Could it be that the yellow demon harmed Mu Xiaolei's parents?
Later, Ding Fan denied this speculation. Mu Xiaolei's face showed that his parents deserved to die. Huang Yao had no need to do this. He just used these words to fool Du Laoxie.
Judging from this, Mu Xiaolei is not on the key list of the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce, and it is just Du Laoxie's wishful thinking.
"Isn't it difficult to get the material of human skin?" Ding Fan asked.
"It's really difficult, and it has to be fresh. As soon as I heard the news, I rushed over and carried it back in a bag. Then, I peeled it off slowly. The whole process was very quiet and I felt very relaxed."
Speaking of this, Du Laoxie's eyes were filled with excitement, as if he was describing a very beautiful thing.
Perverted, super perverted!
Ding Fan cursed secretly and asked again: "Who gave you the information?"
"Gong Yuntian!"
Ding Fan held his forehead and sighed. Speaking of it, Gong Yuntian was the most unlucky person, carrying countless scapegoats, but this was his own choice and he could not blame others.
As for those corpses, Ding Fan also made a judgment, they should be the ones who lent their lives.
"Du Laoxie, do you know the purpose of the dummy?"
"You know, if you create dreams, they will enter people's dreams and live in another way. The long happy time is really a blessing."
Even Du Laoxie had this idea, let alone Fu Dongyang. Fu Dapang was deceived by this rhetoric and was willing to become a pawn of the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce.
The time in dreams is faster than the time in waking up, especially dreams within dreams, which makes the time increase exponentially.
It is not wrong to describe it as a long time. People like Luo Chenxing and Gu Chunmei have probably spent several lifetimes in other people's dreams.
Perhaps, until now, they are still living in some people's dreams.
"Du Laoxie, can you draw talismans?" Ding Fan asked again.
"I don't know much. I just like wood carving and painting. Art creation makes me very happy."
"It's a pity that you were supposed to be a master of craftsmanship, but now you have become an accomplice of evil." Ding Fan actually told the truth.
"I am a master of craftsmanship. Just imagine, who can use human skin?" Du Laoxie said proudly.
Judging from Du Laoxie's smile, he didn't realize that he was wrong at all. Instead, he was proud of it. Advising this kind of people is just playing the piano to others, so don't waste your words.
"Now let's talk about the Yellow Demon!" Ding Fan said.
"What yellow monster?"
"That's your master."
"Nonsense, my master is a god, how can he be called this! Although he lives in a mountain, he has a large palace." Veins popped up on Du Laoxie's neck, and he could not tolerate the slander of his master.
"He gave me sobriety and strength, allowing me to engage in a job I like. He also gave me a son. He was as kind as a mountain to me."
"Shit, don't worry about it, Xiao Lei, and don't urinate and take pictures." Ding Fan said scornfully.
"When I think about this child seeing me every night, I feel warm in my heart." Du Laoxie sighed softly, as if he was reminiscing.
"Do you know he is spying on you?" Ding Fan was really surprised.
"Xiao Lei is just bewitched by you. If he spends more time with me, he may not be able to empathize with father and son." Du Laoxie was still pretending to be sentimental.
Ding Fan finally understood that Du Laoxie knew that Mu Xiaolei was in Hengfu Building and chose that room just to let Mu Xiaolei see him.
Du Laoxie really liked Mu Xiaolei, but he didn't know that Mu Xiaolei could understand spoken language, so he leaked the secret.
He should be moved at this moment, but Ding Fan only felt disgusted. He couldn't tell Mu Xiaolei this, otherwise it would undermine the child's self-confidence and he would definitely be depressed for a long time.
"Okay, let's talk about your master. It seems that you are extremely talented and that's why he chose you as his disciple." Ding Fan said.
"Of course, I just like carving. The more precise it is, the more addictive it becomes. You don't understand, the feeling of being immersed in the subtle changes and time passing by quietly. You bastards ruined my best work in recent times. It's so abominable.
" Du Laoxie said angrily.
"How dare you curse!"
Ding Fan got angry and punched Du Laoxie on the forehead again, causing him to vomit nosebleeds again.
"My master is a god. When I went into the mountains, he discovered me and took me to the palace. He taught me many methods of transcendence. Looking back, it was a really happy time." Du Laoxie said with emotion.
Until now during the interrogation, Du Laoxie is very conscious and does not show any signs of mental illness.
Of course, there is another possibility that his mental illness is extremely serious and he has completely fallen into the world of his own creation.
Du Laoxie recalled and recounted that time had passed and some things had been forgotten.
The so-called master has so much magical power that he can eat whatever he wants. Moreover, the master is very kind to others and speaks softly, as warm as the spring breeze.
The master admired the goddess, who was also his divine being. Du Laoxie had seen the portrait, but he couldn't describe the beauty. It was so enchanting, but it made people feel innocent.
Du Laoxie said frankly that he had always wanted to paint the goddess, but when he put the pen on the canvas, it immediately changed his taste. He felt it was a kind of blasphemy, so he had no choice but to destroy the canvas.
Ding Fan babbled without getting to the point, so he asked: "When was the last time you went to see Master?"
"Ten years ago!"
"How did you get into the underground?"
"I climbed the rope down. I missed Master so much that time that I prepared a rope of more than 100 meters. The old man was moved by my sincerity and gave me a pill, which extended my life by thirty years.
"The corners of Du Laoxie's mouth rose, showing pride again.
How easy to lie!
Even though he believed it after thirty years and wanted to be grateful, Ding Fan felt that Du Laoxie's face showed that his life span had come to an end.
"Your master lives alone?" Ding Fan continued to inquire.
"Of course not. Spirit ghosts often visit him, and they even kowtow when they meet!"
"No one alive?"
"Yes, there is an old couple who are responsible for refining medicine. These two people are quite bad. They didn't say anything when they saw me. They seemed to be disgusted." Du Laoxie was still very dissatisfied.
Right!
Ding Fan sighed. This couple should be Lan Yaoshi and his wife. Lan Shan's adoptive parents were indeed captured by the yellow demon and forced to refine various pills.
"Does your master never leave Dong Qingshan?"
This is one of the issues that Ding Fan is most concerned about. It is not a lie that the yellow demon can escape occasionally. Master also has records of this.
Du Laoxie blinked his cloudy eyes, as if thinking, then shook his head for a long time and said, "I don't know."
"If you think about it again, if you make me happy, maybe I'll let you go." Ding Fan threw out a sweet date.
Du Laoxie entered the thinking mode again, frowning and thinking hard. Finally, he said happily: "I remembered that Master said that he would occasionally come out to relax and see the world."
"When will you come out?" Ding Fan immediately asked.