Under Xian'er's patient guidance, the woman mentioned the things she had done before, such as taking Liu Wenhui from the Mass Grave Mountain, and monitoring our movements when we were in Dongxiang, and recording our actions in detail and feeding them back to the Outer Heavenly Master.

After the incident in Dongxiang ended, she also sneaked into Wangzhuang, trying to secretly spy on the second master and my master, but she didn't expect to be almost discovered by the second master as soon as she entered the village, so she could only dispel the idea of surveillance.

This time, the monitoring plan was not instructed by the Outer Heavenly Master, it was Dong Chunhua who asked her to go.

Except for these missions, she did some work to inquire about intelligence, and she never fought with anyone, let alone hurt anyone.

And when she came to Dianzi Village today, she asked Yang Cong and his gang why they had not implemented the plan for so long on behalf of the Outer Heavenly Master, and asked Luo Tai about the details. What a few of us have done in recent days has still played a certain role, and now Yang Cong and they have firmly believed that Luo Tai is the disciple of Da Luomen.

However, as for what kind of plan Yang Cong and they want to implement, the woman doesn't know at all.

For the Outer Heavenly Master, she is just a microphone, and she has no right to know about those deep things.

The above information is all that women know. Xian'er gave her a fairly gentle dream, and made her fall asleep against the corner.

Later, Liang Houzai said to me: "This woman is also quite pitiful, her memories have been tampered with since she was a child, not to mention, and she has been used as cannon fodder." ”

I frowned and asked Liang Houzai, "How do you know that all her memories from childhood to adulthood have been tampered with?" ”

When I said the words "from small to large", I deliberately raised my voice.

Liang Houzai smiled and said, "Brother Dao, didn't you notice that this woman didn't mention her real name from beginning to end, and when she talked about her name, she only mentioned the pseudonym 'Dong Cuiping'." ”

Xian'er also agreed: "This is really weird, I tried to guide her to say her real name just now, but she went around in a big circle, so she just didn't say it." ”

"It's not that she doesn't say it," Liang Houzai continued: "It's that she doesn't remember." I think the childhood and teenage years she remembers are fundamentally different from the childhood and adolescence she really experienced. Listening to her, she was able to have such skills thanks to the two-year training in '97 and '98. But Brother Dao, we are all people who have practiced the style since childhood, and we all know in our hearts that it is impossible to practice skills like her in more than ten years. And judging from her reaction speed, she is also extremely experienced in actual combat, but listening to her, she seems to have never fought anyone before. ”

Liang Houzai's words seemed to make Liu Shangang think of something, and he rushed to the woman with an arrow, picked her chin with his hand, and carefully looked at the scar on her neck.

After a while, Liu Shanang turned his head to us and said, "The edges of the wound are not neat, it was not cut with a knife, and it has been treated to remove scars." ”

I don't know what Liu Shangang wants to express, although the scar looks like a knife scar, it may be left by other sharp weapons other than the knife, and as a woman, it doesn't seem strange to find a way to remove the scar on her body.

At this time, Liu Shangang added: "Lao Bao also has a scar on his left leg, which is very similar to the one on her neck. You see, there are also marks of burns near her scar. ”

I raised an eyebrow and said, "You mean, she was on the battlefield in her early years?" ”

Liu Shangang nodded: "Very likely." ”

As he spoke, he took a photo of the woman and sent it to Senior Brother Bao.

Liang Houzai took the topic elsewhere: "I read an article about psychological suggestion from a psychology journal a few years ago, and the article said that some hints at the subconscious level of the human brain can indeed change a person's deep memory. But this kind of suggestion does not change a person's perception of fixed things. I estimate that this woman is likely to be hinted at, and the person who hinted at her is Liu Wenhui, otherwise she would not have forgotten the appearance of the instructor every time she saw it. ”

To be honest, when I talk about things like demons and monsters, I don't think there's anything wrong at all, but Liang Houzai suddenly pulled out psychological hints or something, and I couldn't accept it.

I always feel that these things in psychology are very suspenseful, much more suspenseful than what we experience in this industry.

However, at present, there is no other reasonable explanation for the tampering of women's memories. Of course, I don't actually think Liang Houzai's explanation is reasonable.

But Liang Houzai's words were not finished: "The person who put the note in her bag should also be Liu Wenhui." ”

I agree with that.

I was silent for a while before I asked Liu Shangang, "How did you put oil on the motorcycle?" ”

Liu Shangang immediately understood what I meant, and said to me, "It was led out with a reed pole." Don't worry, I've put all that oil in a tin can. ”

I nodded, "Fill up her car and let her go." Xian'er, can you make her forget about our attack on her? ”

Xian'er first said, "No problem." Then he asked me very puzzled, "Are you going to let her go?" ”

I still nodded: "I have to let her go, if Liu Wenhui finds out that she is missing, after a little thought, I will know that his plan in Dianzi Village has been revealed, and it will be difficult for us to lure him out at that time." ”

Xian'er pouted and looked at me for a while, then shook her head: "Alas, it's really troublesome. ”

As she spoke, she picked up the fox fire lantern again and shook it on the woman's heavenly spirit cover.

