Hit ghost

Chapter 130 Eight Cave Village

Zhao Guangsheng looked at the two people beside the bonfire with some difficulty. Although the flickering light of the fire dazzled his eyes, he still saw Xie Jin and Wen Liang's expressions clearly showing disbelief.

"What I said is the truth! Don't talk about you outsiders, even I don't know what my father is doing."

His hands were tied tightly with hemp rope, and Zhao Guangsheng tried to break free again in a blind spot where the two and the female ghost couldn't see, but the resistance effect was still the same as at the beginning, the rope became tighter and tighter, and it made Zhao Guangsheng's wrist hurt.

"What are you doing?" Wen Liang stretched his neck and looked at his hands behind his back. Although he couldn't see all of Zhao Guangsheng's small movements, judging from his evasive behavior, Zhao Guangsheng must be thinking about how to escape.

"I advise you not to think about how to escape. Since it is in our hands, if you don't say something useful today, don't let us let you go."

Wen Liang's words almost aroused Zhao Guangsheng's anger. There was a flash of anger on his unshaven face, and then he collapsed again, pretending to be helpless.

"I really don't know anything. Why are you arresting me? If you really want to know something...You guys, why didn't you arrest my father?"

After realizing the gap in strength and realizing the reality, what was exposed under that rough face was the nature of a cowardly man who had been hiding under the protection of his old father all day long.

Wen Liang obviously didn't expect Zhao Guangsheng to say that, he was stunned for a moment, then grinned and asked Xie Jin, "You said if I recorded that sentence just now and showed it to Zhao Dong, how would he feel?"

"...I don't know." Xie Jin stared at Zhao Guangsheng's feet on the ground, shaking his head slightly, "I think he will be disappointed."

"It's more than just disappointment. This dutiful son wishes his father could take his place in this place." Wen Liang deliberately raised his voice, "If I were his father, I would definitely skin him."

"Damn!" On the ground, Zhao Guangsheng stopped pretending, and because Wen Liang's expression was too provocative, he spat at his side, his thick brows raised vertically, and his expression became slightly ferocious.

"You two outsiders just don't dare. If my father is here, it is not you who are rampant now! What kind of curse do you still want to use the Shaman God to break? Bah! I think before the sacrifice, the other little boy of yours Life is at stake!"

"But Zhao Dong is not here now."

Unexpectedly, Wen Liang looked at Xie Jin who was speaking, this usually gentle and talkative man had a gloomy face at the moment, and there was a bit of coldness in his eyes.

Apparently, Zhao Guangsheng felt the same way at this time. He looked at Xie Jin incredulously, his brain was thinking rapidly, but after thinking for a long time, he only vaguely remembered that this person was much more taciturn than the other two.

"It's up to you?" Many tiny scales appeared on Zhao Guangsheng's cheeks. Although the transformation was successful, the rope binding his hands was getting tighter and tighter, so that he could barely stabilize his form to show off.

The long scarlet tongue spewed out from the cracked mouth, and Zhao Guangsheng fancied that he had wrapped himself around the man's fragile ankle, and he let out a weird laugh with unknown meaning, completely ignoring Xie Jin's increasingly gloomy eyes.

"What are you self-satisfied?" Wen Liang got up and left the bonfire, and he jumped in front of Zhao Guangsheng, "Could it be that you want to be like your father and play the trick of imprisonment to torture him? Or is it that He Nian disappears at all?" It's what you father and son did together."

"I didn't... Ugh!" The half-raised head was pressed hard to the ground, and Zhao Guangsheng's face fell into the mud again. He wanted to struggle, but Wen Liang's ear was stuck behind his ear and wrapped most of it. The hand on the back of the head did not intend to let go.

"Answer the question, you won't die for a while like this, but I don't guarantee that you will suffocate due to blockage if you ingest mud in your nasal cavity and mouth for a long time."

The wrist clasped the back of Zhao Guangsheng's head, and Wen Liang forced him to change the direction of facing. There was no fresh air after the rain, and the cold and damp mud made his whole face sink down. The tail of the snake behind Zhao Guangsheng began to swing violently, but even so to no avail.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu whoa!" Zhao Guangsheng could only rely on monotonous syllable changes to tell Wen Liang to stop.

Wen Liang stopped exerting force, took the ground and threw Zhao Guangsheng to the drier grass beside him, "So what do you want to say now?"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Accompanied by the cough, Zhao Guangsheng vomited. He had never suffered such humiliation in his more than [-] years of life, but the death feeling of being pressed into the mud just now and about to suffocate couldn't be more real. Zhao Guangsheng knew very well that the white-haired man just didn't want to kill himself, so he didn't kill him.

"I said, I'll tell you everything I know, let me go, don't kill me..." After uttering these words intermittently, Zhao Guangsheng finally felt that his breathing was smooth again, and he lay on his side on the dry grass, his back He gasped for air against the empty night sky.

