Chapter 50: Encouragement of the Spirit

"I'm not going to let you go?"

At that time, a nameless fire came up, and I just came to settle accounts with him, why did I become a wicked person at this time!

"Turn your head and take a good look at me, don't put on my head without saying anything!"

After hearing this, he still didn't look at me, but just hurt me hard.

"Who else besides you, who is really too deceitful and has come to us, you say that you are a Taoist priest, don't you think it's too much to do this?"

I wanted to give this ghost a pestle, and seeing that he was already dead, I thought about it or forget it.

"You show me a good look!"

I pulled out a few black iron nails and forcibly nailed him to the wall, and the ghost was half scared to death, and actually peed his pants in fright.

It's also the first time I've known that ghosts can pee their pants, but it's not the same solid yellow liquid, but like a pale yellow smoke.

"If you don't open your eyes again, don't blame me for being polite, then the master will definitely beat you to death. ”

I have to not listen to what I say, there is no way, I can only use this trick to threaten.

Under my coercion and temptation, this thing is finally willing to look up at me.

When he saw me, he was slightly stunned at first, and then shuddered.

I haven't figured out what's going on, but the cowardly ghost cried first, snot and tears, as if I had bullied him.

"You're too much, I'm dead, and if he doesn't come himself, he has to send an accomplice, and even if I become a ghost, he will kill me completely. ”

"Didn't I help everything I should have helped? I promised to keep my mouth shut and not tell that Liu Zilong, I will do it, you let me go." ”

As soon as I heard it, it became clear that there must be something wrong here.

I said directly: "I am Liu Zilong." ”

The cowardly ghost still didn't believe me, and actually sneered.

"What are you making such a joke on me? You say that I think death is the four major emptiness, why did you make up such a lie to scare me, although I have never met Liu Zilong, but you definitely can't be ......"

When he said this, he looked sideways at me, intentionally or unintentionally, and suddenly his eyes straightened.

He asked incredulously, "Are you really Liu Zilong?"

I was a little speechless, but I didn't want to answer his mentally retarded question.

"Tell me honestly who made you hurt me, I can let you go, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

"Are you really Liu Zilong?" he repeated like a repeater.

"It's sad that you don't even know who you killed, and I'm here today to find out what's going on. ”

"I have no grievances with you, why do you want to hurt me!"

"I didn't, wronged!"

He wanted to run away, but seeing that he was bound by me and had no place to escape, he immediately begged for mercy.

"I'm also being taken advantage of, you see that I was sold and finally died in this pitiful appearance, don't worry about me. ”

I sighed.

"I told you I could let you go. ”

"I've always done what I say, but you have to tell the truth, if you don't tell me the truth and tell me who that person is, I'll cut you and let you die without peace!"

I don't have that ruthless heart to deal with a ghost.

I'm just trying to scare him, and whoever calls this ghost always doesn't tell the truth, and it doesn't tell the truth, which makes it very difficult for me to do it.

Is there really nothing he can do about me?

The ghost saw that I was really angry, and sure enough, without saying a word, I compromised, if I hadn't been nailed, I would have immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.

"I said, I said it's not okay, as long as you can let me go, I'll confess!"

I nodded, and found a chair to sit on.

What I think is the strangest thing here is the ghost next to it, like a puppet, suspended in the air and not moving.

I glanced at him a few times, but he was still staring in one direction as before, and if I hadn't dodged away, I would have thought it had caught my shoes.

The cowardly confession of the ghost.

"Here's the thing, just over a month ago, a person suddenly came to my house, this person was tightly wrapped, although he didn't look like a good person, but he was very generous. ”

I looked around and asked, "This is your house?"

The cowardly nodded hesitantly.

"I'm a person who likes to engage in machinery and inventions, but in the eyes of others I'm a jobless vagrant, and I have lost all the money to apply for patents, and now is the time to be short of money, otherwise I'm afraid I'm going to starve to death." ”

I looked at a lot of things in there, and said a little strangely, "You can sell all these things, aren't you inventing? ”

The cowardly ghost shook his head resolutely: "That's what I did, it's something I invented, and it can't be sold." ”

"What can't you sell? If you're not making it for someone else, why are you making it?"

I really can't quite understand his thinking.

"I just don't have a good promotion channel, and I don't quite fit the mainstream of the public, so I can't help it, everyone doesn't like it. I can't sell it for much either. ”

"As for what you said about selling and what I understand as selling, I don't mean the same thing, my selling refers to selling to others for use, not buying out, if it is to sell all the patents, I will definitely not be willing to do it. ”

I only understand what he said now, but I think about selling them all, and I still care about what to do with selling these things, and now I can't eat this food, and when I starve to death, won't all these pieces of his be disposed of as garbage?

I think this ghost is pitiful enough, but there is one thing that makes me more confused.

I pointed to what had been split in half by the sword behind me.

"Didn't you say those were your inventions, and you just couldn't bear to destroy them all?"

I originally thought that this ghost saw that he was dead, so he gave up on himself, but now it seems that it is not, just by his determination to resolutely guard here without leaving, I know that he must be obsessed.

"Those are defective products, that is, failed products, and I categorically will not leave those behind. ”

The cowardly ghost sighed leisurely, "The reason why I stayed after I died was actually reluctant to let my work go, hoping that someone would find it, but I didn't want others to find it." ”

This cowardly ghost speaks with a crying tone.

I didn't want to talk to him about it anymore, so I continued, "Let's talk about the mysterious person you talked about before, he came to you and asked you to harm me, right?"

Who knows, but the cowardly ghost shook his head.