Shanghai had yet to come out of the rainy season. It rained a lot, which made people feel a little annoyed. Liang Sen sat by the swimming pool of the villa in the eastern suburbs, reading the newspaper and drinking coffee as usual. He didn't care about any major news, because for people at their level, it was hard to find interesting news in the real world.
However, Liang Sen liked the atmosphere of sitting by the swimming pool and reading the newspaper. Of course, it would be better if the rain ended earlier.
Jie Ling, who was wearing a burgundy suit, walked out of the room. He seemed to always be strict with his clothes as if he had an obsessive-compulsive disorder. For example, his boss was only wearing loose pajamas, but he was meticulous with his tie. It had to be said that they had two completely different attitudes towards life.
"This is the news I just received. Yunnan's Wang Qiming sent a notice to the rest of the big shots in the country through the backstage authority of the official account. He said that he learned of a situation. Recently, several high-level listeners from India have come to his country. He wants to ask one of the big shots, including you, to take the time to go and take a look."
Jie Ling was Liang Sen's assistant. Not only in the game company, but in fact, Liang Sen handed over many things to him. Even the backstage authority of his official account was handed over to Jie Ling to help him manage.
"Heh."
Liang Sen just responded softly and took a sip of coffee.
"Boss, why doesn't Wang Qiming go personally? He is the big shot guarding Yunnan. "Jie Ling was obviously puzzled.
"He has been in seclusion recently. It seems that he has almost dug out the secrets of Yunnan's Insect Valley. That guy locked himself like a worm, probably waiting for the moment to break out of the cocoon and be reborn. It's obviously impossible for him to come out in advance for such a small matter.
Unless it's a big shot from India who crosses the line, if it's just a few high-level listeners, he really doesn't have the time to care. "
So that was the case. Jie Ling nodded thoughtfully. He didn't ask his boss if he was willing to make the trip. After all, Yunnan was across half of China from Shanghai. It was indeed a little too far. Moreover, his boss wasn't the kind of person who liked to manage things. Jie Ling knew this better than anyone else.
"It's okay. Someone will take care of it. If it's Yunnan, then the one in Guizhou won't be able to sit still." A smile appeared at the corner of Liang Sen's mouth, and then he said faintly, "I don't know why those Indians came over. Oh no, I heard that the listeners over there call the high-level listeners Bodhisattvas. Hehe, those Bodhisattvas are probably out of luck."
"Guizhou?" Jie Ling recalled some information in his mind and said, "That big shot from Guizhou is called Zhao Bian 'an, right?"
"Yes, it's Zhao Bianan. Since Wang Qiming said that a few Indian Bodhisattvas have come, Zhao Bianan will definitely not sit still. Unless he happens to be in the story world, he will definitely go."
"Why?" Jie Ling asked.
"Zhao Bianan's grandfather died in the self-defense counterattack against India in 1962. His father also died in an accident while guarding the border between China and India."
"Zhao's grandfather died in self-defense in the war.
"Jie Ling" to read to. Liang Sen reached out and flicked a piece of news in the newspaper. "The Indians at the border seem to be stirring up trouble again. Their Bodhisattva is coming over."
"Do you? to to to to to to.
Liang Sen flicked a piece of news on the newspaper. "The Indians on the border seem to be stirring up trouble again. Their Bodhisattva came over."
On the green slope, a man in a white singlet handed a bottle of drink to the woman.
If Fatty was here at this time, he would be so shocked that his eyeballs would fall out. Wasn't this the woman who went to Lugu Lake to look for him and then asked him to drive to Dali?
The woman hesitated for a moment. She seemed to be thinking about how to deal with her relationship with the man in front of her. The man who needed a woman to think about how to get along with him was naturally not weak.
After a while, the woman took the drink and took a sip.
"Went to the Land of Proving Dao?" The man was sitting on the ground. His clear facial contours looked very three-dimensional under the sunlight of Dali. This was a man who was nearly forty years old, which was the general age of an uncle. He did not look old, but he no longer looked young and inexperienced. He gave off a sense of maturity and steadiness.
A singlet naturally couldn't hide the lean muscles all over his body. The man's height and build couldn't be considered tall or big, but he gave off an extremely tough feeling.
The woman did not sit down like the man. In the face of the man's question, she just nodded silently.
"If I remember correctly, there was news a while ago that the guardian of the Land of Proving Dao has been changed." The man said with a sigh, "The original guardian of the Land of Proving Dao, Xu Fugui, dug up his wife's urn after his shift was over, and then he died."