"Very good, very enlightened, this is the attitude of reforming oneself." Wen Liang squatted aside and looked at him, reaching out his hand as if he wanted to pat him, but he withdrew his hand because of the mud on Zhao Guangsheng's face.

Standing up and returning to the bonfire, Wen Liang patted the bug on his body, and said to Xie Jin, "I'll leave the rest to you, just ask whatever you want, just now let this guy really feel death, now he should Completely changed."

"Okay." Xie Jin didn't say much, he walked slowly in front of Zhao Guangsheng, and for the first time looked at the embarrassed man on the ground with the kind of cold eyes that he hadn't even thought of.

Zhao Guangsheng has returned to his original state. I don't know if the temperature dropped suddenly at night or what. He curled up in the relatively dry but still wet grass and shivered.

"Zhao Guangsheng, where is He Nian?" Reiterating the question again, Xie Jin looked at Zhao Guangsheng shaking his head again, and said the previous answer.

"I don't know, I really don't know..."

After being silent for a while, Xie Jin couldn't tell who was the most angry and worried in his heart, "...well, let me ask you again, what is Zhao Dong doing, or what is he going to do?"

Zhao Guangsheng maintained the previous posture, his half-length hair was completely soaked in muddy water, and every time he shook his head, there would be splashes of wet mud.

"I really don't know what my father is doing. If you want to know this, just ask him directly. Why are you looking for me? I don't know anything. Why are you looking for me!"

Fear and anger were vividly displayed on his face, but Zhao Guangsheng was as powerless as a victim to complain.

Xie Jin glanced back at Wen Liang, and found that Wen Liang was also looking at him. He sighed silently, and asked the third question that was enough to make Zhao Guangsheng go crazy.

"You were responsible for the death of Mr. Jiang, who watched the cemetery in the village."

He clearly saw that Zhao Guangsheng's body became stiff, no longer frightened, no longer trembling, as if someone had accurately grasped his mind, and began to become flustered.

"His wife, Mrs. Jiang, told us something before he died. Do you want to hear it?" Seizing the change in Zhao Guangsheng's heart, Xie Jin continued while the iron was hot, "In order to cause the villagers to misunderstand us, we killed a living man, won't your conscience be disturbed?"

On the ground, Zhao Guangsheng groaned in pain. He wanted to hug his stinging head, but because his hands were tied behind his back, he couldn't do so. He could only let his body turn over and plunge into the mud pit that was almost suffocating not long ago.

"It's not me! What I don't want to kill is that he broke the village rules first, so my father let me take the opportunity to kill him and plant it on you!"

Perhaps there is only the last conscience left in Zhao Guangsheng's annihilated humanity, and this conscience has stimulated him so much that he is now throwing out such a shocking secret because of his severe headache.

"What did you say? Zhao Dong asked you to kill him?" Xie gasped. If this is the case, Zhao Dong has been paying too much attention to them since they entered the village, and even killed the villagers to perform a play, then his What is the purpose?

"Do you know that your father is not your father anymore?" Wen Liang walked up to Xie Jin and asked a puzzling question, Xie Jin was also surprised, he didn't understand what Wen Liang meant.

Also incomprehensible was Zhao Guangsheng on the ground, he raised his dirty face blankly to look at Wen Liang, and then shook his head again.

"Liu Xian... Including the dubious transformation on your body, human beings rely too much on these so-called immortals, and eventually something big will happen to them and harm themselves, just like your father."

Seeing that Zhao Guangsheng still didn't understand, Wen Liang didn't beat around the bush at all. He said in a deep voice, "Things like the Xian family have been possessed for a long time, and even if you want to ask them away, you can't get rid of them, especially if you still have Liu Xian's body at home."

"The main body? Could it be that the horned red snake I saw is Liu Xian's main body?" Xie Jin frowned. If he thought about it according to this kind of thinking, wouldn't He Nian really be Zhao Dong's trick? Catch food to support Liu Xian?

Before he had time to confirm to Wen Liang, Zhao Guangsheng became agitated instead. He was about to grab the rope and jump up from the ground, "What do you mean? You said my father is Liu Xian? How is this possible! My father is my father, even if that Even Empress Liu Xian can't replace him!"

"If you don't believe me, go home and confirm for yourself, and see whether the person in that body is your father or Liu Xian."

Wen Liang began to search for an old cloth bag that was on his body when he came here, and he took out a paper bag from it, which was about the size of half an adult's fist, "However, you don't seem to be sure."

Zhao Guangsheng stared at the things in his hand, feeling a bad premonition in his heart, "What are you going to do? Let me go back, I want to see my father and ask for clarification!"

Cold fingers touched his chin, and Zhao Guangsheng turned his head to see that Qu Wan was close to him at some point, her cold but strong fingers stuck to his chin, forcing him to forcefully open his mouth.

Zhao Guangsheng was sobbing, and he watched Wen Liang take out a reddish black pill from the paper bag, and then stuffed it into his mouth.

"Have a good night's sleep, then forget about all this, and be your young master who was carefully cared for by Zhao Dong again."

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Wen Liang: This guy is so filial to me