Yang Buwei said from the side: "Brother Wang, don't scare him, just explain it to him. Look, you scared him so much that he couldn't speak. If you scare him out of trouble,
You can't take responsibility."
Wang Gensheng scratched his head, looked at Fusheng's appearance, and said with some embarrassment: "I don't want him to believe me, but I don't want to waste time explaining."
Fusheng stood there and watched. The two people in front of him were talking and laughing freely, but what he just saw was really happening.
Are these two people really living gods? If so, it can definitely be believed.
Wang Gensheng looked at Fusheng and was about to say something more when he saw him kneeling on the ground with a plop.
"God, please find the murderer of my brother."
Wang Gensheng was startled by his posture and quickly helped him up and said: "Don't get excited, I'm not a god, I just have something that ordinary people don't have."
"Then what do you want to know? Just ask me and I will tell you."
Seeing that he had calmed down a lot, Wang Gensheng asked: "Have there been any strange people in your village recently? Or has anything strange happened?"
Yang Buwei said softly from the side: "Remember it carefully, don't be anxious."
In fact, even if Fusheng couldn't remember anything, Wang Gensheng could still find out where the demonic monk was hiding, but it would just take a little more time.
But they have more important things to do, so if there are clues, they can solve it.
Wang Gensheng saw that Fusheng seemed to be trying hard to remember, with his head lowered and his hands still grabbing his hair, so he did not disturb him anymore and just stood aside and waited quietly.
After a moment, Fusheng seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly raised his head and said to Wang Gensheng: "We had a heavy rain last week. That night many people saw a thunder striking the mountain temple in the back of our village.
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But when I went to check the mountain temple the next day, I found that the mountain temple was still there intact, and there was no trace of being struck by lightning at all.”
"There is also a big pig farmer in our village. His pigs keep disappearing inexplicably during this period. There are only two pigs left out of a dozen pigs."
Upon hearing this, Wang Gensheng probably knew that the demonic monk should be hiding in the mountain temple. He looked at each other and Yang Buwei, who nodded in response without saying anything.
Fusheng lowered his head again, scratched his head with his hands and said, "As for you just asking if you have seen any strange people? So far, you are the strangest people I have seen."
When Wang Gensheng heard this, he suddenly felt speechless.
You really shouldn't have cast a spell in front of an ordinary person just now. If he told this matter, it might have some kind of impact and the villagers here would feel uneasy.
If it gets serious, it may cause them all to leave the village.
Thinking of this, Wang Gensheng had already decided what he needed to do later.
The two smiled awkwardly at Fusheng. Yang Buwei turned his head, glared at Wang Gensheng and then said: "Fusheng, where is your mountain temple? Can you tell me?"
Fusheng scratched his head and pointed in a direction: "If you pass through this banana forest, you can see a stream. If you walk along the stream, you can see an arch bridge. After crossing the arch bridge, you can see
There is a road up the mountain, and the mountain temple is at the end of that road."
Wang Gensheng turned to look at Yang Buwei and said, "Brother Yang, have you remembered the route?"
"Remember."
Then Wang Gensheng took a step forward and wanted to put his hands on Fusheng's shoulders. Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, he immediately took several steps back, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
Wang Gensheng looked at him helplessly and said, "Fusheng, what are you afraid of? I won't harm you."
Unexpectedly, he quickly waved his hand and said, "Don't come over. I've told you everything I know. You'd better leave quickly. I don't need you to find the murderer for my brother."
Yang Buwei gloated from the side and said: "Brother Wang, it's better now. I was scared by you."
Wang Gensheng had no choice but to cast a spell and instantly came to Fusheng's eyes, staring into his eyes.
Wang Gensheng's eyes flashed with golden light, and Fusheng's eyes also flashed with golden light, and he looked at the person in front of him with a dull look.
Wang Gensheng then walked to Yang Buwei with confidence and said, "Okay, he has forgotten what we just said and what he saw just now. Let's go."
After about a minute or so, Fu Sheng finally woke up from his daze. Looking at the backs of Wang Gensheng and Wang Gensheng, he felt a little baffled.
Then he turned around and saw the person lying in the ditch, his face instantly filled with sadness.
"Brother Wang, what did you just do to him? Why does it seem like he can't remember anything."
Wang Gensheng smiled proudly and said: "I used the illusion that Huizi taught me to delete the scene of us appearing in front of him in his mind. Now he doesn't recognize us at all, and he will never remember that the two of us are.
Who is it?"
"Brother Wang, it's okay. When did you learn this illusion?"
After being praised by Yang Buwei, Wang Gensheng showed his original virtue again and said very immodestly: "Your brother and I learn this kind of illusion, it doesn't happen in a matter of minutes. Isn't it strange?"
"Besides, this kind of illusion cannot attack others, and the conditions for its execution are extremely strict. It can only be successfully cast when the other party is completely unprepared. It is only useful for ordinary people, and it is completely useless for monks."
Yang Buwei said "Oh" and continued: "Brother Wang, what do you think the realm of that demonic monk is?"
Wang Gensheng thought about it carefully and said: "I think that monk should still be in the primary stage. Fu Sheng just said that there are a lot of pigs missing in their village. It should be that monk.
If you were a high-level monk, you wouldn't even bother to do such a thing."
Yang Buwei: "I think what you said makes sense. If that's the case, should you take action or should I?"
Wang Gensheng laughed: "Brother Yang, the important task of eliminating harm for the people will be left to you."
"Then I would rather obey your orders than be respectful and solve this cancer for this village."
While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived in front of the arch bridge Fusheng was talking about. Wang Gensheng raised his head and glanced at the road up the mountain, feeling a little sad.
This is not a road at all. Isn't it just a ditch washed out by the rain? It's just that they cut down the trees on both sides, so it looks like a road.