Yao Yan was not affected by this person's memory. If he was an ordinary person, even if he was a shelter or a pollutant, he would be more or less affected by his ideas when he understood a person's life in this way.

But Yao said differently.

He has no emotions and will not be affected by emotions, and is not affected by these memories.

Whether it is this wild cultivation "Bohe" who yearns for hundreds of schools of thought in his childhood.

It was still the sinister thing that he discovered the human hearts again and again after entering a teenager.

Or maybe after the crown prince, he was blocked by the invisible threshold of the children of the hundreds of families behind the name of Dasheng but never gave up.

It was not until his prime that he changed his methods, and used his wild cultivation body to gain spiritual power and engrave his own wild seal.

None of these experiences had any impact on Yao Yan.

Without emotional touch as a bridge of resonance, Yao Yan also had no emotions about the experience of this wild Xiubo River.

He is just a spectator.

A... a spectator?

Recalling the information obtained from Lao Jia about "pollution".

He naturally planned to...make a try first.

He didn't know if there was any problem with the news given by Lao Jia.

It would be better to conduct experiments first and then act.

Moreover, he has something he wants to try.

That's...

The system of power in this world.

The "reform name" and "wild cultivation" of the "spiritual seal".

My own ability, from the two entry into this space suspected to be a Crow Paradise, is—

"rumor"

Ability to ignore the launch conditions and various constraints.

His own power does not have direct killing ability.

If he wants to act, he needs to rely on other abilities and other specific abilities as carriers to achieve it.

Crow's mouth, the wolf is coming.

So, you need to form "pollution" by spreading stories like "crow's mouth" and "wolf is coming"?

He stretched out his hand and looked at Old Man Gao's palm.

The storyteller's hands had thick joints and some traces left by thick cocoons.

"By the way, you can use that, experiment!"

.........

the next day.

Yao Yan came to the teahouse again.

"Old man Gao? Why are you here again? Didn't you tell me yesterday? The shopkeeper's..."

The waiter seemed a little angry. He had already agreed yesterday, but why did he come to the teahouse again today?

"Haha, little brother, don't be angry, I'm here to inquire about the news."

"Old Man Gao" laughed dryly.

Although Yao Yan has no emotions at all, this does not mean that he does not understand how people with emotions express it.

"Oh?" the waiter laughed when he heard this, "Isn't the news you are the most informative? There are so many people coming and going in this teahouse, and I didn't know it later than you."

"This is nothing new."

Yao Yan said:

"It's about King Sheng."

"King Sheng?" The waiter suddenly became interested.

Since the establishment of the Dasheng Dynasty, it has been unknown how many years it has been. Many things are legendary for the waiter.

"right."

Yao Yan felt indifferent, but the old man Gao was attached to him looked enthusiastic:

"Hundreds of Clans surrendered to King Sheng, but it didn't go so smoothly."

When he noticed that the waiter was intrigued, Yao Yan continued:

"In the old days, among the hundreds of beasts tamed by King Sheng, there was a pair of strange birds."

"The white one has two horns on the head like a roll."

"The black ones are accompanied by sharp teeth and claws."

"Why do you think King Sheng is taming this strange bird?"

Yao Yan skillfully used Old Man Gao's storytelling skills and asked the waiter who was listening.

The waiter, who was still thinking about "There is such a strange bird? Why haven't I heard of it?", responded quickly after being asked in one sentence:

"Because of strange appearance? Or why?"

The waiter who didn't have much time to think quickly gave him another question.

The waiter did not realize that at this time, he had already agreed that the story of unknown origin was true.

"Because this will warn the strange birds."

Yao Yan silently revealed the story of himself changing the protagonist:

"The white bird is good at speaking, sharp eyes and sharp ears, and can detect dangers at the border..."

"The black bird is good at fighting, sharp-tongued, and it is difficult to peek at the figure."

"One day, King Sheng brought the white bird to warn the enemy."

"White Bird had no choice but to find that there was danger, the man immediately said to King Sheng:—"

"The beacon fire broke out in the south."

"The beacon fire is a certificate that will only be ignited when a hundred schools of thought attacks, and it can quickly recruit all armies to join the front."

"But Bai Ya felt that King Sheng was so frightened and angry that he was very amused."

"So, it came a few more times."

"Every time, King Sheng was shocked and angry."

"Until one day, it will be abandoned by King Sheng for his incompetence and wander around."

"On this day, it shouted again, saying that the beacon was on fire again."

"However, King Sheng did not trust it anymore and directly abandoned it."

"But, that is, one day when it was abandoned by King Sheng, the black bird flew to find it, bit it to death, and swallowed it into its belly."

After saying that, Yao Yan glanced at the waiter:

"Have you ever heard of this pair of black and white birds among the hundred beasts of King Sheng?"

The waiter who had not digested the story of the birds, came to his senses only after he came to his senses:

"Ah? Wait a minute, I'll think about it."

When answering, the waiter was also thinking hard in his mind, trying to find the corresponding beast name among the Shengwang's beasts.

However, after a while, he still couldn't remember it and couldn't help but shake his head at Yao Yan:

"I have never heard of it, where did you know?"

Yao Yan smiled:

"I heard a tea shop talk about it before."

"Ah? Tea Guest?" The waiter couldn't help but be stunned. Is it a tea Guest in the tea house?

"Yes." Yao Yan looked at the side with a slight indecision. "The tea guest was wrapped tightly, and the sound of Jinmu could be heard vaguely. I think it was a swordsman or a swordsman."

As he said that, he picked up the tea on the table and drank it all in one gulp:

"Then let's do it first, brother, please help me inquire. If there is any news, let me know."

"Oh, oh!" The waiter had not fully reacted. The story had a beginning and end. In the legend of King Sheng, he was indeed a person who loved to collect strange beasts in the world. This matter might be true.

Then find a few more people to ask.

......

After Yao Yan left the teahouse, he did not leave directly, but stood at the corner of the street from afar, looking at the teahouse near the city gate, with a look of indifference.

He changed a story similar to the story of the wolf coming and put it on his own pair of black and white crows.

Is it possible to spread this way to form pollution?

Although he knew the theory, he had never practiced it. Yao Yan did not have much hope for his manipulation this time.
Chapter completed!