Qianye didn't answer, just looked at the old man quietly.
The air in the room was a little dull, as if the weather outside was acting up again, and it looked like it was going to rain.
Save the ancestors...
The old man's age should be around eighty, which can be seen with the naked eye.
The youngest villagers who greeted him before were in their thirties.
If as their ancestor...
That would require at least three generations of advancement.
Children in rural areas generally have children at an earlier age, so it is impossible to make accurate statistics, so calculations are made based on estimates of age around eighteen.
Three generations, eighteen years old...
This shows that as the ancestor of those villagers, he is at least eighty-four years old.
"You just simply think that when he said he was giving you too little face, he was very similar to a friend you once had, so you wanted to talk to him less..."
It's grotesque, but it's also like grotesque.
It's like an instruction and a reminder.
Except for the unknowns encountered later, these are common names for monsters outside the horror world, and are also records outside the organization manual that An only once gave.
The old man must be in the category of "human". It is very unlikely that I am not using talent, or some ability that is very similar to talent.
The old man exhaled a cloud of smoke and looked at An Yu's face through the clear haze of Mohu Lake.
There was even a hint of secondary feeling in the bottom of my heart.
As the old man said, because I no longer have the ability to do what others want, I end up having blind confidence in myself. When there are still contradictions in the conclusion, no matter what I do, I have to settle... ...
Since then, it also represents the second reason for the conversation with the old man...
Obviously I didn't want to continue talking about it, so I used that method...
Although he knew too much about that aspect, according to An Yu's basic knowledge, a two-hundred-year-old person would at least have lost all his teeth.
Seeing that the old man was addicted to drinking tea, An Yu reminded him: "What are these things under the town?"
He only had to move forward a dozen centimeters, and he was completely out of the old man's house.
It was very similar to the white shadow I wanted to meet when I was in "Yandere Male Boss" when I left the factory.
"There are very few things in the world, and you know very little about them. Even at your current age, you don't have many things. You can't give an explanation for the error."
After all, judging from the other party's current mental state and appearance, it is difficult to combine with the age of two hundred years old.
"Yes, you are saving them. You are just saving people outside the village. That is what you should do."
"This old rickshaw is what he calls a ghost. At your age, if you do that kind of thing, your body will be able to withstand it."
"Actually, it's hard even for you to doubt that you actually lived to that age in just a blink of an eye."
Even though the old man is not even two hundred years old, he can be regarded as my elder's elder based on his experience... But when someone points his nose and talks about it, how can he not express bad feelings to the other person?
The old man chuckled twice. He didn't write too much in response to An Yu's retort. He seemed to have heard him and spoke out the answer to the question.
Feeling the strength coming from beneath your body, you are not afraid at all...
After all, is there a definite way for "victims" to recognize each other in the world of horror...
talent......
"It's not just some big fight stuff, you said it. You've lived so young and you haven't seen anything before."
After I was about to leave, I asked the old man this question.
When I went to the town, I couldn't feel the weird aura under these monsters, but I could see their original bodies through the weird vision.
Since the old man will say that he is two hundred years old...
And the same.
What kind of concept is this?
"It's bad. He is indeed a little better than you think, but it's just a little bit. He can participate in the troubles in that world. He has to stop caring about those things and just live quietly."
An Yu was silent.
"The only question you have now is the first question, why did he come to the town to save you?"
However, when An Yu stopped moving, I found that my body seemed to be imprisoned. I could move but it was stuck in place, as if the seven limbs were my own again and could not be controlled.
It may be that any curse source is used as a medium, and strange abilities cannot be used. After all, Hao Feng only thought of one thing.
I always think too much.
Attention, at least.
Even if the old man is the "victim" and his current identity is inherited through the role, how can the other party know all the information he has without having any contact with him? Chu?
That's a very strange point...
They were still smoking quietly, as if they didn't care about it, or even noticed that the other party was normal.
Everyone I have ever met is the same...
"You're here to hear the answer, to hear him mock you." An Yu said with an expression on his face.
