Yan Shouyi's question immediately reminded Wang Jiquang that even if he wanted to kill Chu Liang, he had to get something out of his mouth first.
So Wang Jixiang put the kitchen knife directly on Chu Liang's neck, threatened him and said:
"Tell me! Why are you chasing my brother? If you don't tell me, I will kill you!"
But how could Chu Liang give in so easily?
I heard Chu Liang sneer and say: "Whether I tell you or not, I will inevitably die today. It's better to leave you with some suspense and let you find the answer by yourself."
"Bastard, do you think I dare not kill you?" Wang Jixiang hit Chu Liang's head hard with the handle of his knife, and a big bump quickly grew on Chu Liang's head.
Although Agong was Chu Liang's younger brother, Chu Liang almost killed him and left him with a lifetime of pain, so Agong had no sympathy for Chu Liang.
Chu Liang took a hit. Not only did he not cry out in pain, he also smiled even happier:
"The biggest thing is life and death. Now that I've fallen into your hands, I'm looking down on life and death. No matter how you treat me, I won't say a word!"
"Hey, look what you can do! Young master, I like to bully those who are tough-talking!" Long Feicheng shouted, "Yellow Sipi, wait for you with bad breath!"
Everyone took several steps back at the same time.
However, Huang Sipi ignored Long Feicheng at all. Now except for the orders of Yan Shouyi and Zhao Yiyao, Huang Sipi did not respect anyone.
What's more, considering his age, Huang Sipi can be regarded as Long Feicheng's great-grandfather.
Seeing that Huang Sipi didn't move, Long Feicheng was a little embarrassed, and his tone changed from the commanding tone before to begging him to take action: "Huang Sipi, give me some face, hold in your farts a few more times, and kill this bastard.
Li Xun!"
Zhao Yiyao couldn't help but said: "How many farts do you think Huang Sipi has? Just now it was all gone in one breath, and now it's gone."
Long Feicheng suddenly became depressed. He had a rare chance to show off, but he actually failed!
In order to force Chu Liang to speak, Luo Ning also spoke up:
"If you answer our questions obediently, I promise to let you die peacefully in a while. If you don't tell me, I will peel off your soul and enslave your body so that you will never be reincarnated and become my slave for thousands of years."
Luo Ning is a corpse chaser, she definitely has the ability to do what she says.
But Chu Liang was still unmoved: "I don't care about what happens after death. People only live one life, but in the next life, it will no longer be me."
Unexpectedly, Chu Liang could say such profound words, and for a while Luo Ning had nothing to do with him.
"Is there no way anyone can force him to tell the truth?" Zhu Shanzao said reluctantly.
Yan Shouyi couldn't think of any way. Some of the folk tricks he knew could indeed make people tell the truth, but they probably wouldn't have any effect on Chu Liang.
Just when everyone was in an awkward situation, Wang Ji spoke up:
"If he doesn't say anything, there is a way for me to know."
"Wang Jiquang, do you have any idea?" Yan Shouyi asked.
Wang Ji went to answer: "That's natural. When I followed the master, what I learned was to let it pass!"
"Then why didn't you tell me earlier! It cost us a lot of time to talk." Long Feicheng complained.
Wang Jichang did not answer, but Yan Shouyi knew the reason - Wang Jichang once told him in private that the calculations made by Wang Jichang and Wang Zhilai may not be 100% accurate.
As for the future, there are too many variables, so Wang Zhilai’s calculation may not be accurate.
As for what happened in the past, although it is 100% accurate, because the information is too large and there is no clue when calculating, the results calculated by Wang Jixiang may not be what everyone wants.
Moreover, there are too many causes and effects. If you fail to calculate the whole picture of the matter and only get a glimpse of it, even if there is the slightest deviation, it may not be the truth of the matter.
Wang Jiquang's ability is more aimed at people than at things. This is also the difference between Zhang Dao and other fortune-telling schools.
"Come and try it." Yan Shou said to Wang Ji.
Wang Ji nodded, took a kitchen knife, found a small basin, and expressionlessly cut Chu Liang's wrist like killing a chicken, and soon a whole basin of blood was drained out.
Even though Chu Liang looked like he had a weak kidney, he was also a man and remained silent.
"Watch him, don't let him die." Wang Ji went to remind him.
Yan Shouyi took out the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate and easily sealed Chu Liang's acupuncture points, stopping the bleeding from the wrist wound.
