Day and night tour

Chapter 240 Cause and Effect Hatred
Mr. Feng was very proud.

He didn't think Zhou Xuan could get any useful information from him.

This was also the fundamental reason why he remained calm after being brought back to Mingjiang Mansion by the painter.

As long as Mo Tingsheng is not caught, the kidnapper's layout in Mingjiang Mansion will remain impeccable.

Zhou Xuan smiled noncommittally, pulled the chair in front of Mr. Feng and sat down, saying with a relaxed feeling: "Lao Hua asked me to interrogate you, hoping to get more secrets from you.
But I don't think so.
Because you don't need to be tried at all, you are a poor creature who will tell your secrets yourself."

"How to provoke generals?"

Mr. Feng was not angered by Zhou Xuan. He thought Zhou Xuan was deliberately provoking him.

The more exciting your opponent is, the more you must not lose your composure.

"This is a sincere evaluation from me, and it has nothing to do with provocation."

Zhou Xuan asked directly: "Mr. Feng, have you heard of the Prajna Buddha Kingdom?"

Mr. Feng's clear eyes, mixed with a hint of doubt, were able to answer Zhou Xuan's question.

He shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it."

“The Prajna Buddha Kingdom came from beyond the sky. I don’t know where they came from. I only know that they landed in the Well Kingdom.

This Buddhist country has no good intentions. They invaded the Well Country for the purpose of killing and plundering. They are very powerful, and there are many sky-god-level beings among them. "

Zhou Xuan's words were not alarmist. Among the people who had appeared in the Buddhist Kingdom, the strength of the Great Heavenly King was, if not superior to the Sky God level, at least not inferior to the god level.

The Mother of a Hundred Demons is more powerful than the Great Heavenly King.

"That's good. Jing Country is a dirty country. The god-level sitting in the sky, I don't know how many people like me have been harmed.
A Buddhist country came and cleansed all the gods and people of the Well Country, just like a heavy rain after autumn, washing the world clean.

To restore the clarity of heaven and earth, and justice to the people, the coming of the Buddha Kingdom is the opening of God’s eyes.”

After Zhou Xuan introduced the Buddhist Kingdom, Mr. Feng not only did not show the slightest disgust, but instead praised the Buddhist Kingdom highly.

"Mr. Feng, you seem to regard the Buddha Kingdom as the savior of people like you, but let me tell you that the drought in Huilang River more than 30 years ago was caused by the Buddha Kingdom."

Zhou Xuan spat out words towards Mr. Feng.

Mr. Feng was stunned for a moment, then he quickly showed an expression of unwillingness to believe and said, "You are lying to me. The drought in Huilang River was caused by the gods of Mingjiang Mansion..."

Zhou Xuan did not debate with Mr. Feng. Without any evidence, it would be useless to argue.

Zhou Xuan has to present the evidence step by step.

He said to Mr. Feng: "Sighing Mother Wall, do you know who she is?"

"Probably know."

"The Mother Wall of Sighs has deduced the drought in the Corridor River. She determined that the mastermind behind the drought came from outside the sky."

"It comes from outside the sky, so it is the work of the Buddha Kingdom?"

"A Maitreya temple was built in the area of ​​Huilang River. Shiweitian was born in the drought and stirred up trouble in the name of Maitreya Buddha. These are all traces of the Buddha's kingdom."

Zhou Xuan stood up.

He was standing and Mr. Feng was sitting, looking down on them and feeling oppressive.

Zhou Xuan wants to destroy Mr. Feng's psychological defenses.
Mr. Feng looked up, his expression becoming somewhat serious, and said, "These are all your inferences, which are far from the truth."

"Mr. Feng, Mo Tingsheng is the one you met in Huilang River, right?"

Mr. Feng was unwilling to answer any questions about Mo Tingsheng.

"You don't admit it. I'm telling you the truth. Mo Tingsheng is from the Prajnaparamita Buddha Kingdom."

Zhou Xuan brought out the key point of this interrogation.

"He is from the Jing country. He is a Jing countryman who has been persecuted by the gods just like me. He is not a Buddhist countryman."

Mr. Feng couldn't help but defend Mo Tingsheng.

Zhou Xuan said to Qing Feng who was watching the interrogation: "Bring today's newspaper over here."

"Young sir..." Qingfeng knew that the contents of today's newspaper were all news that slandered Zhou Xuan.

"Bring it here." Zhou Xuan ordered again.

