Chapter 276
After listening to the test of the owner of Chao Tower, I guess there is a lot of mystery. Otherwise, if he has no eyes, wouldn't he be able to see how many cities are below?
The face of the poster, Nian Chaosheng, didn't change much. He was still expressionless. Jiang Chen couldn't detect any emotion from it.
"So, is this your answer?" Nian Chaosheng asked calmly, his expression still showing no signs of change.
Jiang Chen did not respond immediately.
At this moment, his heart was beating slightly faster, and he was racking his brains to think of an interesting answer...but he couldn't think of it at all.
After all, he was really just an ordinary martial artist who was not outstanding. He was inevitably nervous in front of the master of Tingchao Tower, and he couldn't think of a good answer in his anxiety.
Although he was upset and blaming himself at the moment, his mind was really blank and he couldn't think of anything.
"In addition to the city, there are...how many lakes?"
Jiang Chen knew something was wrong as soon as he said the words. It would have been better if he didn't add anything. The more he added, the more stupid his answer seemed...
as expected.
The white-faced scholar read Chaosheng and chuckled:
"If you have a Buddha in your heart, everything you see is a Buddha; if you have living beings in your heart, everything you see is a living being; if you have a ravine in your heart, everything you see is a ravine. And you..."
Nian Chaosheng stopped talking.
But someone in the crowd answered;
"But his mind is empty and he only sees the most superficial external scenery, so he is a mediocre person with no ambition."
The crowd was chatting noisily, and everyone looked at Jiang Chen, their eyes like needles piercing them.
"So it turns out that he is a mediocre person with no ambition." The white-faced scholar said thoughtfully.
He turned around and looked squarely at Jiang Chen in front of him for the first time, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised:
"Since he is a mediocre person, I am relieved."
"Come, serve wine to this brother and congratulate him on joining Tingchao House."
"Okay!" A familiar stranger came over with a wine jar, handed over a large bowl full of wine, and stuffed it into the confused Jiang Chen's arms.
"This is..." Jiang Chen was completely confused.
"Good guy, this newcomer has really not come back to his senses yet. He is indeed a good material for me in Tingchao Tower." Someone praised:
"Do you know what the purpose of Tingchao Tower is?"
Many guests replied in unison:
"Only listen to the tide, don't get the tide."
Things are changing rapidly, and the so-called trend-setters are the heroes who are at the forefront of the times.
Tingchao Tower has always stayed away from the tide of the world, only watching silently and never actively participating. This is the purpose of Tingchao Tower.
The host, Nian Chaosheng, sat on the ground without caring about his image at this time, sat among the crowd, and explained with a smile:
"I only listen to the trend, but don't follow the trend. Therefore, people with more thoughts and ambitions are not suitable to join my trend-listening building."
"Someone once answered me that he looked down from the clouds and saw the 'country' and the 'world'."
"Such people are very ambitious. I kicked them out on the spot to avoid causing trouble in the future, which would instead harm me, Tingchao House."
"That's why we at Tingchao Tower screen out mediocre people with no ambitions!" Nian Chaosheng said confidently.
"The host is a great talent!"
“The host is awesome!”
"Haha, brother, you are a waste too, so I won't pretend anymore." Kuangsheng, who was drinking and splashing ink just now, stopped pretending now. He threw away the brush and drank heavily, looking like an alcoholic. Just now No temperament at all.
"Then I don't need to be arty." The goatee-bearded scribe who had just had a eloquent talk with the clairvoyant was now having a drink with a woman in heavy makeup.
At this time, the giant man with a scar face who was two meters tall and looked like a sculpture in the crowd let out a long sigh of relief:
"Turns out he's a loser like me. I thought there was a great new guy here. I was so frightened that I couldn't even breathe."
Jiang Chen:?
It took him a long time to realize what had happened, and he felt enlightened.
He couldn't help but look sideways at Shunfeng Er next to him, and sure enough he saw the other party smiling narrowly, and then he understood what was going on.
