Lan Mu remembered a joke he had heard before. Planting a girlfriend in spring and harvesting a group of girlfriends in autumn …
"Well … I finally understand why I need to apply for a wife. What do you mean by a group of mature women …"
Lan Mu did not look through the quilt when he scanned with his spiritual power. Now that he thought about it, could it be that they were having sex with the lotus root girls?
Lan Mu watched the king walk to the pond and pointed to a curved pond and said, "Pick one!"
Ben Ba began to choose seriously. The appearance of those women were all top-notch. When they saw Ben Ba approaching, they made strange giggling sounds.
"Giggle …"
Lan Mu's scalp tingled when he heard this. Ben Ba was used to it and chose the one closest to him.
The king said okay and pointed the brush at the woman's eyelids. The woman's empty eyes suddenly lit up and she no longer giggled.
"Go down and carry her up!"
Ben Ba obeyed and immediately jumped into the pond. He extended his hand and groped around, grabbing two lotus roots and pulling them out from the mud. Not long later, the lotus roots were completely pulled out.
The woman was also pulled out of the pond and was carried out by him.
He washed her with water. The lotus root was as white as jade. At first glance, this woman was very good. There were three large lotus leaves on her waist. Her upper body was as delicate as water and her lower body was like a lotus root.
Obviously, this woman could not walk and could only rely on others to carry her.
"Thank you, King!"
The king's face was calm. He pointed to the woman and said, "This woman only has five days to live. Remember to send her back in five days."
Ben Ba thanked him and left. Lan Mu stared blankly at him.
The king watched him leave and went to the lotus pond to choose.
There were not only lotus root girls in the pond, but also normal lotus roots that had not yet grown.
He chose a larger one and sketched the eyebrows on it with a brush.
The king painted it vividly. The lotus root suddenly turned into half a woman. Her eyebrows were quite moving, but her appearance was ordinary. She was not as beautiful as the other lotus root girls.
The king was extremely dissatisfied. He directly threw the giggling lotus root girl to the ground as if he had abandoned her.
He chose another bunch of lotus roots. After thinking about it, he carefully painted it. This time, Lan Mu realized that he was visualizing the woman in his heart through painting.
The king continued to draw a few more, but he was not satisfied with the final lotus root girl.
Because he was using a brush, it was very difficult to realistically depict the appearance he had in mind. Either the nose was a little sunken, the chin was too sharp, or the face was too round.
"The only thing that the brush can perfectly express is the eyes, right? As for the other aspects, it's really hard to draw on the lotus root. Most of the things I materialize are flawed, "Lan Mu thought to himself. He had almost figured out the pen's abilities.
The king drew another one. This time, the lotus root was thick and strong, and the space he drew was much larger. Not long after, a beautiful woman with vivid eyes appeared on the lotus root.
"Hahaha!" The king was very happy. The woman in front of him was very stunning and was a qualified work of art.
He continued to complete his work and began to outline the woman's body and arms.
Soon, the image of the woman gradually became complete, and her figure became voluptuous.
The king planted it in the pond, as if this could continue to maintain the image.
Walking to the pile of abandoned lotus root girls, the king pulled out his knife and cut them into eight pieces. These women with obvious flaws immediately returned to their original forms and became a pile of lotus root pieces that could be used to make soup.
Lan Mu silently watched the king do this. He knew that these lotus root girls were actually not alive.
Or rather, they were not human at all. Their nature was still lotus root, like a doll that was given a human appearance.
The so-called wife was just a beautiful doll, and a half-body doll at that.
Looking at these beautiful lotus root dolls, Lan Mu thought of a thought-provoking question.
"How do you guys have sex? Lotus root girls can't have children, right? "
Lan Mu did not know the specific abilities of the brush, but he guessed that there was a reason why the king only drew half of the body. This gave rise to another question.
"Do you want a beauty with the lower body or a beauty with the upper body …"
"Aiya!"