So, so…
Hao Feng's subsequent conclusion that the other party was a "victim" was gradually overturned at this time.
An Yu and Qianye's bodies completely entered and exited the old man's house. At the same time, the wooden door behind them seemed to be pushed by something and closed with a "bang".
In addition, I seem to know all my own experiences, so An Yu can see more clearly what kind of person I am...
[In view of the general environment,
Before their bodies were pushed to the small door, An Yu and Hao Feng took a controlled step forward with their right legs and crossed the wooden threshold.
An Yu lowered her tone and asked.
As for regaining face or something...
Do they have any problems from their own perspective...
As for whether he has used his ability to modify bugs in scripts, An Yu thinks that he will be his opponent...
Yes, that's the question An Yu wants to know the most.
That's how it should be...
Seemingly understanding Hao Feng's doubts, the old man paused and then said, "I just thought about it. It's the same as these things he has encountered. It's something he has never seen before."
Looking back now, An Yu also discovered the blind spots in his subsequent thinking.
An Yumo still understands what these things are.
"Hard to doubt, right?"
Without any thought, when people encounter secondary situations, they will subconsciously take the initiative to call out the people around them who they feel they can least trust.
"What does he know about you?"
As if he knew what Qianye was thinking, after the old man finished speaking, he asked him.
"It's the same thing as what you met... Does he know what you met?"
After going through some things, I quickly understood that the world might be as complicated as these "vacation scripts" later on. Of course, I could keep the number of words that couldn't be modified.
"Does he know why you wanted to call him back and then said so little to him?"
It will provide justice to the "victims".
Hao Feng found out that he could not break free from that bondage with his own strength alone.
So as far as the old man can see through his identity at a glance, in fact, Hao Feng still hasn't gotten a definite answer.
"He hasn't finished asking his eight questions yet. In the end, it's you who are at a loss. Let them go."
It was not only Hao Feng who was pushed forward by an inexplicable force, but An Yu could also notice it.
His body is moving forward.
No one has stipulated that horror scripts must leave a way to survive? Will the "victim" be given a chance to survive?
The old man exhaled heavily and didn't say much. Qianye, who had been sitting quietly from beginning to end, felt an inexplicable force lifting him up, and then hurriedly pushed himself forward... ..
Hao Feng didn't think much of that aspect.
Regarding the answer just now, I have a certain degree of doubt.
"Qian...Anyu?"
What was seen through was that An emerged from the bottom of my heart. If I could figure out what identity the other party represented, I would be able to leave with peace of mind.
Did these words actually have any impact on the old man afterwards? The reason why he was willing to take me back was just because he was very similar to a friend I once had?
What we encountered later symbolized the unknown mixed with fear, whether there was a main body, as if the solution to chaos lies in any dimension.
"Whether he said anything or not, regarding his role, his explanation just now was just perfunctory."
"Okay, just listen to him and you'll leave."
Is there any pattern to this talent? It may appear randomly in anyone's body.
Yes, that's right.
Qianye frowned a little and said his answer.
The old man's voice came from outside the house, seeming to be giving the first explanation to the two of them.
Once accepted, I also gave up the idea of fighting with the other party...
Whether this was true or not, An Yu knew whether there was any point in asking.
"At least seventy-five, at most ninety."
A brief two seconds ago.
It's like a script with no chance of survival, a purely murderous script.
"So, you said don't think you can solve everything just because you don't have any ability..."
If the old man is sure to lie, what is the purpose of my deception?
certainly.
Finished.
An Yu stood up and subconsciously wanted to approach the old man.
I just thought of it, but the old man answered me.
The strange things that happened in the town are the same as what we encountered later...
"Um?"
The two of them also crossed the threshold with their left feet.
Weird, strange, ghostly...
It was the same as his final attitude. At this time, the old man's tone was less urgent when he spoke, and he seemed to be just retreating and chatting.
"My guess is wrong, I will be two hundred years old in two months this year." The old man shook his head slightly and said something that shocked both An Yu and Qianye.
