The smartest lie is to tell only part of the truth.

The strong man thought he was smart enough, so he told the perfect lie that others had prepared for him in advance. But it was not until this moment that he discovered that lies that can deceive people are all because there is a person who believes the lie.

The black-haired boy in front of him didn't believe in himself from the beginning, so how could he believe that perfect lie?

When a lie is exposed, no liar will be willing to admit his failure, and the same goes for strong men.

After the twelfth drop of cold sweat slipped from his forehead, the strong man forced out an ugly smile and said with a dry mouth, "Sir... I don't know what you mean, this is how things happened, little one.

I have already confessed all the inside information I know..."

"You don't know?" Shen Xiaojia played with the small piece of white wood in his hand and said calmly, "Then I will let you know...the name of the piece of wood in my hand is Qingxue White Flower Pine, which is produced in the Western Regions.

On the top of the snow-capped mountains, gold is hard to find. In the eighth year of the Apocalypse, an ascetic from the Western Regions visited Yuecheng and had a pleasant chat with the old priest. Before leaving, he gave the old priest a crutch he carried with him..."

The strong man dug his fingers into the ground harder without realizing it. He frowned and said, "What does this have to do with the case of the festival saint?"

"Don't worry, listen to me slowly..." Shen Xiaojia coughed lightly and moved his right foot slightly back half a step. "The old priest thought it was just an ordinary piece of wood and didn't take it seriously. After the ascetic left, he casually removed it.

It was thrown on the roadside, and was picked up by a beggar and used as a begging tool, so that it would be more advantageous when fighting wild dogs for food... Later, a businessman selling furniture in Yuecheng happened to see the beggar's hand.

I bought the crutch for six copper coins."

"I bought the Qingxue Baihuasong worth thousands of gold for only six copper coins. I really made a lot of money!"

"Businessmen naturally want to get the maximum benefit at the minimum cost. If someone doesn't just give a beggar a copper plate, it's considered a kindness... Later, the businessman washed off the black dirt on the surface of the crutch and made it again.

A beautiful walking stick was made, priced at three thousand gold, and sold in the shop. Not long after, the old priest learned the news, came to the merchant's shop, and insisted that the snow-white pine stick was the moon god.

It was stolen by a businessman, and now the moon god asked him to find it in a dream... Not only did he take away the wooden stick, he also had the shop burned down, and a total of ten people including the boss were burned down.

None of the three people survived, and only one servant who was delivering goods escaped..."

"Hiding the belongings of the Moon God secretly is a crime worthy of death. Better burn it!"

Shen Xiaojia curled his lips and said, "You people just like to put everything on the heads of gods. You have so many things to do every day, how can you have time to care about a piece of wood? It's just a small-minded person who is doing something secretly... I will tell this story

It's called the story of making a staff, and the moral is that the treacherous can never defeat the shameless. What do you think of this name...Chen Erniu?"

The strong man Chen Erniu trembled, looked at Shen Xiaojia with wide eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "Who is Chen Erniu... I may have misremembered, the younger one is called Shen Erniu, here is the confession on the night of July 7th.

But it is written that there is indeed a surnamed Chen among the Yakshas. Are you proud of it..." "I don't remember. I don't have anything wrong with me. I just have a good memory. People with good memories tend to hold grudges..."

Shen Xiaojia shook his head with a playful expression and said, "So I remember your feud with the old priest, and I also remember your feud with the Shen family."

"Sir, don't talk nonsense... How can I have a grudge against the old priest? How can a behemoth like the Shen family have anything to do with such a little person?"

"I have just told you about your hatred in that story. It is not just a small grudge, it is a life-and-death grudge! You are the servant who escaped from that shop back then! After the sea of ​​​​fire, Chen Erniu disappeared. , Yuecheng has a new sacrificial yaksha named Shen Erniu."

Chen Erniu stared at Shen Xiaojia's face with a livid face for a long time, sighed deeply, and asked bitterly, "How did you know? This old incident has long since disappeared with the age of my master, Yuecheng Not many people know anything about it, and even fewer know that I am Chen Erniu..."

"I also told it in the story just now..." Shen Xiaojia suddenly tensed up his muscles, but his face still had a relaxed and happy expression, "I have a grudge for being deceived by your master Chen Nian. Qing Xuebai, who has three thousand gold coins, Huasong was exchanged for six copper coins. If it were me, I wouldn’t be relieved unless I bite off a few pieces of meat from your master!”

"That beggar!" Chen Erniu shook his head a few times, his eyebrows still twisted together, and said with confusion on his face, "He may have seen me around the sea of ​​​​fire, but there is no way he knew that I was Yaksha Shen Erniu. .”