Qingfeng had no choice but to go outside the stone house and ask his disciples to bring today's newspaper.

When the newspaper reached Zhou Xuan's hands,

Zhou Xuan pressed the newspaper to Mr. Feng’s chest and said, “Read it for yourself.”

Mr. Feng was flipping through the newspaper.

Zhou Xuan sat aside and waited.

He knew what was written in today's newspaper. When he was at the Institute of Weird Biology, Zhang Yifeng told him that someone had spread rumors about him in today's newspaper.

While in the research institute, he also glanced through the newspaper. After reading it, he was not angry but very happy.

"Mo Tingsheng wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife, but as soon as he did it, his true colors were exposed.

Zhou Xuan looked at Mr. Feng.

After Mr. Feng finished flipping through the newspaper, he breathed a sigh of relief and handed the newspaper back to Zhou Xuan, saying with a hint of mockery: "Zhou Xuan, in this newspaper, I only saw news saying that you are a visitor from outer space, an evil ghost from outer space. How can it have anything to do with Mr. Mo?"

Zhou Xuan rolled up the newspaper and said calmly, "Mr. Feng should know who wrote this newspaper."

"I don't know." Mr. Feng frowned.

"I, Zhou Xuan, actually didn't offend many people in Mingjiang Prefecture. The Tattoo Ancient Clan is one group, you kidnappers are one group, and the Mingjiang Evil God is one group.
The newspaper smeared me. This matter may seem small, but it is not something that everyone can do.

The Tattoo Ancient Clan never walks around in the martial arts world. They are a group of people who are very skilled in Taoism, but their interpersonal relationships are extremely bad.
If the ancient tribe wanted to use newspapers to discredit me, I'm afraid they would never be able to do it.

The evil god Mingjiang has Jingdeng, who can definitely discredit me through newspapers. Jingdeng even once sent secret codes in newspapers to form the Blood Well Society.

But this news could never have been released by Mingjiang Evil God or Jingdeng."

"Do you trust the evil god so much?"

Mr. Feng asked Zhou Xuan.

"Of course." Zhou Xuan said, "I can recognize the articles written by Jing Deng even if they turn into ashes. We are old friends."

Before Zhou Xuan came to Mingjiang Mansion, he found the secret code of the Blood Well Society under the well lamp in the newspaper.

In the days that followed, Zhou Xuan developed a habit of reading the newspaper every day to see if there were any new secret codes from the well lights.

After a long time, Zhou Xuan became very familiar with Jing Deng's writing style.

"It's not Jingdeng or the Tattoo Ancient Clan, so naturally it's just you kidnappers."

Zhou Xuan said: "Now, the kidnapper gang is almost destroyed, and only Mo Tingsheng is left.
The large amount of news in the newspapers that slander me must have come from Mo Tingsheng’s instructions.”

Mr. Feng remained silent, and his attitude also supported Zhou Xuan's speculation.

"If you don't say anything, it means you agree." Zhou Xuan said, "Then the most crucial question comes.

Mo Tingsheng slandered me, and there were many details in it that he should never know.
For example, one of the news reports said that I bought the old painting studio in order to raise zombies, so that they could kill people and bring disaster to Mingjiang Mansion. "

Zhou Xuan had never been able to get started with tattooing, and he hadn't made any progress on the second stick of incense. As a result, after renting a shop, he accidentally poked an old zombie out of the ceiling.

By absorbing the zombie's qi, Zhou Xuan managed to burn some incense on the second stick. At that time, Zhou Xuan and his fifth senior brother had an idea - if they could not learn tattooing successfully, for the sake of the progress of incense, it would be better to raise zombies and accumulate incense by absorbing the zombie's qi.

But this was just an idea, Zhou Xuan and Lu Mingkun did not put it into practice.

After Zhou Xuan found the ancestral peach blossom tree, judging from his progress in cultivation, he no longer needed to raise zombies and absorb "zombie energy".

"I once had such a small idea, but Mo Ting Biochemical used it to discredit me. Mr. Feng, guess why?"

Zhou Xuan asked.

Mr. Feng shook his head.

He did know that the news in the newspapers came at the instigation of Mo Tingsheng. It was the result of the kidnappers' operation plan over the past 30 years... There were hidden agents planted by the kidnappers in every industry.

These spies are extremely clean, with almost no stains in their lives, and no one can suspect them.

But once the gang wants to use these hidden players, they will stand up without hesitation.