The real test actually started when he stepped into Tingchao Building.
The assessor was not just the building owner, but also the guide who led him upstairs, Shunfeng Er.
Words like "the poster will personally assess you" and "as long as you speak interestingly, you will be able to get into the poster's eyes" are actually inducements.
If Jiang Chen is a scheming person, then in order to leave a good impression in front of the poster, he will probably have to rack his brains and come up with an unusual answer.
For example, if you see "Jiangshan", "World", "all living beings"...
Such an answer, no matter how you look at it, is much better than seeing a few cities and lakes.
And this is actually a trap.
"The more evil thoughts and ambitions people have, the less likely they are to be liked by the poster?" After Jiang Chen figured this out, he felt a bit dumbfounded.
Although he became an official member of Tingchao Tower, he was labeled as a mediocre person... He really didn't feel very happy.
"We heard that Chaolou specializes in raising trash!" Nian Chaosheng, the owner of the building, laughed and said:
"Lao Ma, have you finished writing your couplet?"
Kuangsheng, who had been drinking and writing just now, smiled and nodded, then pulled off the rice paper stuck on the wall and raised it to the banquet.
Jiang Chen looked carefully and saw that the handwriting of this couplet was indeed vigorous and powerful, but the two lines of words above made him confused.
"Top Gun, please go elsewhere, and don't risk your life to enter this door!"
"Old Ma, Old Ma, you write well!" the owner of Tingchao Tower praised:
"I will post this couplet under the plaque of our Tingchao Building later!"
"Come on, come on, let's all drink!"
"It's a shame to see you young crouching dragons and phoenixes in Tingchao Tower!"
Jiang Chen laughed with everyone, and kept pouring wine and drinking, but the confusion in his heart became much stronger.
Who am I, where am I, what am I doing...
Tingchao Tower was indeed unexpectedly extraordinary, but it was not what he imagined...
At first, he was forcibly invited to join by the storyteller Shun Feng Er, but along the way, he got used to Ting Chao Lou's style of doing things.
Looking back at the beginning, he felt that joining Tingchao Tower was really a great opportunity in his life, but now he suddenly regrets it...
These guests didn't care and just sat on the floor drinking without tables or chairs.
Everyone was very drunk, and after three rounds of drinking, the smell of wine spread everywhere.
"Sir." A handsome-looking swordsman next to him suddenly patted him on the shoulder:
"It's a bit hot after drinking too much wine. Do you mind if I take off my outer clothes?"
Jiang Chen originally felt a little disappointed and wasn't very interested in drinking. Now when he heard this, he glanced at the handsome swordsman beside him and suddenly frowned.
He just felt a little strange in his heart.
Jiang Chen was also a martial arts swordsman, and it was normal for people in the martial arts world to be informal and shirtless while drinking, so why bother asking him?
But when he saw that the person asking the question looked very handsome, he suddenly remembered the past in Yancheng many years ago for no reason, and thought to himself that this person was probably not as good-looking as Mr. Guo from Yancheng back then, right?
When Jiang Chen thought of this, his whole body was agitated, and he said expressionlessly:
"If you want to take off your clothes, why are you so coquettish? Why do you need to ask me?"
"Okay, the new master is really informal." After the handsome swordsman finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to his face and pulled off his face.
Face...skin?
Jiang Chen was horrified and almost sober from the alcohol.
Looking closely, he saw that walking out from under the handsome swordsman's skin was a fair-skinned and beautiful lady.
She took off the skin of the handsome swordsman outside, folded the entire skin twice, folded it like clothes, and placed it on the floor aside.
Jiang Chen's eyes suddenly widened and he stood up;
"What's going on here?" He pointed at the beautiful lady who had just taken off her human skin, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
"Oh, you're talking about her." The storyteller's gentle voice sounded next to her:
"Although Xiaodie is a woman, she usually likes to wear men's clothes. Don't stare at her. She has transvestism and is quite sensitive to this."
"What the hell do you call wearing men's clothing?" Jiang Chen suddenly turned around and was about to argue with Shunfeng Er.
