Chapter 707 Self-humiliation of fellow travelers
The carriage is really slow.
And because he can only run on the ground, he has to go around the mountains.
During the journey, Shen Han chatted with his companions on the carriage.
The naming of the realm of strength in this world is completely different from that of the Wei Dynasty.
Just like the current Venerable Mo, he is in a snow-capped mountain realm.
I have never heard of the name realm, and it is difficult to understand its meaning.
Listening to the accompanying people said that Mo Wanshui waved his sword to break the mountain and broke the water.
It’s just that these words are too vague.
Just listening to these descriptions, it is really difficult to know his true strength.
The carriage traveled for almost a day, a full twelve hours.
The journey was bumpy, and some of the people traveling with us who were not in good health even looked pale.
Getting off the carriage, there was a high mountain in front of us.
“The location where Master Mo lives is on that hillside.
To show respect, we will walk the rest of the way. "
The leader is still the palace steward.
His tone was still polite.
But looking at the rugged mountain roads, many people can’t stand it.
Horse carriages cannot travel on this kind of mountain road.
Whether it’s to show respect or not, you can only walk up there.
The carriages so far away are already occupied, and even if the people present can't bear it, they are not willing to give up at this time.
All the way up, maybe because there are more people walking.
These mountain roads are actually much easier to walk than expected.
Shen Han followed the others all the way up, his brows furrowed.
The reason why Shen Han frowned was not because he was worried about how to persuade Mo Wanshui to come out.
But he has doubts about the cultivation strength of this world.
Speaking of which, I have never seen a practitioner take action here.
Their strength has always been a mystery.
After thinking about it all the way, Shen Han finally convinced himself.
There is that kind of powerful oppression between heaven and earth.
Even if their strength is average, it shows that they have some ability to resist the suppression of this world.
Maybe the method is not too clever, but at least it can give yourself some inspiration.
We walked for two hours and rested for a quarter of an hour.
The crowd did not reach the top of the mountain, but stopped halfway up the mountain.
“Further up is Venerable Mo’s small courtyard, where everyone should take care of their appearance and pay attention to it.
His head is also buried. Venerable Mo doesn't like others to look directly at him. "
The palace steward has been here countless times and has already gained experience.
When everyone heard the words, they bowed their heads in obedience.
Continuing upward, a huge stone tablet was erected on the hillside not far away.
There are three words engraved on the stele: [Waiting to Die Slope]
The name of this place is a bit strange.
It seems that nothing in the world can touch this Venerable Mo.
All he has left is to wait for death.
Shen Han glanced at it and continued walking behind the others.
After crossing a bamboo forest, they saw a small courtyard appearing in front of everyone.
When he first saw the small courtyard, Shen Han felt something was wrong.
The eaves of this small courtyard are too high.
Before Shen Han could ask, the person walking next to him couldn't help but speak.
“Sir, the roof of this courtyard seems to be higher than Prince Cheng’s palace.”
In countries ruled by imperial power, the height of the palace where one lives is a symbol of status.
If the royal palace is built to thirty feet, then other palaces and gardens can only be built to twenty-nine feet at most.
Mo Wanshui's small courtyard was originally built on the mountainside, and the height of the eaves was obviously higher than that of the palace.
The palace steward on the side just chuckled: "Who calls him Mo Wanshui? He wants to make the eaves three feet higher, and I'm afraid no one will stop him.
If you have his abilities, you can do the same. "
Rules are used to restrict ordinary people, but for strong men like Mo Wanshui, these rules are like the fog on the bronze mirror, which will disappear once you wipe it.
These words also made everyone around him look forward to the path of cultivation.
It’s just that the closer they get, the more confused everyone becomes.
The status of Mo Wanshui seems to be no lower than that of Prince Cheng.
If you want to persuade him to come out of the mountain, the methods used by everyone will probably be difficult.
Especially some people who want to persuade Mo Wanshui with words.
But from the moment I saw the small courtyard, my heart was already trembling.
This Mo Wanshui is not a mountain man at all.
They themselves are not knowledgeable enough, and it is simply impossible for them to impress others with their words.
Now that we have walked outside someone else's small courtyard, we can only bite the bullet and go there.
After walking for a while again, everyone arrived at the entrance of the small courtyard.
Before anyone could get closer, a child dressed as a book boy walked out of the courtyard.
“The Venerable is on the hillside on the east side, not in the courtyard.”
Probably because he has seen many people who come to visit him, this book boy is not afraid of life at all.
When he saw the crowd, he replied calmly.
The palace steward who was walking at the front saluted the book boy and then asked.
“I wonder why Your Majesty went to the hillside. How long will it take to return to the hospital?”
“The Lord said he went there to die, and when he died, he would come back.”