Mr. Feng was aware of the newspapers' slander against Zhou Xuan, but he really couldn't guess how Mo Tingsheng knew that Zhou Xuan had once had the idea of ​​"raising a zombie".

"You don't know? I know." Zhou Xuan paced in the stone house with his hands behind his back, pointing at his left wrist and saying, "The Ancient Clan once placed a link on my body, which can see my every word and action. Naturally, they know that I once had the idea of ​​raising a zombie.

Therefore, the only reason Mo Tingsheng knew that I was raising zombies was because someone from the Ancient Clan found him and they cooperated. "

Zhou Xuan turned around, stared at Mr. Feng, and said with a half-smile: "I just said that the people of the ancient clan rarely walk around in the martial arts world, and they are unfamiliar with Mingjiang Prefecture.
Since Mo Tingsheng was so important to the kidnapper and knew the kidnapper's revenge plan, he should have been hidden by the kidnapper a long time ago.
So the question is, how did the people of the Ancient Clan find Mo Tingsheng?"

"how could I know?"

Mr. Feng thought Zhou Xuan was asking him, so he immediately shook his head.

"The current leader of the Ancient Clan is called the Three-Headed Stone Buddha. He is from the Buddha Country, there is no doubt about that."

Zhou Xuan said: "The Bone Elders Association and the City God were looking for Mo Tingsheng, but they couldn't find him. However, he was found by the ancient tribe. I have reason to confirm that Mo Tingsheng is also from the Buddhist country. There may be a way for Buddhist countries to communicate with each other, similar to the secret letter in the lobby."

The Gu Lao Hui, the City God, and the Miko all have secret letters that communicate with each other, and their identities are different, so the appearance of the secret letters is also slightly different.

For example, Li Chengfeng’s secret letter was a lantern with a “book” pattern on it.

"The Buddha Kingdom has a secret letter, so the ancient clan was able to contact Mo Tingsheng very quickly.

Mo Tingsheng and the Ancient Clan wanted to deal with me, so they started to kill someone with a borrowed knife, this…"

Zhou Xuan raised the newspaper, threw it on the ground, stepped on it, and said: "The smear campaign is just the first step, the tip of the iceberg. Mo Tingsheng, a Buddhist from an ancient tribe, may have another plan.
But I am not afraid. I have ways to deal with them.

It's you, Mr. Feng, you poor creature. Thirty years ago, the Buddhist Kingdom caused the drought in Huilang River, which was closely related to Mo Tingsheng.

And what about you? You have been brewing a revenge plan all along, cooperating with Mo Tingsheng who killed Huilang River, and even fighting against the gods. But you fought in vain and cried at the wrong grave, understand!"

After Zhou Xuan finished speaking, he left the stone house and winked at the painter.
He and the painter both left the house, leaving Qingfeng alone in the stone house, staring at Mr. Feng.

As soon as the door of the stone house was closed, the painter gave Zhou Xuanqiao a thumbs up and said, "Young Master, your deduction is very accurate."

"I am also prepared."

Zhou Xuan said to the painter: "Mo Tingsheng is from the Buddhist country, which means that Mingjiang Prefecture and Jing Country are both very dangerous. When a cockroach appears in your home, there are actually several nests of cockroaches in the dark."

"This Mo Tingsheng must be arrested and brought to justice, and he must be arrested alive."

The painter added, "Young Master, Mingjiang Prefecture is completely dependent on you. Even if the Saint Son and Saint Daughter come out of retreat and want to cause trouble for you, I will definitely help you."

Mingjiang Prefecture was facing a disaster, and the painter was afraid that Zhou Xuan would not work hard, so he made his position clearer.

"Mo Tingsheng can't run away." Zhou Xuan said to the painter, "I am the enemy of Mr. Yangfeng."

As long as Mr. Feng's hatred for Mo Tingsheng is nurtured, not to mention that Mr. Feng's important memories were eaten by Shi Weitian,

Even if he is a fool,
Zhou Xuan was able to find Mo Tingsheng through hatred.

He has a tattoo of a cause and effect diagram.

hatred,

It is a huge cause and effect.

"Mr. Feng's hatred is strong, and Mo Tingsheng is in his pocket."

Zhou Xuan and the painter were waiting outside the stone house. They were not just waiting for nothing, they also chatted about family matters and paintings.

Zhou Xuan is a layman when it comes to painting, but when he worked in the media in his previous life, he also watched painting channels and learned about some great painters and their painting styles.

