doomsday son-in-law

Chapter 979 Old Daoist
Dongfang Xuanji is a genius architect of the divine system, which is the divine system.

Isn't the corpse king only able to let souls enter ordinary people?
Yang Mu calmed down and considered this matter, and soon realized that Dongfang Xuanji must have been turned into a zombie first, and then the corpse king parasitized.

In other words, now Dick has a super body, a zombie body descended from the gods, which should be very powerful after thinking about it.

Well, now a strong enemy is really on the side.

Dick Corpse King is also not so smart, he wants to provoke human infighting.

Dongfang Xuanji designed this huge building. It is said that there are complex underground facilities. Many hardware networks are underground, so they can easily control TV programs. This is just the beginning. If it is not done, the situation will be even worse. , cut off food and so on.

Food is not a problem for his territory. The food in the storage space is estimated to be able to feed the people here for several years. Only one-third of the rations prepared for 1000 million people have been used.

No problem here, what about others?
Now as long as you kill yourself, you can become a king, and you can be safe and sound in this dangerous city. This is a temptation. After all, there are already zombies outside, and the enemy is powerful. I guess everyone will be afraid.

People are unpredictable, what should I do?

Yang Mu left the teahouse and walked down the street, frowning in thought.

He couldn't let hatred get carried away, he had to think of countermeasures.

He doesn't know where the enemy is hiding, they must be in a very hidden place, how can they remain invincible?This time he can't mess around, his family is by his side, he can't afford to lose!
"Xiao Mu? Is Xiao Mu you?"

Ok?
Suddenly, someone beside him spoke.

Yang Mu looked sideways and looked down, and saw that it was an old beggar lying on the side of the street.

He was unkempt, his facial features could not be seen clearly, and his body was extremely thin.

"Haha, I just said that the old miscellaneous hair is destined to be with you. I really didn't expect to see you again."

"you know me?"

Yang Mu walked over, squatted down, raised his hand, and removed his hair.

"Are you... a miscellaneous old man?"

"Hahaha, yes, Xiaomu, you still remember when we were begging on the street and we were together."

"Why are you here?"

Yang Mu was really surprised. He didn't expect to meet the old Taoist who had been with him a long time ago?

Speaking of it, this can be regarded as a teacher of Yang Mu, who has taught him a lot of truths, such as the middle way, the way is the way!
"Xiao Mu, I see that you are born with a dragon spirit and a tiger with an extraordinary appearance. In fact, I am somewhat surprised. I didn't expect you to grow into such a towering tree instead of a small one with a crooked neck. It seems that you are also a It's a lot of hard work, which is good, good."

"Old Daoist, this complexion is not very good. Are you sick? How did you get to Meidi? Actually, what I think is...you are still alive?"

"No more, no less, exactly 91."

"Huh? Are you this old?"

"Ah."

"Come home with me."

"No, no, Xiao Mu, my lifespan is over, and I'm going to die soon."

"What are you talking about? I'll give you the yellow stone."

"Ha, it's useless. I'm dying. The symptom of yellow stone is external injury, which is the power of fantasy. But I am internally injured. I have been ill for a long time, and my body is empty. My life is urging me to go. Irreversible!"

"Old Daoist, we finally met again, but you are so depressed, come on, eat this eighth-level yellow first."

Yang Mu simply sat down on the ground.

He hasn't sat on the ground for a long time, remembering that in those years, this kind of thing was often done.

The old man smiled, took the yellow stone, and ate it into his mouth.

"It's really useless, but I still accept it, so don't worry."

"This old thing is weird, can it go now?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's not good to be here, just like back then, the old Taoist, I just use the ground as my bed and the sky as my cover, and you just stand by and say that I am the father of your disease, begging for food! Haha, many people take care of themselves all their lives, but they don’t live up to my age. But I live and sleep in the open, but I am ninety years old, this is life.”

"Feudal superstition."

"Hey, you don't believe in heaven, but you have to believe in fate. Look, I thought that before I died, an old friend would come to see me. Didn't you just show up?"

"Ha ha……"

Yang Mu didn't know what to say, he moved his butt to lean against the wall, raised his head to look at the night sky, and felt extraordinarily peaceful.

"Little thing, is there something embarrassing?"

"Forehead."

"Let me tell you."

"Remember that I'm an orphan. I should have told you about my abduction. It's not that detailed."

"Well, remember."

"I have found my family members, right here; and I also found the person who stole me back then, also here, and now he has become a big villain, united with zombies, wants to enslave human beings, and wants to raise everyone here become food..."

When Yang Mu met the old Taoist, his mood was quite complicated. In addition, he also had some thoughts at first, so he talked a lot in this lecture, not only about the present, but also about the past, mainly about his own experience after the end of the world.

It has been an hour since he finished speaking, and Yang Mu even felt that what he said was rough.

"Hey, are you asleep? Come home with me."

