Chapter 149: Advise You to Show Compassion for the Public

Two more people are gone, right? The remaining ninety or so people swallowed their saliva, feeling anxious and their limbs weak.

No one would be able to remain calm when he finds out that he is still living in a "nightmare" and that two of his "dependent" accomplices are being killed one after another.

Didn’t the old man with the golden tortoise just say something like “It’s a mess, it’s a mess, and there’s one less”? At that time, they didn’t understand what he was talking about. Now, thinking about it, it was clear that the hexagram had already predicted that the two of them would be “missing”.

How scary!

What kind of monster is this Xu Shanshan? Look at the dark Yama Palace she created. It is just as creepy as she is.

At this time, there was no longer any obstacle between them and Xu Shanshan, and they could see each other clearly at a glance.

The Wanghu Tower became the center of the hall, and the beautiful scenery composition on the murals of the long corridor turned into a mural of the miserable scenes of ghosts being punished in hell. She sat on a high seat in the hall, and they stood on the Evil Road. Behind them was a narrow and slippery bridge, and the water under the bridge was fishy and filthy, deep red and black.

"I feel like... we have arrived at the Yama Palace of Hell, right?"

The voice that was trembling to the point of distortion resonated with everyone.

"Yes, yes."

"It's fake, absolutely fake. It's all an illusion created by Xu Shanshan. No matter how real it is, it's still fake... What should we do now?"

"What can we do? Didn't she say she wanted to keep guessing? Then we have to make her lose once, so that..." The man was very afraid that Xu Shanshan would hear him, so he deliberately lowered his voice: "Then we can take this opportunity to... lick her."

Although his words are vague, others can still understand his true meaning.

That’s right, they haven’t lost completely yet, isn’t the chance for a comeback right in front of them?
"That's right. I don't believe we can lose when it's our turn to ask."

Among those who study the mystical arts, few dare to make an agreement and then deliberately break it. It is not because of loyalty or face that they keep their promises, but because they are bound by the spirit of words, and making promises without thinking can easily backfire on them.

"Let the remaining three continue and ask her a question to guess."

"Correct."

"We have to think of a difficult one!"

These people began to talk and make suggestions.

Some suggested guessing arithmetic problems, but they gave up because they were worried that Xu Shanshan was an expert in easy numbers.

Some suggested guessing the number of stars in the sky, but they were worried that Xu Shanshan would say a random number and they would not be able to refute him. They couldn't count them one by one.

Someone suggested guessing someone's private affairs, but they were unwilling to expose their most private side, and they were not sure whether their guesses about others would be accurate. Since no one was willing to make sacrifices, they gave up.

"Well, why don't we ask... some secrets about important people? Xu Shanshan is said to be good at fortune-telling. She can figure out ordinary things, but some people have purple energy protecting them and are blessed by heaven, so it's not easy to figure out their secrets."

This proposal seemed feasible to them. An ascetic monk came out. He took off his bamboo hat, revealing a tired and prematurely aged face. He said, "I know a secret that she will not be able to answer."

Gu Yuejiarong came out, his original clothes had been changed into a set of luxurious silk thin blue shirt found in the Li Mansion. He occasionally felt the chill, and his sleeves fluttered in the wind, making him look even warmer than jade, with a graceful and elegant demeanor, and a unique and moving appearance.

"Miss Xu, we will ask the questions in the second round and you will guess. Can we start?"

Xu Shanshan turned his head and glanced at the ascetic monk, but said indifferently: "Okay."

"Can you guess who will be the winner among the thirteen magic fighters on the shores of the South China Sea in the year of Ji Hai?" Gu Yue Jiarong relayed the words of the ascetic monk.

Is this the secret that the ascetic monk told us?
Someone on the other end of the blue-robed monk's side was incredulous: "What kind of question is this? This matter was a sensation back then, and it has now become a classic. Word of mouth has it that the winner is the current abbot of the Galan Temple, Master Puji."

"wrong."

The monk shook his head at them. Although he did not look old, his eyes seemed to have experienced a long time, revealing deep wisdom and calmness. "Who is that?"

He said——

At the same time, Xu Shanshan also answered:

"Pure my God."

"Pure my God."

Everyone heard two different voices superimposed on each other, saying exactly the same answer, and they were all shocked and stunned.

The ascetic monk suddenly looked towards Xu Shanshan with his eyes widened.

How did she know this name?
"Am I right?"

The blue-robed monk and others: "..." They didn't know whether it was right or not, but their answer was the same as the ascetic monk who asked the question.

"How do you know it was the God Qingwu? Apart from the thirteen people who were present that year, there is no way that a fourteenth person would know about this!" the ascetic monk said in a deep voice.

Everyone looked at the ascetic in surprise.

Since it is impossible for fourteen people to know, how did he know? Unless... he was one of the thirteen people in the French bulldog back then?

Xu Shanshan said: "Of course I guessed."

Guess? Who would believe it? You really think they are stupid.

"Is your real name really Xu Shanshan?" The ascetic monk kept looking at her. "There were thirteen people back then, nine of them have passed away, and now there are only four left. You can't be the Grand Master among these four, nor can you be the abbot of the Galan Temple. Could you be..."

His pupils shrank and even his breathing stopped.

"You want to say that I am Qingwushen? Then you guessed wrong, Master Ruhai." Xu Shanshan's eyes were deep.

Master Ru Hai? Who is this?

Many people have never heard of this Buddhist name, and they are puzzled.

"I have not traveled outside for decades. Since you can recognize me at a glance, you are definitely not Xu Shanshan. Since you don't want to reveal your identity, I will not force you. But I have something to advise Mr. Xu."

"You said."

"Everything has its limits, and the heaven and the earth have their own rules. If you go too far, you will suffer the consequences. If you go too far, you will be in danger. Mr. Xu... let's stop here and don't go any further." He said this from the bottom of his heart.

He came here just for this sentence.

Xu Shanshan listened quietly for a while, then she smiled and replied, "I am a person who never likes to leave any room for error. You can't persuade me."

She waved her hand, and Master Ru Hai's feet were empty, and he fell into the black hole in an instant.

"Go on, it's my turn to ask next."

Xu Shanshan glanced at them lightly, and they immediately felt as if a mountain was pressing down on them, and they could hardly control the urge to turn around and run.

But where can they run to in this damn place?

"Do we have to play this game?" The old Taoist in yellow robe no longer had the arrogance he had before. He asked weakly, "Why did you bring us here?"

Xu Shanshan might as well speak frankly: "We know exactly why you are here, and I have two ideas when I capture you. One is to kill you, and the other is to let you go. But I haven't decided which one to choose. How about... I'll tell you after we finish this game?"