Mo Feifan's face changed and he asked in surprise: "What, isn't the real Thousand Faces God?"
The old man shook his head and nodded again: "The old woman and I suspect that the masked god is not the real god. We always feel that there is still a person hidden behind him. This person is the real person who gives orders."
"What do you mean is that the person we see now is actually a puppet?" Feng Hua stood behind Mo Feifan at some point and suddenly said something.
Needless to say, everyone at the scene was shocked by his words. This god was already so difficult to deal with. If this was just a puppet, what would happen?
Quiet, quiet needles can be heard.
Mo Feifan heard his heartbeat for the first time, and it was beating fiercely and was overwhelming.
Seeing Mo Feifan fall into deep thought, the old man waved his hand in a mess: "Young man, don't worry, this is just our guess. At least the old woman and I stayed under the command of the God Lord for so many years, and we have never seen that person."
His words did not mean that Mo Feifan would not think about it here.
By the way, those eyes!
He seemed to have been suddenly caught in an evil spirit, and he pushed the crowd away and ran out. His brothers were unclear, so he followed his steps and ran over.
Yes, those eyes are those eyes. So that's it. It turns out that it is the hiding place of the true Thousand Faces God, and it turns out that he is the true Thousand Faces God.
Small garden, that small garden.
Li Dafeng gasped and asked, "Brother Fan, where is this place? Why are we here for?"
Mo Feifan looked up at the garden and replied, "I found the body of the Thousand Faces God here."
Li Dafeng couldn't understand and grabbed his head and asked, "Brother Fan, do you really believe that the old man said. Do you really think there is a Thousand-faced God? No, I think he is lying."
Mo Feifan raised his lips and said quietly: "He felt right. The Thousand Faces God with a mask is actually a fake. The real Thousand Faces God is here."
Originally, Li Dafeng had not understood Mo Feifan's words. When he heard the real Thousand Faces God was here, he was shocked and quickly pulled out the guy in his hand.
Seeing Li Dafeng light up his machete, Hou Xiaobai and other brothers also unsheathed their swords, and their voices were like dragon roars.
The group closed their mouths tacitly and followed Mo Feifan carefully.
They walked into the house in the small garden.
The blood on the ground has been dried, and even the air is filled with daffodil juice to cover up the fishy smell of blood - this place does not look like a place that has just died.
Mo Feifan walked into the inner room with no one in the inner room, only a large dressing table, a neatly laid bed and a large wardrobe.
The dressing table was filled with all kinds of things, mostly for women to dress. Even women who are particular about Zhang Rao and Qian Shuyuan think these things are very high-end.
How could an ordinary farmer afford such expensive things? There is indeed a problem here.
Li Dafeng was spinning around the room, picked up everything, and put it down.
Bang, Li Dafeng opened the wardrobe. Seeing that the wardrobe was filled with all kinds of clothes, from bellybands to women's underwear, everything was full of colorful and colorful, making people dazzled.
Guru, Li Dafeng swallowed, and felt that the owner of this family had the quirk of collecting women's close clothes.
He "rising his life" down and sniffed, and said to Mo Feifan: "Brother Fan, these are all unwrapped clothes."
"Puff" Hou Xiaobai kicked his big ass: "Crazy, can you still have some potential? The Thousand Face God hasn't found it yet, but you are sniffing the woman's clothes here."
Li Dafeng uched, touched his big butt and shouted: "I'm looking for clues."
Hou Xiaobai was indignant: "Then have you found it?"
Li Dafeng pinched his fat waist and rolled his eyes one by one: "I found it. But I won't tell you."
Hou Xiaobai was too lazy to talk nonsense to such people, and snatched the bellyband from his hand and threw it underground.
Li Dafeng felt so distressed that he bent down and went to pick it up. At the moment he lowered his body, he found a pair of eyes under the bed - a pair of cold and sharp triangular eyes.
"Mom, there is a ghost." Li Dafeng used both hands and feet, and was so scared that he crawled to Mo Feifan's feet. He was not scared, and it could even be said to be very big. The only things that could scare him were ghosts left.
Mo Feifan's eyes swept across the clean bed, and he had an idea in his mind. He put his hands behind his back and revealed two deep dimples: "Some people think they can escape the disaster by hiding under the bed. If they had known this, why would they have been there?"
"Don't kill me, don't kill me." A begging for mercy came from under the bed. Then, a man slowly climbed out of the bed. This man was no one else, but the farmer who "accidentally killed" the Thousand Face God.
Mo Feifan had a smile in his eyebrows, and he said straight to the point: "The Thousand Faces God, it's been a long time since I've been there. If you don't like this name, I can change the name - Qian Tong Qian Dashangguan."
The Thousand Faces God Lord is actually Qian Tong, the shopkeeper of Qian Tong, who is the enemy Mo Feifan is looking for to kill his father and mother. Li Dafeng couldn't believe it, and no one could believe it.