"Yes, the light is not straight, it rotates in a spiral..."

Zhou Xuan recalled the famous painting "Starry Sky" and asked the painter to paint while explaining it.

Not to mention, the painter's talent for painting is probably not lower than his cultivation. Zhou Xuan felt that his oral description was not good enough.

But the painter managed to draw the starry sky with his "excellent understanding". There are some differences from the original, but it is quite similar, and the main features of the original are captured very firmly.

"Lao Hua, you are really good at painting."

"Young sir, this painting is not simple. At first glance, it looks like a scene from my dream. May I ask who is the original artist of this painting?"

"Um...my last name is Fan and my given name is Gao."

Zhou Xuan subconsciously thought of the "surname Ke, name Bi" meme on the Internet and actually laughed out loud.

"Mr. Fan? Mr. Fan's painting is of such a high standard." The painter praised sincerely.

The two chatted happily, and the door of the stone house opened.
Qing Feng walked up to Zhou Xuan and whispered, "Young Master, Mr. Feng wants your help."

"How is his mental state in there?"

"It was very crazy, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing. When I got mad, I hit my head with an ashtray.

It's been such a big shock, it's only been a short time and your hair has turned white."

Qingfeng said.

Zhou Xuan understood.

Mr. Feng's lifelong wish is to avenge Huilang River and seek revenge from the gods. After more than 30 years of hard work, he found himself acknowledging the thief as his father.
This was naturally a huge blow.

"Okay, the hatred is almost developed."

Zhou Xuan turned sideways and entered the stone house. Only two hours had passed since the last time he entered the stone house, but Mr. Feng had completely changed.

He had completely lost his proud look, his head was covered with bloody pits from the ashtray, his body was dirty, his eyes were cloudy, and his eyeballs were bloodshot.

Mr. Feng scratched his already greying hair and cried, "I want Mo Ting to live or die."

"If you want Mo Ting to live or die easily, you first tell me what the kidnapper's plan for the past thirty years is."

"I don't know. I forgot. I really forgot."

"Then do you hate Mo Tingsheng enough?"

"I want him to die." Mr. Feng raised his head and said to Zhou Xuan, "Young Master, I want Mo Ting to live or die."

"I'm going to make a tattoo on you to find Mo Tingsheng."

Zhou Xuan raised his hand and the bone tooth flew out, suspended in the air, with the tip of the tooth pointing at Mr. Feng.

Mr. Feng took off his dirty coat without saying a word, and waited for Zhou Xuan to tattoo him with his upper body bare.

Zhou Xuan naturally didn't want to waste time, so he walked towards Mr. Feng and directed Gu Ya to give Mr. Feng the first needle in his back.

There are three cause-and-effect diagrams. The tattoo diagram with hatred as the cause and effect is called the silkworm chrysalis diagram, which represents the White Walker "Fumu".
"This cause-and-effect tattoo is indeed different."

When Zhou Xuan was getting the tattoo, he felt a great hatred rising in his heart.

This hatred was so strong that if Mr. Feng was his enemy, he would hold Mr. Feng's head with one hand, and then use the ashtray in the other hand to smash Mr. Feng to death.

The hatred is still changing.

When Gu Ya stabbed Mr. Feng with thirty needles in a row, Zhou Xuan's hatred reached its peak.

But as the bone teeth continued to pierce out, the hatred in Zhou Xuan's body began to gradually subside.

Zhou Xuan had a feeling - it was as if the silkworm pupa tattoo on Mr. Feng's back was not made of paint, but was drawing out the hatred in his body bit by bit, and then spraying it onto Mr. Feng's skin bit by bit.

When Zhou Xuan's hatred completely disappeared,
Mr. Feng's silkworm pupa drawing is also completed.

A silk thread that only Zhou Xuan could see extended from Mr. Feng's body and went towards the sky.

When the drill reached a height of several hundred meters, the silk thread disappeared.

"Mr. Mo is in heaven?"

"Not in heaven, he went back to the past."

Miss Wall in the secret realm replied.

"Miss Qiang, aren't you reciting Buddhist verses?"

"I am used to retaining a little bit of consciousness when I am performing deductions. It would be too boring to use all my consciousness for deductions."

Miss Wall said.

"How did you tell that in the past, Mr. Mo?"

"This is what makes the Well Kingdom different from the Blood and Flesh Dynasty."

Miss Qiang explained to Zhou Xuan...

(End of this chapter)