Cannon Fodder Is King [Transmigration]

"Who are you?" Wan Zihuai looked wary.

"The one who invited you here." Meng Ze felt calm and relaxed.

Wan Zihuai suddenly remembered what had happened just now, and it was for this reason. How could he not know that this was calculated by others, and his pupils shrank slightly: "You arranged the local tyrant female fan?"

"Accurately speaking," Meng Zezhi took a sip of the coffee in front of him: "The entire fan pick-up event, including your entry into the "Far Mountain" crew, is all my own work."

"Who are you?" Wan Zihuai couldn't help his scalp tingling thinking that he was not under Meng Zezhi's monitoring all the time.

"Don't be afraid," Meng Zezhi put down the coffee cup in his hand: "This is just my dream. I invite you to come over, mainly because I want to talk to you."

Hearing the words "Dreamland" and looking at Meng Zezhi's calm appearance, although vaguely aware that the other party might not endanger his life, his tense nerves still dare not relax.

"What is your purpose for doing this?"

"It's just self-protection." Meng Zezhi looked up at him.

"Protecting yourself?" Wan Zihuai looked unbelieving.

Meng Zezhi said: "Don't look at my dress, I am actually a Taoist priest."

Taoist priest?

Wan Zi's breathing was stagnant, and a strong anxiety rose in his heart.

Sure enough, the next moment, I just listened to Meng Zezhi's words: "So, I know all about your origins, including the origins of the century-old ghost next to you."

"At the beginning of April, the popular IP drama "Gong Lue" in ancient costume was cast. You went to participate in the interview. The director cherished talents and rejected all the consensus. You were selected as the male number three. At that time, the actor Zheng Bingren was in this drama. As the leading actor, after being in contact with you for a period of time, I am surprised at your talent and hard work and have a good impression of you."

"Li Wenhuan was inevitably jealous, so when Zheng Bingren was filming, he broke the coercion hanging from Zheng Bingren's body, causing Zheng Bingren to fall from the two-story sky, breaking his right leg, and being caught. Forced to quit the crew."

"Two months ago, in order to please you, Li Wenhuan killed He Mingyuan (a scumbag), and then He Mingyuan and Wan Ziqing (Wan Zihuai's half-sister) were murdered by the adulterer and the adulteress. He stabbed it out and caused an uproar among netizens. In order to prevent the stock from continuing to fall, He Mingyuan's brokerage company had to wash him off, and then spilled dirty water on you."

"Good intentions to do bad things, Li Wenhuan got angry and sent his subordinates to kill the boss of the brokerage company to vent his anger...I'm right, Mr. Wan!"

With a sentence, Mr. Wan defeated the last trace of luck in Wan Zi's heart. He looked solemn and said in a deep voice, "What are you trying to say?"

Meng Zezhi said lightly: "My surname is Xie, Shangguang Xiasheng, I want to come to Mr. Wan because he has heard of me."

Wan Zihuai's complexion changed slightly.

"The manager of the brokerage company that Li Wenhuan wants to get rid of, Han Daqin, is a good friend of my spouse. Your dead stepmother is my ex-girlfriend. Wan Ziqing is the half-sister of my son Xie Bowen. Li Wenhuan sent out to kill Han Daqin. I got rid of the female ghost in red."

Wanzi's eyes were even more alert.

Meng Zezhi looked in his eyes and chuckled lightly: "You are very protective of Li Wenhuan!"

Wan Zihuai couldn't understand what Meng Zezhi's idea was. He paused: "Wen Huan is my love."

"My love? It seems that Li Wenhuan's position in your heart is really extraordinary." Meng Zezhi looked at him and sneered: "Then you must not know two things."

"whats the matter?"

"For example, how did Lu Huaijin die?" Meng Zezhi's eyes were deep, reaching people's hearts.

"What?" Wanzi frowned slightly.

"Do you remember the pothole in the back mountain of Gejiacun?" Meng Zezhi asked.

Wan Zihuai was silent for a while: "Remember."

That was the place where he was reborn, and it was also the place where Li Wenhuan entangled him.

"Li Wenhuan was suppressed in that pit, and he used Devil May Cry Array," Meng Zezhi paused: "It doesn't matter if you don't know what Devil May Cry Array is, you just need to know the only person in contact with Devil May Cry Array. The method is to sacrifice the blood of the dear ones and the souls."

"After the hunting team in Gejiacun broke into the pothole, they mistakenly thought it was an ancient tomb, so they became greedy, exploded the sarcophagus with explosives, and released Li Wenhuan. In order to escape the shackles of the formation, Li Wenhuan used the hunting team to fight for thirty. Several team members took hostages and threatened the head of Gejia Village to pay him a wife."

"Then Lu Huaijin died, and his soul flew away. I don't need to talk about the relationship in detail!"

Wan Zi's face was white.

"He just died on the front foot. Perhaps because you and his birth date are the same, your hind foot entered his body by accident and was reborn. After you went down the mountain, the hunting team of Gejiacun had more than 30 young men. , Sickness, paralysis, and death, leaving behind a bunch of old and young women and children lingering."

