Chu Fan remained silent.

In order to play the role of the judge of the Netherworld, he not only pretended to behave himself, but also stood on tiptoe while walking, but also stopped breathing, controlling his heart to beat slowly.

Without physical contact, it is difficult to feel that he is a living person, like a statue.

The reason why he kept silent was that he hoped that Niu Ding would continue to speak, and it would be better to keep talking. The more information he had, the more accurate he could make.

Just as a prisoner is arrested, try to speak as little as possible, otherwise everything said may become evidence of the case.

In daily life, if the superior person does not speak, the weaker party will feel the pressure and become more and more afraid. They don’t know how much situation the other party has mastered and are ready to reduce the punishment. In this case, they often try their best to excuse themselves, and talk more and more, and eventually say something...

But this time, it's very strange.

Niu Ding shouted twice, "Please forgive me, please forgive me," and then lay on the couch to maintain a kowtow posture, and stopped moving.

This shows that he believes that there is no other fault except offending the judge and is waiting for punishment honestly.

Chu Dashu still needs to give some tips and take the initiative to induce.

So, a low, without any ups and downs, sounds, without any emotion.

The narrow house was filled with buzzing reverberation, as if a group of bees were flying wildly.

After more than a month of adapting and training to the body, Chu Fan can control the muscles and even the vocal cords very sensitively and accurately, and it is easy to produce sounds like magical beasts and electrons.

The monotonous, low, repeated sounds are the most hypnotic.

This is also the reason why people who are not sleepy also feel sleepy and are very prone to drowsy falling asleep when they listen to monks chanting scriptures and teachers’ lectures.

"Don't let Yunnan and Guizhou lose their power, and don't talk about relatives when they are displaced. The men and women send their wives to the temple, and they will encounter noble people in trouble."

This is the judge's judgment.

Chu Fan was reborn after traveling through time, and memory was really good. Just recalling the experiences of his previous life, it was like opening an archive library, classified and vividly remembering them.

This poem was originally the verdict of Qiaojie from the Twelve Beauties of Jinling in "Dream of Red Mansions". Her experience was particularly similar to that of the little girl taken in by Mr. Kong. After searching for the memory of the Great Master Chu, he made major changes.

The poem is quite simple, and the silence refers to the little girl. The ruined temple, the sudden disaster, and the nobles are very easy to understand for the parties involved. I believe that Niu Ding has no culture anymore, and he will understand it after thinking about it a few times.

He deliberately pointed out that the little girl was not dead, just to show that the judge's eyes were like lightning and everything was clear, making Niu Ding believe it wholeheartedly.

Sure enough, Niu Ding, who was crawling on the couch, trembled, and after a while, he raised his head and said, "Hey, she is not dead?"

Chu Fan didn't say anything.

At this time, it is important to keep your majesty.

Niu Ding dared not question the judge, he was talking to him.

Besides, Chu Fan knew nothing about Niu Ding's secrets and had to circle around and carefully talk. The only little bit of information advantage was also thrown out just now.

After being stunned, Niu Ding continued:

"The little girl's body was cold and she was already out of breath. The villain was afraid that her soul had already flew away and did not dare to deliver the money, so she threw it to the door of Mr. Kong and wanted to extort some money... My dear, it's not that the villain was greedy for money, hiding, cheating, cutting corners..."

After saying that, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

The information in this passage is rich and very important.

Life soul? Is it really a ferry?

The best? Is it a ghost?

Cut corners? It’s obvious that he was sloppy. But it can be seen that Niu Ding did not treat a few children as humans in his subconscious mind, but was an object.

As he was getting closer and closer to the answer to the mystery, Chu Shenbang was very proud and said:

"Yin and Yang are orderly, and the way of heaven is ruthless... there are two more, where are they?"

As soon as he said something, Chu Fan felt his head grow bigger and thought to himself.

In addition to exploring Niu Ding's background, the question that had been hovering in his mind was, what was going on with the two children.

This sentence is not a problem, and it is versatile.

If Niu Ding is a ferryman from the Styx, you can understand where the soul is. If not, you can understand where the person is. If two children die, you can also understand where the body is.

