Chapter 149 I advise you to be compassionate to the public
Two more people are missing, right... The remaining ninety or so people swallowed their saliva, their hearts were panicked, and their hands and feet were weak.
No one will be able to calm down when they first find out that they are still living in a "nightmare" and that two of their "dependent" accomplices are killed as soon as they say they will be killed.
Didn't the old man with the golden turtle just say something like "It's a mess, it's a little less". At that time, they didn't understand what he was talking about there. Now that they think about it, it was clearly foretold in the hexagrams. As a result, both of them will be "missed".
How scary!
What kind of monster is this Xu Shanshan? Look at the Dark Hall of Hell she created. It's just as terrifying as her.
At this time, there is no barrier between them and Xu Shanshan, and they can see each other at a glance.
Wanghu Tower has become the center of the hall, and the beautiful composition of the long corridor mural has turned into a tragic mural of the torture of ghosts in hell. She sat on a high seat in the hall, while they stood on the evil road, and behind them It is a narrow and slippery bridge. The water under the bridge is fishy and dirty, deep red and black.
"I feel...have we arrived at the Hall of Hell, Yama?"
The voice that was shaking so hard that it was almost distorted resonated with everyone.
"Yes, yes."
"Fake, absolutely fake, all illusions created by Xu Shanshan, no matter how real they are, they are still fake... What should we do now?"
< br>"What can we do? Didn't she say that she wanted to continue guessing? Then we have to ask her to lose once, so..." The man was very afraid that Xu Shanshan heard it, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Only then can we take the opportunity... Well Yes, she."
He was vague, but others could understand his true meaning.
Yes, they are not completely defeated. Isn’t the opportunity for a comeback right in front of them?
"That's right, I don't believe it's our turn to ask and we can still lose."
Those who study mystical arts, few people dare to make an agreement and deliberately break it, but it's not because of any loyalty or face that they spit and nail it. , but they are bound by the spirit of words, and random promises can easily backfire on themselves.
"Let the remaining three continue and ask her a question to guess."
"Yes."
"We have to think of something difficult!"
These people began to make suggestions.
Some people suggested guessing arithmetic problems, but they gave up because they were worried that Xu Shanshan was a master of easy calculations.
There was a suggestion to guess the number of stars in the sky, but they were worried that Xu Shanshan would just say a random number, so they couldn't refute it. They couldn't count them one by one.
Some people suggested guessing someone's private things, but they were unwilling to reveal their most private side, and they were not sure whether the guess was accurate. Because no one was willing to sacrifice, they gave up.
"Well, why don't we just ask... the secrets of some big shots? Xu Shanshan is said to be able to do calculations. She can figure out ordinary things, but some people have purple energy to protect them, and they are protected by the sky. Luck is not something that can be easily calculated. ”
This proposal immediately made them think it was feasible. An ascetic monk came out. He took off the bamboo hat on his head, revealing a tired and premature face. He said: "If a poor monk knows a secret, she will not be able to answer it."
Gu Yue Jiarong walked out. His original clothes were changed. This was a set of silk and luxurious thin green shirts found in Li Mansion. He occasionally felt a chill, and his sleeves were filled with wind, making him appear as warm as jade. , graceful and pure, with an impressive appearance.
"Miss Xu, in the second round we will ask, you guess, can we start?"
Xu Shanshan turned his eyes and glanced at the ascetic, but said indifferently: "Yes. "
"Can you guess who among the thirteen magic fighters on the coast of the South China Sea in the year of Jihai was the winner?" Gu Yuejiarong relayed the words of the ascetic monk.
Is this the secret from the ascetic monk?
Someone on the other side of Master Qingyi was in disbelief: "What kind of question is this? This matter was a sensation at that time, and now it has become a classic. It is passed down by word of mouth. The winner is the current Puji Master of Jialan Temple. Master."
"No."
The monk shook his head at them. Although he did not look old, his eyes looked like he had experienced a long time. Revealing deep wisdom and calm. "Who is that?"
He said——
At the same time, Xu Shanshan also opened his mouth and replied——
“Qing my god.”
“Qing my god.”
All People heard two different voices superimposed together and said the same answer. They were all shocked and stunned.
The ascetic monk suddenly looked across Xu Shan Mountain, his eyes widening.
How did she know this name?
"Did I guess it right?"
Master Qingyi and others: "..." They don't know whether it is right or not. Anyway, the answer is the same as the ascetic monk who asked the question.
"You, how did you know it was Qingwu God? Except for the thirteen people who were present, there is no way that the fourteenth person would know about this!" the ascetic said solemnly.
Everyone looked at the ascetic in surprise.
Since it is impossible for fourteen people to know, how did he know? Unless... he was one of the thirteen people who participated in the French Fight?
Xu Shanshan said: "Of course I guessed it."
Guessed it? Who believes it? You really think they are stupid.
"Is your real name really Xu Shanshan?" The ascetic monk kept looking at her: "Nine of the thirteen people back then have passed away, and now there are only four left. Of these four, you cannot be a great master, nor can you Maybe you are the abbot of Jialan Temple, are you..."
His pupils were suffocated and his breathing stagnated.
"You want to say that I am Qingwu God? Then you are wrong, Master Ruhai." Xu Shanshan's eyes were deep.
Master Ruhai? Who is this?
Many people have never heard of this Dharma name, and they are murmuring in their hearts.
"The poor monk has not traveled outside for decades. Since you can recognize the poor monk at a glance, you are definitely not Xu Shanshan. Since you are unwilling to reveal your identity, the poor monk will not force it, but the poor monk The monk has something to say to Almsgiver Xu.”
"Say."
"Everything has its limits, heaven and earth have their rules. If you go too far, you will get the opposite, and if you go too far, you will be in danger. Donor Xu... let's stop here. It's not appropriate to go any further." He said it deeply from the bottom of his heart. This sentence.
He came here for this sentence.
Xu Shanshan listened quietly, and after a while, she replied with a smile: "I am never willing to leave a trace when doing things, and you can't persuade me."
She With a wave of his hand, the soles of Master Ruhai's feet were empty, and he instantly fell into the black hole.
"Go on, it's my turn to ask next."
Xu Shanshan glanced at them gently, and they were so overwhelmed that they almost couldn't control the urge to turn around and run away.
But in this ghost place, where can they run to?
"Is this a must-play game?" The old man in yellow robe no longer had the arrogance he had before. He asked weakly: "Why did you catch us here?"
< br>Xu Shanshan might as well open the skylight and speak frankly: "We know why you are here, and I have two thoughts on capturing you, one is to kill, the other is to release, but I don't know which one to choose. I haven’t thought about it yet, why don’t I tell you after I finish playing this game?”