can start shooting."
Lin Qingsheng gestured to the Yinshan Patriarch who was standing not far in front of Yaozan, and said, "Senior, you can start letting Mr. Yaozan dance."
The bloody Yinshan Patriarch glanced at Yao Zan who was looking at him with pitiful eyes and said:
"What are you looking at? Start dancing. I don't know if you have improved in these years."
Can you make progress?
What bird would pluck out all its feathers while dancing for no reason? It must be crazy!
Yaozan still said unwillingly:
"Can you not jump?"
If God gave him another chance, he would never come to the Third Division.
The Yinshan Patriarch was not a person who would listen to prayers. In Wen Zhengming's setting, he had already done the same thing that he did before, which was to make Yaozan pluck his hair and dance.
Now I do it again without any psychological pressure.
There is also a feeling of reliving the past.
"What? So the dance exchange was fake? Do you still want to cause trouble for my son-in-law?"
The Yinshan Patriarch looked as if he would attack you if you didn’t cooperate.
"No no no, I jump!"
Yao Zan shed tears of frustration.
Then someone played a song called "Itchy".
“
………
Come on
Wandering
Anyway, there are a lot of directions
Come on
It's artificial
Anyway, there are plenty of beautiful scenery
Ah itchy
………
”
A large black bird, over two meters tall and plucked of all its feathers, sang an enchanting song while shedding tears and posing in a coquettish manner.
It took two hours.
At the end, Yaozan stared at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, as if his life was over.
The Yinshan Patriarch smacked his lips and gave a faithful evaluation: "It's still an ugly dance."
These words seemed to have aroused Yao Zan's sad memories.
Sad tears flowed from the corners of Yaozan's eyes.
"Stop crying, you can leave now. Are you still planning to stay?" The Yinshan Patriarch looked at the demon lying on the ground in tears and said.
Having said that, Yao Zan stood up and rushed out of the Third Division like a flash. If it wasn't necessary, he probably would never come to this sad place in his life.
………
In the study room in Yucheng, Wen Zhengming would not admit that he was laughing so hard at the monster "Wuzan".
Although he wrote the script, he did not expect that Lin Qingsheng would interfere.
Use video coercion.
It’s really miserable!
Shaking his head, Wen Zhengming took a sip of milk tea.
"Yao Zan, this is my fate!"
"It's your bad luck, you can't blame me."
Although each character was edited by Wen Zhengming, they all have their own personality and thinking. In Wen Zhengming's view, they are essentially living people.
Has his own way of doing things.
Have their own joys, sorrows, anger and happiness.
Wen Zhengming would not play the role of every person because he could not take care of them all.
He would not deliberately arrange the details of their lives, he only cared about the overall situation.
As long as the overall story remains unchanged, any interpretation is acceptable.
Therefore, the reason why Yaozan was so miserable was actually because of his bad luck and had little to do with him.
After putting all the blame on others and freeing himself from the psychological burden, Wen Zhengming closed the map and checked the time. It has been more than two months since the first "dead ghost" came.
There is not much time left before the three-month deadline Wen Zhengming gave to the Ming Dynasty.
"It's time to prepare for the arrival of the cave."
Wen Zhengming looked up and took a picture book from the table. He was not idle during the days when Lin Qingsheng was being hunted by Yao Zan.
After consulting a lot of information, I am ready to start upgrading and then build the secret realm of the cave.
"However, it seems that someone has been investigating the five sects of Taoism recently. Could it be that someone couldn't help themselves?"
Wen Zhengming would check the status of his created characters every day, and the guardians of the five Taoist sects were no exception. Recently, he discovered that there were many strange people on the mountains of the five Taoist sects who came to seek immortality.
Some people also came with professional instruments to explore.
It is obvious that this person is here to find someone from the five Taoist sects.
And it is very likely that he is the person behind the Spiritual Energy Revival forum.
"Since you want to know, I'll give you a chance. It depends on whether you have the luck or not."
Thanks to Jiyuan for the reward of 200 Qidian coins and Ihuangtiandi I for the reward of 100 Qidian coins!
Please all kinds!
(End of this chapter)
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