Asylum on Earth [Unlimited Stream]

Chapter 159 The Master Who Slashed With a Knife

In Chunjun's eyes, Ou Yezi, their pavilion master, has always been a very strange guy.For example, he claimed to study garden landscape design, but in fact he knew nothing about architecture. The main hall he designed himself was blown down three times by strong winds, which greatly affected the tourism industry of Jiange for a period of time.

For another example, Ou Yezi claimed to be full of poetry and books, but in fact, he would fall headlong on the imperial concubine's couch after reading three pages of books.Every day I sleep until I get up early in the morning, chat and fart all afternoon, pick my feet and fish for fish, waste time until I have dinner, drink two or two small wines, and I am happy to go to bed again, which is more healthy than a thousand-year-old bastard.Or go to go drink and play cards with generals, or go out to find friends like Lu Zhiqiong, just like a big bastard.

In terms of advantages, he is well-deserved as the best swordsmith in the world, and all ten swords of Jiange come from him.Chunjun has seen him when he was refining swords: he threw countless high-grade tools into the furnace without blinking, and smelted boiling molten iron. He was holding the hammer, his naked upper body was sweating, and his skin was shining with the color of bronze. His eyes were red and his teeth were clenched, as if he was smashing his life into the sword.

The swords he refined became better and better, and the best one was Chengying.However, he could never be satisfied, and kept chanting the same sentence obsessively all day long: Not enough, not enough, the fate has not yet come...

What is the fate of the swordsmith?

To die for the sword.

They all knew the answer, so everyone wanted Ou Yezi to be a heartless bastard forever.Just over half a year ago, Ou Yezi suddenly disappeared without a word. Fortunately, the presence of him had little effect, and the Jiange operated as usual, but a few senior disciples added a lot of anxiety.

Knowing Ou Yezi's status as an archangel, Chun Jun wasn't even surprised. Some people are born to be extraordinary, so why not be a big villain?Now that he hears that Ou Yezi's goal is to kill the abandoned baby, and look like a double agent in the angel team, Chun Jun is still very relieved to think: Pavilion Master, it is you!He looked like Qin Hui on the outside, but he was Yue Fei on the inside. He really wanted to take off the tattered cloth shirt to see if there were four big characters "serving the country with all sincerity" engraved on the back.

However, Yin Cheng does not have such a broad mind as him, and his voice was full of anger, "What do you mean?"

"Haha," Ou Yezi smiled heartily, "Come with me."

After finishing speaking, he pushed open a door on the top, and sunlight poured down like water.Only then did Chun Jun realize that they had reached the top.On the top of the four-sided platform, there are two temples facing each other. They are both built of pure white bricks. They are magnificent and dignified, and they are built to fully cater to the lofty definition of "god" that humans have.The beams and columns are decorated with golden carvings, and the symbol of the temple is a perfect sun on one side and a crescent moon on the other.

"What you see now is the core of the prison." Ou Yezi pointed to the side of the sun, "This is the temple that controls all the time and space of the prison, and it is also the residence of abandoned babies."

"Is the abandoned baby in there now?" Chun Jun couldn't help feeling tons of pressure.

"Normally during the day, she has to go to work," Ou Yezi said, "But it's not certain, after all, she also decides the holidays."

"What about this side?" Chun Jun looked to the side of the moon.

"This is the temple that governs all matter," Ou Yezi said. "It is said that another god lived there, but I have never seen him. All matter in the prison, including our bodies, originated from here."

Following Ou Yezi's footsteps, they walked through the silent porch into the hall.Through the carved and hollowed-out dome, the sky appears more lofty and silhouetted.On both sides of the promenade are flower gardens, full of flowers of the four seasons, which are extremely lively and bright.It's a pity that you can't even see a butterfly or bee here, and you can't hear a bird's song. The more you look at it, the more false and prosperous it becomes, like a prosperous and blurred kingdom of the dead.

