Chapter 67: Drinking Ice All Year Round
Wu Xie's heart was beating like a drum, and he was nervous, tense his body like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered on a chopping board.
Zhang Haike, who was half a meter away from him, was treated the same, he finally eased up at this moment, inhaled in pain as soon as he moved, raised his eyes and scolded.
After taking a few breaths, Zhang Haike turned his head to Wu Xie and said, "Damn, you idiot, look at the good things you have done!" β
"It's none of my business." Wu Xie was not used to him, "First, I am happy that you are upside down, and second, it is the two of us who are caught by them, and you also took the initiative to send them to the door, what qualifications do you have to say about me?" β
Zhang Haike snorted, "If I hadn't heard from the great lama that there was a 'Wu Xie' here, I could have been caught by them when I was curious about who you were?" β
Curiosity kills cats!
Wu Xie snorted coldly, "Then you deserve it, why do you want to pretend to be me when you are so idle?" If you don't pretend to me, there will be no such things at all. β
In line with the idea that the dead Daoist friend will not die and the poor Dao, he betrayed Zhang Haike without hesitation, "I have a way to prove that he is fake!" β
Zhang Qixun stood beside him, lazily "Huh? After a while, he saw that the Zhang family lined up the boxes containing the heads and placed them on the table, and then turned his head to look at Wu Xie, "What way?" β
Zhang Haike instantly realized what Wu Xie wanted to say, and before he could say anything, Wu Xie had already quickly pouted the matter.
"I saw this fake Wu Xie in the team of Jude Kao outside the Zhangjia Ancient Building a year ago." Wu Xie said his analysis three times and five by two, "So what he said about the ten-year agreement from the Snow Mountain must be a lie." β
The fake Wu Xie who had played him on the mountain behind the ancient building had a sly look on his face and tone of voice, just like the fake Wu Xie at the moment, in fact, Wu Xie recognized him at the first time he saw him.
A little smile appeared in Zhang Qixun's eyes, and he deliberately paused for a moment before speaking slowly, "But here, there are only two of you who know about this matter, how do I know if you preemptively pushed the pot on him in order to frame him." β
Wu Xie was so angry that he fell back, speechless for a moment, thinking about it, he is really yellow mud falling into the crotch of his pants now, even if he says that it is not a poop, no one will believe him.
Zhang Haike sneered on the side, "Don't waste your efforts, it's useless, they will only trust their own judgment, and no matter how much you force it, they won't listen to their ears." β
Wu Xie didn't bother to deal with him, and said in his heart that your kid can only talk about this idea now, what's the use, no.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhang Haike was a little reluctant, "If you want me to say, you are such a waste, it is better to simply admit that you are an impostor, and save the back...... Oopsβ"
Halfway through his words, the sound of breaking the sky passed, and the corners of his mouth hit hard, but this time it was much lighter than before, otherwise his teeth would have to be knocked out.
Zhang Haixing's vicious voice sounded, "Blatantly colluding confessions, when the old lady is dead?" β
Zhang Haike turned his head sideways and spit a mouthful of blood foam on the ground, hissed and inhaled cold air with a swollen face, and said unconvinced: "Why do you only beat him and I don't beat him?" β
"You two look the same, who the can tell." Zhang Haixing said indifferently.
Zhang Haike was furious, "You fucking eccentric! β
Zhang Haixing stretched out the slingshot again, and warned fiercely: "Say one more word, I will knock out your teeth." β
Wu Xie secretly poked and snickered on the side, the.
Zhang Haixing turned his head to see it and scolded: "Laugh at the fart, you kid is the same." β
Wu Xie was afraid that this crazy woman would really give herself a treat, so she quickly put away her smile and her expression became serious.
Zhang Qixun clicked the lighter a few times, lit a cigarette and pinched it at his fingertips, there seemed to be some impatience between his eyebrows and eyes, seeing this, Zhang Haixing didn't say anything more.
Zhang Longban walked down the stairs, and when he saw that he was ready, he said, "Let's start." β
Someone stepped forward to remove the black cloth strip from the eyes of Wu Xie and the others, and several lights were lit in the basement, which were almost indistinguishable from the daytime.
