"You are kidding, right? If not Long Shaohui, then who could he be?" Shen Bing asked in confusion.
"Haha, Xifeng, even if you lie, make it believable. Xiaobing, you finally see his true face, right?" Long Shaohui said with a proud smile.
Shen Bing wrinkled her nose: "Even if he's lying, he's still cuter than you. You're a complete bastard!"
I looked at Long Shaohui's face and wondered if I had guessed wrong. Could he be serious? I continued to test him unwillingly: "Long Shaohui and Shen Bing's parents both died in Huangshan at that time, but Long Shaohui really died, while Shen Bing's parents did not."
Long Shaohui's face changed color slightly, but then he regained his arrogant demeanor and snorted coldly: "Just make it up, why don't you say Xiao Bing is also fake?"
I saw his expression was different, and I knew what was going on. I guessed that my guess was right. I shook my head and said, "Shen Bing is real. I know everything about how she lost her memory. I saw it with my own eyes." Then I turned to Shen Bing and said, "Bring out the photo."
Shen Bing was looking at me in surprise, as if she had seen an alien, and she took out the photo and handed it to me.
I picked out a photo of a person being hit by a stone at the edge of the photo in the narrow passage, held it up in my hand and said, "If you don't believe me, I'll find evidence for you. According to my guess, Long Shaohui was tempted by interests and wanted to kill Shen Bing's parents. From the letters written by the old couple, it can be seen that you were following them. Besides, unless you stole Shen Bing's father's diary, how could a senior executive of Gao's enterprise have such ability? And the Huangshan guide Liu Qishan only recognized money and not people. When he threw the stone down, it happened to hit you. From the photo, Shen Bing's parents were running away in a hurry, so they didn't notice who was killed.
"After they returned to the provincial capital to live in seclusion, they found you alive, so they thought you were not hit by the stone at the narrow passage. In fact, you were resurrected because your soul was lost. You want to use the identity of □□ to search for the whereabouts of Shen Bing's parents. Am I right?"
"What is soul loss?" Shen Bing asked me.
I ignored her and stared closely at the changes in Long Shaohui's expression, because these words were all guesses, and I was not completely sure based on just a few clues in the photo.
Long Shaohui looked at the photo for a long time, his face changing from gloomy to happy. Finally, he sneered and said, "I have to admit that you have a rich imagination. However, this kind of Arabian Nights story will go to hell with you." As he spoke, two cold rays of light shot out of his eyes and he pulled out a pistol and pointed it at me.
It looked like he was about to shoot, so he threw a copper coin in his hand. Long Shaohui dodged and the copper coin was instantly shot out.
The bastard was really good, and he shouted, "Ladies, your chance for revenge has come. Come out and kill him!"
The female ghosts were waiting for me to say this, and they all appeared in the candlelight, their faces crowded together, which was particularly terrifying. Long Shaohui's face changed drastically, he reached out to pull out a glass bottle, unscrewed the lid and shook it out, and suddenly a few wisps of black air came out.
All the evil ghosts raised by Old Yan revealed their true forms and were brought here by him, including the Three Corpse Ghosts that had lost their Three Corpses and Nine Insects!
Damn it, this is going to be a battle between ghosts!