The old man finished speaking.
But it's obviously time to revise the plot.
"Besides, what he said next is absolutely right."
You know, when he discovered that there was a small problem in that world, An Yu had no regrets. He regretted why he used up a modification opportunity because of mosquitoes...
Two hundred years old?
The strange force he felt under his body disappeared. Hao Feng looked up at his hands and found that control of his body was back.
An Yu guessed it.
If we calculate it backwards based on the history of the real world, if we can reach an age of less than two hundred years old, this difference is still short of having lived in that world since the days when there were no emperors.
"Listen to your words, they should stay quietly outside the village. If they can leave that world after a while, they need to intervene in these things."
Also hoping to get an answer, Hao Feng was just taking a little luck...
Qianye did not answer immediately, and just wanted to see what kind of explanation the other party would give...
It's all a waste of time to think about it, it's just the old man using some means to retreat and drive away customers.
Judging from the old man's answer, it seemed that the other party had not figured out his identity from the beginning.
However
For the first time, the old man had no intention of answering, so he hurriedly picked up the cigarette stick next to him, slid the match, lit it, and started smoking again.
He picked up the white teapot placed nearby under the cabinet shelf and took a sip before blowing on it twice, spitting out the tea leaves unfamiliarly.
If I thought that my face had been rubbed by the old man and wanted to find some sense of presence outside, I would have done so by modifying the plot, directly changing the old man's thinking and letting the old man explain everything. out.
Yes or no.
"And the people he said respect you are just the big brats you grew up watching."
The method was something An Yu had seen before, but it was not unfamiliar.
Qianye took a deep breath and said to An Yu in an extremely serious tone: "Do you think he should tell you something? At most, you are half of his teammate now..."
Did the old man make any move?
"Very few things and very few people have been forgotten. We still don't even remember what we look like."
"The reason why I respect you...you just said that you saved our ancestors, just like you saved them today."
"Guess how old I am this year?"
It was also very similar to when I was attacked in the toilet.
"He hasn't answered a single question yet."
To be honest, Hao Feng was not willing to doubt the old man's words...
An Yu raised her head, narrowed her eyes, and looked directly into the old man's clear eyes without any evasion.
The old man smiled without any irony, and then put the teapot back in its place.
Since the old man is going to evict the guest, I know enough to leave now. There is no need to conflict with the other party if there are any substantive conflicts.
Tried a few.
I resisted my desire to ask and continued to listen to the old man.
An Yu, who originally thought that the difference between the two of them was small, now realized that the old man was not as complicated as he thought.
That's a big deal.
I was immediately given an eviction order. At this moment, there was no expression on the old man’s face. I was smoking a cigarette, just like an old man living in a rural area, living in any ordinary way.
That sentence can reveal a lot of information.
It's more like the seeds that have been planted outside of one's own body. They are grotesque, but they have similar grotesque abilities...
But those under the town have lost part of their bodies, and the fear and oppression they feel are much less severe. They just have a strange aura, which is very similar to the previous feeling, that's all.
I'm really happy.
But......
I turned my head and glanced at Qianye, and found that Hao Feng was also looking at me sideways at that time. There seemed to be very little emotion in his eyes, which was so clear.
Therefore, what the old man said is somewhat difficult to understand from a logical point of view.
It must be false. This shows that the old man is willing to tell the truth. Anyway, the story and information are out of the other party's hands. I can make up whatever I want. It is always possible to collect clues to expose the old man's lies, right?
"After all, the evil spirits in this town have more tricks than you do..."
The name Xie Sui allows An Yu to judge whether it is a grotesque thing, whether it is just another name, or whether it is the same thing as grotesque.
There is no choice to doubt, and there is no choice to be doubtful, but it is placed at an intermediate level.
"These are evil spirits."
Qianye, who had never had direct contact with strange powers, now felt that everything was too bizarre.
"Evil spirit?" This was the first time An Yu heard that title.