Wu Xie half-squinted his eyes to adapt to the dazzling light, and saw that there were several patchwork tables in front of him, on which were placed seven or eight boxy black boxes.
Wu Xie didn't know what they were going to do, he glanced around, the basement was cleaned very clean, and there was no blood stain in sight, but for some reason it always had an eerie feeling.
The smell of blood and that familiar pungent smell came from the boxes in front of him, and Wu Xie couldn't analyze what was inside from the expressions of the people around him, but it wasn't a good thing after all.
The one sitting under the butt was actually an ordinary chair, but there were armrests that could be tied on the side, Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, the previous brain supplement was just a false alarm.
Zhang Long half pulled a chair over and sat in front of the two, staring directly at the faces of the two, and said: "I have seen the faces of the two, and one of you must be wearing a mask, but he has been wearing a mask for more than twenty years, so the face and face have completely fused together." β
"One of you, the facial bones must have been knifed, to get used to the mask, and one of you must have had surgery to break the bones in both legs in order to adjust his height."
"It's been too long since we could tell the surgical marks by touch, and now we don't have professional medical equipment on our hands, so in theory, if you don't test your DNA, you're almost the same person."
Wu Xie frowned and looked at Zhang Qixun, "What about him?" Is this the same method used? β
Zhang Long half-smiled and said, "He is different from you. β
If it weren't for the big difference in hairstyles, in fact, if you really want to talk about it, Bai Ci's image is closer to Wu Xie than Zhang Haike.
But Zhang Qixun only followed the character of "Bai Ci" from the first sentence of his mouth, indifferent and indifferent, and did not like to be in shape.
Only when the brain really struggled for a long time in the thrilling tragic bloodshed and the critical place of death, soaked in the evil atmosphere and fought to the end, and was almost dying, the brain still maintained restraint to the extreme calm.
Only such a person will have this kind of indifference, which seems to return the mayfly to his heart, but is detached from the world.
Because he had experienced enough and shocking ugliness, his eyes had seen everything, and emotions were an additional gift to him, but they were also the most useless things.
But because there is always something in his heart, after waiting for all the introductions to appear, the lust and soul that he had to abandon in a desperate situation are brought back into the cold shell of the blood.
He saw the sunshine he hadn't seen for a long time and came back to life.
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At that time, the streamer was like drinking ice, and it was not like a big dream.
The years are hard to cool the heart and blood, and the lonely lamp of the years calls the soul back.
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Wu Xie didn't hear Zhang Longban's unfinished words, he continued to ask: "There is an obvious loophole in what you said, how could anyone know what I would grow into in the future twenty years ago." β
"You were eight or nine years old at that time, and you can speculate that you will be nearly eighty percent in the future, even if there is a difference later, it will be slight, and there will be no major flaws if you modify it slightly." Zhang Longban said.
"Okay, I'll only need fifteen minutes to tell you apart, but you're going to have some hard time."
"I can tell you clearly, we will definitely get rid of the fake one, so you must do your best to prove that you are the real 'Wu Xie'."
"Wait a minute." Zhang Haike's eyes flashed, "What do you rely on to distinguish the real from the fake?" You don't understand anything. β
Zhang Longban's face was a calmness that had been in control of the overall situation for a long time, "Many people tell us that Wu Xie is a very weak person, but we feel that many things can be disguised for a long time. β
"So strength and weakness and wisdom can't let me distinguish, we knew a long time ago that the Wu family's Wu three provinces could appear in two places thousands of kilometers apart at the same time, how do I know what is going on with the two of you."
Speaking of this, Zhang Long half-paused, and said with a sad smile: "Actually, before the two of you, we have already eliminated many fake Wu Xie, so remember that it is useless to be careful." β
Wu Xie was shivered by the chill on his face, and he wanted to know how miserable the fate of those "fake Wu Xie" was.
He trembled his lips and asked, "What if, I mean, if Wu Xie didn't pass your test and was killed by you by mistake?" β
Zhang Qixun stood aside with his arms crossed, giving him a calm look, "Don't be afraid, if it's true, it will be fine." β
Wu Xie pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, and laughed dryly, damn, what else could he say.
