Scientific Travel

If you doubt the other person from the beginning, you are likely to be accused of asking questions with the answer already in mind.

The more water in the basin, the higher the splash will be.

Although Che Mu pretended to be sad, tears kept falling down his face.

"It's all my fault, that's why she didn't want to see me even after she died."

"Don't worry," Deng Yin said, holding her hand. "As long as she hasn't been reincarnated, I will definitely help you find her."

The onlookers were blocking the entrance when suddenly someone squeezed through the crowd and rushed to the front.

"Who knows if you're telling the truth? What if you're lying? If you say there are ghosts, then there are ghosts. Anyway, no one here can see them, so it's up to you to say what you want."

coming.

Even before Deng Yin was looking for those props, Che Suimu had already arranged for someone to do it.

She must not voice any doubts, otherwise, regardless of whether the matter is true or false, others will suspect that she is lying.

Only when those who question them are on the same side, and are just bystanders, will people believe them.

"Impossible, I believe her. How could there be someone in the world who makes up stories about someone's deceased loved ones? That kind of person is too wicked. This young lady doesn't seem like that kind of person at all."

Although Che Mu's words seemed to be directed at Deng Yin, he actually led everyone's thoughts to another direction.

One of Deng Yin's problems is fabrication.

Che Suimu made a good move. If Deng Yin really lacks ability and is lying, then she is someone who misjudges people but is kind-hearted and trusts everyone.

If Deng Yin is truly capable, then the doubts about him are just others talking; she has always believed in Deng Yin.

Whether Deng Yinxing or not, she at least earned a reputation for kindness.

The fake passerby continued, "You're just too kind. Someone like you would be sold out and still have to count the money for the seller!"

This person's lines are way too explicit. Next time, find someone else; this person is too narrow-minded.

Deng Yin remained silent, simply watching him make his slanderous accusations.

The fake passerby, seeing Deng Yin staring at him, felt no guilt and stared back.

"What are you looking at? You can't provide any evidence for this talk of ghosts and spirits, so isn't it normal for me to be skeptical?"

“That’s normal,” Deng Yin said. “But it’s not so normal for you to have two ghosts with you.”

The people who had been surrounding the fake passerby quickly dispersed, leaving a vacuum zone around him.

The fake passerby scoffed and said disdainfully, "What, I just exposed you, and now you're already trying to smear me?"

"Let me tell you, the truth will out, and a lie will never become the truth. No matter how much you fabricate stories, it won't change the fact that you're lying!"

"Oh, you just said it was reasonable suspicion, and now you've already made a judgment on me?" Deng Yin laughed. "If the yamen could solve cases as quickly as you do, then I suppose no one would dare to commit crimes anymore."

"Say what you will, I have nothing to hide." The fake passerby's lines were a bit blatant, but his composure was strong. "But you, you keep saying there are ghosts around me. Don't you realize, standing under the blazing sun, what ghost would dare approach me?"

Wow, he's quite knowledgeable about this stuff.

"The sky is covered by dark clouds outside, where is the blazing sun coming from?" Deng Yin said. "Besides, not all ghosts can't stand the sun."

"For example, a vengeful ghost... can be seen in the sun."

When the fake passerby heard what she said, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

"You...you stop talking nonsense! Anyway, no one can see ghosts, so what you say isn't just your opinion, isn't it?"

"Then what are you rambling on about?" Liu Ding retorted. "You've been babbling on and on, I thought you could actually see me."

“Hey, he might actually be able to see them.” Deng Yin interrupted Liu Ding. “For example, a vengeful ghost, after cultivating for a certain number of years, can appear in front of ordinary people.”

Liu Ding scoffed and laughed, "If that day ever comes, I'm afraid he won't be able to mention it to anyone."

"After all, who can see a vengeful ghost unless they are about to die?"

"You..." The fake passerby was furious, but genuinely scared, and could only mutter "you, you, you" without saying anything.

Deng Yin: "Go get your speech treated; I can't cure this."

Liu Ding: "I can heal, but I can't save people who are about to fall into the hands of vengeful ghosts."

Che Suimu squinted his eyes.

These two are something else...

In just a few words, the focus of the problem was shifted from whether she was swindling or not to that person being haunted by a vengeful ghost.

Something's up its sleeve...

"Then what else can I do to get my sister to come and see me?" Che Suimu tried to steer the conversation back to her. "Even if I can't see her, I'll be content if I can just talk to her."

"Don't worry, I have another way," Deng Yin said. "Our family members are all skilled in spiritual arts. All things have spirits. Didn't you say that wood carving was your sister's beloved possession? I can have her tell me where your sister is."

Che Suimu's father was extremely superstitious. In the past, his family had many Buddha statues, and whenever he had a headache or fever, he would consult two Taoist priests.

It can be said that Che Suimu was exposed to this kind of rhetoric from a young age.

But Deng Yin was the first person she had ever encountered who could fabricate such a story.

"Okay." Che Suimu handed the wood carving to Deng Yin, his face full of hope.

Deng Yin placed his hand on the wooden carving and asked, "How old are you?"

Although the car is made of wood: "?"

Deng Yin seemed possessed, asking questions incessantly.

"Who is your master?"

"Who was your previous owner?"

Have you met her sister?

"Who made you?"

Keep making things up.

Seeing that Deng Yin wasn't asking any more questions, Che Suimu cautiously inquired, "So? Does it know where my sister is?"

Deng Yin shook his head.

Although Che Mu looked disappointed, he still forced himself to say, "It's okay. As long as I haven't forgotten her, I will see her again someday."

Tears welled up in Deng Yin's eyes. To avoid seeing others cry, he exposed the truth: "It did say it didn't know your sister, but it also said it had never seen your sister before."

"I'd like to ask you something. It said it's not even a year old yet, so when did your sister die?"

Look, look, the fox's tail is showing!

Che Suimu looked incredulous and staggered back two steps.

"You suspect I'm lying to you?"

"No," Deng Yin said innocently. "I just told you what the wood carving said in its entirety. Anything that can speak can lie, and it's possible that it lied to me."