Chapter 320 Prophet (please collect)

Wu Zhi is a little confused. How should I answer this question?

Obviously, the old lady put the order of this question very high. There must be a special reason. There is no need to doubt this, but the key to the question is how to answer it?

According to Gao Ming's prior explanation, the old lady likes the fish oil sent from the east very much, so she should also love the people who come from the east. This can also be proved from the conversation just now. At least when Wuzhi said that she came from the east, the old lady's attitude was still very normal, and she did not Any intention to drive him away can prove that there is no moisture in what Gao Ming said.

However, what Wuzhi was very concerned about was that the old lady asked this question again, which was very strange. Generally speaking, this matter should not fall within the scope of the old lady's enthusiasm. Why should she ask this question again? I don't know the reason, so I don't know how to answer, but Wuzhi instinctively feels that if he answers that he is not from the east, he may get a good result.

This is to take great risks, which is completely equivalent to the size of the bet in the casino. There is no reason and no clues. You can only rely on your intuition to choose which one to gamble on to get a bright future. Wuzhi only had the last piece of silver left in his hand. Even this piece of silver was borrowed from others. The high interest made him have to gamble and never retreat.

Wuzhi has never been so nervous in his life. His real feeling is that fate is in his own hands, and it seems that everything is under control, but such a situation is much cruel than fate's choice for Wuzhi. The situation he finally won is likely to be completely destroyed by a wrong choice. If In that case, Wu Zhi understands that the blow of the spiritual world will completely destroy him.

The old lady's problem is at hand, and it is impossible to think too much. Wuzhi's head was blank. He opened his mouth and slowly said, "Yes, I'm not from the east."

"You didn't come from the east, so where did you come from?" The old lady suddenly cheered up. She stood up and walked forward a few steps, eagerly looking forward to the answer to Wu Zhi's question.

In this short period of time, Wuzhi has figured out what to say later. Since he has admitted that he did not come from the east in a hurry, he can only admit it to the end, but he must not completely deny what he said before. Otherwise, the old lady will definitely have a crisis of trust against Wuzhi. Wuzhi has already thought about it. Once the old lady asks, "Since you are not from the east, why did you say so just now and say that you are involved in the production of big fish oil?" Wu Zhi's good answer is, "I don't have a fixed job, so I have been helping temporarily in the east government office for a few years." This statement plays a word game and cleverly divides the question into two different meanings.

That is, "where is the ancestral home" and "where was it before", although this kind of cleverness is really very lame and can only barely reach the level of self-justing, it is much more appropriate than the previous denial. Wuzhi waited for the old lady's question.

But the old lady did not ask that, but asked Wuzhi the specific way of his coming from, which was a little unconformal. Wuzhi felt that he could not tell the truth, because according to the status of the old lady, she could send people to Yanggu to inquire. In that case, it would be combined with many things, which would be very detrimental to Wuzhi. After all, Wuzhi came to the capital as a murderer and fugitive. In any case, such an identity could not stand it. Checked.

"This, where the villain came from, is a nameless and barren place. Presumably, the ancestors have never heard of it." Wu Zhi knew that this answer would never satisfy the old lady, but all he needed was time. In fact, his Q&A with the old lady is not the relationship between understanding and being understood, but the performance of pandering and being catered. How Wuzhi answers depends entirely on what the old lady wants to hear and does not have much to do with the facts. Time can make Wuzhi more interested in the old lady's thoughts, and every time the old lady speaks more, she will also expose her emotions more.

"Wasn't you a pancake seller before?" The old lady did not bother with the previous question, but threw a new question.

Wu Zhi is completely stupid, and he has a feeling of being deceived. In fact, there are not many people who can make pancakes in one place. It is precisely because of this that Wuzhi can live in both Qinghe and Yanggu with such a deformed body.

Even Wuzhi deliberately searched on both sides of the streets of the capital and did not see the pancake stall, that is to say, even in the capital, there are not such craftsmen on every street. This is a small group. The old lady can immediately say Wu Zhi's previous career. If this is a guess, Wuzhi will never believe it.

Wuzhi's first reaction was to be exposed. Is Wu Song's speed so fast? Has Wu Song found out the truth of the murder case, killed his relatives with lightning speed, and sent Wuzhi's wanted notice to the capital? This is incredible. How could Wu Song know that Wu Zhi is coming to the capital? Is it really because brothers are connected? But if it's really a brother-to-heart, why do you want to destroy your relatives?

Wu Zhi also thinks that his idea is wrong. Wu Song can't be so fast, but it seems that nothing can explain why the old lady knows everything.

"Yes, ancestor, I was a person who made a living selling pancakes six months ago." Wu Zhi admitted it.

"That young man, can you tell me the name of the place where you lived before you came to the capital?" The old lady is extremely eager.

Wu Zhi understood that the old lady must know that he came from Yanggu. She ordered to sell pancakes first, and then asked about the origin. In fact, she was giving him a chance to explain himself. At this point, I'm afraid it's useless to do anything. Wuzhi's head is blank, and he suddenly has an idea. If he can choose, his life is more willing to be in the hands of Pan Jinlian, definitely not in the shadow of his tall and powerful brother.

"Yanggu, Yanggu County." Wu Zhi took a breath: "Ancestor, I used to sell pancakes in Yanggu County."

"You were not in Yanggu a few years ago, were you? You are in another place." The old lady seems to like this kind of game.