With a strange remark, the child ignored everyone.
He turned around and returned to the yard.
When did you die and when did you come back?
These words made the people present a little confused.
How can you come back if you die?
These ethereal words are even more worrying when they come out.
However, some people feel that they have figured out Mo Wanshui's pulse and have some ideas in their minds.
“My dear friend, I wonder if I could ask you to lead the way so that we can meet Master Mo.”
The steward of the palace shouted towards the courtyard, and after a moment, the book boy actually came out.
And the steward of the palace also very wisely presented a child's plaything.
Taking the toy, the bookboy's face also showed a touch of joy.
Then he walked in front to lead the way, leading everyone forward.
I don’t know when Mo Wanshui will come back, so I can only go to the east hillside.
It is impossible to wait here forever.
The important matters in Prince Cheng's palace are approaching, so we must do it as soon as possible.
Led by the steward of the palace, everyone walked towards the east again.
During the journey, Shen Han was also a little unsure.
This Venerable Mo's words are full of ethereal words, which sound very profound.
It seems like there is no enemy in the world, but only waiting for death.
Always reveals a sense of loneliness.
Shen Han is really curious now about the true strength of this venerable person.
I don’t know where he has reached and what state he has reached.
How strong is the so-called snow mountain realm?
The mountain road was rugged and we walked for another hour.
During this hour, the palace steward continued to emphasize to everyone.
“This time, everyone is advancing and retreating together to complete the mission together.
Don’t mess with each other just for the sake of success.
As long as we succeed today, all of us will be rewarded by the prince.
Must cooperate with each other. "
Hearing this, everyone nodded.
Not long after, everyone reached a hillside that was not too steep.
Summer is almost here, and the hillside is covered with small white flowers, making it look full of life.
On the hillside, a slovenly-looking middle-aged man was squatting.
Hold a broken knife in his hand, and the broken knife was stained with rust.
【Broken long knife】This is just a broken knife, and there is no other doorway.
“Venerable.”
The palace steward who was walking at the front bowed slightly and spoke.
Mo Wanshui didn't even turn his head.
The book boy walked forward cautiously, as if to avoid stepping on the flowers and plants.
He then approached Mo Wanshui. He didn’t know what Mo Wanshui said, but no one could hear him clearly.
The next moment, the book boy "shushed" everyone, signaling for everyone to be quiet.
After being hissed like this, no one said anything.
“His Holiness said, please speak softly and don’t disturb those flowers and plants waiting to die.
Of all things in the world, death is the most important thing. "
The book boy said in that childish voice.
But because Mo Wanshui beside him actually showed some majesty first.
“Sir, this is a big rooster roasted in a secret method from Shanyang.
Try it, Your Majesty, you should like the taste. "
Before others could deliver the roasted chicken, the palace steward handed over the food first.
The book boy took the roast chicken and brought it to Mo Wanshui.
Mo Wanshui took it, without even rubbing it with his dirty hands. He opened the package, tore off the chicken legs and started eating.
But, he still didn’t look at everyone.
When people around him saw this, some started to come forward.
“Your Majesty, we are here this time to ask you to come out and do a big thing.”
The first sentence is nonsense. So many people have come to see Mo Wanshui. How could he not know that they came to beg him?
The book boy came next to Mo Wanshui and acted as a microphone.
Before he could finish speaking, the book boy spoke: "His Holiness said, you are like a piece of dog dung, so you should stop talking."
In words, he directly said that he was a piece of dog excrement.
This curse obviously frightened the speaker.
In a moment, his face turned red.
Mingming thought about a lot of things, but they were all interrupted by these words.
The palace steward hurriedly stepped forward and pulled him back.
I was afraid that he would get impatient and say some nonsense, which would anger Mo Wanshui.
The only sound left was the sound of Mo Wanshui eating meat.
Others were frightened by his words and didn't know what to say for a while.
Seeing that most of the meat was almost eaten, one of them took a deep breath and stepped forward to speak.
“Your Majesty, you are also a member of our Cangye Kingdom. This time, Prince Cheng’s Mansion invites you to come out of the mountain for the sake of the Cangye Kingdom.
The world has left you and raised you, you have a world-famous talent, you should not repay the favor."
This man seemed to feel that he wanted to provoke Mo Wanshui, and his words were much more intense.
Hearing this, Mo Wanshui still didn't change at all, and he still didn't raise his eyes to look at the speaker.
But the bookboy seemed to have received the instruction and came out again to spread the message: "The Venerable said, you are also a piece of dog dung, so I asked you not to speak."
Two people in a row were called dog excrement by Mo Wanshui.
Such humiliating words are extremely embarrassing.
Prince Cheng’s palace said to the outside world that he was recruiting counselors.
