Chapter 121: Cooperation
This is certainly not the second problem.
Where is this?
It's just another problem that arises from the first question.
The second question is still very early.
Gus's expression was a little strange, and he continued:
"When you first came to me to ask about zombies, I had already started to lay out, and to be honest, you were also an important person to help me escape from prison."
Hearing him say that, I stood up in an instant.
I just can't accept that.
I helped him escape from prison?
What's going on?
I just didn't go back for a few days, and I became an accomplice?
"Tell me what to say! When did I help you break from jail? You don't want to spew blood! β
Gus had a breezy face.
He habitually held the cigarette in his palm, not at all worried about the scorching breath burning his palm.
"Do you remember Master Huang, when you asked me about zombies, I gave you a mouse."
"That rat can make up the twelve yin games, but it can also randomly identify a person's yang energy."
Gus smiled.
"It just so happened that the person who brought me food that day was the one who was sucked yang energy, and my sudden outburst made him bleed. With blood and yang, the square is the nine palaces. β
I scoffed, pretending to be very confident.
"This is your Yin Nine Palace, right? I don't believe that the Nine Palaces will ask for human blood. β
Actually, I'm also cheating.
Since there are two games of yin and yang.
Then the Nine Palaces must also have a yin and yang theory.
Sure enough, as I expected.
Gus's eyes widened suddenly.
"How do you know the pattern of the Nine Palaces of Yin?"
I spread my hands, "Just do the math at will." β
"You're still saying you don't know how to play a bad game? Who believes this? I admit that this is the Nine Palaces of Yin, so should you design a good Yin game for me? β
I nodded, somewhat ambiguous.
Playing tricks with the old man, but he is a little weak.
These people seem to have an innate sixth sense, and they know that you want to trap them.
Guth took a deep breath.
"That's it, anyway, if you are willing to design a yin game for me, I will tell you the truth, blood can cooperate with the nine palaces, and the pattern of the nine palaces can suppress yang energy, which can be regarded as a complementarity, just like the yin and yang of your five elements gossip."
I nodded secretly and said:
"So you used your blood to indirectly absorb the yang energy absorbed by the rats, and then manipulated the prison guard?"
"The Huang family is really smart."
Gus exclaimed heartily.
I nodded slightly.
Since he can gossip the Nine Palaces, then he must be able to use the Bagua Method with the Nine Palaces, and then create the Yin Nine Palaces to help himself.
It was clear from the living corpse rat that Gus must have been clumsy, and from the first day he was in prison, he had already begun to figure out how to escape.
So, Guss said that I helped him escape from prison is not true.
He wanted to mess my mind and make me speculate.
Actually, it's not, it's still the same sentence, I'm not the stunned young man I was at the beginning.
You play tricks with me, and I'm better than you.
Gus sighed faintly.
"With the help of yang energy and blood, I will let him stand in the upper three palaces of the nine palaces, suck all his yang energy dry, and then control it and let him help me open the door of the cell."
I frowned and asked:
"Did you hurt his life?"
Gus shook his head and said, "It's just that it will be a little weak, at least for a year of recuperation." β
I breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as no more human lives are caused,
If there is still a human life, it is a rereliction of duty.
To be honest, I honestly thought that Gus's escape from prison had nothing to do with me.
But it can be seen from the twelve yin games.
I did help him indirectly.
As long as the inspector's life is not in danger, I can be more comfortable.
Gus helped me establish the causal relationship of the twelve yin games, and it also disappeared at this moment.
"It's good if you don't harm people's lives, your nine palaces, it really surprises me."
If my grandfather was alive, he would definitely have dealt with this kind of opponent with all his might.
Jiugong is indeed not something that can be dealt with by a single line of dream interpretation.
Judging from the blood and yang energy, I knew that Gus must have controlled a lot of people through this method.
Even Xu Tiannan's second mountain dragon was used by Gus to make blood relatives die willingly to each other, and finally made Xu Tiannan's guy make a more powerful Five Ghost Stitching Technique.
At this moment, the truth was also completely revealed.
I continued to ask:
"That Inspector will still be alive in the future, right? If there's anything wrong with him, I'm sure I'm going to get you in trouble! β
He said impatiently:
"It's said that he will be weak for a year, and it will definitely not harm his life, don't you understand this?"
I didn't take advantage of Gus's sarcasm, I just nodded faintly, completely relieved.
Gus lit another cigarette.
"Then Master Huang, I have already answered your first question, so what is the second question?"
After I figured it out, there was no way to stop Gus.
It's not that I'm not incompetent, it's that my grandfather left something behind, and it's not enough for me to fight against the Nine Palaces.
"The second question is simple, why are you setting up this situation?"
At this, Gus's expression suddenly became hideous.
"Why? For revenge, of course! During the time period when I was in prison, I was overshadowed by the people in the provincial city, so all the arranged Nine Palace Bureaus were destroyed, and no one was left! This has been my plan for decades! β
"I'll die! Pull that person on his back, too! β
Gus's voice was like a ghost, and it made me feel a worse aura than yin!
It's as if there is not a person next to me, but a ghost that is even more terrifying than Qinghe!
"Who's that guy?"
I asked.
I'm also curious about who makes the descendants of the Nine Palaces hate so much.
That person must not be simple.
But he didn't want Gus to snort coldly.
This is the third question, and I won't answer it! This is my business, I hope you don't pursue it, is that okay, Master Huang? β
I could hear the chill in Gus's mouth.
I'm afraid this touched his scales, otherwise he wouldn't have spoken in this tone.
I let out a long breath and stood up, facing Gus.
"I'm going to try my best to set up this situation, once you and I succeed, you go back to prison, is it okay?"
This may be too naΓ―ve, but people of metaphysics believe in fate.
Going to jail is his life.
From the moment he was caught by me, it was already doomed.
But I don't have the slightest confidence in this statement, after all, he has escaped.
The inspectors certainly didn't have anything to do with him!