I leaned against the corner and closed my eyes and took a nap.

These days, I've slept the least of a few people, and I feel a little dull pain in my scalp just now.

When I was about to fall asleep, I heard Luo Fei say, "This woman seems to really like the person named Liu Wenhui." ”

Then came Xian'er's voice: "Otherwise, she is pitiful, she likes such a scumbag." She is so weak now, it is estimated that Liu Wenhui is also the ghost. ”

Are the three souls and seven spirits weak? Her memory, as expected, was not tampered with by psychological suggestion.

With this thought in my heart, I gradually fell into a deep sleep. The rest of the matter, naturally, there are fairies to deal with.

When I woke up, it was already dark, Liang Houzai was also sitting in another corner and taking a nap, Xian'er and Luo Fei were sitting bored not far from the door, but Liu Shangang was not in the dark whistle.

I asked Xian'er, "What about the skinny monkey?" ”

Xian'er said: "I went out to investigate, the situation in the village today is a bit special, and none of the members of the funeral sect who are ambushed in the village have come out and walked around. ”

I asked her again, "How long has he been out?" ”

Xian'er: "It's been three or four hours. ”

After that, I didn't say anything more, stood up with the ground propped up, moved around the room briefly, and ate something.

After another hour or so, Liu Shangang returned, and when he entered the door, he put a strip of food aside and said to me: "Yang Cong secretly sneaked out of the village, and the four women with him all lived in Wang Dahai's house. ”

While rubbing my temples, I asked him, "In which direction did Yang Cong leave the village?" ”

Liu Shangang: "I left the village from the east entrance of the village, and then walked towards the city, I guess he left the village this time, he should be looking for reinforcements." In addition, I eavesdropped outside Wang Dahai's house just now, and I felt that Yang Cong's four junior sisters were complaining, and they were very dissatisfied with the woman who summoned her last night. ”

I raised an eyebrow: "Why?" ”

Liu Shangang said: "Listening to their meaning, it seems that the woman who sent them did not pass on their words to the Outer Heavenly Master, and they said that if the Outer Heavenly Master knew about their current situation, they would definitely have come to their aid." They felt that the messenger must have deliberately concealed the situation in the village because they did not give the messenger enough benefits. ”

At this time, Liang Houzai suddenly opened his eyes: "In other words, Yang Cong left the village this time, it is very likely that he wanted to directly contact the Outer Heavenly Master." ”

Hearing him say this, I hurriedly sent a photo of Yang Cong to Senior Brother Zhuang and asked them to pay special attention to this person.

Senior Brother Zhuang replied that they had been eyeing Yang Cong as early as when Yang Cong entered the city, and now they have sent someone to follow him.

Putting the phone away, I let out a sigh of relief and turned my gaze to the window.

The windows of the baking room were darkened with heavy paint, and it was barely visible to the outside, except for a few snowflakes falling from the sky through the cracks in the dry ink.

The snow began to fall again.

Liu Shangang seemed to be very lazy leaning against the door of the baking room, and asked me casually: "Brother Dao, you say, can Yang Cong find the Outer Heavenly Master this time?" ”

I let out a long breath from my nose and didn't speak.

Liang Houzai said from a distance: "Whether the Outer Heavenly Master can come or not depends on how important Dianzi Village is to him. ”

After that, we rarely communicated, only Xian'er and Luo Fei would occasionally chat.

In fact, since I came to Dianzi Village, I have a very depressed feeling, and I think that other people should be able to feel this depression as well, and in these days of lurking, everyone is gradually infected by it and becomes more and more silent.

Just when everyone stopped talking and the narrow baking room was extremely silent, a piercing sound of mobile phone vibrating came from Liu Shangang's side.

I frowned and looked at Liu Shangang, and saw that Liu Shangang also took out his mobile phone impatiently, but soon, he changed his solemn expression and handed the mobile phone to me.

It was a message from Senior Brother Bao, and he had already found out what the identity of the woman we had caught before.

According to the information, this woman belonged to a once-very famous mercenary organization, which was as mysterious as the Funeral Cult. Because their uniforms are tattooed with a capital "B", and the people in the organization are very good at night combat, some foreign counterparts call them "B" or "Black", and in China, although not many people know about them, when they are mentioned, there is also a fixed title: black soldiers.

Because in the early years, the black soldiers had been commissioned by Western forces to infiltrate the country, Senior Brother Bao and Senior Brother Zhuang were ordered to investigate them, and the woman we saw was the person in charge of the infiltration plan that year, she was a Chinese-American, whose Chinese name was Chen Lianrong.