I thought for a moment and then said, "It's true that he jumped from the car. He fell to death."

The old man nodded with satisfaction, looked me up and down with his cloudy eyes, sighed and said, "What a pity, if you weren't in this situation..."

My heart tightened, what does this old man know!

Yes, he seems to even know the origin of Wang Liqing, let alone me.

I quickly asked: "Can you please tell me what's going on with me? Since I became an adult, more and more strange things have happened to me."

The old man looked around and said to him: "When you enter the desert, if you encounter something that you cannot handle, you can ask Wang Liqing."

"Who is Wang Liqing? I have met him several times, and he has a different identity every time."

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and then showed a sarcastic smile: "You don't have to worry about his identity, just remember not to go against him. Even if you have doubts in your heart, don't show it. This is my love for you.

Advice."

"Boss, since it's hard to say Wang Liqing's identity, what about the others? Is there anyone else in our group that we should pay special attention to?"

The old man didn't answer my question. Instead, he lightly knocked on the newspaper on the table, stretched and said, "I'm old and can't stay up late. I'm going to bed first. Before you go to bed, help me open the door of the store."

Lock it and turn off the light."

The old man didn't answer my question. I don't know if he didn't dare to say it or because he couldn't say it.

He walked tremblingly towards the small hotel and slowly disappeared into the darkness.

I was the only one left in the room.

All the demons and monsters know about my affairs, and some people also know it, but they keep it secret and refuse to tell me.

I was like a fish that came ashore from the deep sea, exposed to the air and sunlight, struggling desperately and shaking my body. I was surrounded by fishermen, seagulls, and vultures watching the fun, and they stared straight at me.

Looking at me, smiling maliciously, they are waiting.

When I am exhausted, when I have trouble breathing, when I show my flaws, they will swarm me and eat me.

I sighed slightly and stopped thinking about these things that I couldn't figure out in the short term.

I picked up the newspaper on the table without hesitation.

This is an old newspaper from eight years ago. The pages are a little yellowed and the writing on it is blurry. Some of the words can only be guessed based on the context.

The headline news was a murder case.

A bus overturned near a remote rest stop, killing all 35 passengers on board.

Later, the police obtained surveillance video and found that the culprit was a man named Guan.

Because he had passed the stop, he had an argument with the driver, grabbed the steering wheel, and even pulled off the handbrake, causing the bus to leave the asphalt road and travel to a side road, causing control failure and turbulence.

At the critical moment, Guan quickly took the safety hammer, smashed the window and jumped out.

Before Guan jumped out of the car, he saw someone around him who was also trying to jump out of the car, so he hit that person's head hard with a safety hammer. The safety hammer was dyed red with blood.

As soon as Guan jumped out of the bus, the bus flipped into a big pit and was completely overturned. The sound of wailing was loud.

At that time, if Guan called the police, the people on the bus would still have a chance of survival.

But he didn't. He sat on the ground, leaned against the tree, and closed his eyes.

No one knows what he was thinking at that time, and no one knows what the people in the car who suffered unreasonable disasters were thinking before they died.

Guan wanted to wait for the news to pass before reappearing, so he lived in the woods, making a living by eating wild fruits and stealing food from rest stops.

Perhaps the long-term wandering life had left him mentally and physically exhausted, or perhaps it was the cycle of karma that caused Guan to fall off a cliff and die.

When the police found him, all the flesh on his body was rotten, and one of his eyelids had been eaten clean by a vulture, leaving only his big eyeballs staring unwillingly at the sky.

Guan Mou should be Guan Hua!

Guan Hua did not fall to his death when he jumped out of a car, but fell off a cliff and died.

No wonder the old man can only believe half of what he says about ghosts.

In Guan Hua's description, he was a complete victim, but the actual situation was completely opposite.

If he hadn't grabbed the driver's steering wheel and pulled it with his hands and feet, the bus's handbrake wouldn't have broken and the control system wouldn't have malfunctioned.

If he hadn't hit the head of the person who tried to jump out of the car after smashing the glass, maybe a few more people would have survived.

If he hadn't been so cold-blooded and watched the bus overturn without calling for help, no one on the bus would have been spared.

If he hadn't been living in the woods with a sense of luck, maybe he still had a chance of survival.

Unfortunately, he made the worst choice and thought he was innocent.

I used the Soul Calming Talisman to expel his soul, but it didn't make him disperse.

His soul will be trapped on this road forever, experiencing weird and terrifying things every day, and will never be able to escape.

Every drink and every peck has a certain number, and the cycle of cause and effect has a reason.

It suddenly occurred to me that Guan Hua often comes to the rest stop to steal food. Could the old man not know?

Could it be that Guan Hua's death...had something to do with the old man?!

Of course, this is just my conjecture.

I looked at the food and drinks in the room and suddenly shuddered.

Does the old man want to deliberately use my hand to get rid of Guan Hua?!

I don't know, I slowly put away the newspaper, locked the tuck shop, turned off the lights, walked into the hotel, and prepared to find a room to rest.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of me. He stood there blankly, like an immovable rock or an unshakable tree. He walked quietly to my side, even the sound of his breathing could be heard.

Very weak.

He said: "Zhao Rui, let's talk."

It's Wang Liqing!

"What do you want to talk about?"

"I have no ill intentions towards you. I know that there is something abnormal about you and that you are fatally attracted to some... things. This time I go to Lop Nur, even if you know how to draw talismans and learn some kung fu, you will still narrowly escape death."

"so what?"

"We can work together."

I looked at Wang Liqing warily, always feeling that his shadow looked taller and thinner in the dark night.

I sneered and said sarcastically: "Officer Wang, you are a police officer and you are powerful, why do you need to cooperate with someone like me?"

Wang Liqing twisted his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "I don't believe you haven't noticed that some of the people who went to Lop Nur together are extraordinary. That woman named Gan Chi, have you seen what she looks like?"

"Officer Wang, you are wrong. Even if you are a police officer, you can't care about other people's clothes..."
Chapter completed!