Chapter 118: Infernal Affairs Needs a Bit of Self-Torture

Chapter 118: Infernal Affairs Needs a Bit of Self-Torture

Chapter 118: Infernal Affairs Needs a Little Self-Torture
Gu Changfeng was moved to tears and truly felt that after a lifetime of wandering, he had finally met a wise leader.

What’s the point of becoming an immortal? The little jar is my eternal home!
There are dreams, lovers, the joy of continuous success, and the ambition to fight against heaven and earth. There is no need to pretend and endure, no need to bow down to those in power. As long as there is a passion in the heart, the brave young man can continue to create miracles!
In contrast, only dogs practice Taoism!
"Master, Master! How can I contribute?" Gu Changfeng's subjective initiative was immediately brought into play, and he asked eagerly: "Please give me some advice, great master with vast wisdom!"

"Good dog, good boy!"

Wen Rui rewarded him with a "happy dog ​​food" and then said, "You go back and say that your wife was killed by the thieves of Ding Guangzong. I will provide you with the processed flying boat images as evidence, and then start to establish the character of loving your wife and show the immense pain of losing your wife."

"I know how to do this!" Gu Changfeng got excited when he heard it: "This is acting in my true colors, which is what I am best at!"

"Hey~~" Wen Rui waved his hands and said, "Silly dog, your previous performance of loving your wife was too fake, without any sincerity, which undermined the basic cultivation of an actor."

Gu Changfeng was stunned, scratched the dog's head with his foot and said, "Master, please teach me!"

"Think about it, your wife died, you are heartbroken, and you love her very much. How should you express this emotion?" Wen Rui coaxed.

Gu Changfeng gnashed his teeth and said, "I swear to avenge her and never reconcile with Ding Guangzong!"

Wen Rui shook his head and said, "What else? Any man can do this, right?"

"I swore I would never marry again. I will live my whole life with only one person. Now that I have lost her, I will only live in longing for her for the rest of my life!"

"Tsk tsk, you're not sincere." Wen Rui spread his hands and said, "Only a ghost would believe it. If you don't marry a wife, you can take concubines and find lovers. Others don't know whether you have really given up thinking about other women."

"Then...how can we gain people's trust?"

"Just use some self-torture tactics." Wen Rui said like a teacher: "If you eradicate your own troubles, won't it prove to the world that you are determined not to think about other women?"

"Huh?" Gu Changfeng was stunned.

"And you can't do it in private." Wen Rui continued to instruct, "You have to hold a memorial ceremony for your deceased wife, invite all the teachers and relatives of Ziyang and Yunxiao Immortal Sects, and invite all the famous young knights and heroines in the mortal world. Cut off the root of troubles in public in front of them to mourn your deceased wife. This will prove that you really loved her! You love her to the point that without her, there is no point in keeping the root of troubles!"

"This...this..." Gu Changfeng retreated slightly, feeling that being an undercover agent was a bit difficult.

"Your 'happy dog ​​food' directly stimulates the pituitary gland to secrete hormones. Once it enters the small jar, you will feel boundless joy through the nerve connection. What's the point of that worry root?"

Wen Rui presented facts and reasoned, "Keeping it is a burden, so what's a pity to cut it off? On the contrary, it can establish your image as the most loving wife in the world. Who in the world would castrate their wife after she died? You are the only one. There is a bloody thing in front of you. Facts speak louder than words. If you don't love your wife, who will? You love her the most!"

"It seems that this is the truth..."

"That's right. It's easy to make mistakes if you keep it. There are always some female monks with brain problems who like to seduce a loyal golden bachelor like you whose wife has died. If you lose control and ruin my plan, not only will you not be able to enter the small jar, but your undercover identity will be exposed. You will die without a burial place, and your soul will fall into the endless hell and be tortured."

Wen Rui kept talking, getting more and more excited: "You say, is it necessary to cut off the root of troubles?" "Yes, it will only cause harm if it is left, it should be cut off!"

"Puppies are teachable!"

Wen Rui nodded with satisfaction: "When you have done such a cruel thing, it can indirectly prove that your hatred for the enemy who killed your wife is endless. Then you will try every possible way to incite, incite or personally make enemies with the Dingguang Immortal Sect, and provoke the Ziyang and Yunxiao Sects to be irreconcilable with the Dingguang Immortal Sect. All your actions, even if they are extremely crazy, have absolutely justifiable driving factors."

Having said that, what Wen Rui was thinking in his heart was, if you raise a dog, you should behave like a quality dog ​​keeper. Is it okay not to sterilize the dog?
Gu Changfeng has been expelled from the human category by Wen Rui. The reason why he can be a friend of humans is that the blessings he accumulated in his previous life have not yet been exhausted.

"Oh, I see!" Gu Changfeng's breed might be a border collie, and he figured it out all of a sudden: "In that case, even if the elders or brothers in the sect advise me not to offend the Dingguang Sect, which has a close relationship with the Western Church, I only need to take off my pants to show them my wounds, and then with tears in my eyes and trembling lips, they will be speechless, and they may even be moved by me and support me instead!"

"If all the dogs I adopt in the future are as smart as you, I will have less worries!"

Wen Rui couldn't help but high-five and praise: "If you do well in the future, I will promote you to the park management dog, responsible for training new rookie dogs. I will give you two hours every seven days to let you go to the jar to reunite with your wife."

"Thank you, my Lord, for your grace! I will never be able to repay you even if I am torn to pieces!"

Gu Changfeng kowtowed like crazy and bowed his head hurriedly, feeling deeply proud of himself for being so smart and sensible.

Wen Rui patted his dog head to show his approval. Even without giving him "happy dog ​​food", he still twisted his butt like a windmill with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Okay, let Jarvis take you to the training center and give you some professional spy training. When you graduate, put on your clothes and return to Ziyang Xianzong in a proper manner. Then spread the news that you and your wife were attacked."

Wen Rui said, "I will also cooperate with you to stand up and show my support, and produce a lot of hard evidence to accuse the Dingguang Immortal Sect of the disgusting things they have done in the past few hundred years. By then, even if the Western Church protects them, we will see if the so-called righteous sects will turn a blind eye and protect these beasts who have committed sins like flowers, and cover up for the so-called 'venerable' who betrayed the religion for fame!"

"Master, are you going to take action against the Dingguang Immortal Sect?" Unable to suppress his curiosity, Gu Changfeng asked tentatively.

"The special time is over. Who dares to speak to me like a human? From now on, you can only speak like a dog."

Wen Rui frowned, feeling displeased with this talkative smart dog. Is this a question a dog should ask?
"Woof woof woof..." The clever dog immediately spoke, speaking in authentic dog language.

The robot led the barking Gu Changfeng away, and Wen Rui's face became gloomy. He had long wanted to exterminate the Dingguang Immortal Sect, and now he finally found an opportunity to take his time!

Looking at the rows of neatly displayed empty glass jars, Wen Rui began to make plans in his mind.

Energy center, the Infernal Hell is also the Infernal Affairs training center. One investment brings three returns. In the future, these jars will be gradually filled up. How many undercover agents of the Jiejiao will be lurking in the major sects, or even in the major temples of the Western Sect?

Could it be that some gods have had enough of the dull life in heaven and took the initiative to come here to experience a new life?
Everything is still hard to say, but it should be a good start, a small step in the prelude to the great war in which Jiejiao launches a counterattack on the world.

(End of this chapter)