The ghosts of the private army were silent for a moment, no one knew what happened or what was about to happen.
The thirteen monks remained calm as usual, but a slight smile appeared on Monk Fang Ming's face. As expected, he saw the right person. Fang Ming thought that if his eyes were not blinded by power, he must have great concentration.
Si You stared at Chen Yi, as if he wanted to see a flower on his face. Si You's intention was very simple, he just wanted Chen Yi to tell a reason.
Zhuang Duan's face turned a little gray. This play was actually directed by himself. He originally wanted to support Chen Yi as the king, so that his brothers could also benefit from it or be more motivated, but he didn't expect this flattery.
But I took the photo in the wrong place.
Chen Yi paused for a while, feeling that his attitude was too bad. Generally speaking, these people still have good intentions. He shouldn't make people feel cold. His face softened slightly, but he still said seriously:
"I want to solemnly tell everyone that not only today, but also at any time in the future, I will not be the king."[
"What is a king? A king means aloof, and a king means a ruler. I don't want to be a symbol of being aloof. What's the point of being a king? Climb high, and then you will look up to me, but I don't
I can’t see you when I look down. What’s so good about living like this? You know, in my heart, you, you, you, and you are all my brothers and sisters. We are equal, do you understand? I don’t
I am willing to be a king because I am one of you."
Chen Yi spoke in one breath, without even taking a breath, which shocked everyone in the private army. Chen Yi's ideas were completely beyond their understanding. What is equality? How do they know what equality is?
, in their hearts, some people are born to be superior to others, such as Chen Yi, who should be superior. However, although the word Chen Yi mentioned made them feel unfamiliar, it opened a door in their hearts.
.It turns out that there is still such a thing as equality.
Chen Yi took a breath and then said: "You have been enslaved by Shiyan Palace for so many years. Have you ever thought about why they are so superior? I am afraid that the important reason lies in you. Because you subconsciously think that,
Just be slaves
It should be. Those people, those inside the city wall, are born to be there. So if you don’t have the Ten Hells Palace, you must quickly choose someone to be the king, and then support a group of people to enslave you. Only
In this way, you will feel at ease? Right?"
Chen Yi's tone became more and more excited, and he almost screamed: "Wake up, no one is born to lead you or manage you. You are your own masters. You don't need a king.
, what you need is to find yourself!"
"Look at those people inside the high wall. Our purpose is to overthrow them, so why do we need a king? What we need is true freedom to make decisions and be our own masters."
"There has never been a savior..." Chen Yi was stunned after he said this. The word was too familiar, but the concept was too advanced. It might not be in line with the reality, and it also made these ghosts unclear, so they stopped it.
. He stood proudly with his hands on his hips. Facing these thousands of ghosts, he really felt like he hated iron for not being able to become steel.
Si You waited for Chen Yi to stop speaking, then stepped forward and asked timidly: "Sir, you have said so much, and I only understand it a little bit. We all have to be our own masters, so what should we call you, sir?"
What about you?"
"Haha, in fact, my status has a very good title, called mentor. I will guide you to enter the door of equality and freedom. You call me mentor, but it is just right." Chen Yi had a flash of inspiration, but said casually
gave an answer.
"Teacher..." Si You said this word over and over again, finding it both fresh and interesting.
"Teacher...", the thirteen ascetics' eyes lit up, they walked out from the pile of ghosts, put their hands together and saluted, and they were more convinced of Chen Yi's status. They are all people with spiritual pursuits, and they are leaders in Chen Yi's thoughts.
, but they attach great importance to it. If the previous teachings of the thirteen monks were just to keep their promises to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, then now they have truly regarded Chen Yi as their guide.
"Teacher", Zhuang Duan raised his hands and shouted seriously. Why didn't he understand that this bald man had strength and ideas, so he must be the key figure to change the ghost world. He was originally the leader among the slave ghosts, and of course he had been the leader since Chen
There is more meaning in Yi's words. The ghost world is about to change. Only by following Chen Yi closely can he have a good future.
As for these many private army sergeants, they heard one sentence, and the only one that resounded loudly in their hearts was, "Be your own master." They stood in silence, thought in silence, and chose in silence.
Chen Yi knew that it would take a long time to completely change the minds of these people. It is like a person becoming dependent on a certain drug. If he wants to quit, he has to take his time. It is also like a child who is accustomed to relying on his parents.
He is not used to it when his parents are not around.
"You have the right to remain silent. I believe that you will either die in silence or explode in silence. I like the silent private army. I believe that you remain silent in order to accumulate strength," Chen Yi shouted forcefully.
The private soldiers raised their heads one after another. They finally knew that Chen Yi's resignation as king was not to abandon them, but to be with everyone, and for a further goal.
"Then, let us kill in silence and kill those bastards in the Ten Hells Palace who have been tyrannizing over us for a long time. For the sake of freedom, equality, and dignity, let us kill them!" Chen Yi felt something in his heart and almost roared.
.
No one in the private army made a sound, gathering momentum in silence, but the fighting spirit in the air was so thick it was almost suffocating.
Zhuang Duan turned around, Si You turned around, and the Thirteen Ascetics turned around. The small leaders at all levels performed their duties. The faint sound of orders from the whole team came to mind. The sergeants of the private army stood facing each other in silence, forming a neat formation.
Chen Yi jumped in the air and looked at the neat and silent private army. The formation was filled with murderous intent and a steely strength was faintly revealed. He was very satisfied. This is the iron-blooded team he wants. This is what he wants.
We need a thoughtful and disciplined team. Only when every individual in the team understands why they are fighting can they show their best strength, just like now.[
Chen Yi looked at everyone, nodded vigorously, and pointed at the majestic Ten Hell Hall with his hand.
The private army moved forward uniformly and silently, without any panic.
The alarm bells were ringing in the Ten Hells Palace, and all kinds of ghosts were flying up and down in panic, arranging various weapons. The City King walked out of the inner hall, flew high, and looked at the approaching private army from a distance.