The self-proclaimed sergeant major Wei Chengwu slowly floated up to Father An, looked at him with suspicion, and said, "I don't know what I've been through, and I don't know why you have a way to talk to me. But my gut told me it was all like a dream, a nightmare. ”

"If only it were a nightmare. Let's be honest, you might as well try to remember what happened before. You will easily find that you are consciously or unconsciously avoiding the terrible 'truths'. ”

When Father An spoke, his voice actually had its own surround sound, which Yu Siqi had never seen before.

"A lot of things have happened before, my head hurts, it's about to crack."

Wei Chengwu suddenly hugged his head and made a look as if he was in great pain.

"Can you really feel the pain? Or do you think you can feel the pain? ”

Father Ann asked, questioningly.

"No kidding, don't I know my situation better than you?"

Wei Chengwu was still beating his head desperately with his hands. This action is indeed a bit like a 'solution' caused by too much pain.

"It seems to me that you obviously don't know anything about yourself, or even anything going on here. If that's not the case, how can you pretend you're alive? ”

Father An suddenly stretched out his left hand, which directly penetrated Wei Chengwu's body, and then slowly retracted it under the latter's surprised look.

"How is this possible?"

Wei Chengwu, who was a little unable to accept the reality, looked at his uninjured body, and then looked at Father An who was standing opposite him, and looked a little surprised.

"Death takes away all pain. So, are you willing to explain what you just said? Any explanation will do. ”

Father Ann shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't know"

For Wei Chengwei's stunned and overwhelmed look, Yu Siqi still has some feelings. It's not like nothing hasn't happened to him himself, but it usually happens when he's on the platform.

"Then tell me something you know. Based on your previous statement, can I assume that you are actually a non-commissioned officer in a military region in Xinsong? ”

Realizing that continuing to force it might not lead to any good progress, Father Ann switched to a conversation in which he dominated the topic. It is worth mentioning that this method has been similar to that of Siqi before, and it was on TV.

"Yes, as a soldier, I have always served in the army."

The moment Wei Chengwu finished answering, he asked suspiciously, "What are you asking for?" Do you also want to get information from me that cannot be passed on? ”

"I'm trying to deny it, but I'm afraid that's one of my intentions. After all, you are the only one who can tell me what I have been through. It is only from you that I can get useful information. ”

Father Ann said calmly.

As soon as his 'confession' was spoken, Wei Chengwu looked very anxious.

Wei Chengwu, who looked uneasy, thought about it for a long time, and finally confirmed it to Father An: "Am I really dead?" Are you sure it's not going to be some 'ingenious' farce or 'torture'? ”

"Believe me, if you can really probe your secrets through torture. Those two next to me definitely don't mind doing something to you. ”

Father An's words are actually a bit bluffing, after all, Yu Siqi doesn't think that he has any 'torture methods'.

Wait, it seems to be true. Fortunately, that's not the point.

The point is that Fr. Ann's words seem to have worked.

However, just when things started to turn for the better.

Wei Chengwu suddenly shrank back, as if he was being pulled by something, and was quickly pulled back to the side of the 'sarcoma'.

Because the incident happened so suddenly, even Father An, who was closest to him, only reluctantly made a move to save him, but unfortunately it still had no effect.

After Wei Chengwu finished adsorbing on the surface of the 'sarcoma', he spoke again.

Only this time, it didn't seem like he was talking about one person.

As countless voices came out of one of his mouths, directly causing everyone present, no one could understand what he was saying or what he was trying to say.

Seeing that the rhythm was originally quite good, but it was disturbed by such a bad sudden situation, Wan Jiatang was obviously quite unhappy.

Seeing that her face was a little unhappy, she turned the umbrella in her hand and threw it directly towards the 'sarcoma'.

When the umbrella itself flew into the air, it immediately turned into a shock, and forcibly pierced a large hole in the spirit 'sarcoma' that should have been completely untouchable, and then flew back into her hand.

Although the pierced 'sarcoma' quickly repaired its 'wound', its size and size have shrunk a lot.

This substantially effective attack seemed to greatly deter these not very honest guys, and it also made Wan Jiatang's next words incomparably deterrent.

"If you 'pathetic people' really want to just disappear with regrets, I don't mind coming back a few more times."

"Don't beg you"

It's the effect of several people's voices overlapping each other, a bit like a chorus. But no matter what, what it says now can at least be understood by Yu Siqi and others.

"Go on, Father."

After handing over the rest of the work to the priest, Wan Jiatang held the umbrella in his hand and weighed it up and down.

"Thank you very much."

At the moment when Father An nodded to Wan Jiatang, a voice came from the 'sarcoma' that was clearly not Wei Chengwu's own, although it borrowed Wei Chengwu's mouth.

"Who the hell are you?"

This was another man's voice, a little sharper than Wei Chengwu's.

"Me? Just a very ordinary priest. This is my student, and her words are a little more complicated, but she's generally a good person. ”

Father An began to introduce himself to Yu Siqi and others, and when he mentioned Wan Jiatang, the latter also deliberately whispered something that only Yu Siqi and Father Yu could hear.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I'm not really a good man, Father."

"I know that."

The priest replied very lightly.

"The one you just met is our captain Wei Chengwu, and I'm his little brother Deng Fuli. They asked me to come out and talk to you because I was a better talker. ”

The man's voice was childish, apparently like a recruit.

"How old are you?"

Father Ann asked subconsciously.

"Twenty-three."

After the man answered, he immediately said, "I know what you want to express." But it's already happening, so don't worry about it. ”

Although the man is not very old, he is indeed much stronger than the previous Wei Chengwu in terms of communicating with people.

"I'm sorry for what happened to you. If you can, I hope you can hold back the grief of the memories and tell us what happened to you. This is critical for us. ”

Father An was silent for a few seconds, and then pinched his nose very emotionally and said.

"What if I told you why we died. Would you like to help us finish the business? Honestly, that's probably our only wish. ”

Deng Fuli was worthy of being a master of negotiations, and he easily grasped the point of the conversation and directly talked to the priest about the conditions.

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