Turning his head, he saw that many of the guests at the banquet had changed their appearance.
"Don't you know them?" Shunfeng Er said:
"I usually just use a little magic to cover it up."
"Now that you have ascended the stairs, it is natural that you should be honest and let you see what we are like."
I wait?
Jiang Chen felt his heart skip a beat, and turned to look at the banquet in the building. He saw that many guests were still drinking loudly, talking and laughing, but many of them had gradually changed their appearance.
The face of the "old horse" who just wrote the couplet has really elongated now, turning into a horse's head.
The burly man in the corner, who was almost two meters tall, had his skin gradually turning into a stone-like gray-white color, really looking like a stone statue.
The storyteller's clairvoyance has not changed much. He still looks like a human being, except that the horizontal eyes on his head are fully opened.
Looking around, most of the many guests on the top floor have changed their appearance. They have lost their human form and have all kinds of strange appearances, not like ordinary people.
"Actually, after such a long time, you must have some guesses in your mind, right?" The storyteller Shunfeng Er said calmly:
"Our Tingchao Tower is no longer a pure martial arts force, but a residence for half-demon in a human dynasty."
"In the beginning, Tingchao Tower was indeed a martial arts force, but they provoked too many people, and it was inevitable that they would attract the covetousness of the strong men in the world, and they were about to be destroyed... Until our host took action, and Tingchao Tower will dominate the magpie from now on. nest."
"Monster clan? Half-demon?" Jiang Chen finally understood.
It turns out that demons and half-demon have always been living among the crowd, but they just managed to hide their true colors.
Mortals have the art of makeup and disguise, immortals have the art of blinding their eyes, and demons naturally also have their own magic, and even transformations.
Now that things have happened, he has calmed down a little.
Anyway, he has unknowingly penetrated deeply into the power of this monster clan and has even become a formal member. There is no point in hurrying now.
"So, Tingchao Tower remains neutral and always only listens to the tide but does not play with it. Is it because the battle between immortals and mortals in Kyushu today is ultimately a battle within the human race, and the monster race naturally watches from the other side?" Jiang Chen asked tentatively.
Although the nine immortal sects are called aliens, they actually have the same origin as the human race.
"What you said is actually a classic prejudice." The storyteller clairvoyant interrupted at this time, and he shook his head slightly:
"Monster race is actually what the human race calls them."
"The human race is a race, but the demon race is not. The so-called demon race is actually a collective name for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of different ethnic groups."
"And among these monsters, their ideas are all kinds of strange and very different. They cannot be generalized at all."
"Some demon clans believe that the dispute between immortals and mortals is just a civil strife among the human race. Why bother to intervene?"
"Some demon tribes believe that the human race is also a branch of the demon tribe, but they just don't have hair on their faces. Nowadays, fighting within the tribe is a common thing."
"Also, there are no ideas or attitudes at all. It is natural for humans to eat demons, and it is natural for demons to eat humans. Nowadays, it is a natural law for human races to kill each other. Why bother?"
"Of course, the demon clan belongs to the demon clan, and we, the half-demon, belong to the half-demon." The clairvoyant said this with a slightly gloomy expression.
Half-demon is a hybrid of demon and human. Different half-demon often have different levels of demon-like characteristics, more or less.
Of course, there are also half-demon who are invisible in appearance and look just like ordinary people.
Clairvoyance is not a big deal, it's just that he has an eye between his eyebrows, and he can disguise his special human physique, so it's not a big problem.
Some other half-demon whose appearance is very different from ordinary people will be regarded as monsters in the human dynasty; they will also be regarded as aliens in the demon clan. It can be said that they do not belong to both.
As a result, Tingchao Tower came into being.
This force was established by the building owner Nian Chaosheng Jiu Occupying Magpie Nest. Most of the core members of the building are half-demon who have been mixed up in the human dynasty, which can be regarded as providing a shelter.
And the attitudes and stances of these half-demon... also vary from person to person.