The Buddhist Cannon Fodder of Seventies [MTL]

Chapter 73 The tide turns

"It seems like life but not life, it seems like death but not death, life escapes the six paths, time? Luck? Fate?"

The white-haired old man stood on the path of the production team, speaking mysterious words with an incomprehensible expression. This scene was a bit eerie and weird no matter how you looked at it.

Gu Mingdong's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't show any signs of it. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and passed him by.

The old man paused for a moment, but when he saw no response, he had to speak again: "Young man, don't you have anything to say?"

Gu Mingdong stopped and looked back at him.

The old man straightened his back subconsciously. Even though he was in a state of desolation, he still had some sense of immortality.

This picture can definitely deceive people, and he is worthy of his reputation as a Feng Shui master.

Gu Mingdong laughed and suddenly asked: "You have been sent here to be reformed, and you still say these weird things. Aren't you afraid that I will report you?"

The old man pretended to be calm, shook his head and smiled: "You can't, we are the same kind of people."

Gu Mingdong sneered and said: "No, I am a native of Shanghe Village, a descendant of poor peasants with good roots, and an active member of the production team. I am different from you."

After saying that, he didn't want to waste any time and turned around to leave.

The old man suddenly felt anxious. He didn't expect Gu Mingdong to be so insufferable and not afraid at all when he exposed the truth.

He had to reveal his trump card: "Hunter, where did you come from and why did you come? You can deceive others, but you can't deceive me."

He does have some skills. Could it be that feudal superstition is real? But when Gu Mingdong thought that he could travel through time and have superpowers, and Bai Xiaohua appeared, everything was possible.

Gu Mingdong felt wary in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged. He said calmly: "How about we go talk to the captain?"

Even if the other party knows, so what? Does this old man dare to run out and say that he has taken his body and traveled through time?

If the old man really dares to do this, he will be the first to be unlucky. After all, feudal superstitions have been abolished, let alone these mysterious things. Even tomb sweeping during the Qingming Festival is prohibited from burning paper.

Gu Mingdong was not afraid of anyone calling him out. The people in the production team would not believe an outsider or that kind of person.

What could he do if he knew his origins? The old man could only frighten him with this matter. This would not become Gu Mingdong's weakness at all. He was fearless.

Sure enough, the old man's face darkened after hearing this, and he obviously knew his situation.

Gu Mingdong smiled faintly and said: "You have been sent here to be reformed, why don't you know how to reflect on yourself?"

If he was more cruel and reported it directly to the production team, it would be enough for this old man to drink a pot.

The old man trembled all over, and the immortal spirit he had just vanished, replaced by malaise, as if his spirit had been drained away, which looked a bit pitiful.

After a long while, he said quietly: "Later, you and I can't change the way of the world, but you and I know what is true and false, false and true."

Gu Mingdong sneered: "So what."