The man still remembered the fat man who stood up from the coffin and nodded to him when he was in the Land of Proving Dao. At that time, he sensed a kind of oppressive aura from that man.
However, such a strong man did not know that he had died a long time ago. He only realized it not long after he left the Land of Proving Dao and regained his freedom. Then, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, dust to dust, and he disappeared.
As for his ending, it was really surprising.
"Yes, the person has been changed. His name is Su Bai." The woman replied. She felt that the man in front of her might not know who Su Bai was because no matter what Su Bai's background was, Su Bai was only a beginner Advanced Listener after all. Naturally, he could not enter the eyes of this big shot.
"I know that."
What was a little surprising was that the man seemed to have known about Su Bai for a long time.
"Su Yuhang and Liu Mengyu's child. Hehe, a test product made by the two of them back then. It's said that he's a very interesting guy."
After saying that, the man pointed to his head.
The woman smiled slightly. She did not need to hide anything in front of this man. She said directly, "He's indeed a little crazy. Because he couldn't stop me from taking the tombstones out, he was going to smash all the tombstones in the Land of Proving Dao."
"Oh … Hehehe." The man laughed. "Have you ever experienced despair?"
"Of course."
The world of stories was often filled with despair.
"And he grew up in despair," the man said with a smile. The man said with a smile, "In fact, your current strength isn't any weaker than a Dao Confirmer, but you can't cross that hurdle. Perhaps you can learn from him.
The higher we go, the more we think of ourselves as gods, the more we think of ourselves as nobles. In reality, the higher our strength, the higher our chances of survival in the story world. But in essence, we are worse than ordinary people. The higher we go, the easier it is for us to forget that we are just a group of fugitives. "
"You mean, he was actually betting with me at that time?"
"Maybe. Maybe you persisted until the end, but he was the one who gave in first."
The woman was silent for a while. "There are a few Indians over there. Aren't you going to go down?"
"I'll wait for a while." The man was still sitting on the grass, looking very calm.
"Wait for them to seriously injure those two people … or even kill them?" The woman seemed to know about Zhao Bianan's background. In fact, the woman and Zhao Bianan were from the same era. It was just that Zhao Bianan had already proven his Dao, while she was still stuck there. In some stories about the state of mind, the broadcast would often torture you with the most unbearable past. Therefore, it was difficult for the secrets between people from the same era to be considered secrets.
"Why do you say that?" Zhao Bianan looked at the woman in confusion. "Chen Ru, I'm surprised that you think so."
"I'm not surprised because we know each other very well." The woman's name was Chen Ru. "I can understand your resentment towards that country. Maybe it's because of the restrictions of the broadcast, or maybe it's because you don't want to transfer your anger to the ordinary Indians. The latter is more likely.
However, I feel that the audience from India seems to be a good outlet for your anger.
You don't have any psychological burden when you attack them. In fact, if they cross the line and cause trouble, as one of the big shots guarding the southwest, you have a reason to attack them. "
"Why do you say that I deliberately waited for those people to die before attacking?" Zhao Bianan asked.
"Because then, you have a reason to kill them, not just expel them," Chen Ru replied. "Moreover, isn't the reason why you haven't made a move now because you're waiting for that moment?"
Zhao Bianan shook his head. "Perhaps this is the reason why you haven't advanced yet. Sometimes, it's too easy to be blinded by a single leaf. I'm sitting here waiting not because I want to wait for those Indian Bodhisattvas to commit manslaughter to give me a reason to punish them. I just feel that it's not time for me to make a move yet. After all, fighting with opponents of the same level is also a very valuable experience for those people."
"Why?" Chen Ru clearly could not understand.
"Why?" At this moment, Zhao Bian 'an slowly stood up. He had already predicted that the situation was beginning to tilt in his favor. "The reason is very simple. You should know that my grandfather died in 1962 in the self-defense counterattack against India. My father also died later on at the border of southern Tibet. Why did they die?
It was for nothing more than to be able to block the enemy in front of the country and keep the enemy outside the country's gates.
If it was an audience from another country, I probably wouldn't bother to pay attention to it, nor would I bother to be a good person. I wouldn't even have the interest to help. But since it's an Indian this time …
"Can I just watch them cross the border to kidnap our own people or kill our own people?
"Although this reason is very childish for people at our level, since we're alive, we have to persist in something."
As soon as he finished speaking …
Zhao Bianan's figure disappeared from where he stood.
Only Chen Ru was still standing there with a thoughtful look on her face.
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