My magic weapon is the computer

Everyone was stunned, and no one thought that Jian Conglu would do such a thing quietly.

For the first time, Lin Zhuowen felt that this senior sister of hers was so cute. No amount of tsundere attributes and rough nerves could cover up her uniqueness: she could do whatever she wanted, and she was never bound by anything.

"You... who are you? How dare you kill someone in Jiang's house?" The big old man's eyes were tearing apart.

Jian Conglu turned a deaf ear to it, as if the old man didn't exist at all, and returned to her usual arrogance and indifference.

"Where is the evildoer who dares to provoke trouble in Jiang's house?" At this moment, he heard a shout from outside the house, and then he heard the door was kicked open with a "bang--", and a person came in from the outside.

Seeing the person coming, the big old man showed joy.

"Fang Immortal Master, kill all these monsters quickly." The old man laughed like crazy, "Hahaha... I want you all to die, all of you to die, blood debts, hahaha..."

It's just that the old man laughed for a long time, but he didn't see that Fang Xianshi made a move.

"Master Fang, hurry up, this, this, and this are all monsters. They killed my grandson. You help me kill them all. I will be very grateful." The old man kept pointing his finger. The three of Lin Zhuowen urged.

"Senior Brother Lin... No, Uncle Lin! I have seen Uncle Lin!" Instead of making a move, Fang Xianshi was surprised when he saw a few people in the room, and bowed respectfully to Lin Zhuowen.

"Fang Zhengye? Didn't you go back to your hometown in Qingzhou?" Lin Zhuowen was also very surprised. He never thought that the big support in the old man's mouth would be Fang Zhengye. When I left Beishan in Ganquan Village that day, I didn't expect that he would still be here See you again.

"This is Qingzhou." After Fang Zhengye answered, he suddenly remembered something and exclaimed: "Could it be that Uncle Lin saved me that day?"

Fang Zhengye did not tell anyone else about leaving Qi Lingpai and returning to his hometown in Qingzhou, except for the mysterious man who killed Jia Wenshi and saved him.

"Exactly." At this time, Lin Zhuowen didn't need to hide his identity, so he admitted it generously.

"Fang Zhengye, I would like to thank Uncle Lin for helping me save me many times regardless of previous suspicions." Fang Zhengye bowed to the ground.

"You don't need to say thank you, I just did it conveniently." Lin Zhuowen smiled and thought of a question: "Did you heal Jiang Hong's leg?"

"Yes." Fangzhengye then added: "But at the time I didn't know that there was a grudge between him and Master Lin, otherwise I wouldn't dare..."

"It's okay, I know your heart is easy to be used by others, and this Jiang Hong has a grudge against your Uncle Jiang, and has nothing to do with me." Lin Zhuowen said: "I have seen you Uncle Jian and Uncle Jiang, and your Uncle Jiang will not blame you. your."

Lin Zhuowen's words were equivalent to begging for Fang Zhengye's favor in a disguised form. If he was a perverted immortal cultivator, even if he didn't have the heart, he would kill people if he offended him a little.

"Outer disciple Fang Zhengye has met Uncle Jian and Uncle Jiang." Although Fang Zhengye was innocent, he was not an idiot, and immediately saluted respectfully.

Jian Conglu still turned a deaf ear, as if she hadn't heard.

"Go down." Jiang Siyan drove Fang Zhengye out with a wave of his hand.

"Thank you, Master Uncle, for your kindness." Fang Zhengye bowed to the three of them again as if he had been pardoned, and then he was able to leave.

When he looked back, the old man had already slumped on the ground. How could he not understand at this moment that Master Fang, whom he thought to rely on, was not worth mentioning in the eyes of others, and he could only nod and bow when he met him.

"You are immortals?" The big old man's eyes were full of unwillingness: "Isn't immortals kind to people? How could they kill my grandson?"

"Being kind depends on who you are." Lin Zhuowen sneered: "You feel bad when someone kills your grandson. When you treated a young girl like that, did you ever think that she is also someone else's granddaughter?"

"Hmph! She's just a bastard picked up outside, not from our Jiang family at all, let alone the granddaughter of the second child..." The old man was interrupted by Lin Zhuowen before he finished speaking.

"The same body and length, the same food and drink, the same relationship of more than ten years, the same name as grandpa, why is Jiang Hong your grandson, and Jiang Siyan is not your second brother's granddaughter?" Lin Zhuowen saw that the old man wanted more. What did you say, and then rushed: "I know what you want to say? Jiang Siyan is not your second brother's blood relative, but what does it matter? Grandpa has been screaming for so many years, even a piece of wood will be beggared, and take another [-] steps back Regardless of these things, Jiang Siyan was also born from his parents, not from a rock. If you have parents, you will naturally have grandparents. You only know that Jiang Hong is your grandson. Don’t you know that Jiang Siyan is also someone else’s granddaughter? If you were her grandfather, seeing someone bullying her like that, persecuting her, even trying to kill her, what would you think?"

