Chapter 120 True and False (Second update)
"I asked them to leave on purpose, so stop pretending." Wu Chen looked around, walked to the steps of the side hall, and sat on the steps.
The crazy old man jumped in front of Wu Chen, squatted down and stared at Wu Chen's face.
Wu Chen also looked at the crazy old Taoist.
The old man’s face was full of wrinkles and dirt, but his eyes were clean.
Wu Chen frowned and said, "Just leaving me alone is to give you a chance. If I wait for me to go to the backyard, I'm afraid I won't be able to enjoy the good things from you."
The old Taoist people jumped around Wu Chen like frogs After a circle, he returned to Wu Chen and whispered in a very mysterious voice: "There is a ghost in this place."
The afterglow of the setting sun shone golden on the horizon, but it was already dark inside the Taoist temple.
Wu Chen smiled and said: "My ability is to communicate with ghosts."
The old Taoist opened his eyes wide as if he was scared and said: "It's scary."
"Are you talking about those people in the courtyard at the back who are currently preening and changing their clothes to pretend to be ghosts?" Wu Chen asked, staring at the old Taoist narrowly.
The old man was stunned for a moment, and wanted to say something more. Wu Chen waved his hand and said, "I pushed others away just to give you a chance to tell you your unspeakable secrets. You have to seize this opportunity and pretend to be crazy again. Don't Blame me for overthrowing your Taoist temple.”
“It’s boring!” said the old man. He waved his sleeves, sat next to Wu Chen and asked, "How did you tell?"
"Only a fool would believe it."
"Huh, it's been more than ten years, it's just you. If one person sees it, everyone else is a fool? How do you know there are others in the Taoist temple?”
"I still have some abilities that you can't think of. Are you deliberately letting this Taoist temple fail?"
"How can I have such abilities? It's because they did so many unjust things and ran away with a guilty conscience. I didn't do anything wrong. Of course I’m not afraid of things, but how can I support the Taoist temple on my own?”
“What did they do?”
“Conspiracy? Money kills people! I was still young at that time, and I watched them cheating pilgrims... Later, when they ran away, someone came to the door. I could only pretend to be a ghost and scare them away, but in this way, it would be difficult for the Taoist temple to recover. "
"That's nice to say. How have you lived these past ten years?" Wu Chen stood up and walked toward the backyard with his hands behind his back.
The old Taoist hurriedly stood up and followed him to persuade him: "There are a lot of things to eat on this mountain. I have a place to live here. It would be troublesome to leave. However, you'd better not go there and leave quickly. This Laojie Mountain Not everyone can stay."
"Oh? I would like to give it a try.”
“You are still young, don’t be self-righteous, just leave quickly.”
Wu Chen ignored him and walked straight to the second courtyard, where he saw Gao Er and Xu. Dazheng was chatting with the three people sitting on the ground. Wu Chen smiled and continued walking forward.
The old Taoist said hurriedly: "Since you have seen through it, I admit defeat. Just tell me what you want. It is better not to go to the backyard."
Wu Chen stood firm and asked: "Do you know who killed the five hundred soldiers at the foot of the mountain?"
The old Taoist waved his hand quickly and said, "It wasn't me!"
Wu Chen picked it. He raised his eyebrows and asked: "Who are you if not you?"
"I'm in the mountains Up, so far away from the bottom of the mountain, how can we know who killed him?”
“You don’t know, maybe those people in the backyard know.” Wu Chen was about to lift his legs and walk forward, but Lao Dao grabbed his arm. Said: "Those at the back are not as easy to talk to as me..."
"Oh? Big brother and second brother, go and get the people who are pretending to be ghosts behind here. No matter whether they are dead or injured."
The second grade of high school pointed to the three people on the ground. Wu Chen said: "If they don't want to live anymore, they can do it." Try to escape. I am taking action now. There is no guarantee that the person will survive, but I can guarantee that the person will survive. Die."
Wu Chen was telling the truth. The sophomore was afraid that the three of them wouldn't understand, so he explained: "He is more powerful than the two of us. If he doesn't take action easily, someone will die if he does, so it's best for the three of you. Just sit here and wait."
The three of them nodded in unison.
