Chapter 788: Truth and Falsehood under the Fog
Everyone looked at Zhang Wentian to see how he would answer.
Zhang Wentian said calmly: "If you want to ask, I will tell you. My method of solving the mystery is very simple, that is to imitate the Nanfu Town of the past. How did Nanfu Town solve the mystery? It is very simple, kill most of them Only a few people survived, and then they threw a large amount of ginseng fruits into the ancient well and offered sacrifices. After the ginseng fruits were sacrificed, it was enough to open up a road to the outside of the town. The noble man of Nanzhen, that is, Emperor Taining, led Zhang Wentong, there are a few lucky ones who got into trouble like this. I am also prepared to do the same, kill all of you, sacrifice most of the ginseng fruits myself, and then return with the remaining ginseng fruits. Da Qi, ate up all the ginseng fruits outside and sought revenge on Zhang Wentong. Of course, my original plan was to take my poor son with me, but unfortunately, he was killed by Zhang Wentong." The whole place was silent
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Whether they are Zhang Wentian's disciples or Zhang Wentian's wives and concubines; whether they support Zhang Wentian or oppose Zhang Wentian; whether they are night guards or people from the tomb general; whether they are guards going up to the mountainous area or going down to the mountainous area. The townspeople all stared at Zhang Wentian with wide eyes and disbelief.
People with deep cultivation can even see the faint smile on Zhang Wentian's face through Zhang Wentian's veil.
what happened?
Could it be that Zhang Wentian already had a chance to win and wanted to kill everyone?
Everyone was feeling cold all over, either secretly using their true energy or grabbing weapons, and they all looked at Zhang Wentian warily.
There were also some people who slowly backed away when facing Zhang Wentian.
Zhang Wentian's disciples, wives and concubines had complicated expressions and twisted eyes.
Even Li Qingxian was a little confused and looked at Han Anbo.
Han Anbo dipped his right index finger in the wine, moved his left hand towards Li Qingxian, and wrote the word "expensive" on it.
The sound of your voice is almost strange.
The dirty beggar was also stunned for a moment, and then continued to ask: "Do you know of any other ways to solve the mystery?"
Zhang Wentian glanced at everyone suspiciously and warily, and said seriously: "Of course I know. Over the years, I have secretly collected all the tricks to solve the trick, and found a very likely method. That is, give the ginseng fruit to the trickster. People, eliminate the evil spirits in everyone, and then go all out to plant food and other things in the town. Everyone works together and keeps throwing things into the ancient well. As long as there is enough time, enough power will be accumulated to make the ancient well erupt and open up the path to the outside world. Road. However, this method is easy to say and easy to do, but what benefit will it have to me, Zhang Wentian? With ginseng fruit, I can live longer and achieve higher grades. I can work hard with you despicable mud-legged people. What can I get, a posthumous name? I don’t need it. Speaking of which, you all think of ginseng fruit in a complicated way. The function of ginseng fruit is actually very simple. It is the most mysterious thing in treatment. However, when the noble man of Nanzhen discovered that ginseng fruit has another After all, ginseng fruit is no longer that simple."
Everyone continued to look at Zhang Wentian blankly, looking at the usually famous mayor, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.
Even his wives, concubines, and disciples became increasingly confused.
The dirty beggar said: "So, you don't care about our lives anymore?"
Zhang Wentian felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and said seriously: "As long as the Zhang family and I can last for hundreds of generations, be rich for thousands of generations, and live better, your life and death have nothing to do with me. Do it? This world is like this, you either eat ginseng fruit or become a ginseng fruit. You are stupid, believe me, treat me as the mayor, let me control you, give me the privilege of killing you to pick ginseng fruit, why do you blame me? Ask yourselves , did I force you, or did you stupidly think that if you gave me the position of mayor, I would be your cow and horse, and I would be your father and mother? So you are stupid. You guys The waste has nothing to do. I owe the town what it is today. What happened to me when I took away the ginseng fruit? Why should my descendants not eat the ginseng fruit that is on their lips and leave it to your descendants? Dirty beggar, give it to your descendants. As I get older, I am living more and more, and I am asking such a stupid question. No wonder I live like this, I am such an old waste." The
dirty beggar's face turned red and he gritted his teeth.
Xu Changren and other townspeople's eyes were filled with fire. The people in fine clothes in the upper mountain area frowned, why is Zhang Wentian crazy? Everyone is doing these things, but how can they say it?
Han Anbo wrote another word on his hand with wine: "True."
Li Qingxian nodded heavily.
Then, Li Qingxian's eyes moved and he said, "Mr. Mayor, what you said may be different from what we heard." "
What?" Zhang Wentian looked at Li Qingxian.
Li Qingxian asked: "Do you still remember how you answered the dirty beggar's first question?"
Zhang Wentian said: "I said this requires everyone to work together to contribute to Fuzhen and jointly open up a new road to Qi State. The road. As long as we all work hard and listen to my words, we will one day solve the mystery. This is my unswerving plan to solve the mystery, and it has never changed. The so-called occupying the ginseng fruit is pure nonsense. I am only taking care of the ginseng fruit. The ginseng fruit belongs to the whole town. It belongs to everyone, not just me."
"What's your second answer?"
Zhang Wentian said: "I said there are so many ways to solve puzzles in the world. You guys always like to find shortcuts. , in the end, the shortcut will definitely backfire. Don’t think so much, follow me, trust me, work together, and rush to a new road together. I, Zhang Wentian, will help everyone leave the strange place even if I shed the last drop of my blood."
" What's your third answer?"
Zhang Wentian frowned and said, "That's it, let me repeat it again. Anyway, I'm used to making up nonsense. After saying it for so many years, I still remember these clichés. I said at the time, why don't I care about everyone? fate? I, Zhang Wentian, am also a human being, my parents are also human beings, and my descendants are also human beings. We are all the same people, so naturally we have to work together to solve the mystery. You sincerely let me be the mayor, Then I will be a good mayor and never let you down. My power as the mayor comes entirely from you. Everyone’s life is our life. What does the life of my Zhang family count? These words , is there anything wrong? I think those idiots will believe it."
Mr. Fu seemed to be waking up from a dream, and hurriedly took out the communication charm plate and quickly recounted the matter.
After listening to this, Zhang Wentian's eyes were blank and he stayed where he was. He hurriedly defended: "I'm trying to find a way to deceive you and make you believe that what I just said was framed by others. I want to frame the dirty beggar and slander him. The magic is using my mouth to spread rumors. I want to refute the rumors..."
Zhang Wentian suddenly stopped mid-sentence, gritting his teeth and saying nothing.
The whole place fell into deathly silence again.
One person suddenly said: "Understood, this time we are lucky, we can only tell the truth, not lies."
Li Qingxian thought of the last time when the mist came, everyone could not tell the truth, only lies.
(End of chapter)