Lin Zhuowen himself didn't expect that he could speak so much. After traveling to this world for so long, it seemed that he wanted to speak especially today.

In the past, he didn't care much about anything, he just wanted to play this world as a game, no matter who is an npc in his eyes, no matter what is just a system task in his eyes, everything can be laughed off.

Even if someone wanted to kill him and was in danger, he never took it to heart. For him, good npcs are necessary for the plot, and bad npcs are also necessary for the plot.

Just like Fang Zhengye and Ye Song, he neither liked anyone more nor hated anyone more. In his opinion, killing Ye Song was because of the need of the plot, and saving Fang Zhengye was also because of the need of the plot, that's all.

Only today is different. Lin Zhuowen doesn't know whether the game is too realistic, or he is too involved in the game, or Jian Conglu's rashness just touched him. Things have real likes and dislikes, and they are no longer treated as NPCs and system plots as before.

This time, it was Lin Zhuowen who wanted to say and do so. It was no longer a task, nor a plot arrangement.

I am in charge of my game. I don’t care about his tasks and plots. There is a voice in Lin Zhuowen’s heart that is so firm. It seems that this is the true meaning of the game. He has not been playing games for so many years, but just following the requirements of the game. Do it, talk about it, act it out, the game is someone else's story, and the game becomes someone else's game, at least not playing your own game.

Lin Zhuowen suddenly felt a kind of joy. He didn't know where it came from, and he didn't know why it was born. Maybe joy is just joy. As long as he is in it, he doesn't need to ask the reason. Lin Zhuowen closed his eyes and said no more , only to experience this joy in detail.

"... If I were her grandfather... If I were her grandfather..." The old man mumbled endlessly, his voice was vague, and he couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

"Brother..." Seeing that the old man seemed to be in a trance, the third old man couldn't help reminding him.

The big old man didn't respond, the third old man yelled a few times, but it was still the same, the third old man walked over and pushed him, but he pushed him away.

"Why should I be her grandfather? I am not her grandfather. I am Jiang Hong's grandfather, and Jiang Hong is my grandson." The old man looked crazy: "You killed my grandson, and I want you to pay for it. I'm going to kill you..."

The old man's madness could not continue, the sword point protruding through his chest finally restored a trace of clarity in his eyes, but it also took his life away.

"...Am I wrong?...Am I really wrong?" This was the last question the old man asked himself before he fell to the ground. Maybe he already had the answer in his heart, so he didn't need to answer it.

"It's so noisy!" Jian Conglu drew his sword again to remove the blood and put it in the storage bag.

"Elder Sister, you..." Jiang Siyan didn't expect to kill again for this reason.

"Let's change the room, and the younger brother has entered a state of epiphany, so we can't be disturbed." Jian Conglu walked out after finishing speaking.

Only then did Jiang Siyan realize Lin Zhuowen's abnormality, lying on the chair motionless, as if in a deep sleep.

Lin Zhuowen woke up half a month later, and only after he woke up did he realize what he had done.

From the perspective of others, he has entered an epiphany, but from his perspective, he replayed all the games he played before in his mind, but this time he did not play according to the plot and tasks, or even according to the gameplay Going to play, he just wants to do something in the game, so he does what he does in the game, even if he doesn’t do anything and stands in a daze, in his opinion, this is better than doing tasks according to the game and going through the plot. One's own will, the only way to play is one's own game.

Lin Zhuowen doesn't know how many games he has played, but he only knows that he can feel the joy brought by the game more and more later, rather than the excitement of leveling up and clearing levels like before.

Lin Zhuowen didn't know if this was an epiphany, but in the past half a month, his cultivation had indeed improved a lot, and there were faint signs of a breakthrough, which made Lin Zhuowen very excited. This is simply opening a treasure chest of experience in the game. , It's a pity that this kind of treasure chest is hard to come by, it's not something you can have if you want it, and you can't buy it no matter how much money you spend.

What is an epiphany?And why did it appear?This is a question that the world of cultivating immortals has not been able to give a clear answer until now. Some people's epiphanies are due to the accumulation of knowledge, some people's epiphanies are due to their understanding of things, some people's epiphanies are due to their thorough thinking, and some people's epiphanies are due to their thorough thinking. The epiphany is because of the love of things, some people's epiphany is because of a certain idea, and some people's epiphany is because of a certain mood...

In short, everything can lead to epiphany, and epiphany can often bring about an improvement in mood. This kind of improvement is invisible, intangible, and even indescribable, so only the person concerned can experience the changes. Ascension to the top, this is also a problem that the world of immortality has not been able to figure out until now, but immortals generally believe that state of mind is also a kind of cultivation.

Just half a month is enough to be worth several years or even decades of work. Lin Zhuowen never thought that he would have such an adventure.

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