Today, Chu Liang is really at the mercy of others. He can only sigh silently and regret how he fell into the hands of these juniors who he once looked down upon.
Wang Ji went to dip his knife into Chu Liang's blood and drew a magic circle on the ground. There were many ancient texts with blood characters interspersed in it. Even Yan Shouyi, who was well-informed, could not recognize what Wang Ji went to write.
What are they.
After finishing the work, Wang Ji went to sit in the center of the magic circle with a blood basin, put one hand into the basin, and recited a spell in a low voice, and the blood in the blood basin started to boil.
"His sense of ritual is so good," Long Feicheng whispered to Yan Shouyi, "Brother Yan, you told fortunes before, but you just counted with your fingers. In comparison, it was too rough. Look at what people call this
So professional!”
Yan Shouyi couldn't laugh or cry: "Different sects cannot speak the same language."
After the two of them finished speaking, Wang Jixiang suddenly said: "Actually, I don't have to go to such trouble. It's not impossible to just count it out."
Long Feicheng asked curiously: "Then if you do so many things, will the calculation be more accurate?"
"No, it will be more expensive."
Long Feicheng: "???"
Wang Jixiang sighed and said: "When I traveled around the world with my master, I was often hungry, so when I met someone who could make money, I had to earn more, and if I had enough sense of ritual, I could raise the charges with confidence."
Yan Shouyi and others were stunned: "But you let out this big basin of blood...?"
"This spurting of blood will not help the fortune-telling results. I just want to torture Chu Liang." Wang Jixiang said calmly.
Everyone couldn't help but shudder. Wang Ji looked at the honest and honest man, but he didn't expect that he turned out to be a sinister little prince. This method of revenge was really insidious and cunning.
Damn it, Wang Ji was tricked!
Especially Chu Liang himself was so angry that he almost collapsed from Yan Shouyi's Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate, and then vomited several mouthfuls of old blood.
Wang Jixiang, you are simply not human!
"Have you calculated the result?" Yan Shouyi asked.
Wang Ji nodded with a strange expression.
He said slowly: "In order to change my destiny against the will of heaven, I must live to the death, cut off the lifeblood of my fellow sect, take away the luck of the short-term sect, and at the cost of being extinct, I will lend another hundred years of life to heaven..."
"Speak in human terms." Luo Ning said.
"...Chu Liang and his gang believe that the reason why the Folk Short Law Sect suffers from five evils, three shortcomings and life and death calamities is because they go against heaven and go against the way of heaven. As long as they go along with the way of heaven, they will follow the way of heaven.
By eradicating everyone in the same sect, we can take away their luck and bring down the shortcomings of the folk. In this way, we can claim credit from God, avoid the calamity of life and death, and avoid the five disadvantages and three shortcomings."
As soon as this statement came out, Chu Hao seemed to have lost his vitality. It seemed that Wang Ji had been right.
Yan Shouyi and others looked at each other, but they didn't expect that Chu Liang and the others' reasons were like this...
In order to survive, he kills all the people who share the same ancestry with him. Very few people can do this kind of selfishness.
As soon as Yan Shou came to Chu Liang's side, he asked in a deep voice: "Is what he said wrong?"
Chu Liang remained silent.
"That's right."
"You...!" Chu Liang glared at Yan Shouyi. He couldn't accept that he was an old man, but Yan Shouyi could easily see through his mind.
Yan Shouyi looked at Chu Liang with a smile: "I was not sure just now, but now I am really sure."
"..." Chu Liang was speechless. He found that Yan Shouyi was like a sow wearing a bra, doing one thing after another.
It seems that being old and old, he really has no advantage in front of Yan Shouyi.
Yan Shouyi asked again: "Who told you about the so-called following the sky?"
At this point, Chu Liang had nothing to take care of. He answered honestly: "The boss of Xuanshan."
"New or old?"
"Nature is new."
"What's the basis for what he said? It's impossible for you to believe whatever he says, right?" Yan Shou asked.
Chu Liang smiled helplessly: "Because that's what he did, and then he survived the disaster."
Yan Shou's eyes were startled.
"who is he?"
"Just a bad showman."
"How dare you comment on your boss like this? Aren't you afraid of him?"
"He is not really our boss. He just taught us many methods and connected us together. We all survived and helped each other kill people according to his instructions. Unfortunately, I was assigned to kill He Xiping.