The little lunatic replied, "It's time for everyone to know the truth about the prison camp."
"Prison camp?" Duan Fei asked in confusion, "What are we talking about?"
"Prison camp!" Zhou Zhimao's expression was still crazy, and Cuo Duanfei laughed, "We don't know anything! Is it because of our ignorance that we have ruined the future of the camp!"
Duan Fei became more and more confused after hearing this, so he had to look at Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng looked hesitant. He was not sure how the people in the camp, who had just escaped from the disaster, would feel when the truth was told.
Gradually, everyone in the camp gathered around. After everything they experienced, they also had too many questions in their hearts, and did Jiang Cheng know the answers to all of them
Facing everyone's gaze, Jiang Cheng looked at the little lunatic again. The latter's expression was indifferent, making it difficult to tell what he was thinking.
In the past, Jiang Cheng had not opened his mouth to tell what he knew.
Prison camps, dead souls, curses, punishments... all of this stunned everyone. They did not expect that after experiencing a catastrophe, a tragic fate would still be waiting for them.
Everyone was silent. In the quiet and strange atmosphere, the clan leader Zhou Zhimao let out a maniacal laugh, which was very harsh and irritated everyone's nerves.
Jiang Cheng suddenly discovered that he could understand more details of people's mental fluctuations. He could clearly feel that everyone was becoming depressed and frightened. Those emotions are brewing in the dead silence, and when they burst out, they will turn into unstoppable madness.
Just like Zhou Zhimao!
No! The madness of a group is more terrifying than the madness of an individual!
Jiang Cheng could foresee the coming of madness, but he couldn't imagine what kind of scene it would be.
No matter what happens, it will not be an ending that Jiang Cheng doesn't want to see. Even if the situation is like this, he can't think of a good solution.
Jiang Cheng felt his heart beat faster. He wondered if it was affected by everyone's emotions, and the uneasiness in his heart became more intense.
"What should we do? Why did the little lunatic ask him to tell the truth about all that?"
While thinking like that, Jiang Cheng noticed the problem and couldn't help but look at the little madman. The latter's expression was different from the others. He looked very calm, as if he was like a machine without any emotions.
Noticing Jiang Cheng's gaze, the little lunatic looked back with clear eyes and no confusion at all.
"He must know something!"
Jiang Cheng was almost certain of that, so he asked the wrong person.
I didn't say anything, but I heard one of the strangers couldn't help shouting, "Lie! Zhou Zhimao must be lying!"
lie
Jiang Cheng did not agree with that statement.
Because apart from that, Jiang Cheng could not find any other motive for Zhou Zhimao to do what he did, and the appearance seen in the murals in the forbidden area was consistent with what Zhou Zhimao said. Just because Jiang Cheng wanted to be bright enough, it didn't mean that others were bright enough.
Just as he was thinking that, another stranger from the camp said, "Yes! He must be lying! Then Zhou Zhimao made up a lie about destroying the camp! In order to make them fall into fear and despair ! He has become associated with the believers of the ancient gods, how can the words of such a depraved and cunning man be trusted!"
"That's right! It must be like that!"
"That liar Zhou Zhimao! It's so heinous!"
More and more people have shut up, and what they say is nothing more than denying that the so-called "camp truth" is Zhou Zhimao's lie.
Jiang Cheng suddenly realized that the truth was so disappointing that people were not willing to think about its rationality at all, and would rather believe Zhou Zhimao's lies! Xiangbi Luo Xiang, what they can accept now is lies!
As everyone was talking, the previous silence had turned into an agitated mood, and then someone proposed to bypass the camp's judicial procedures and execute Zhou Zhimao on the spot.
Jiang Cheng knew that subconsciously, everyone was eager to eliminate the possibility of the truth becoming a reality, and the only thing they could do was to eliminate Zhou Zhimao, who represented the so-called "truth." Everyone deceived themselves and others into thinking that if they wanted to kill Zhou Zhimao, the truth told by the wrong party would become lies, and the camp could return to Zeng Ming's peaceful life.
Fear is like a virus, trapped in a box called truth. Once the box is opened, fear will spread, causing everyone to lose their minds and fall into madness.
Jiang Cheng saw that the expressions on everyone's faces were somewhat similar to those of the crazy Zhou Zhimao.
"kill him!"
The shouts came one after another, showing an uneasy excitement. ,
Zhou Zhimao felt the murderous intent of everyone, and he shouted in horror, "He didn't lie! I don't want to kill him, he doesn't want to become a dead soul!"
The more he said that, the angrier everyone became. Invisibly, everyone had already concluded that Zhou Zhimao was lying. Such "quibbles" shake everyone's hastily established beliefs and make people extremely angry!
The angrier everyone became, the more frightened Zhou Zhimao became. His instinct to survive drove him to desperately explain, pushing him step by step towards the door of death.
Finally, someone couldn't bear it any longer and rushed forward, yelling, "Damn old guy! How dare you quibble!" While he was shutting up, he raised the long knife in his leg and begged to chop it down at Zhou Zhimao.
Zhou Zhimao was not weak in strength, but because of his mental disorder, he could not think of resisting at all, and instead he crawled on the ground and fled into the distance. His behavior was in a state of embarrassment, and he completely lost the image he had when he was the leader of the clan. Fortunately, although Zhou Zhimao could not resist, his body skills were very good, and he nimbly avoided the fatal blow from the wrong side.
Seeing that someone was taking the lead and Zhou Zhimao refused to obey the law, the others couldn't walk any longer and joined the team chasing Zhou Zhimao.
Zhou Zhimao was even more frightened when he saw this. Zai Dongtiao was crying and making trouble, but he was so agile that a group of people couldn't catch him for a while.
Those who were chasing Zhou Zhimao were not ordinary members of the camp. The senior officials were still standing there, looking at the strange farce in front of them with extremely complicated expressions.
Jiang Cheng couldn't bear to see Zhou Zhimao's image, but as an outsider, it was hard for him to intervene. Xu Dingjia didn't feel uncomfortable watching from the sidelines. He leaned next to Jiang Cheng and whispered, "The scene is a bit strange. What should they do?"
Jiang Cheng looked at Duan Fei.
Duan Fei frowned, pursed his lips tightly, and was thinking hard.
In that situation, Ren Zhifei suddenly said something doubtful, "That's right, according to the book "The Book of Words", Jiang Cheng should be the one to save the camp. How could it be Duan Fei who reversed the situation? "
Ren Zhifei just whispered like that, and no one else heard it except the little lunatic.
"Are you confused?" the little madman asked.
Ren Zhifei asked, "As another secret keeper, do I have information that he doesn't know?"
The little lunatic said, "The information he has is indeed different from mine, but it is limited to leading people into the forbidden tomb. Other than that, the information they got is the same."
Ren Zhifei was stunned and heard the black cat say in his mind, "Isn't that very unknown? That information is in the mural!"
"Mural!" Ren Zhifei murmured, "Quchu is a mural!" There is Jiangcheng in that painting... Is it possible? Does that mean what it means... "
"How stupid! Do I remember other details in the mural?" Black Cat asked again.
"Other details?" Ren Zhifei was thinking when he heard Zhou Zhimao let out a sharp scream.
Ren Zhi turned his head consciously and saw Zhou Zhimao being slashed on the shoulder and rolling to the ground. As the old man rolled over, a spoon-shaped necklace fell from his arms to the ground.
"The fierce token!" "Ren Zhifei's eyes widened and he suddenly thought of something.