You can’t do this. You are rich and prosperous now. You are the master and the master. Whatever the master says is whoever he likes. Don’t worry about it.

Several thoughts in his mind conflicted and stirred up the black line in his last eyes, which seemed to recede sadly in disappointment.
Xiao Wu felt ashamed as soon as he woke up.
What happened to you just now?
Actually want to persuade the master and master to have that talent? Do you have that qualification?
Just do a good job as a servant with peace of mind.
……
After a sumptuous meal in the evening, he enjoyed the beautiful piano music while digesting in Ning Garden. The bloody incident during the day did not affect his interest at all.
"You can still live such a corrupt and relaxed life inside with your eyes on the outside. Are you worthy of yourself?" Uncle ruthlessly said.
"Well," Fang Ning said in a passive voice, "I take charge of the overall situation. If I really intervene in specific things, I will not be as good as these indigenous people."
"That can’t be such a wave. Since you are so idle now, just leave things here to my custody. Go out and make trouble for their world." Grandpa said plausibly.
This also don’t want me to die?
Fang Ning almost vomited blood and quickly said, "I think there must be fraud in the bloody crackdown that just happened in the afternoon. Besides, let me out before the enemy who got in can be found out. Don’t be so indecisive and hesitate to finish one thing and say another."
"Then you hurry to find me. I just noticed that it seems that those guys have come to your side." Grandpa beat Fang Ning before getting down to business
"Oh, that’s good. My horse will take care of you." Fang Ning immediately got up and stopped listening to music.
"That’s more like it." Grandpa retreated with satisfaction.
After hundreds of years of getting along with each other, it already knows the host’s personality like the back of its hand. If it doesn’t fight for three days, it will go backwards. It has to be spurred regularly. The advantage is that it will have to face up and tell some truth. If it is wrong, it will not die hard. Is it a bad king?
Fang Ning went back to the room and wanted to find a bodyguard to whisper a few words to the other side.
Then Xiao Wu knocked at the door and came in.
Come in and kneel down and cry, even scold yourself for forgetting.
Fang Ning immediately after listening to the language, the child proved to be simple and honest.
No one knows that some disrespectful thoughts hidden in his heart should be said even if he doesn’t say it. Obviously, it is a rare thing to say, and a person will feel ashamed even if he turns his mind around.
"Well, since you know your mistake, it’s good to pay attention to it. After you take it to see it more, there won’t be such an idea." Fang Ning took it out and threw it to the other party
"Thank you for your understanding, Xiao Wu."
Looking at each other from the back, Fang Ning suddenly realized that the sage means extraordinary things.
This is to destroy your own world from the root.
Chapter one thousand one hundred and fifty-two Enter the universe
Fang Ning realized that the saints were difficult, and they were not sent in in a substantive nature. We should call them "magic thoughts" as an illusory thing.
It can hook people’s hearts and make them do things that seem to be in line with what they think but are crazy.
For example, in the face of an interest, most people can resist the temptation, but thinking about it all their lives makes people feel lucky and do irrational things.
Although he holds the power of heaven, heaven can also interfere with people’s hearts, let alone control them.
Unless you kill all the creatures in the world yourself, the evil thoughts will never die.
It’s easier to shake mountains than people’s hearts.
These saints really hit the nail on the head as soon as they are skillful.
If Fang Ning is completely white, his world will make ends meet sooner or later if it is bred by this kind of evil thoughts in the depths of people’s hearts.
Although there are no saints and gods to absorb spiritual power, these evil thoughts will replace this role, which is equivalent to the loss of one’s own spiritual power
People will be depressed when they are afraid of being violent, but they will be refreshed when they are happy.
"It’s really troublesome. What should I do?" Fang Ning said to himself.
He recalled the experience he had accumulated during his literary journey, but those times were not so difficult for his enemies.
Why is the sage’s means so high? It seems that such a mortal can’t cope with it.
We need to bring in some allies and be less familiar with the saint’s methods.
Thinking of this, he decisively said to the uncle, "I found those saints and sent spies."
"Alas, if I don’t give you a meal so soon, you will just drag your feet." Grandpa murmured.
"Give me some noodles," Fang Ning said. "They put in some magic thoughts to confuse people and then devour our world to generate spiritual power."
"Then how to deal with it?" Uncle asked