Let Me Draw a Card In the Infinite World

Fu Xiangxiang looked at him coldly: "So you admit it, you really are the one who manipulates everything behind!"

Dayong's eyes changed a few times, and he suddenly smiled: "When did I admit it? Just rely on me to bring a newspaper to Lu Dongliang?"

Fu Xiangxiang glanced at the slowly rising plot progress bar, and twitched his lips: "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, we are sure it is you!"

Dayong seemed to not understand which part of his design was wrong, but he didn't seem to want to hide himself anymore. He looked straight at Fu Xiangxiang, as if he just wanted to ask: "Why do you suspect me?"

Fu Xiangxiang didn't hide it either: "In fact, you pushed yourself into our sight."

Dayong's face was incredulous: "What?"

Fu Xiangxiang squinted his eyes slightly: "The various accidents on the night of the circus show are indeed very hidden. Even if we know that it was a grudge, we cannot find out who the manipulator is behind the scenes. But the death of Sister Wang is different. ."

Feng Hui looked at her blankly: "Sister Wang?"

Fu Xiangxiang nodded: "Unlike Cheng Wei, Sister Wang died in a room in the Maxim Hotel. The cause of death was wounded by a sharp weapon. Everyone can see this. Because the two murders are next to each other, it is easy to make mistakes. I thought that Sister Wang was also entangled by the resentment, and the cause of death was because she was also the insider of the murder three years ago."

Feng Hui was completely stunned: "Isn't it? What is she because of?"

Fu Xiangxiang raised his eyebrows: "It depends on what you and Sister Wang were planning to do at the time!"

Feng Hui covered her mouth, restrained her yelling, and murmured for a long time: "Master Zhang! We are all afraid that the resentful ghosts back then will come and kill him. Sister Wang will take me to find Tianshi Zhang. !"

Fu Xiangxiang sighed softly: "Yes. According to Sister Wang, that Zhang Tianshi has high mana and can get rid of ghosts. Some people don't want you to go to Zhang Tianshi, so they kill her first."

"So-who is the one who doesn't want her to find Tianshi Zhang?" She turned her eyes and looked at Dayong meaningfully: "The four of you gathered in Sister Wang’s room for a meeting that night, knowing that they would go to Tianshi Zhang. Except for Lu Dongliang, there is only you!"

"So, that night, after Feng Hui left Sister Wang’s room, you were afraid that Tianshi Zhang, who Sister Wang found, was really capable of dispelling resentful ghosts. So you sneaked into her room at night and killed it with a dagger. she."

Feng Hui suddenly turned to look at Dayong: "It's really you!"

Dayong lowered his head, his face hidden in the shadows, and did not speak for a long while.

The assistant magician who stood by stared at him blankly, and said in disbelief, "Dayong, you really did all this? So you already knew it?"

Dayong looked up at his childhood friend, and finally nodded: "Yes, I knew it! That night three years ago, Liu Dong and I lived in a tent, and our tent was next to Xiao Hei's tent. . When I heard the noise and looked there, the fire was already burning. I quickly pushed Liu Dong to wake up and rushed out of the tent. Although the night was dim and the situation was critical, I still saw Cheng Wei and Lu Dongliang leaving behind in panic. ."

Dayong said, slowly raising his hands, his hands wearing a pair of white cotton yarn work gloves.

Everyone in the regiment knew that he had injuries on his hands, but he always wore gloves, and everyone had hardly seen his hands.

At this moment, Dayong slowly took off his gloves and showed his hands in front of everyone. Those hands had obviously experienced severe burns, and the backs of his hands were covered with terrifying scars.

Dayong's eyes were dark: "You only know that my hands were accidentally burned in the fire three years ago, but no one knows how the injuries came from."

Feng Hui stared at the wound on his hand: "Did you wake up so early? I always thought you were too heavy asleep to escape in time."

Dayong smiled miserably: "Heh, in fact, I was the one who woke up first. After discovering that it was on fire, Liu Dong and I shouted for help, waking everyone up, and tried to pick up felt blankets and other objects to fight the fire."

