Chapter 322

Lin Yang was full of suspicion upon hearing this, "Who is so full and has nothing to do but shield his past?"

"I don't know; this is also my first time encountering this situation," Wan Shi Tong said as such.

Lin Yang seriously suspected that this guy had long ago 'colluded' with Su Yang.

Perhaps the latter had long ago calculated that he would find an opportunity to dig up his dark history.

So they had agreed early on not to reveal it.

Thinking of this, Lin Yang waved his hand with a lack of interest, "Then forget it; go buy the crayfish yourself."

"Wait!"

Wan Shi Tong grabbed Lin Yang, "Why not try asking in a different way."

Lin Yang turned his head and asked, puzzled, "Is it useful?"

"Brother Lin, you don't know, my talent has two prerequisites—"

"The first is that it must be based on a transaction."

"The second, as you have seen, is that I must obtain information through my eyes."

"Therefore, the answer will change according to the way the questioner asks."

"Actually, I also want to understand Su Yang's past, but if no one asks, I have no way of knowing it myself."

There's such a thing?

Lin Yang didn't expect his talent restrictions to be so great.

Someone has to ask for it to be activated.

If no one talks to him, wouldn't he become a decoration?

Thinking of this, Lin Yang finally understood why he chose to trade.

On the surface, he is doing a consulting business, but in reality, he also wants to collect information through the mouths of others.

Killing two birds with one stone.

"Sure enough, there's no easy person to deal with," Lin Yang thought to himself.

Then he glanced at Su Yang's position, lowered his voice, and said, "Then I'll ask you, how many girlfriends has Su Yang had?"

"Wait a moment."

Wan Shi Tong reached his hand into the mask as before; after a while, the light flashed and disappeared.

Immediately after, the light suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"How is it?" Lin Yang asked.

"Strange..."

Wan Shi Tong's brows locked tightly, wrinkled into a 'chuan' shape.

"Still shielded."

This was his first time encountering this situation; everything had been very smooth before.

But why did it become so strange as soon as he encountered information related to Su Yang?

It's as if...

There is an invisible hand shielding the information.

"Then I'll change the way I ask... who shielded his past," Lin Yang asked again.

After a while, Wan Shi Tong shook his head, "Can't see."

"How many times did Su Yang wet his pants when he was a child?"

"…Don't know."

"How old was Su Yang when he first watched a movie?"

"..."

"Does Su Yang have the habit of fast-forwarding when watching movies?"

"..."

"No..." Lin Yang was extremely speechless, "It's a pity Su Yang said you know everything; is this it?"

Wan Shi Tong was also very aggrieved, his face flushed red.

The business had just started and he had encountered a Waterloo; if this matter spread, who would look for him in the future?

However, it is strange to say, the two words 'Su Yang' are like some kind of taboo.

Once mentioned, everything in front of his eyes becomes pitch black.

He couldn't even see the fine details.

Wan Shi Tong liked to let his neighbors ask questions when he had nothing to do on weekdays; he had used his talent no less than eight hundred times, if not a thousand.

Every time it was extremely smooth.

Including this infinite execution conspiracy.

It was also because he assisted from the side to find the real murderer.

It can be said that as long as it is something that has happened, he can dig it out!

But as soon as it came to Su Yang, it stopped working.

No matter how Lin Yang switched angles, he couldn't find the truth.

"You aren't deliberately playing with me, are you?" Lin Yang squinted at him.

"If there is half a lie, I will die on the spot," Wan Shi Tong swore a poisonous oath.

Lin Yang curled his lips; this kind of talk might fool a child, but he had seen poisonous oaths no less than ten times, and they were useless.

But his attitude and tone were quite sincere.

Because of this, Lin Yang planned to give him one last chance, "Then I'll ask a question in the game—what is Su Yang's talent?"

When the light flashed, Wan Shi Tong said: "'Illusion', the effect is to make players fall into a well-constructed hallucination."

Hmm?

Now it was Lin Yang's turn to be confused.

Can't see through it outside the game, but know it in a second inside the game?

"What is the name of Su Yang's first death game?"

"Cheater's Tavern."

Lin Yang recalled it carefully; he vaguely remembered Su Yang mentioning that the game involved playing cards.

"Su Yang's prison ranking after the third death game."

"First."

The information matches...

Lin Yang thought about it a little, "So you can understand information inside the game, but you can't see it outside the game?"

"No, it's just him," Wan Shi Tong explained.

There seems to be a dividing line in the middle.

Once crossed, everything in front is chaotic.

Lin Yang still held a skeptical attitude towards this, "Then how old was I when I first watched a movie?"

"12 years old, secretly watching his father's disc with his neighbor Zhang Hua."

"Holy crap?" Lin Yang was so shocked his mouth wouldn't close.

He actually really knew!

That memory was incredibly clear because it opened Lin Yang's new world.

To this day, he still remembers every frame of detail of the movie.

He also remembers that kid Zhang Hua's face was as red as a monkey's butt.

Every time he made an excuse to go to the bathroom to escape, he was grabbed by Lin Yang and not allowed to leave.

Later, when they saw the exciting part, they happened to run into his father returning, scaring both of them into wetting their pants.

Later on, they were discovered, and returning home meant an inevitable 'rattan stick braised pork'.

"Anything else you want to ask?" Wan Shi Tong asked.

"Alright, stop talking, I believe you," Lin Yang hurriedly told him to shut up.

If he kept asking, all his old secrets would be revealed.

"The previous few questions didn't find an answer, so they don't count as money, and the questions Su Yang has already asked... don't count either."

"So you asked a total of one question; remember to give me the one hundred catties of crayfish," Wan Shi Tong said.

"I..." Lin Yang wanted to say something but stopped.

What did he ask?

His age when he watched a movie?

Lin Yang wanted to curse his mother at this moment; in the end, he didn't get any benefits, but instead lost one hundred catties of crayfish.

Not only that, he also exposed one of his most unbearable memories.

Thinking of this, Lin Yang's face turned pale, as if he had eaten a fly and felt uncomfortable.

"Welcome to visit next time; if you want to know anything, put the question in a letter and throw it into the trash chute at ten o'clock in the morning, and I will reply at twelve o'clock," Wan Shi Tong said.

"Get lost, get lost, get lost!" Lin Yang waved his hand impatiently.

Wan Shi Tong smiled and continued to eat and drink wildly.

Lin Yang dragged his weak body back to the 'base camp' and let out a long sigh.

"What? Failed to pick up a girl?" Luo Shuangshuang glanced at him.

Lin Yang didn't say a word and drank a mouthful of alcohol by himself.

Seeing his state, Bai Wanrou asked curiously, "What happened?"

"Nothing, it's just... my heart feels blocked," Lin Yang said depressedly.

"Caught doing something bad?" Luo Shuangshuang teased.

Lin Yang glared at her and continued to drink his sorrow away.

She was actually right; he was caught doing something bad.

But that was all in the past; mentioning it now would at most make Lin Yang feel a bit more awkward.

And the real point of depression was the past.

Wan Shi Tong's words made him recall the time from before.

At this moment, Lin Yang finally realized...

It turns out that even awkward things are so nostalgic.