Many of the people who came here were talented people who believed they had some wisdom.
But when I got here, I was directly rated as dog excrement by Mo Wanshui.
This kind of extremely humiliating evaluation is really uncomfortable.
This person obviously wanted to refute, but was immediately pulled behind the crowd by the palace steward next to him.
More than half of the roast chicken in front of Mo Wanshui has been eaten.
The speed at which he eats meat is like a progress bar.
Had he not been convinced during this period, Mo Wanshui would not have sat here and listened to what others had to say.
In the silence, the most tactful person in the group took a step forward.
"Your Majesty, I am just a piece of dog dung. I wonder if I can listen to what I am saying?"
When he said that he was a piece of shit, this person even had a bit of a smile on his face and did not care at all about such self-humiliation.
Hearing these words, Mo Wanguo actually stopped for a moment and turned to look at him.
Seeing this scene, the palace steward's eyes lit up, and he immediately whispered to the people around him:
“He has turned his head, Lord Mo has turned his head!
You are the first to turn His Holiness’s head in such a long time, given the chance! "
The steward's words moved everyone else's hearts.
He opened his mouth to humiliate the man, with even more pride on his face.
He felt that he had stepped on Mo Wanshui's fault. He should not be cautious when facing such a casual and free-spirited person.
The next moment, the book boy received the signal and walked directly in front of him.
“His Holiness asked, are you really a piece of dog dung?”
The boy who listened to the book came to ask questions. The man smiled brighter and nodded repeatedly.
He felt that he was on the right path.
"As the venerable said, I am just a piece of dog dung, I think."
This man humiliated himself and wanted to express his request.
But after the book boy finished asking, he walked up to another person and continued to ask.
“Are you a **** too?”
The person being questioned looked at the palace steward, and then nodded.
“Reply to Your Majesty, I am a piece of dog dung.”
Hearing this answer, Mo Wanshui seemed to get a little interested and stared at everyone.
The group of people around him seemed to be a little excited when they saw Mo Wanshui taking it seriously.
Seeing this scene, Shen Han felt that Mo Wanshui was a little disgusting.
Before, Shen Han felt a little guilty.
After all, others are living in seclusion in the mountains, so it is wrong to come and disturb them.
But this Mo Wanshui seems to have some evil intentions and is enjoying humiliating everyone.
He does not exclude others from asking him to come out, but rather enjoys the process of humiliating others.
After the book boy asked one question, he continued to ask the next one.
His problem is still the same.
In order to beg him to come out, a group of people chose to compromise.
I feel unwilling in every possible way, but I still humiliate myself.
The Venerable Mo seemed to be really amused when he heard everyone's answers.
As I kept asking, the first few people chose to humiliate themselves.
Until he was in front of Shen Han, the book boy still asked in that childish voice: "What about you? Is it a piece of dog poop?"
"I am human."
Shen Han has no interest in humiliating himself. There is nothing to gain here, just change the place.
I did not place all my hopes on Prince Cheng’s Mansion.
Cangye Country was originally a small country. There was nothing to gain here, but there were many places to go.
Hearing Shen Han's answer, everyone else around him was stunned for a moment.
They were very worried because with Shen Han's answer, everything was in vain.
The smooth man glared at Shen Han, and then looked at Mo Wanshui with a flattering expression.
“Your Majesty, you see we are all here, can you please take a trip out of the mountain for our sake?
Prince Cheng’s Mansion has already prepared various delicacies, and the roast chicken chefs around him have also invited them to the house to treat you.”
The book boy walked to Mo Wanshui's side and listened to his master's orders.
Although Mo Wanshui was somewhat interested in seeing them humiliating themselves, it did not mean that he would agree to these requests.
Soon, the book boy walked in front of everyone again.
“The venerable master said that he lived here so deeply that he never came out of the mountain even if the prince came in person.
If your pile of dog excrement invites His Holiness to move, wouldn’t it mean that those princes are worse than dog excrement?
Therefore, Your Majesty will not follow you."
The book boy patiently passed on the message. After finishing what he said, he seemed to be still thinking about what else Mo Wanshui said.
“His Holiness also said that in the past, people were invited to come, but now he actually arranged for a pile of dog excrement to come.
Except for one **** who has a bit of a backbone and refuses to admit it, others are still proud of their status as shit.
Your Majesty, I look down upon you."
I thought that if Mo Wanshui took one more look at them, there might be hope.
But now it seems that from the beginning, there was no possibility at all.
At this moment, the expressions of everyone present darkened.
Mo Wanshui was just teasing them and watching everyone laugh.
Humiliating oneself and showing weakness is of no use to him.
On the contrary, he has to endure even more intense humiliation.
(End of this chapter)