The man turned around and left decisively, leaving everyone's attention.
Lively monkey?
Zhang Ling raised his eyebrows, he never thought that everyone already knew that the tall and thin head of the family in front of him was not human.
This is quite interesting.
"Hilarious Monkey, I originally came here to escape disaster, and now I must leave. In my next life, I am willing to serve you like a slave to repay your hospitality for the past ten years."
"Happily Ever After, I want to go too..."
Soon, everyone waved goodbye and left, leaving Zhang Ling and the lively monkey alone in the side room.
But he didn't care about these people walking around, Zhang Ling devoured all the delicious food on the tables in one gulp.
Say no to extravagance and waste, and start the Clean Plate Campaign from me.
Suddenly, the lively monkey asked in a muffled voice: "Immortal pointing the way, I think you did it on purpose!"
Zhang Ling was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's not my intention, it's God's will."
"Oh? Can you tell me what God's will is?"
The noisy monkey was born and raised in nature, so he had a special affinity with the world. When he heard Zhang Ling say that it was God's will, he suppressed his inner impatience and listened quietly.
Zhang Ling got straight to the point: "Heaven's will is fate. Anyone who can enter your small, prestigious town is destined to be with you. Fate has its beginnings, but it also has its end. In this world, what feast lasts forever? And how many people who leave their hometowns wouldn't want to return home?"
Hearing this, the lively monkey sat down to ponder, as if he felt that Zhang Ling's words made sense: "If that's the case, then I'll tear this world away. From now on, I'll also go and see the prosperity of the human world."
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding scene suddenly changed. The original wine tables and banquets, the luxurious mansions and tall buildings disappeared, replaced by a wilderness.
There were about a hundred passersby, wrapped in a ball of spiritual energy, lying on the wasteland and sleeping, with smiles on their faces, as if they were having some sweet dream.
Zhang Ling's mind was moved. Oh! This is a dream-entering technique?
Turning my head to look into the distance, I saw dozens of people leaving together. Upon closer inspection, I found that they were all guests at the banquet just now.
"Some people are willing to wake up from their dreams and face reality, while others actively indulge in dreams. Perhaps this is a human choice."
Zhang Ling had some insights, his thoughts were clear, and his own immortal temperament became stronger.
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