Wanzi clenched his hands into fists. He bit the corner of his lips and took a deep breath: "I will investigate what you said."

It's not that he doesn't believe Meng Zezhi's words. In the final analysis, he doesn't mind Li Wenhuan's past, after all, Li Wenhuan is ‘getting better’ now.

He was pregnant with all his sons, and he wished that his enemies would be ruined and die, so that he would be relieved of his hatred.

But Lu Huaijin was dead, and the young man in the Gejiacun hunting team was dead. Facing the same murderer Li Wenhuan, even if he didn't save others by himself, he should stay away. It was Wan Zihuai who didn't know before, but now he knows, but his heart is still toward Li Wenhuan.

Can love really confuse people to such a degree?

A faint ridicule flashed in Meng Zezhi's eyes. Although people's hearts were biased, it would be a bit disgusting if Sanguan followed him.

After all, murderers and prisoners are two different concepts. The former is at large, while the latter has been punished by law.

Ordinary people may accept that you are with a prisoner, but you dare to find a murderer to try!

However, Meng Ze knew that he was not here to reason with Wan Zihuai.

He said again: "For another example, why are you still alive now!"

Wan Zihuai looked at Meng Zezhi abruptly, and his voice became a bit bitter: "What do you mean?"

"Humans belong to yang, ghosts belong to yin. Even if humans and ghosts are under the same roof, there is a risk of yin and evil entering the body if they are not careful. Once the yin and evil are in the body, they will linger on the bed, and severely die. Death, not to mention you who had already performed Zhou Gong's gift with Li Wenhuan—"

Hearing this, Wanzi's face was blue and white, it was so lively, but I didn't know whether he was ashamed or annoyed.

"After you are reborn, anyone who has been in contact with you, loved you, offended you, either has serious illnesses, or has bad luck, and encounters a life-threatening disaster every three to five times. Do you know why? "Meng Zezhi asked.

Wan Zihuai had a vague guess in his heart.

"Zheng Bingren and Chen Tianhou were the first people to have an accident. It happened in mid-June because they were killed by corpses. The corpses will continuously devour the host’s anger and replenish it to their owner. Last month At the beginning of the month, Zheng Bingren had a car accident, I went to see it, and then helped them pull out the corpses. If the anger on them is exhausted for a few days at night, maybe it’s not you who are hot on Weibo at the moment. Zihuai, but their obituaries."

Wan Zihuai's expression turned pale again.

He remembered that in mid-June, he said he didn't like Li Wenhuan's cold touch. The next day Li Wenhuan's body had temperature. It was also at the beginning of last month, when he and Li Wenhuan were doing that, Li Wenhuan’s body suddenly cooled...

"In the past month or so, Li Wenhuan should have been in close contact with you. One can imagine how many innocent people have become victims of your love."

"No, it's impossible—" Wanzi was worried. As long as he thought that every close contact between him and Li Wenhuan was based on the lives of innocent people, his stomach would surge like boiling water.

To put it bluntly, he is also an ordinary person.

What made him even more angry was that Li Wenhuan lied to him.

"It is true that Li Wenhuan has helped you solve a lot of troubles, but with your own ability, you may not be able to reach the height of your previous life. Do you want to live in the psychological shadow for the rest of your life? Or, you can calmly be with Li Wenhuan Is it?" Meng Zezhi said, "I can help you."

Wan Zihuai raised his head abruptly, uncertain.

Just listen to Meng Zezhi's cold voice: "Murder pays lives, debts pay back."

Wan Zi's eyes stared slightly, and his breath was unstable: "You, are you going to kill Wen Huan?"

"As soon as he died, you were relieved. Have you forgotten how Li Wenhuan forced you before?" Meng Zezhi said self-consciously: "I have told you so much, I just want you to do me a favor, Jin Inside the mezzanine of the box, there is a packet of medicine, colorless and tasteless. If you try to let Li Wenhuan take it, the medicine will block the flow of vitality in his body and reduce his strength to the greatest extent. Then it will be easy to pick him up. too much."

"To be honest, people and ghosts have different paths. You are still young and the future is infinite. Don't let Li Wenhuan delay you."

For a moment of effort, Wanzi moved his heart, as if thinking of something, and asked: "If I help you, can you help me wash off the black material on my body?"

He was talking about the dirty water that the brokerage company poured on him in order to prevent the stock from continuing to fall.

"I'm afraid not. Because of this incident, the brokerage company has lost 500 million in market value, and it hasn't recovered yet." Meng Zezhi paused: "However, I can help you take revenge, He Mingyuan (scumbag) is dead. , Isn’t Wan Ziqing still alive? I can also ask Han Daqin to send you a road to blue clouds. It is compensation for you, how?"

"I will think about it, I will think about it." Wanzi was in a state of confusion.

"You have one day to think about it. Later, I'm afraid Li Wenhuan will come to you." Meng Zezhi said: "Even if it is not for yourself, you must also consider those who died tragically innocently."

Speaking of this, as if he had noticed something, he said, "Okay, Li Wenhuan is back, so go back."

After speaking, he unfolded the fan and slapped it in the direction where Wan Zihuai was. If he couldn't reach it, Wan Zihuai passed out into a coma.