One hundred and thirtieth chapter eight hole village (fifty-seven)

Zhao Guangsheng looked at the two people beside the bonfire with some effort. Although the firelight flickered a little, he still saw the expressions of Xie Jin and Wen Liang, obviously disbelieving.

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

His hands were tightly bound by hemp ropes. Zhao Guangsheng tried to break free again in the blind spot where the two and the female ghost could not see, but the resistance effect was still the same as before.

"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 dodging 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 want us to let you go."

Wen Liang's remarks almost aroused Zhao Guangsheng's anger. Anger flashed for a moment on his unshaven face, and then collapsed again, pretending to be helpless.

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

After realizing the difference in strength and recognizing the reality, what was exposed under that rough face was the nature of a timid man who hid under the protection of his old father all day long.

Wen Liang obviously didn't expect Zhao Guangsheng to say such a thing. He was stunned for a moment, then grinned and asked Xie Jin, "What would he think if I recorded the words just now for Zhao Yan to see?"

"...I don't know." Xie Jin stared at Zhao Guangsheng's feet on the ground and shook his head gently, "I think he should be disappointed."

"It's more than disappointment, this filial son wants his father to be in this place instead of him at this time." Wen Liang deliberately raised his voice, "If I were his father, I would definitely cut his skin."

"I!" Zhao Guangsheng on the ground didn't pretend, and Wen Liang's expression was too provocative. He voted towards him, raised his thick eyebrows, and his expression became slightly embarrassed.

"You two outsiders just don't dare, if my father is here, it's not you who are rampant now! Do you want to use the Shaman to break the curse? Bah! I think before the sacrifice, the other person's little boy Life is at stake!"

"But Zhao Yan is not here now."

Somewhat unexpectedly, Wen Liang looked at Xie Jin, who was talking, and this man, who was usually gentle and easy to talk, had a gloomy face at the moment, and there was a bit of coldness in his eyes.

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

"It's just you?" Many tiny scales appeared on Zhao Guangsheng's cheeks. Although the shape change was successful, the rope that bound his hands was getting tighter and tighter, so that he could only barely stabilize his form to be brave.

The scarlet tongue spit out from the cracked mouth, Zhao Guangsheng fantasized that he had wrapped around the man's fragile ankle that would break when he broke it, and he let out a strange and inexplicable laughter, completely ignoring Xie Jin's increasingly gloomy eyes.

"What are you doing to satisfy yourself?" Wen Liang got up and left the bonfire, and he jumped in front of Zhao Guangsheng, "Could it be that you want to follow your father's example and torment him by playing the way of imprisoning? It's what your father and son did together."

"I didn't... uh!" He had just raised his half-headed head and was slammed to the ground. Zhao Guangsheng's face fell into the mud again. He wanted to struggle, but Wen Liang's head stuck behind his ear and wrapped most of it. The hand on the back of the head didn't mean to let go.

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

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

"Mum! Mum! Mum!" Because opening his mouth would eat more silt, Zhao Guangsheng could only tell Wen Liang to stop with a monotonous syllable change.

Wen Liang stopped exerting force, and threw Zhao Guangsheng on the drier grass aside, "So what do you want to say now?"

"Cough, cough, cough!" The coughing was accompanied by the sound of Zhao Guangsheng's vomiting. He had never suffered such humiliation in his life for more than 20 years, but the feeling of death that was about to be suffocated in the mud just now couldn't be more real. Zhao Guangsheng knew very well that the white-haired man just didn't want to kill him, so he didn't kill him.

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

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

Standing up and returning to the bonfire, Wen Liang patted the bug on his body and said to Xie Jin, "The rest is left to you, just ask whatever you want, just let this guy really feel death, now it should be Completely changed."

"Okay." Xie Jin didn't say much, he walked slowly to Zhao Guangsheng, and for the first time looked at the embarrassed man on the ground with those cold eyes that he had never thought of himself.

Zhao Guangsheng had returned to his original state, and he didn't know whether it was because the temperature dropped suddenly at night or what. He curled up in the drier but still damp 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 body? Is the red snake on the head I saw? Is the body of Fairy Liu?" Xie Jin frowned. If you think down according to this thinking, then he nian Capture to support Fairy Li's nutrients?

He was too late to confirm with wen liang that zhao guangsheng was excited. He wanted to make a rope and jump up from the ground. "What do you mean? You say my father is Fairy Li? How is this! My father is my father, my father, my father, my father, my father, my father, my father, Even if it is Fairy Liu Niangniang, he 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 he had 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 able to confirm it."

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."

Wen Liang: This guy is so filial to me