"If the fire is really just an accident, we probably still have a chance to put it out. But it was an artificial arson. The point of fire was Xiao Hei's tent, and we had nothing to do."

"They set a fire in the tent. It was filled with choking smoke and flames. The zipper at the door couldn't be opened. I heard Da Mao Ermao crying desperately in the tent. Xiao Hei and A Qiang had limited mobility, so they could only mourn. Weeping mournfully. I tried to save someone, but I burned my hands and couldn't tear the **** tent open."

"In the end the tent finally broke, not by me, but by burning. But the people inside can't be saved..."

Dayong turned his eyes to look at Lu Dongliang, with a sharp tone: "I wanted to ask you guys that night, Liu Dong grabbed me, and he said that even if you two were really there at the time, they couldn’t explain anything, not to mention that the sky was so dark at the time. , It is very likely that I had misunderstood myself. Now the situation in the regiment is getting better, so I don’t want to have trouble. I was confused, and I began to wonder if I had misunderstood, so I was confused and persuaded by him. "

Lu Dongliang's face was bitter: "Then what happened to you?"

Dayong snorted: "Later, I overheard a conversation between you and Cheng Wei, and I was convinced that the fire that year was really caused by the two of you. But the matter has passed, and the insurance company’s compensation has already been paid, even though There is no evidence to report to the police. It is too difficult to convict you."

He clenched his hands into fists on his sides, and the scars on the back of his hands bulged out one by one: "But I am not reconciled! Those are four lives. They are my friends who grew up together. Their cry before death is still in my ears. , I can't pass the hurdle in my heart!"

Lu Dong stared at him in panic: "So those accidents are really grudges?"

Dayong seemed to be pleased by his horrified look, and smiled sincerely: "Guess!"

Fu Xiangxiang shook his head slightly: "Although Sister Wang was killed by you, the accident at the circus performance is indeed caused by a grudge."

Lu Dongliang's hair was horrified, and his back was chilled: "How come you have become a resentful ghost..."

Da Yong looked straight at him with a look like a ghost in the underworld: "When I was a child, I heard the goddess in the village said a way to put the bodies of those who were full of grievances to death in a special kind of urn and bury them in the place where they died. It will nourish more grievances. And if the place where they died happens to be a very shady place, it will be even more effective."

A cold laughter escaped from his throat: "You said it was a coincidence that the clearing of the back mountain happens to be a very gloomy place, hahahaha, this is all fate!"

Lu Dongliang yelled in horror, and looked around in horror: "What extremely gloomy place? What resentment? I don't believe it!"

The corner of Dayong's lips raised, and a grinning smile appeared: "Don't believe it? Then look at it again!"

As he said, he raised a hand covered with burns and snapped his fingers casually.

A sigh of wind swept away, and everyone present aroused goose bumps.

Everyone didn't know why, but they intuitively felt that some danger was approaching, and couldn't help but look around.

Something seemed to be shaking in the shadow of the corner of the big tent. Everyone held back the beating heart and looked intently, but they were even more alarmed.

I saw that the shadow in that corner was gradually deepening little by little. After a while, those deep shadows shook violently, separated from the previous shadows, and slowly moved towards everyone.

Someone in the crowd screamed.

Those shadows slowly approaching everyone turned out to be four dark shadows in the shape of a jar.

It is not accurate to say that it is a jar. The four dark shadows are tall, round, narrow up and down, and thick in the middle, which is the "urn" mentioned by Dayong before.

Everyone stood up subconsciously, and you pushed me back, trying to stay away from those dark shadows.

The four dark shadows still approached them slowly, with a silent deterrence.

"Finally appeared!" someone raised the volume at the door and said loudly.

Everyone was frightened by the sudden black shadow, and they were even more frightened when they heard someone talking loudly. They quickly looked at the people coming tremblingly.

