The sun is out.

But Shen Yu and I have been running in the shadows, we don't dare to drive, and now people in Weiyang City are panicking, there are too few vehicles - there are more cameras at the intersection than cars on the road, and driving is simply a live target.

"Where?" Shen Yu asked me.

"Find Wen Tingxu!"

"Why? Didn't he confess? ”

"He only said half of it, he is a plan, a trick, a deception! He blinded everyone! ”

"I still don't understand." Shen Yu asked dizzily.

"Do you remember that he colluded with Nie Qing to make a fake ruin in Zihe City, not far from the West Night Ruins, and then asked us to explore the truth and recreate the scene of his parents being killed?"

"Of course I remember, I'm one of the people who was deceived." She said without complaint.

"It's just the first layer of the hoax." I said, "His purpose is very simple, to clear his parents' grievances first, and to make the final correction." ”

"What about the second-tier scam?"

"He deceived Nie Qing, used the Ten Evils ritual of the Moro Sect, borrowed a knife to kill people, and killed the villagers of Yatul one by one in the 'Ten Evils' case - you think, whether it is Nie Qing or the visitors from hell, they actually don't have so much vigilance and hatred for the villagers of Yatul who are interested in getting rich.

"That's right, the archaeological events of the Western Night did change the lives of many people, and the lives of the ten Yatur villagers were not satisfactory later. But in this matter, the one who was hurt the most was the Wen family, especially Wen Tingxu. ”

"That's it." Shen Yu said disapprerovingly.

"You don't know him." I sighed and told Shen Yu about Wen Tingxu's past in college.

Wen Tingxu when he was a student was a smart and very closed person. I still remember the first day of school, no matter what the family background is, everyone was sent to school by their parents, carrying them to fetch meals, make beds, and buy daily necessities. Even the parents of poor families are often reluctant to leave their children, and some people who cannot afford to live in a hotel even make up for two nights in the university gymnasium.

But Wen Tingxu reported it alone.

I remember him going into the dormitory with his head bowed and lean, with thick eyes and a snakeskin bag on his shoulder. He was covered in the smell of sweat, and a roommate from Suzhou thought he was a small worker helping to carry luggage.

"Whose luggage is this, and who hired you? Just put the bag next to the bed. The roommate fanned the smell of sweat with a fan, urging him to leave quickly.

Wen Tingxu didn't speak, he just silently took out the contents of the snakeskin bag and put them neatly into his cabinet.

"Hey, you're more refreshed? You're just carrying your bags, so you don't have to worry about organizing things! His roommate yelled at him.

Wen Tingxu raised his head suddenly, and he glanced at his roommate fiercely with a sharp knife-like gaze, which frightened his roommate by taking a few steps back and sitting on the bed.

"He's not crazy!"

Later, we learned that the reason why Wen Tingxu was assigned to our dormitory across departments was because there was an official's child in his original dormitory, and the parents attached great importance to their children's friends, so they learned about the family situation of the bedmates in advance.

"What? There's an orphan in the dormitory? Say it's a murderer's child? Carrying eleven human lives on his back? …… What the? Parents not only killed, but also stole cultural relics and defected abroad? - How can our children live with such people! ”

The official was furious, he found the school, and the school itself did not dare to provoke it, but when the official made a fuss, other parents in the same department also knew about it. They protested one after another and insisted that the school expel Wen Tingxu.

The school had no reason to expel students, but it was not good to arrange dormitories in the same department, so Wen Tingxu was sent to our "liberal arts" dormitory.

It took half a year for our department to find out about this. The roommate in Suzhou couldn't help but sigh.

"Why don't you say that there is no future in liberal arts? Discrimination at school! Why did the neurosis that others don't want to be sent to us? ”

Slowly, Wen Tingxu also knew that everyone knew about his life experience, and he became more and more silent-in addition to being righteous to me.

In fact, I'm also afraid of Wen Tingxu, mainly because others say that he is mentally ill and genetic, maybe he will get up one night and kill all the people in the building.

I was on his guard until I came home from winter break, and I chatted over dinner and told my parents his story. Who knew that Daddy just listened to it and said disdainfully: "Fake." ”

"What's fake?" I asked my father.

"His parents killed people and treason, and maybe it was an unjust case." Father said categorically.

My father talked about when he was a child, he said that when he was six or seven years old, the village militia suddenly brought a gentleman with glasses, and the militia locked him in a donkey shed, let him raise livestock, and told everyone that this person was a cow, a ghost, a snake god, and committed a felony that heaven and earth could not tolerate.

Later, whenever there was a conference to scold the bad guys, the old gentleman would be tied up and criticized. Fortunately, the people in the village are simple, and seeing that he is old, he always goes through the motions and does not let the old gentleman do difficult actions such as "jet planes".

The old gentleman laughed all day long, and he soon smoked cigarettes with Xanthus leaves, just like the people in the village. And he quickly became acquainted with the livestock, and several old donkeys that had lost their hair were raised by him to be fat and strong.

The adults in the village avoided him, afraid of getting into trouble, but the children were not afraid. My father used to talk to the old gentleman at that time, and I saw him holding bottles and cans, boiling soil into water, and constantly tinkering.

"Uncle, what crime have you committed?" His father asked him at the time.

"Alas, the great sin of Qi Tian." The old gentleman shook his head, sighed, and said, "Heinous." ”

Later, many years later, suddenly one day, several cars came to the entrance of the pagoda village. At that time, cars were still a rarity, and the villagers all ran out to watch.

Unexpectedly, the car drove directly to the door of the donkey shed, and several men and women wearing "foreign devil" suits got out of the car, as well as two yellow-haired foreigners. Not disgusted with the smell of dirt, they rushed into the donkey barn, and the old gentleman in a sheepskin jacket with his hair tied in a ball of hair invited out.

The old gentleman got into the car, grinned, and waved goodbye to the onlookers.

"This is sent to the execution ground to be shot." Some people in the village said.

Later, many years later, my father went to the county town to catch a market, and he saw a picture of the old gentleman in a meat-wrapped newspaper, and he stood on the rostrum and spoke, and the dense crowd of people under the stage were sitting precariously and listening to his speech.

My father finally told me that sin is also divided into time and occasion, and if you have such a diligent and hard-working classmate around you, how can his parents be bad people?

Mother also said next to him, if no one is his friend, you should take care of others, people are lonely, if there are no friends, then there will be no nostalgia for this world.

Because of this, I slowly approached Wen Tingxu, Wen Tingxu shook my face at first, until one day, he heard my father's words from my mouth, and suddenly two lines of tears flowed.

"Your dad knows better than 99 percent of the people in the world, and he's right, my parents aren't bad people."

I was a little proud at the time, and quickly asked him: "I am my father's son, so I am also one percent of the people who understand, right?" ”

"Nope." He replied succinctly, "You're just a fool." ”