Chapter 2384: How to make it fearful

Will I be able to clean up the Jinghua members lurking in the folks before the Hefeng Contest stage is completed?
The answer is: no.
Don't say that only a few months is enough to hand over the national soldiers and horses to me. After giving me a few years, I may not be able to clean up.
As the saying goes, ‘small hidden in the wild, big hidden in the city’, although it is used as a metaphor for the spiritual realm, it can be used in real situations.
Take these ancient organizations that were integrated with the people. It is really difficult to uproot them.
So what should I do to ensure that they don't engage in anything during the Peace Contest?
At least, don't get involved in the Hefeng Contest that I took over.
Scratching my head in distress, I continued to think hard.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration: Yes, I can do something in advance to divert their attention! In this way, they will not be able to focus on the peace competition.
But what kind of things have to be done to attract their attention?
Frowning, I murmured, "Is there anything they desire...or are they afraid of?"
According to the reminder that Akahavi once gave me, what these ancient organizations desire most should be fame and power.
If you have fame, you can have centripetal force, and you can do whatever you want with power.
Yes, it must be so, but how can I use fame and power as bait to attract their attention?
Let the two queens jointly draw up an edict, granting blood and purifying reputation and power, and lure the head of the organization out?
No, no, this method will definitely not work. Unless the incumbent leader of purification is a fool, it will not succeed at all. If the leader of purification is really a fool, even if the plan is successful, is it useful? They can change to a more capable head and lead them to a brighter future.
It seems that power and prestige are not enough, so we can only take the second approach, and see what they are afraid of.
In other words, what are the heads of blood purification that are afraid of?
Power should be an option, but the restriction of this option is too weak. Don't forget, Anasta's parents died of purification.
If power is not enough, then rely on strength.
But my current strength is too weak and too weak, and I can't even beat the power of the country. Why should the purified people feel jealous?
Ok......
After racking my brains and meditating, I fell into a dead cycle. I wanted to start from myself and find an existence that was enough to suppress the blood and purification, but I couldn't find such an existence. Because I couldn't find it, so I even more. Anxious, more eager to think, even more eager to find, but how can you find something that doesn't exist in the first place!
So in this endless loop, I kept wandering back and forth, unable to find an exit, and even unable to return to the original point at the beginning.
Before I knew it, I was lost in confusion, the things in front of me gradually blurred, and the sound of despair began to sound in my ears.
The sky is still dim, the ground is still moist, the smell is still sour, the flame is still burning, and the dead bones that serve as firewood.
Here is my consciousness space.
I don't know when I will fall into it, but I know that here, there are people I know...Perhaps, they are not people, but what's the matter?
For some reason, every time I come here, I feel a sense of relief from the world, as if I can temporarily relieve the heavy burden and just be a traveler, a traveler who holds his knees, gazes at the campfire, and quietly enjoys the dimness.
"There is no blue sky, no white clouds, and no fragrance of plants and trees. There are only piles of bones and a pungent corpse smell. But even so, you still come here every three or five times. Is it leisurely?"
Di Ruiji stood quietly by the bonfire. The long dark purple tongue slowly plunged into the fire, pulling out a burnt white bone, rolling it in the mouth, and squeaking it.
I didn't answer its question, but looked with interest at the bone debris falling from the corner of its mouth, and curiously said, "Is it delicious?"
"You can taste it."
The probe stared at the bonfire for a while. Through the beating flames, I saw several burned skulls with only bones. With a pair of black hole eyes, I stared at me. Although there are no pupils, even eyeballs, this kind of The feeling of staring still exists: "They are...the bones of apes?"
"Human" Di Ruiji paused, then said: "Half human, ah, half human, according to the name at the time, they are Mori fairies."
"Hiss" I took a breath: "Are you eating my people?"
"Clan member?" Di Ruiji turned his head and glanced at me: "Yours?"
In the process of gazing at each other, I saw deep bewilderment from the depths of its eyes.
"You are not a forest fairy, not even a human being. How can you be of the same race as them?"
"Yes, I am not a human being, but I am a fairy, and Mori fairy is half of my bloodline..."
"Fairy...Well, it's a fairy, right?" Di Ruiji said lightly: "But what about this?"
"How...I haven't thought about this, but I just think the feeling of eating the same kind of corpse... weird."
"It's weird" Di Ruiji agreed with my opinion rarely: "Then don't eat it, let me eat it."
I:......
Di Ruiji stared at me for a while, then suddenly smiled, and said, "It's useless for you to look at me like this. In the eyes of humans, I am a monster, a disaster, an ominous existence, like me. The most evil existence, eat some human corpses, isn't it strange?"
I ignored Di Ruiji's self-deprecation, staring at it with a serious expression, and slowly said: "I don't think you are a monster. On the contrary, I think you are more like a companion than many humans."
Di Ruiji's eyes flashed, purple light flashed, as if he was awakened by my words.
I took advantage of the fire and said, "I think you are very human and can be trusted."
Di Ruiji's eyes just lit up, dimmed again.
"Uh, did I say the wrong thing?" I said embarrassedly.
"No, it's not" Di Ruiji rolled up the bones again, crunched, and said lightly: "I was too nervous and forgot your current situation."
"My situation?" scratching my head, I looked confused and said: "What situation?"
"It's nothing."
"Your uncle, my appetite won't scream anymore after hanging up, it's so bad for you!"
Di Ruiji chewed his bones indifferently, as if he hadn't heard my roar.
When I had enough cursing, I was also yelling tired. With the effort of easing my breath, DiRigi swallowed the bones and scum in his mouth slowly, and said slowly: "You came here with a melancholy expression, seemingly sad. Let’s talk about it."
"Oh? Can you help me solve it?"
"No" Di Ruiji shook his head: "I just want to treat your sorrow as the wine for my food, happy."
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