"You underestimate a beggar's reconnaissance ability," Shen Xiaojia secretly hid his right hand behind his back, "Ever since he learned that he was deceived by your master Chen Nian, he has been secretly following Chen Nian every day, trying to find an explanation from Chen Nian. But Chen Nian didn't notice him at all, he just smiled and passed by him... So the seeds of hatred gradually took root and sprouted, and he firmly remembered everyone in your shop, their names, what they looked like, and who they were. What hobbies and habitual actions, and then there was that sea of ​​fire..."

"What!" Chen Erniu gritted his teeth and said with fire in his eyes, "Did he tell the secret to the old priest?"

Shen Xiaojia said leisurely, "Don't even think about it. Chen Nian has obviously changed the cane into something new. Why did the old priest think that it was the cane given to him by the ascetic... The biggest mistake Chen Nian made was that he shouldn't have given the six canes to the beggar. Coins, who would spend money to buy a piece of rotten wood covered with mud? Although beggars are poor, they are not stupid. They even say that many beggars are smarter than you and me. It is because of this little cleverness that they become beggars. Chen Nian should not give him a penny and just take away the rotten piece of wood. Since he is giving money, he is doing business, so he should be more sincere. He can't just give him six coppers. It's really insulting!"

Chen Nian suddenly remembered that there was a time when there were beggars walking around the shop, and he once pestered Chen Nian's wife to beg for food. He saw her and drove her away. He said bitterly, "I should have beaten her at that time." Break his dog legs and let him rot in the mud for the rest of his life, unable to go anywhere!"

"Well, this is your fault. It's obviously Chen Nianli who made the mistake first, how can you blame others for insidious revenge!"

"Wait... Since you know these things, it means that the beggar has had contact with you. Where is he? As long as you hand him over to me, I can tell you a big secret, a big secret about your life and death. secret……"

Shen Xiaojia looked sideways at Chen Erniu and said with an indifferent expression, "I don't care at all about the secrets of life and death... I just want to know what the old priest did in the ink-making workshop, and why the clear snow and white pine cane... Break off a piece?"

"No problem," Chen Erniu rolled his eyes and said with a flushed face, "As long as you hand that beggar over to me, or tell me his whereabouts... everything you want to know will be answered!"

"What if I tell you the beggar's whereabouts? Do you think you can still get out of here?"

"You'll let me out."

"So confident? Why do you think I will let you out?"

"Because after the old Xie Tou of the fireworks shop died, I was the only one in the world who could create the moonlight at the July 7th Festival..."

Shen Xiaojia laughed suddenly, pointed at Chen Erniu's nose and said, "I thought it was such a great thing, isn't it just a flash bomb... When magnesium or potassium burns, it will produce a dazzling bright light.

.Oh, by the way, you don’t know what magnesium is. You guys here call it bitter soil and sepiolite. Since you don’t even know magnesium, don’t think too brightly. I won’t kill you if I take the wrong medicine.

If I let you out, I won't tell you the whereabouts of the beggar."

"Don't you want to know what the old priest did in the ink-making workshop?" Chen Erniu said angrily, "If you want to get anything, you have to pay the same price! I can give you a little of myself first.

With such sincerity, everyone in the ink-making workshop will soon die..."

"I know! They are already dead..." Shen Xiaojia exhaled a long breath, stretched out his arms, and straightened his red shirt, "The blood on my body was dyed by the Fang family in the ink-making workshop!"

"Then you want to know why they died?"

"Hey, don't ask me if I want to know. If you want to say something, just say it. If you don't want to say it, forget it... A person's questions, facial expressions and tone also reveal a little bit of that person's thoughts," Shen Xiaojia stretched out comfortably.

, glanced at Chen Erniu contemptuously, raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "From what you just said and your expression, I have already guessed what the old priest did in the ink-making workshop, and I also already know the consequences of death in the ink-making workshop.

Tao, so it doesn’t matter whether you say it or not.”

Chen Erniu gasped and said with red eyes, "Are you kidding me?"

"You just realized?" Shen Xiaojia twisted his mouth and said, "Did I act too amiable before? I am the human demon Shen Xiaojia. I eat three hundred human hearts every day. I like to tease prisoners the most. Are you here these days?

Haven’t you heard about it in prison? It seems that they haven’t done enough publicity work. When will they be criticized?”

"You self-righteous bastards like to bully honest people like us..." Chen Erniu laughed strangely, pulled out his hands embedded in the soil, grabbed two handfuls of mud, and quickly sprinkled it on Shen Xiaojia, his body

He suddenly jumped up from the ground, brushed his right hand across his lower back, held a wooden nail about three inches long, stabbed Shen Xiaojia hard in the heart, and said sternly, "Go to hell, the Lord of Hell is waiting for you!"

Shen Xiaojia calmly stared at Chen Erniu rushing toward him, smiled contemptuously, stepped back half a step and stamped the ground hard with his right foot, and said lightly, "How stupid! In this prison, I am the Lord of Hell.
Chapter completed!