Lan Mu shook his little head and hurriedly stopped himself from letting his imagination run wild.
"Who cares, can't I just get the brush and test it out myself?"
Therefore, Lan Mu extended his spiritual power and instantly shook the king's soul.
However, nothing happened to the king, and he prepared to leave.
"What! No soul again? "
Lan Mu was shocked. This was not the first time he encountered this.
The same thing happened when he dealt with Qu Bo and Jackal No.4.
It made sense that Jackal No.4 did not have a soul because it was created. It was normal for androids to have no soul.
However, Qu Bo did not have a soul either. There was only one explanation. He was not naturally born. He was an android!
"Is this king also an android?"
"Qu Bo is an android, and he can use cloning technology … Where did you guys get cloning technology?"
Lan Mu was suddenly stunned. He stared at the brush and realized something.
"Could it be that the king was created by someone with a brush? He is a derivative, so he does not have a soul … "
"Who is it?"
Lan Mu could not figure it out, but he temporarily suppressed his doubts.
"Since I can't knock him out, I'll just sneak away with the brush."
He quietly followed behind the king. With his small mouse body, he was able to follow the king inconspicuously.
The king walked into the back of the palace and was about to use the bronze mirror to do something.
"Ah! How dare you! "
The king looked at the empty wall in shock. The bronze mirror had disappeared!
He had ruled the Shambhala Secret Realm for more than a thousand years, and no one had dared to enter the Buddha's secret room. This was because everyone here was full of reverence for the Buddha, including the king. He used the strategy of fooling the people to let the Shambhala people live numbly and feed them like rice worms.
After a long time, everyone became accustomed to worshipping the king and the Buddha and living 'happily'.
It was impossible for anyone to cross the line. Even if someone had the slightest idea, he would be able to see it through the bronze mirror and nip it in the bud.
"Guards! Guards! "
The king rushed out of the back of the palace and summoned the guards nearby.
"Capture everyone in the palace! Also, go and get Benba back! If there are any suspicious people nearby, bring them back too. "
The guards obeyed the order, but the king still frowned.
His bronze mirror had been lost. This had not happened in Shambhala for more than a thousand years.
The outsiders who had entered Shambhala in the past few hundred years had also been easily suppressed and eliminated by him. The rest of the people who had surrendered to him on the surface were scattered in various residential areas. From time to time, he would use the bronze mirror to observe. Once there were signs of rebellion, he would suppress them in advance.
In the end, he never expected that his bronze mirror would be stolen!
"Damn it! It must be those people from Misery! "
"Go! Capture all the people from Misery! Whether it is 80 years ago or recent years, including the seven people who came in a few days ago, I will bring them all back! "
"Those who resist will go to hell!"
When the guards heard the last sentence, they did not show any emotion. They were guarding the palace and the king, and this thought was almost imprinted in their minds.
Lan Mu frowned. It seemed that he had dragged a lot of people into this mess. Everyone who came from the outside world would be dragged into this mess. Fang Moqi and the others would definitely be dragged into this mess. He just didn't know if they would resist.
"They will definitely resist, right? These guards are so cold, but I don't know how strong they are … "
"Mental Shock!"
Lan Mu's thought swept through all the guards, but they did not change their expressions and quickly left the palace.
"Hiss!"
"There are so many guards, and none of them were born naturally?"
"Damn it! How many people were created in Shambhala? "
Lan Mu suddenly realized that Shambhala did not lack anything except women.
Therefore, when they married their wives, they used lotus root girls as substitutes.
But what about giving birth? Lotus root girls could not give birth, and the king also said that they only had five days to live.
"I understand … Most of the people in Shambhala … were created artificially …"
"Just like the king, the guards, and the numb people."
"Then the next generation … is also man-made?"
"A thousand years ago, there were many natural people. After hundreds of thousands of years, there were no balanced women. This country has been ruled by man-made creatures."
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