The farmer was silent for a long time and said in a daze: "These two identities seem to be a thousand miles apart from me."
Mo Feifan: "On the surface, it's a thousand miles apart, but in fact it's intimately connected."
The farmer is listening.
Mo Feifan said, "Actually, the fake Thousand Face God did not come here in panic. Only he knew that you lived here and he came to ask for help. You were worried that he would reveal your identity, so you killed him."
The farmer argued: "He broke into my house, and I thought he was a thief, and he deserved it if he died."
Mo Feifan shook his head, not as if he was surprised: "With the skills of the Thousand Faces God, even if he had broken an arm, it would be difficult for ordinary people to hurt him, let alone kill him. Then, there was only one explanation - the other party was someone he knew, and suddenly killed him without any defense."
The farmer squinted his eyes and was not in a hurry to argue.
Li Dafeng next to him scratched his head and said in confusion: "Brother Fan, even if that's the case. How do you know that he is the real Thousand Face God. What if he just knows Thousand Face God?"
His question was also what everyone present wanted to ask.
Mo Feifan smiled with a smile: "The eyes were his eyes betrayed him."
"His eyes? What's so special about his eyes? Isn't it just a pair of triangular eyes? Although there are not many people in this world with triangular eyes, there are also many." Li Dafeng seemed to have forgotten that he was from the Momen and helped the farmers speak.
Mo Feifan was neither angry nor blamed him, and said slowly: "Because among the enemies who killed my parents, there was also a pair of triangular eyes. The sky was dark at that time, and I didn't react immediately, but I just felt familiar. Later, the old couple said that I might not have killed the real Thousand Face God, so they suddenly remembered it. This person who looked like a farmer was the murderer who killed the entire village eight years ago."
"Eight years ago! Slaughter the whole village!" The farmer narrowed his eyes: "Mojia Village!"!
Although his face was very calm, his heart was already in a state of chaos. The matters in Mojia Village were top secrets, and those involved in the operation were the main leaders of the Skeleton Cult's stronghold in Yancheng area. When Wei Zihu died, Mo Feifan was there. When Zhu Long died, Mo Feifan was there too. Now, he is also...
Originally, he thought it was just a coincidence. Now, it was definitely not a coincidence. Could it be that this young man was the one who survived the catastrophe in Mojia Village. His surname is Mo.
After these lines, he came to a terrible conclusion - this person was a survivor from Mojia Village that year, and he came to take revenge.
Mo Feifan continued: "Now, let's go back to the question asked by Afeng. If you are just Qian Tong, not the Thousand-Faced God, why did you kill the fake Thousand-Faced God? The reason you did this is to cover up. If the fake Thousand-Faced God is dead, you, the real Thousand-Faced God, can escape my pursuit."
The Thousand Faces God focused on him without quibbling and denying it.
He smiled faintly and said, "I underestimate you, but I promise you won't kill me." Although he smiled indifferently, he had a kind of arrogant attitude, as if he had changed someone on the spot.
Mo Feifan's eyes flashed and he said slowly: "You have a chance, but the chance is not very big."
The Thousand Face God said, "At least, I can give it a try, right?"
Mo Feifan: "Yes."
Although everyone can say the word "yes", when you say it at this moment, you not only need to have superhuman wisdom, but also have extraordinary courage.
The Thousand Face God was silent for a long time and suddenly said, "There are many people who know themselves very well, but they don't know anything about themselves."
Mo Feifan said: "It is easier to understand others than to understand yourself. The most terrifying enemy in the world is actually you."
Thousand-faced God: "I must know more about you than you know me."
Mo Feifan admitted: "I'm like a big stupid egg."
Thousand Faces God: "But you still found me and destroyed the foundation I built for more than ten years within three days."
Mo Feifan said: "Maybe, I'm lucky."
Thousand-faced God: "You know that you have not defeated me, and you want to fight me?"
Mo Feifan said: "It is imperative, there is no choice."
Thousand-faced God: "I said you can't kill me."
Mo Feifan: "You said it."
Thousand-faced God: "You can't kill me, but I can kill myself."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a sharp short knife from his waist. The short knife drank blood, and it drank his blood.
"Why are you?"
This was what Mo Feifan asked, and everyone present wanted to ask.
The Thousand Face God spitted blood and laughed and said, "I won't give you the chance to find out the secrets of the Skeleton Cult from me. After I die, someone will naturally seek revenge on you. Haha, the Skeleton Cult is about to come back to the world." He tried hard and inserted his entire knife into his chest.
The Skeleton Cult, which had been hidden for many years, is about to re-enter the Skeleton Cult?! Mo Feifan couldn't help but be frowning when he heard this news. He must control the territory of all 38 towns and counties in Yancheng before the Skeleton Cult is re-entered. Only in this way can he have the capital to compete with the Skeleton Cult.