Zhang Long half-raised his hand and waved it gently, and the Zhang family members standing behind the table opened the square boxes together.
Wu Xie was afraid that he would miss something, so he poked his neck and looked inside.
After seeing the true face of those things, his eyes almost popped out, and his brain buzzed, and his muscles immediately went limp uncontrollably.
That's human headsβseven heads!
Neat and neat, seven human heads with Wu Xie's face!
It was placed in the box, with his eyes closed, facing the direction of Wu Xie.
The smell of formalin in his nose made Wu Xie almost faint.
Zhang Haike beside him also showed a surprised expression, but he was much calmer than Wu Xie, "This is?" β
"I cut them down with my own hands, and the seven of them are the most like." Zhang Qixun answered.
It seems that he has seen Zhang Qixun picking and choosing among the piles of "Wu Xie" corpses, and the junction between the severed head and neck is still ticking with a dazzling scarlet.
Wu Xie's mind swelled, and his stomach churned, he couldn't help it, and said with difficulty: "Why are there so many?" β
"You must know that many things cannot be successful at one time, and a perfect copy is often accompanied by many defective products, and defective products cannot be remanufactured or circulated." "So they can only exist as comparative data." β
Zhang Qixun spoke: "Every winter, there will be a 'Wu Demon' who tries to enter the depths of the snowy mountains in Motuo, but they will eventually be discovered and solved by my people. β
"In order to catch all the 'Wu Evils', I buried baits all over the country in the year of the ten-year period, and used my current face and a reason that they couldn't refuse, to lure all the 'Wu Evils' that had been formed in the world here."
"Soon we will be in the snowy mountains, and you are the last two before the deadline."
"These heads are the foreshadowing of one of you, and before one of you became Wu Xie, these people also had the possibility of becoming Wu Xie, but obviously, their luck was not very good."
He smiled as he spoke, "When everything is over, the one who stays can go to the place where they are buried, after all, not everyone can have such a bizarre and shocking experience." β
Wu Xie's brain hurt so badly that he faintly felt that he was going to have a fever, but he had to keep his brain awake, otherwise he would accidentally lose his life, and he wouldn't be able to find a place to cry when the time came.
"Why do these people pretend to be me?" He asked.
Zhang Longban's face showed an expression of reminiscence, and after a while, he said: "Since you have found out my surname Zhang, you should also know our origins." Forty years ago, during that time, we found a nationwide manhunt for a man named Zhang Qiling. The stakes are high, so we step in and discover a huge conspiracy that is jaw-dropping. β
"We watched the conspiracy, and then we found out that things were getting more and more out of control, and in order to get things under control again, we had to intervene in it, quietly intervened in a part, and cleaned up some of the people who dazzled us."
Forty years ago, Wu Xie only had that very important thing in his memory, which had something to do with the little brother.
Are the people in front of them the people of Zhang Da Buddha, or are they the fire that was quietly retained after the collapse of the Zhang family?
Thinking so, Wu Xie asked.
"There has been no real Zhang family for a long time." Zhang Long said, "During the civil strife in the mainland, a system of international trade in Xiangjiang was relatively intact. β
Even if he was talking about a sad thing, Zhang Longban still showed an arrogant and calm mood.
This feeling is difficult to describe, Wu Xie had seen it in Mu Yu when he briefly told him about the little brother, it was a kind of self-inflicted aura, similar to the ancient aristocracy.
But it's not aristocrats, it's not luxury, it's a sense of superiority that knows everything all year round and controls it in the palm of your hand.
"However, the Great Buddha you are talking about, a long time ago, his ancestors no longer belonged to our system." Zhang Longban added.
Wu Xie looked at Zhang Qixun who seemed to be a spectator to the side, "You are from Kangbalo, I want to know what you said before, the relationship between an overseas Zhang family member I know and the Kangbalo tribe." β
He looked at Zhang Longban again, "Since you have been observing me for a long time, you must know that in addition to Zhang Qiling, there is also a Zhang family member by my side." β
A strange look appeared on Zhang Longban's face, and he pondered for a few seconds before he spoke, "Do you think that the information of the overseas Zhang family is more important than your own safety?" β
Wu Xie nodded without hesitation, "Important!" (End of chapter)