Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 734

Chapter 734

A new genre?

what?

All four were shocked...

"I call it news!" Lin Su said: "Leave everyone, and soon you will understand the power of it!"

The four left the restaurant with a subversion of the world view, but also their own missions.

Lin Su walked slowly to the window and looked at the starry sky...

News, everyone in this world knows.

They also know how powerful the news is to those in power.

But in this different world, there is no news, only the mansion report. The so-called mansion report is an official report. The official report has a strong will of the superiors. What can be reported and what cannot be reported, and only officials can see it.

Ordinary people have no way to see it. Even if they can see it by chance, it is only the part that the government wants them to see.

Therefore, they have no chance to understand officialdom.

Some people may have a memory, the memory of the officialdom's exposure—that is Lin Su's "Hundred Sins", and he asked the disabled guards to post the "Hundred Sins" all over the street. Overnight, Zhang Wenyuan became notorious and dignified. The Minister of the Ministry of War was dismissed from his post, step by step stepping into the trap that Lin Su had already dug.

There were hundreds of crimes that time, with a shadow of news.

However, it's not really news yet.

Because the identity of the publisher is doubtful, the method is a bit low-handed, and the credibility is not too high, so it is difficult to be elegant.

Although it has all kinds of disadvantages, its power has also made Lu Tian and other high-ranking officials feel chills, because it is the first time they have seen the power of this kind of public opinion war, and they know for the first time that some people who usually don't care about it at all Small things, through public release, quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes.

They worry that Lin Su will use the same method against them.

But today, Lin Su's keynote is clear, that is to use this method.

But the object he chose was no longer the princes of the court, but the object he chose was the Ninth Five Supreme!

It is not so easy to face the Ninety-Five Supreme...

He needs to choose a good entry point, he needs to hit the ground running, he needs to think carefully...

Cool night at the end of April.

The star at the end of April is clear.

In the capital, it was already quiet.

There is a faint sound of silk and bamboo, but it is also very soft...

Lin Su sat by the window for a long time, and a bunch of complicated things gradually became clear...

At this moment, he suddenly felt sensitively that the night was getting quieter, so quiet that there was not a single sound...

Why is it so quiet?

Lin Su suddenly raised his head, the familiar window had changed a lot!

There is no street in the night, no inn opposite, no distant Bailu Mountain, and even no starry sky.

The sky is an eerie blue.

The table in his room was originally a real thing, but at this moment it turned into a painting, not only these things, he accidentally peeped at his sleeve, it turned out to be a painting, even his hands were also a painting.

If anyone else sees this scene, they will definitely think they have seen a ghost. Yes, in this small space, everything seems to be painted. Lin Su, a living person, does not have the breath of a living person at this moment. , he has become a portrait in this world...

In the painting, an old man walks in and slowly enlarges in front of Lin Su. As he walks forward step by step, everything around the old man is torn apart, torn apart like paper, and disappears strangely. It's like an eraser, erasing everything in this painting.

When he came in front of Lin Su, he raised his hand and tore it lightly. It was Lin Su he tore!

Lin Su's clothes had been torn, but the old man stopped suddenly, because at this moment, Lin Su seemed to escape from the painting, he was no longer a painting, but a human being, and he couldn't tear it apart after becoming a human being.

The old man was stunned.

Lin Su's eyes opened.

The two looked at each other silently.

"Peerless Wenxin has played a role, hasn't it?" The old man's voice sounded, echoing strangely in the world of painting.

"It seems to be!"

"Qinglian's number one master is indeed extraordinary!"

Lin Su said: "Sect Master Yinlong, is that right?"

The old man didn't speak...

Lin Su said: "I heard that you have lived for a thousand years?"

"Yes!"

"I heard that ordinary people can't kill you at all?"

"An extraordinary person can't be killed!" The old man smiled lightly.

"I want to try!" Lin Su raised his head slowly.

"You should first think of a way to get out of the literary world of this seat, instead of thinking of something you can't do at all." The old man raised his hand lightly, and Lin Su's surroundings suddenly piled up, like a painting suddenly rolled up. .

This volume, the heaven and the earth form a shaft!

This volume, this space, I call myself the king!

However, Lin Su's finger suddenly stretched out, hissing!

The layered scroll was divided into two, and Lin Su stepped out of the painting space...

The old man's face suddenly changed: "This is..."

A silver light flashed between Lin Su's eyebrows, piercing the sky, and a silver moon appeared in the void...

As soon as the silver moon came out, the entire sky changed color. The original weird blue color turned into a silver moon world.

The old man was moved: "The poem "Manjianghong" handed down from generation to generation!"

Chi!

When the silver moon falls, the old man is divided into two!

The painting space created by the old man has disappeared without a trace...

The inn reappeared, the street returned, and the starlight fell on Lin Su's handsome face, reflecting his unique heroic spirit in his elegance...

However, Lin Su didn't show any complacency on his face.

His brow was even furrowed.

Because the old man who was divided into two parts closed again and stood quietly in front of him...

"What an amazing talent, I really admire it!" The old man's expression was different, and his admiration was not fake at all.

As the sect master of Yinlong, he never made a mistake as long as he made a move, but tonight he missed a move.

Although this trick is only in an instant.

But the message that came out was shocking...

Sect Master Yinlong's literary world is the painting world, but it is completely different from the general painting world.

The difference is that the direction is reversed.