The curtain at the door was raised high, and two familiar figures, one tall and one short, stood at the door, Xiao Yang and Li Gui.

Fu Xiangxiang raised her eyebrows. She didn't see Xiao Yang and Li Gui when they gathered before, so she guessed where the two of them must have gone looking for clues, thinking that they were not there, so that they could not give them to herself in order to grab the MVP or something. Add chaos.

Unexpectedly, these two actions are quite neat, they are back so soon!

Lin You's location is also near the door. Seeing that his team has successfully led to the big boss, these two suddenly appeared and didn't know what they wanted to do. They felt a little unhappy, and their tone began to unhappy: "You two came by coincidence. , Why did you go early?"

Xiao Yang ignored her provocation and gave a step to the side, revealing the person behind him.

"It's better to come early than to come by coincidence." Li Gui looked at her provocatively: "We have found the key person!"

After hearing his words, everyone focused on the stranger behind Xiao Yang.

It was a thin middle-aged man with yellowish skin and small eyes but very shrewd look. He wore an untimely dark blue robe, with two moustaches, and a snow-white whisk in his hand. See Everyone looked at him, he flicked the dust, put one hand and palm on his chest, and bowed to everyone: "Buddha of immeasurable life, poor Dao has seen every layman!"

Fu Xiangxiang twitched his mouth: "Master Zhang?"

There really is such a person!

Li Gui raised his eyebrows triumphantly: "Naturally! You know how to attract the boss, if you don't find Tianshi Zhang, do you want to destroy the group?"

He blinked at Lin You and said in a low voice, "MVP must be ours!"

Lin You curled his lips disdainfully: "That's not necessarily true!"

Although the crowds onlookers did not understand what "yin boss" is, the name "Zhang Tianshi" came out, and the sentiment was inspiring.

"Master Zhang is here! Great!"

"Master Zhang, have you seen those dark things? They are all grieving ghosts!"

"Master will soon accept them!"

Dayong's face was sinking, he took two steps back subconsciously, and looked at Zhang Tianshi with a vigilant face.

"Buddha of immeasurable life!" Zhang Tianshi shook the whisk in his hand again, and pointed to the four dark shadows: "It really is a grudge!"

Speaking and looking at the people around him, he said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, you guys, it's just a grievance, leave it to the poor road!"

Everyone was greatly relieved at once.

Master Zhang Tian took out a gossip gossip from the box he carried and put it on his chest, took out a mahogany sword in his hand, and finally turned out a small hip flask.

He gave a dry cough, shook his shoulders as if to embolden himself, picked up the small hip flask, and walked towards the group of dark shadows holding on to the mahogany sword.

Everyone held their breath and looked at him with good eyes, expecting him to quickly get rid of those resentful ghosts.

Zhang Tianshi walked a few steps closer, opened the lid of the small hip flask, and spilled the liquid in the hip flask toward the black shadows: "Where can the evil demon escape?"

The liquid was spilled and the effect was effective. The colors of the black shadows became a little lighter, and a burst of **** breath came from them. Everyone realized that the liquid in the flask must be black dog blood.

Everyone was relieved immediately: the celestial master's work is extraordinary.

Zhang Tianshi showed his face, taking advantage of the weakening of the magical power of the black shadows, he shot again, took out a few sticks of glutinous rice from his pocket and sprinkled it over. There was a faint cracking sound in the air, and some burning smell similar to the burning of a flame.

When everyone looked intently, the color of the shadows became lighter again.

Taking advantage of the victory, Zhang Tianshi sprinkled a circular magic circle with black dog blood on the open ground under his feet, and took out a few charms from his sleeves and pasted it around the circle, while reciting the scriptures in his mouth, he took out a circle Only the lighter ignited those spells one by one.

Shu Ran watched Zhang Tianshi use the lighter to light the spell, recalling Qin Shisan’s golden aura of spells and his volley-manipulating charms, she couldn't help but twitched her mouth: "It's also a Taoist priest. Why is there such a big gap between this one and Qin Shisan!"