Chen Changsheng remained calm and said, "I think so too."
The young man in yellow shirt immediately said: "Such a fairy sword, I am afraid it is not used to kill me. I am really flattered."
When he looked at Chen Changsheng, he seemed to have a playful smile on his face, without any trace of panic.
Chen Changsheng took a sip of wine and said, "Chen is curious as to what gives you such confidence."
The yellow-shirted young man looked into Chen Changsheng's eyes. He smiled and said, "I'm sure you won't kill me."
Those deep eyes stared at Chen Changsheng, as if they were dragging him into the abyss.
Chen Changsheng seemed a little dazed.
A faint smile filled the corners of the young man's mouth.
But he never thought that Mr. Qingshan in front of him suddenly started laughing too.
The young man in yellow shirt paused for a moment while holding the wine cup.
Then he saw Chen Changsheng raise his hand and caress it gently, and the dim light in the other person's eyes suddenly became indifferent.
Chen Changsheng said: "You are just trying to confuse Chen with this little trick. You are looking down on others."
The young man in yellow shirt came back to his senses and said: "As expected of Mr. Chen, he is really powerful."
"Do you recognize Chen?" Chen Changsheng asked.
The young master in yellow shirt said: "The luck of the dragon clan has not improved for hundreds of years. Mr. Chen's words of "Dragon Scripture" have made it rise by as much as 20%. I still know something about such a big thing."
"I never thought that I would be a well-informed monster." Chen Changsheng said.
The young man in yellow shirt felt a little helpless when he heard this. Faced with Chen Changsheng's teasing, he didn't know what to say.
He simply said bluntly: "Sir, you have a profound spiritual practice and have walked in the world of mortals. I think you have the ability to distinguish between good and evil. I would like to ask you for advice."
Chen Changsheng said: "Let's talk."
The young man in yellow shirt immediately said: "In recent years, the world has been in constant disputes, and the great scenery has suffered setbacks one after another. It has become a powerful crossbow. The imperial court forced more than 100,000 troops to serve and transferred them to the border. Although the crisis was relieved, it also caused heavy losses."
"There are only about fifty households in Donglinfang. After excluding the old, weak, sick and disabled, twenty-three men were recruited into the army. Unexpectedly, they were attacked by the Northern Desert just after they reached the border. None of the twenty-three people survived.
Now the bones are still there in the battlefield."
"I would like to ask sir, who are the twenty-three people in Donglinfang?"
Chen Changsheng looked at him without saying anything.
The young man in yellow shirt stood up and continued: "Now I have a group of little demons who have transformed into the twenty-three dead people and come here. When the people in the village see that their children and grandchildren have returned safely, they are all relieved. Their long-awaited realization has come to an end."
Let it go and stop crying every day."
"I asked them to fulfill their filial piety on behalf of their sons. Every once in a while, I would take some of these people's essence and supply it to myself. After the essence recovered a little, I would take it and eat it without harming their lives."
"Although the common people don't know it, in comparison, if the pain of losing a child hits you, it is probably more depressing. With worries day and night, it may be difficult to survive the rest of your life."
The young man in yellow shirt put down his wine glass and looked at Chen Changsheng.
"Mr. Chen, do you think I am doing good or evil?"
Chen Changsheng looked at those eyes and saw that there was no movement in them, and then he spoke.
"There are merchants in the market, bartering with silver, and doing business. How can forced buying and selling be regarded as a rule?"
"How can there be rules in troubled times? Does it mean that the man sitting in the temple has rules by forcefully recruiting more than 100,000 people?"
The young man in yellow shirt said: "Furthermore, good is good, evil is evil, and if it doesn't follow the rules, it must be evil?"
In this troubled and desolate world, many rules have changed from the past when the smoke rose.
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but sigh at the sorrow of this world, and after finishing the glass of wine, he spoke.
"Although it is unreasonable for the Human Emperor to issue a conscription, if the country is destroyed and people are destroyed, and two countries take over, I am afraid that the world will be even more difficult, and then the people will really be in dire straits."
Chen Changsheng paused for a moment, and then said: "Let's talk about good and evil..."
"You are indeed powerful. Chen was really stunned for a moment."
The young man in yellow shirt smiled warmly and said, "Thank you, Mr. Chen."
"You don't get involved in doing good, and you don't harm anyone when you do evil. If we really want to talk about it, it should be neither good nor evil."
Chen Changsheng changed his tone and said: "But you must not forget who killed the city god of Donglinfang and all the evil ghosts and gods."
"So what if I killed him? Could it be that Sir wanted to kill me?"
The young man in yellow shirt asked with a smile, but remained calm.
Chen Changsheng turned his head, and Tingyu Jian also turned around. The sword showed its edge, and a little sword energy surrounded the sword body.
The young man in yellow shirt continued: "If you kill me, the more than 20 families in Donglinfang will really lose their sons. I don't know how many people will cry to death in front of their doors."
Chen Changsheng fell silent. This matter really gave him a headache.
He breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Since you are sensible, why do you need to use this method to practice? Although cannibalism can replenish demon power, if this continues for a long time, it will be difficult to reach the top."
For demons, human essence is the most nourishing, but in the final analysis, such a practice method is unnatural, and a demon punished by heaven cannot achieve Taoism.
"I would like to ask sir, how high is considered high?"
The young man in yellow shirt continued: "No monk or monster in this world has ever seen the peak. The Fox Lord of Yunshan has been practicing for thousands of years, but he has only eight tails. There are tens of thousands of monks in the sky, but has anyone ever seen a true immortal?"
"Why bother practicing hard when there are shortcuts available now?"
"Moreover."
"Gentlemen love money and get it in the right way. I also have the right way. It's me who gives them the opportunity to see their children and grandchildren again. It's me who keeps them from crying to death in front of the door. It's just a little bit of energy. It can be replenished in a few days.
Come back, why not?"
Chen Changsheng has now seen that monsters can attract people's energy and make him speak so righteously.
It wasn't like he was confused. Thinking about it carefully, what the monster said didn't make sense.
Neither good nor evil, this was the first time Chen Changsheng encountered such a thing.
But can you say that he is right about such a thing?
Obviously it's not possible.
Although what the monster said did not make sense, his starting point was originally wrong.
Seeing that Chen Changsheng was silent, Mr. Huang suddenly said, "Mr. Chen is really different."
Chen Changsheng looked at him and asked, "What's the difference in what you said?"
"Ever since your husband stepped into this house, I have known that your husband is different from those immortals in the sky. If not, how could I dare to let you sit down, and how could I tell you so much."
"If it were anyone else, he might have drawn his sword and killed the demon long ago, but Mr. Chen was listening carefully to what I said. He even thought about it carefully and didn't think that I was bewitching him."
Huang Shan raised his cup and said, "They say immortals are ruthless, but sir is actually a sentimental immortal."
He somewhat admired this gentleman. After all, Mr. Chen really listened to him.
"That's quite true."
As Chen Changsheng spoke, he raised his hand and Tingyu Sword fell into his hand.
The young man in yellow shirt paused and asked, "Sir, what do you mean?"
Chen Changsheng held the sword and said: "Chen thought carefully, no matter whether it is good or evil, your starting point is evil after all. Even if you grasp the weakness of human nature, you cannot change this."
The young man in yellow frowned, but soon relaxed.