"Do you really want to know?"

The old man smiled mysteriously, took out a cigarette and threw it to the bandits. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The bandit took it with a slight tremble, but instead of lighting it, he put it to his ear.

The meaning of this is obvious, if you put it in front of the living, I hand you a cigarette, and you take it, but you don't light it, it means that you can talk, but you will not take a big advantage, and the dominance is on my side.

And the old man is unfamiliar with the bandits, but it is a master-apprentice relationship for more than ten years, but the bandit's hand, the meaning expressed is much more obvious, and he doesn't want to smoke to soothe the atmosphere, but wants to hear you speak clearly.

The old man understood, not embarrassed, lit the fire by himself, took a few heavy puffs, spit out the smoke ring, and then said slowly: "Shangzu failed to become a Buddha, and the lotus tiger people are divided into two grids."

"Do you think all of this is inevitable?"

When the words fell, everyone fell silent.

My grandfather and I bowed our heads and thought about it very tacitly.

Let's analyze the old man's statement first, the matter of Shangzu and Lianhu seems to have little contact with us, obviously from the beginning, we did not expect to fall into such a desert place, including entering Shangzu Village, meeting water ghosts, and losing traces, all of which are unpredictable things, we can call them unintentional things, that is, things that do not happen in our minds.

And then when he was dying in the fight with the water ghost, he met Ah Gong to rescue, and he led us to the oasis to find the traces of the old man, then we can judge that he was following the old man's steps from the beginning of falling into the desert, because the old man found that the spirit of the lotus tiger was also caused by passing through the village, and Ah Gong arrived one step after him, obviously a trail behind.

Looking back, I first met the bandits, he protected me all the way to Shangzu Village, and then I was rescued by Ah Gong, who then led the way to find the old man, and now the old man seems to want to take me somewhere.

All of this, as if there is a point dragging me forward, is extremely perfect.

If for my safety, the purpose of the three old men and the bandits is not clear to me for the time being, as if I am walking with them is air, I can't help anything, and I can't do anything that can be done, so there is no doubt that I am a burden.

Moreover, why Lianhu and Shangzu's past have long been clear to them, and Ah Gong and the old man's statements are inconsistent, that is, it can be understood that the way the old man and Ah Gong obtained this news is not the same at all, so the answers are also different.

At least from the current point of view, Ah Gong and the bandits are obeying the old man at the same time, except for Ah Gong's occasional careful rebellion, I can't occupy any right to speak.

Then we can only determine the last point - we must follow in the footsteps of the old man.

Whether it is hell or heaven, or life or death, we must move forward bravely.

Maybe this idea is blind, but it is clear that he is the one who knows the most about the problem, the one who knows it best.

I glanced at Ah Gong with a tacit understanding, and said first: "Someone is controlling? ”

This is not the first time this question has been raised, as early as when he met Ah Gong, he explained that all the attacks we encountered and then escaped, it was as if a hand of fate had strangled our necks and dragged us forward.

"Yes" The old man nodded solemnly, then stretched out his hand to touch my head, and said with a smile: "The little doll is a lot smarter."

I ignored him and took his hand away.

For some reason, a negative emotion rose in my heart that I hadn't seen in a long time.

I was silent for a few seconds, not roaring as I imagined, not getting up and starting to erupt, but sighed softly and said, "I hate the feeling of being controlled."

When the old man heard this, his fingers holding the cigarette paused.

Ah Gong was also stunned, as if he remembered something, and looked at the old man with questioning eyes.

He fell silent, speechless for a long time.

I don't know if what he said stimulated him, but I really didn't have any expectations for this kind of walking corpse-like action, and if I could, I would rather go back to an ordinary life, so why bother with the fuck.

"Alas"

The old man threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it and grinded it a few times, and the sound of gravel accompanied by lamentation was particularly harsh.

"I know, I hate it too"

He shook his head, his words tinged with disgust.

"Why?" The bandit suddenly walked over and pointed at him, "You are so smart, why do you say such a thing?" ”

But the old man's next answer really made my mind stagnant.

"I" The old man pointed to his body and said, "It's also the kind that is led by the nose, can you understand?" ”

According to his answer, then it can be proved that the four of us were pinched by the invisible hand and could not escape.

"However, I am not in the same situation as you," the old man laughed wildly, and his face skipped the pride of arrogance, "I fell in on purpose."

"How's that?" I don't understand what he said, but judging from the words, it seems that he can get this far, and he seems to be in control.

"The reason why I came in this hellish place is for one thing," the old man touched his chin, turned around, and took off his upper clothes with the back of his back facing us.

What appeared shocked me, the bandits, and Ah Gong.

I saw that there were scars on it, showing a pattern, and it was carved with a gossip surround map that was indistinguishable from the yellow paper taken out by the old man.

I looked at the wound on his back, dense like a spider's web, and it looked quite terrifying.

"This ...... This is?? I stammered.

"A deceased friend carved it with me" The old man saw that we had finished watching, and he put on his shirt, and the pain between his brows flashed.

He paused, sold a mystery, and said, "Guess what's here?" ”

I rolled my eyes at him, unable to answer, because the question was vexatious.

Ah Gong and the bandits did not answer, but looked at him together, and everything was silent.

"Uh......" The old man shrank back a little embarrassed, and then said to us: "Let me tell you this, my friend is proficient in the art of fortune-telling, and at the moment of his death, he calculated this place, and he excitedly wanted to tell me how to go, but before he could finish speaking, he was struck by a thunderbolt from the sky; Later, my life was great, and I didn't die completely, so I tried my best to continue his life for a while, so that he carved a knife on my back, and he whined his life and went to the underworld before he could see it."

"Heavenly punishment?" Ah Gong spat out two words, interrupting the old man's explanation.

"What's that?" I had never heard that word in my head, and asked.

"The so-called heavenly punishment is something that only those who know numerology, fate, and fortune will encounter, that is, they have the ability to calculate the future, commonly known as the heavenly machine, and those who leak the heavenly machine will be punished by heaven and die in all kinds of natural dangers" Ah Gong did not refuse my question, and patiently explained: "If my guess is correct, that person has leaked the calculated things and suffered such a death, right?" ”