For ordinary painting geniuses, turning the virtual into reality is the highest level, such as Qiushui painting screen, if the fish she painted can swim out of the painting, it will turn virtual into reality. If the fish has spirituality, she will also reach the level of her painting. Tao's highest achievement.

This is probably the ultimate achievement of painting the Tao.

It is difficult for ordinary people to imagine that painting has another direction.

The painting of Suzerain Yinlong is going in another direction. How?He can turn the real world into a painting!

The real table enters the painting world and turns into a painting.

The real house enters the painting world and turns into a painting.

People with flesh and blood enter the painting world and turn into paintings.

This painting has deviated from the direction envisaged by the painting sanctuary, so his painting is not a painting in essence, but a killing technique!

Think about it, when a real person enters the painting world and becomes an ignorant painting, the person dies.

In the millennium-long time span of the Yinlong suzerain, there are few exceptions.

However, when Lin Su had clearly turned into a painting, he reversed course!

This reversal is almost impossible!

There is only one situation that can create this spectacle, and that is the extraordinary ability of Wenxin. Therefore, Sect Master Yinlong immediately concluded that Lin Su possessed a legendary Wenxin.

If this matter is his shock.

The bigger shock was that Lin Su waved his hand lightly, directly tearing his painting world apart.

The master of Yinlong is only half a step away from the quasi-sage, and his literary world is almost equivalent to the weaker quasi-sage's realm.

Who in the world can gently raise his hand and come out?

He couldn't think of anyone in the entire Great Cang—even a master of the Yuantian Realm on the path of cultivation, who would come up with his literary world, and he would definitely not be so understated.

"You are quite admirable!" Lin Su said, "Because you have proved with your actual actions that you are indeed not easy to kill."

"It's not that it's not easy! It's impossible!" The suzerain corrected, and when he mentioned this proud skill, the suzerain regained his confidence.

"Is it really impossible?" Lin Su stared at him coldly.

Haha ...

The suzerain looked up and smiled: "For thousands of years, there are not a few people who have this confusion, but they all have to admit in the end that I am immortal. As long as I am immortal, the people I want to kill will eventually die. This is the first time. It's the second time, I hope you will perform well next time, by the way, from now on, you'd better not sleep, so as not to give me an opportunity to take advantage of it, haha..."

His laughter faded away, and there seemed to be an infinite space between him and Lin Su...

Under Lin Su's eyes, he gradually drifted away...

"Wait a moment!"

After the three words came, the suzerain stopped, and the distance between him and Lin Su no longer widened...

Lin Su said slowly: "As the sect master of Yinlong, doing things for the emperor is also a duty, but do you still remember what kind of explanation was given to you by your first appointment?"

"First appointment? Ji Sheng?" The suzerain asked five words back.

"There is no respect for calling the first monarch by his first name. Lin seems to have guessed your answer!" Lin Su said.

"No need to guess! The answer of this seat can be clearly told to you!" The suzerain said: "Yinlong is only loyal to the current monarch, not to the predecessor! This is the iron rule of Yinlong!"

Lin Su sighed lightly: "I sympathize with you!"

"Sympathy? Haha..." The suzerain laughed, laughing loudly.

"Ordinary people say that being loyal to the king of this generation is stupid loyalty, but it also has a three-point respectable meaning, but you are different. You have lived for a thousand years and experienced 72 generations of kings. The 72 generations of kings have different hearts. To be a king, you must betray the king you were loyal to in the early days. Your whole life is in the name of loyalty, but in fact, betrayal is the normal state of your life. If you are a woman, you are not even as good as a flirtatious bitch; The dog is also quite characterless."

A lot of scolding, dripping with joy, so mean, a bone-deep humiliation!

The suzerain's face was full of dark clouds, and he stared at Lin Su firmly: "You want to dirty my Wen Xin with this dirty trick?"

"Hehe, I'm thinking too much! You are a thousand-year-old dog, and your literary heart is already filthy. What other means can make your literary heart even more filthy?" Lin Su said coldly, "I'm just telling you that you were originally filthy. There is a glimmer of hope to survive, and it is you who closed the door of your life with your own hands!"

"Then just wait for Master Lin's shocking master!"

Silently, as the space opened and closed, papers rattled, and the old man disappeared.

Lin Su stood by the window for a long time, then turned back slowly, and reached the bedside, suddenly, he turned back again, and the moment he turned back, a smile bloomed on his face...

"Found me again!" Zhou Mei's voice came from the darkness: "It seems that you are really familiar with me from the bottom of your heart, and the song 'Talk of Heart' that writes all the things in the world just refers to me, anyway. The nature of your hazy 'YiDianTong' with the dark night has changed, and it is no longer the 'Tong' of this kind of poetry..."

"Damn! In such a tense situation, you actually came here overnight to tease me?" Lin Su was surprised.

"Fart! It's you who molested me if you want to moleste, oh, don't moles me..." Zhou Mei corrected her blushing.

Bang, Lin Su slapped himself on the forehead: "I firmly agree with what you said, the situation tonight is special, we have three chapters of agreement not to tease each other, say something serious, and do some serious things... how are things going with you? gone?"

"Four people ran out of Prince Ping's mansion, killed three, and the remaining one lost his body. One soul was snatched away by the fake nun who lives in the mid-mountain of your house. It is expected that after the interrogation, there will be a lot of things. To do it, I came here overnight, I really didn't give it to you to tease me, I just suddenly remembered something, I have to tell you..."

(End of this chapter)