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857: All the Lords, I don’t dare to agree (Part 2) [Please ask for monthly tickets](2/2)

Uncle Lin Si would look at the old man from time to time, his small eyes filled with endless curiosity. Shaobai received his signal and became considerate as a soundtrack: "The teacher is so awesome!"

The old man sneered: "It's not that the teacher is great."

He also said: "It's them who are afraid of death."

Back at the temporary residence and facing the four curious babies, the old man had to say in detail: "This matter starts with the disaster of the Wu Kingdom Gu in many years ago. At that time, the world was in chaos, and the king of the Wu Kingdom tried to use Gu to control the army and unify the mainland. As a result, such a powerful existence collapsed overnight. Although the Wu Kingdom was destroyed, it left a lot of trouble. Those Gu insects reproduced with human nutrients..."

In eight years, it swept through almost half of the continent, only one step away from the unified continent, but it ended up being subverted overnight.

After the subversion, these insects were completely out of control.

Uncle Lin Si is also familiar with history.

He said: "No, history books do not record this."

Shaobai refining so many insects in front of him, and he also had a superficial understanding of this mysterious thing and knew how terrible they would be once they got out of control. There is no such record in history books.

The old man Dandan said: "I'm controlled."

Uncle Lin Si asked: "How to control it?"

The old man sneered: "Almost all the elites of the Gongxi tribe, including the five generations of high priests... those who survived suffered severe damage to varying degrees. They have been unable to recover their vitality for more than a hundred years, otherwise how could they be destroyed by the clown on the jumping beam?"

Everyone took a breath when they heard this.

"Five generations of high priests?"

Uncle Lin subconsciously looked at Shaobai.

Isn’t this profession a successor?

The old man saw his doubts: “Look at God’s meaning.”

The high priest did not work until he died when he took office. He usually changed his term after ten or twenty years. Gods also liked fresh faces.

In this world, only the high priests of the Gongxi tribe are best connected with the Gu worms. They have been bathed in divine light and are the most irresistible existences of the Gu worms. In order to suppress the Gu worms, the five high priests could only choose to feed the Gu with their bodies.

The Gongxi tribe has since withered.

The old man said: "The ancestors of Qiguo are a branch that was divided from the Wu Kingdom, and they received the favors of the ancestors of Gongxi clan..."

If it weren't for Shaobai, I actually didn't want to do this.

Uncle Lin was relished and sighed when he knew the ending. He then tensed up: "Has Shaobai's identity been exposed? Shaobai is the high priest..."

Wu Kingdom, that is the dream of many superiors.

The secret of the Gu insect is controlled by Shaobai.

The king of Qiguo will not be moved?

The old man didn't care: "What are you afraid of? If they are kind to Shaobai, they will win over you, and they will be able to bear the benefits; if they don't have any eyes and think of any tricks, they will die together. The high priest of the Gongxi tribe is just a single seedling."

The implication is that if you are not afraid of death, you will continue to fight the insect. Once you lose control, no one will wipe your butt, all the creatures on the mainland will be buried together. It just so happens that they are neatly arranged and will continue to fight. The king of Qiguo knows their identities and it is too late to provide for them.

Uncle Lin Si asked again: "Then your original connection?"

The old man said: "I have been an official for decades and have dealt with more people than you have eaten salt. Is this necessary to explain?"

Uncle Lin: “…”

In the middle of the night, Shaobai suddenly woke up.

"Teacher, someone is peeking at A Yan--"

It was an indescribable and weird feeling. There seemed to be eyes staring at him in the darkness, and he was so scared.

The old man opened the window with no expression on his face, and no one was there.

He said to the air: "I wonder which old senior is here? But A Yan is just a child. If you scare him, it will be of no benefit to you Qiguo. Please think about it!"

After these words, Shaobai didn't feel like he was being peeped when he went to bed again. When the old man learned about this, he was only ridiculed.

He said disdainfully: "An old thing who is afraid of death."

Shaobai looked at him inexplicably: "What?"

The old man: "It's nothing. My teacher just suddenly remembered that there are still some immortal ghosts in this world. They are afraid of death and like to peep at children like you in the middle of the night. Next time, you will feel this way, don't spoil it, you have to scold."

"scold?"

The old man nodded: "They are most afraid of this."

Shaobai nodded in confusion: "Oh."

On the second day, Shaobai continued to study in the academy.

Half a day after he left, an old man with a long hair and a fairy-like appearance appeared in his home. His breath was as restrained as an ordinary person.

This man looked at the old man, and the old man looked at him silently.

"For more than a hundred years, you have finally come."
Chapter completed!
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