Piao Tianzi    78. Exposure (Sixth update)

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? "I'm curious how long you have been pretending to be the garrison of Beichuan Town. Others think you are the image of a general of golden armor, but in my eyes you are just an old man with a bad appearance. Tell me, where is the real garrison?" Chen Hao did not answer this person directly, but asked sternly.

Fu Qingfeng, who was standing aside, was not understanding his intentions, but the next moment, the thin old man laughed loudly. He stretched out his dry hand and wiped it on his face. The layers of illusions covering his body disappeared without a trace.

"I didn't expect a river dragon came out from the small pond. You came from the south of Qingzhou. I heard that a group of monsters there were making a big fuss, and they were about to return to the ancient times?"

"Your information is very well-informed." Chen Hao replied coldly when he heard this, "But you haven't answered me yet. Do you want to deny the bounty of the head?"

The thin old man was stunned and suddenly said in confusion: "Do you still want these money in your identity? Or should you exchange it for other rewards, such as a half-time official position in Beichuan Town?"

"Are you joking?"

Anger arose in Chen Hao's eyebrows, and a cold light flashed in his eyes and he wanted to do it. However, the thin old man's face darkened, and he waved his hand to let him wait for a while.

He flashed his eyes and glanced at Fu Qingfeng and Yan Yuyao, and suddenly said, "Is it for this old man who is not amazing? The favor you owe inadvertently?"

"You want to know too much, but you haven't answered a word yet!" Chen Haosuo frowned and responded coldly.

Fu Qingfeng was so angry that he blew his gray beard up, and he widened his eyes at the thin old man and said, "Your image is amazing, and it's very ridiculous!"

"If you seek death, I can help you!" The thin old man's eyes cold.

Chen Hao moved slightly under his feet blocking the other party's sight and said, "Okay, he is my person!"

The old man suddenly felt a little disappointed and muttered, "But an ordinary man dares to... you will be lucky!"

He coughed, his expression became a little solemn, as if he had been trapped in a long-standing memory.

"Don't guess, I can sit here, which means that the golden armored guard here has long been dead, but it was not my kill."

"There are other people besides you who have the motivation to do it?" Chen Hao was puzzled and shook his head and refused to believe it.

"I knew you would doubt it, but in theory, I was still the master of this golden armor guard. How could I harm him for no reason?" The old man sighed, full of sighs.

Chen Hao's eyes flashed, as if he was judging the authenticity of this statement, but in fact he had already used the six Buddhist masters, and his consciousness captured the broken thoughts that the old man accidentally leaked, pieced them together to obtain truly useful information.

"Switch on!" he nodded.

The thin old man didn't know that the more he said, the more truth he exposed. Instead, he felt a little grateful to Chen Hao's tone of agreement.

"My husband's surname is Jia Mingbin. He is a native of the northern region. He was useless. Who knew that when he was thirty-five, he fell into a pit and picked up some ancient classics. I had heard rumors in the market and guessed that it might be a huge opportunity. Therefore, I tried my best to memorize the words and ate another nameless red fruit. Some heat gradually emerged from my body. I didn't die if I didn't get half a rice in a month. Instead, I escaped."

"That classic is the technique?" Chen Hao asked after frowned.

"It's this book, but it's a pity..." The old man suddenly sighed.

"What a pity?"

"It's a pity that this book is not complete. I only practiced halfway, so I became so inappropriate that I could see through it at a glance."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Hao suddenly sneered and replied coldly: "I didn't expect you to have the talent to be an actor!"

"What is your intention?" The old man showed a little panic on his face.

"What you said is half true and half false, and you can't hide it from others but you can't hide it from me. Why do you have to waste your efforts here?"

The old man reached out and slapped the stone table hard, shouting sternly: "I don't understand what you are talking about!"

"Okay, I'll convince you!" Chen Hao replied with his eyes narrowed.

"You are not called Jia Bin, but Du Wanren. But what you said about the Golden Armor Guardian is dead is true. If he doesn't die, how can you enjoy this trick? But later, it's fake. You had the intention of killing from the beginning, so how could you take many troubles? The day after seeing the Golden Armor Guardian, he killed him the next day, and then he used the ** technique to hide the world. A group of mortal fetuses naturally could not find anything. At most, I felt that the general's personality had become a little weird. It should have been three years ago."

"Nonsense!" The old man supported his left hand on the stone table, turned his body and stared at the other person coldly, his eyes filled with blood and bursts of madness.

"As for what you said, you were a mediocre person before the age of 35, it was even more nonsense. You, who had good roots and bones on your body, were taken as a disciple by Canglan Sect when you were seven years old. You have been practicing for decades and your cultivation is even more in the realm of Golden Pill. When you went down the mountain to practice three years ago, you met Duan Jiuxian, the guardian of Beichuan Town. When you saw his mighty look, you suddenly had evil thoughts and pretended to be this person until now."

Chen Hao finished reading the information he had just captured with a calm face. Looking at the old man's bloodless face, he sneered: "This is not your true face, right? When do you want to hide it?"

"Smacking"

The old man's face suddenly clapped his hands, and he replied coldly: "It's true that he can actually get my details completely, but you have forgotten one thing."

"Oh? I'd like to hear it carefully!" Chen Hao's mouth stretched out a curve.

"You forgot your life! Since you are here, don't leave!" The old man shrank his pupils, and suddenly a pair of iron claws appeared when his palms turned, and the cold air was rushing on them, and they rushed towards Chen Hao.

"Du Wanren, you forgot one thing!" Feeling the fierce wind coming from your chest, Chen Hao was not moved at all, but instead shook his head and replied lightly.

"What!"

"You forgot to ask about my cultivation!" Chen Hao raised his arm and grabbed the pair of iron claws like lightning, which shattered inch by inch inch by inch by inch by pale palm.

"Impossible, this was made of a thousand-year black iron!" Du Wanren exclaimed.

"Nothing is impossible! You are too confident and just misjudged the situation!" Chen Hao replied coldly. His arm forward, and in an instant he crushed the former's arm bones with a "click" sound. A bone stubble pierced out, and blood gushed out from the wound.

Du Wanren shivered in pain, but he still forced himself to open his mouth and spit out a magic sword with a yellow light shining, and ordered it to attack Chen Hao quickly.

"You're still not wise enough!"

Chen Hao narrowed his eyes and patted him gently. The latter shattered into countless crystal clearness with a "pop", while Du Wanren, who was connected to his own destiny, suddenly spit out a mouthful of essence and blood, and his expression became very listless.

He stood there motionless, as if he had given up any resistance.

Chen Hao slowly walked up and asked in a low voice: "Now, you can tell me why I am lurking in Beichuan Town! I accidentally learned that in addition to Canglan Sect, you have also joined a sect!"

Du Wanren was shocked when he heard this, and suddenly struggled with his head in pain, and shouted loudly as if he was crazy: "Can't say it!"
Chapter completed!