The second year of high school and Xu Da then walked towards the backyard. Before they reached the moon cave door, they saw fluttering white clothes flashing past the moon cave door. The second year of high school and Xu Da stopped. They turned to look at Wu Chen, like It’s asking: Did you see it?
Wu Cheng naturally saw it, and he asked: "How many did you see?"
"How many?" The sophomore and Xu Da said in unison.
The second year of high school said: "Just, just a white one... floated over. Is there anything else?"
Wu Chen immediately became energetic. He kept thinking about what might happen to the five hundred soldiers. If you have an obsession and don't want to leave, or if you happen to be seen by a ghost passing by when you commit the crime, the five-color jade case will naturally be much easier, but you have never encountered it. This is good luck tonight!
Wu Chen took a step forward and faced the moon cave door, full of expectation and said: "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes? Or any grievances? Speak up and I will help you settle it."
The fluttering white clothes flashed past the Moon Cave Gate again. Wu Chen said impatiently: "Stop fluttering. There is something real in front of you. I will suddenly turn around and let you see it later. Don't be scared to death!"
As soon as Wu Chen finished speaking, he suddenly took several steps back and said, "You don't have to come over, I can hear you."
High school sophomore and Xu Da walked back to the three people on the ground in silence. Next to them, the three people on the ground were dumbfounded. They all raised their heads and looked at the sophomore with questioning eyes. The sophomore sat next to them and whispered: "Just watch, you fake ones will be fooled by me with just one look." Brother saw through it. "
The old man was also a little confused. He watched Wu Chen talking to the air, and he was indifferent to the 'ghost' who was carefully dressed in white clothes and blue face, and he couldn't help but feel frightened.
Wu Chen looked at the jagged ghost with green face and black eyes floating in front of him, and said it again patiently. The ghost turned its neck, looked back, and said: "Come out, someone can see us. .”
Wu Chen took a deep breath and blinked, and there were several ghosts in front of his eyes. Some were pale, some had black hair covering their faces and only exposed black pupils, and some had rotten flesh on their faces... Wu Chen subconsciously retreated. Taking a step back, he stared at the ground and asked: "Were you all killed by others?"
"Can you really avenge us?"
"That depends on you. Are you telling the truth? If you were evil people during your lifetime, wouldn’t it mean that if I helped you, I would be helping others? So I still have to listen to your stories during your lifetime. A good person, but the one who designs to poison us must be an evil person.”
Wu Chen asked: “How long have you been dead?”
"Two years."
"Five years."
"Three years."
"A year and a half"
"Eight months."< br>
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"They were not killed at the same time. Do you know who is the person who killed you?"
Several ghosts said in unison: "I don't know."
Wu Chen picked a pick. Mei, looked at the old Taoist, as if asking again: Did you kill him?
The old Taoist was so frightened by Wu Chen's eyes that he collapsed to the ground.
The three people on the ground were already sitting around behind the sophomore at some point, clutching the lapels of the sophomore's clothes tightly.
A few pale faces appeared at the moon cave door, picking up the sides of the moon cave door and looking in.
I am very depressed. I have been unable to get into the follow-up reading. Finally, the follow-up reading on Tuesday was much better. I mustered up the courage to ask and found that it is no different from usual. Well, I can’t get up again this week. , the only remaining support has collapsed, where should we go?
How did you start writing books? It was because of the epidemic. After three years of epidemic, I wrote five million words for three years. I wanted to give up several times, but I still persisted until today, but the facts proved that it was not the material.
I once said to readers who scolded me, don’t scold, the data will punish the author instead of your language.
In February, I didn’t complain or regret. I tried it and knew that I couldn’t do it, so some discomfort was inevitable.
After all, I paid wrongly, hahahahaha, cervical vertebrae, lumbar vertebrae, eyesight, hair and obesity... I can't go back to the beginning.
I need to think carefully about how this book will turn out. I still have hundreds of thousands of manuscripts in hand. I originally wanted to update it when it is put on the shelves. Now that I think about it, it is ironic. This is the first time I have done this. Save more manuscripts.
Quietly, think about it, and tell you as soon as you think about it, you are the only one I can't let go of.
(End of this chapter)