"It's been so long since you've been in Paradise, you should have already felt it," Ou Yezi sat down on the bench in the corridor, "The cities here are so magnificently built, and each one is beautiful, brand new and upright, much better than any other city outside. Both. Have you ever wondered what it was built for?"

"Cities," Chunjun said, "are naturally meant to be lived in. But there are no other living things here except a few rats in the gutter and a group of angels."

"You're right, the city was built to be lived in," Ou Yezi's expression became serious, "soon, its 'residents' will arrive."

"What exactly are the residents you're talking about?" Chun Jun asked.

"Follow me." Ou Yezi continued to walk forward. They had already reached the gate of the Crescent Moon Temple, and they walked in without encountering any guards or organs.Gradually, Chunjun heard a lot of small sounds in his ears, the sound of wriggling, the sound of rushing, the sound of joints colliding...

Ou Yezi pushed open the heavy door, and the sounds were immediately amplified hundreds of times. Chun Jun froze in place, too shocked to speak: he saw a huge and boundless factory, and a major product of the factory was human beings.

Looking around, the hall was so big that there was no end in sight, and a boiling black water river spread out in front of it, which evenly divided the interior of the temple into two halves.Above the Blackwater River, there is a pale crescent moon floating. It is composed of countless dancing light strings, and its brilliance illuminates the entire palace—no, it can’t even be called light, but countless curved strings. Flooded in this endless space, people have the illusion of being illuminated by light.

On the right side of the Heishui River is a kingdom of flesh. The wall is made of bright red flesh, which is still breathing rhythmically. From these flesh, there are countless umbilical cords, which are connected with things that look like tumors. Jun immediately recognized that it was the "white boat" that Bai Jianxiao had brought out from the game, that is, the genital cavity.From the gap in the genital cavity, angels climbed out in an orderly manner, and then jumped into the tumbling black water river in the middle.

Those flesh and bones were displayed bloody in front of him, but Chunjun unexpectedly didn't feel sick, as if he got into the belly of the god, witnessed the birth of life, and participated in the magical creation.Until Yin Cheng suddenly reminded him: "Wall."

Chun Jun looked at the wall subconsciously, and his heartbeat soared to 200.There was a layer of translucent red meat film, densely packed with human faces, arranged from his eyes to the infinite distance.These people are even still alive, thrashing and struggling unconsciously - that's why the flesh wall is constantly pulsating.And Chunjun also noticed that the person in the wall is not an angel, there is no halo on the head and no wings behind, it is a human being exactly like him.

He held back the fuck in his heart, turned his head and looked to the other side, the other side of the Heishui River was a completely different world, with a solemn pure white dome and clean walls, and transparent glass jars lined up on the ground, Each one is connected to a pipe.

"Brother, do you think these glass jars are similar to yours?" Chun Jun said to Yin Cheng.

Yin Cheng just stared there blankly, without saying a word, since he came in he has been acting weird.

After they had seen enough, Ou Yezi opened his mouth and said, "In Paradise, this temple is also called the 'Land of Nirvana'. Here you can fabricate your appearance as you like in games, like this."

To demonstrate, Ou Yezi extended his right hand to his left shoulder, unscrewed his left arm with a "click", and swung it back and forth like a golf club.

Chun Jun was dumbfounded, and when he took a closer look, Ou Yezi's left shoulder was cut neatly, and not a single drop of blood came out.

"For example, this arm was cut just now, I don't want it anymore," Ou Yezi said casually, throwing his left arm into the black pool, and then raised one hand up as if praying to the moon. The strings condensed toward him, forming a brand new and complete arm.

Ou Yezi looked at it for a while, and found that the muscles of the new arm were full and firm, the skin was smooth and juicy, and of high quality, so he pressed it on his left shoulder and put it on again.He moved his hands flexibly, except for the slight difference in the color and roughness of the two sides, it was completely unrecognizable that it was a new hand.

Chun Jun was dumbfounded, is this a Lego toy, or a detachable figure?No, wait, this must be the specification of the Creator God!