But Chu Dashang is now pretending to be a judge, and his eyes are as lightning as lightning. How could he not know the situation of the two children?

He kept reminding himself that he could not ask directly, and then he blurted out as soon as he was proud.

How can I collect the water I poured out after saying something?

Fortunately, Niu Ding's head was not so fast. Hearing this, he raised his head and sat up straight and said:

"Strange, sir, didn't see it? No, I obviously sent them away..."

Chu Fan did not respond, nor did he dare to respond, for fear of alerting the enemy. He wished he could immediately turn a few pieces of dry ice to reduce the temperature and push the gloomy atmosphere to the top.

The room was dark and the window paper showed faint moonlight.

Chu Fan knew that Niu Ding couldn't see him clearly, but he could see the expression on his face clearly.

The face was first shocked, then confused, slowly calmed down and showed a strange smile.

"Sir, where is Hu Er?"

when……

It seemed like a huge bell rang in my mind.

Chu Fan knew that this question could never be answered. Besides, he didn’t even know whether Hu Er was a human or a ghost, so where did he start?

Silence is not the solution.

Niu Ding's breathing became more and more gentle, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. His left hand was enough to penetrate the quilt at an extremely slow speed, and half a ruler was exposed there.

Chu Fan is not afraid of fighting with his body. But as long as he takes action, all his previous efforts will be destined to be wasted. If this guy really has a background in the underworld, he might not be able to threaten him even if he dies.

Chu Fan was originally planning to hypnotize this guy, and his dress and voice were just creating an atmosphere.

Niu Ding was about to enter a hypnotic state, but because he said he had a flaw in his mouth, he suddenly became suspicious. He could not let him think calmly, otherwise the situation would get worse and worse.

Chu Fan slowly lowered his body, allowing two beams of moonlight from the cracked window paper to shine on his eyes.

The low, without any ups and downs, the sound of the ups and downs sounded again without any emotion. You can't say too much at this time, just repeat it simply.

"Yin and Yang are orderly, the way of heaven is ruthless. Yin and Yang are orderly, the way of heaven is ruthless. Yin and Yang are orderly, the way of heaven is ruthless..."

Niu Ding stared at the pair of bright eyes that were approaching her, feeling like two huge vortexes, as if she was about to devour everything in the world. After a few breaths, her mind drooped weakly.

A low voice asked, "Say, who are you?"

A dull voice replied: "The little Niu Ding is a Bai Jun in Yangwu County."

"What did you do at the Judge Temple more than ten days ago?"

Silent and silent.

After asking again, Niu Ding still didn't answer, and his body trembled.

Chu Dashang raised his tone and continued to ask.

Niu Ding suddenly raised his head, his eyes glowed green and gloomy, making a completely unfamiliar and gloomy voice, as if there was another person hidden in his body, and asked back: "Who are you?"

Chu Fan took a deep breath and blurted out a string of spells.

"Namodithisudishidithisudishidithisudishidithisudishidithisudishidithisudishidithisudishidithisudishidithisudishidithisudishidithisudishidithisudishidithisudishidithisudishidithisudishidithisudish..."

This is the curse of the unmoved King of Ming Dynasty.

"Who are you……"

The gloomy voice continued to confront each other, empty and long.

This is a confrontation of spiritual power, and it cannot be relaxed for a moment.

Chu Fan felt a wisp of cold and cold will erode his mind, and instantly his hair exploded and sweat came out on his back.

The faster the mantra is, the more urgent the mantra is, the bigger the mantra is.

The gloomy voice became weaker and lower, and finally stopped.

Niu Ding, who was kneeling on the bed, trembled more and more violently, and his upper body finally fell back with a "bang".

Chu Fan bent down and looked into his breath, touched his chest, and shook his head.

Sudden death, no more saved.

Chu Dashang stood up regretfully and looked around the dilapidated and empty room.

Niu Ding, lying on the bed, suddenly sat up straight and made a sharp and gloomy voice: "The ghost messenger is on the road, and the underworld will not return. You can't escape..."

Go fuck you, oh!

Chu Fan slapped him down with one palm.

This time, he died completely and never had any zombie deception again.
Chapter completed!