"Didn't fall asleep, these stories are really interesting, so you don't know what to do now, right?"

"Do you think I am? No, what don't you know? Let's unite with humans to kill the zombies and fight to the death with the zombies."

"No, no, no! From your words, I can hear that you hate human nature, you don't see evil in people's hearts, and you are also such a person, so sometimes you even hate yourself?"

"Haha, you old bastard, don't come to reason with me. What's the point? Everyone will always encounter a lot of dissatisfaction, and they may always hate themselves. This is just a state of mind, I understand."

"However, you don't really understand. You said that you once thought of the story I told you, and understood the truth of Dao Ke Dao, but in the end you are still killing, because you still hate human nature, and you still don't take life seriously. It's very serious, otherwise, you wouldn't have had so much blood on your hands during the period after that."

"Who said that? I have always valued life, but sometimes not killing people can't solve the problem."

"Yes, you value your own, you value human beings, but you don't value other people's. You think killing people can solve the problem, but have you solved it? Your career seems to be improving steadily, but as of today, you Have you done anything that you are proud of?"

"..."

"You have a heart to save the world, but you don't like human beings. You want to save human beings with your own ability, but you don't like people's hearts. This in itself is contradictory, and makes you unable to have a firm heart and unwilling to go Trust others."

"Trust others? Old Taoist, you have been in the arena for so long, don't you know that people's hearts are sinister?"

"Of course I know, everyone knows, so most of us are messing around, and we can't become great leaders."

"Huh heh heh."

"Xiaomu, are you going to persuade others to kill zombies with you?"

"Ah."

"Why do you want to persuade them?"

"Because there are too many zombies."

"That's why you're afraid."

"I'm afraid?"

"You said, your family now has tens of thousands of people, why don't you set an example and take your people to kill zombies."

"Am I stupid? It's not just these tens of thousands of people who are trapped here. Let's rush up to kill zombies and let others enjoy the benefits? Finally, we are all wiped out?"

"Haha, that's why I said that you are afraid. You don't have the courage to bear the death of others. You think that we must unite to fight against zombies, but the truth is why do people unite? People value self-interest. If you persuade others, others will I would think that you are paying attention, how can there be trust when people’s hearts collide with each other like this? No one in this world is a fool, if you want people to contribute in the name of killing zombies, they will not believe you first."

Yang Mu frowned, thought for a long time, and then said:
"Then what do you say I should do?"

"When there is darkness all around, and a ray of sunshine suddenly appears, people in the darkness will rush towards it as if grasping at straws! This is the temperament of people who want to be bright, Xiao Mu, believe me, if you do enough yourself Well, if you have enough boldness and courage, if you can bear everything, including the death of people around you, then you will be a king, and people will naturally gather around you, because what you let them see is the light, this It is far more convincing than trying to convince others. The old man met you once, and now he is about to go to the West District. I will never see you again in this life. Let me tell you a truth that I have tried to understand throughout my life, and this truth is actually very early. At that time, many of us already knew - don't think about relying on others, the most reliable person in this world is yourself, when you do yourself well, others will naturally rely on you, then you are a king!"

Yang Mu continued to frown, thinking about what the old man said, then pouted and said:

"You old bastard, you are supernatural. Although your words are nice, how can things be so easy?"

Yang Mu sighed and continued to look at the sky.

For another long time, the old man didn't say a word.

Yang Mu looked at him sideways, motionless, with a peaceful expression on his face.

Fell asleep?
wrong!

He reached out and put his hand on the old man's nose, but he lost his breath, he was dead!
Yang Mu was in a daze for a long, long time, and finally leaned against the wall dejectedly.

Slowly, tears flowed from his eyes, and finally he lay down on the old Daoist's arms, lying quietly like that.

One night many years ago, he was lying on the old man in the same way. Because of the cold, the two of them could be warmer by being next to each other.

At that time, he was not familiar with this old way at all, but he often saw it in that area.

In fact, he has never been familiar with old Taoists, they are just poor people begging for a living on the street.

Even if we meet every day, if we miss it once, we may not see each other for the rest of our lives. This is the fate of prodigal sons and prodigal sons.

They are not bad, they met here before the old Taoist died.

Look at this old bastard, how comfortable he is smiling, it only makes Yang Mu more sad.

He was lying on his back, looking at the night sky, still so peaceful, the round moon had risen so high, there was a halo of wind around him, would it be windy tomorrow?

Old way, old way, go all the way, this may really be your destiny.

"Yang Mu?"

A female voice sounded, followed by footsteps, and then a figure squatted down, looking down at Yang Mu.

Yang Mu has already judged from the voice that this is Song Yaru, and he probably passed by just after finishing his work.

"What are you doing?"

"Hey, nothing."

"Why are you lying here with a man? An old man? Are you crying? What the hell is going on here?"

(End of this chapter)