"For another example, if you are dissatisfied with your appearance - Chun Jun, don't look at me like that, don't you think you are not handsome enough?" Ou Yezi narcissistically stroked the stubble on his face.

"Not really." Chun Jun replied sincerely.

"I despise you!" Ou Yezi gave him a middle finger, and slowly stroked his face with his palm, those strings gathered together again, covering his face like a mask.After he took his hand away, Chun Jun noticed that the lines of his cheeks became more rigid, and his nose became more straight, just like the "sharp face" written in the novel.

"How about it, isn't it a little more handsome?" Ou Yezi narcissistically took a sword and looked in the mirror.

"How did you do that?" Junjun asked.

"As long as you practice, anyone can learn it. It's not difficult." Ou Yezi adjusted his crooked nose again, "In Paradise, this temple is also called the place of Nirvana. If you still have breath, you can heal instantly here. If you have nothing to do and are dissatisfied with yourself, you can change it at any time..."

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." Yin Cheng coldly interrupted his endless nonsense.

"Yes, if an abandoned baby finds out, he'll be dead haha," Ou Yezi laughed out loud, "so generally no one dares to come to this place."

"Don't waste time, what do you mean by 'resident'?" Yin Cheng asked.

"Don't be impatient, listen to me slowly. You have already seen that this temple is actually a workshop for manufacturing humans. All the angels and humans in the prison were born here. For example, you, Chunjun, You just moved into a beach house in Sicily and were about to carry out an assassination, but the angel took you away. Your body was alone in the swimming pool, but your soul was gone, until you woke up in prison Come and find that three roommates are preparing to welcome you as a newcomer with a punch and kick. Of course you will not be beaten obediently. Although your body is heavy and weak, your skills are still there. You killed three people on the first day in prison, Received the halo of red fame..."

"You're quite clear." Chunjun chuckled, "The master of the hardworking pavilion cares about the lives of his subordinates."

"But have you ever thought about a question, since the only thing brought in by the angel is your soul, where did your body come from?" Ou Yezi turned to Yin Cheng again, "Have you never thought about why you are in the game? Even if the body dies again and again, you are not really dead, only the soul will be hurt?"

Chun Jun and Yin Cheng looked at each other, they did feel doubts, but there are too many doubts in the prison, many times they can only choose to accept it as inevitable pain.

"The answer is, you have already died ten thousand times." Ou Yezi said, "After entering the prison, your souls will enter a 'natal body', which is the one you are using now. After fusion, life and death will be bound. It's fixed. And once you enter the game, your soul will enter a copy body. Although the function is the same as before, it won't hurt your soul too much after being damaged.

"Then, whether it's the original body or the copy body, whether it's the lower and higher angels, or everything in this prison, they all come from this temple and are all produced by this 'moon string'." Ou Yezi responsible Standing with hands together, looking up at the moon, "You and I are essentially no different from the bodies in these fleshy arms."

"Indeed, this can be explained, but why is the setting so complicated?" Chun Jun wondered, "If I have mastered such an artifact, why should I do such a wicked thing?"

"Because energy is conserved, it will not be produced endlessly! Abandoned babies need human spiritual energy to keep the whole world running! You have already discovered that abandoned babies don't want you to die at all, they just want you to keep entering the game, forever Kill each other endlessly, and then she will sit on her throne and enjoy your bloody sacrifice!" Ou Yezi quickly took a few steps forward, putting his hands on the shoulders of the two disciples, his voice trembling with excitement , "Have you seen this black water river? All the spiritual energy absorbed in the game flows here. This is the river where the evil of mankind gathers!"

Yin Cheng and Chun Jun couldn't help but look towards the tumbling river. It was an endless abyss with endless power, and it seemed to be sucked in just by looking at it.

Violence appeared on Ou Yezi's slashed face, and he suddenly reached out and pushed Yin Cheng down the endless river of hell.