Ban Hang immediately caught the loophole in her words.
"You said that the pastor could transfer life force. You were transferred to Brother Guan by him, and you were knocked out again. After waking up, you returned to your own body... But what reason does he have to keep you alive?"
Ban Hang trembled with excitement, almost biting his tongue several times.
"Also, you said, Brother Guan is also... gone, so where can he exchange his soul?"
Song Haining also held a short spear in his hand.
Hearing him say that Guan Junliang was "gone", her heart was agitated, she gritted her white teeth, her palms were hot, and her fingertips were cold.
Her temperament has always been the most docile in the team.
Only when someone hurts her friend will she become a violent and ferocious lion.
She was full of anger, and said sternly: "Brother Nan sent Brother Fang to the other side just now. During this time, only you and I were in the church—"
Nan Zhou kindly reminded: "There is another one upstairs."
He still remembered the name of the man, the deacon who came to deliver the letter, Harris.
This is also the first person to break the cursed barrier on both sides of the Taiwan Strait.
His sudden interjection interrupted Song Haining's emotions that had been surging up with blood.
She lowered her bloodshot eyes, letting her blood ebb, leaving room for her brain to think.
Ban Hang was right, aiming at Song Haining's head with the crosshair, and replied, "Brother Nan, don't worry, he and I are bound well, and I also searched his body. He was clean and didn't bring anything."
Nan Zhou: "Oh."
After answering, he took a step back, took a seat from the dispute between the two, and sat down on the lawn.
Ban Hang: "… "
He had guessed Nan Zhou's various reactions, but he didn't expect this one.
"Please." Nan Zhou put his elbows on his knees and said politely, "I won't interfere with you. You can come up with a result and tell me. In short, I'll collect the body of anyone who shoots someone."
Ban Hang and Song Haining: "..."
Simple and crude.
But this is the most effective and quickest way to calm them down.
It is impossible for them to choose Huo Ping without hesitation just because they doubt each other.
Ban Hang wiped his dry mouth, spit a non-existent spit to the side, pressed the muzzle down slightly, and made the first concession: "...Damn."
And Song Haining, who had returned to his composure from the dizziness and fear when he woke up, also proposed the easiest way to prove his identity: "Ban Hang, tell me something we all know."
Ban Hang, who just passed a test, said skillfully: "You had a crush on the boss before."
Song Haining also exposed Ban Hang's scar mercilessly: "The first time you passed the ghost copy, your pants were pulled off by that female ghost."
The two stared at each other for a while with big eyes and small eyes, put down their weapons at the same time, and said in unison, "Grass."
But even after reluctantly confirming that the other party was not replaced, Song Haining still maintained a little vigilance: "Brother Nan, are you sure that Keith will not read our memory when the human body migrates?"
Ban Hang rolled his eyes: "Please! Sister, if he can really read his memory, can he fail to play Brother Guan?!"
Seeing that the struggle was over, Nan Zhou pointed to the shadow on the ground and told them what he had discovered.
The two of them were dumbfounded.
Nan Zhou analysis: "Keith invited the devil because he wanted to change his friend's body, but now the time seems to have gone wrong..."
The priest and the duke, one who turned his back on his master, chose to be in the company of the devil.
Another managed to disrupt the flow of time.
In a sense, the people lingering in this East Bank church are probably not "devils", but also the curse of God.
After hearing what Nan Zhou meant, Ban Hang gritted his teeth: "What is this? The curse on both sides of the strait has begun to merge?"
It turns out that they had been blinded by Keith's acting skills before.
Coupled with their lack of skills, there is really no way to separate troops to defend the bridge, and the curse on both sides of the strait has been completely broken.
"But something is wrong." Song Haining asked, "Time has stopped moving forward, but how can we still act?"
She gestured and said, "According to common sense, if there is a problem with the time, shouldn't we stay where we are?"
Ban Hang finally calmed down and began to feel restless again.
He looked at Nan Zhou for help: "Brother Nan, what are we going to do now?"
Nan Zhou stood up and patted the grass clippings on his body: "Confluence."
Ban Hang: "Go to the West Bank?"
"Yes." Nan Zhou said, "I don't trust him alone."
Immediately afterwards, he added a series of questions: "And, if Keith is not among us, where can he go?"
"Is it floating like a soul?"
"How long can he last like this?"
"He wants to exchange bodies with people, what conditions does he need? Physical contact like with Hai Ning? How many seconds does it take?"
These questions had already made the two of them stiffen.
Nan Zhou still had more questions to ask.
The Duke of the West Bank, what did he do
What impact will his actions have on the East Coast
What kind of mutation will the curse fusion on both sides of the strait produce
In any case, for them now, collective action and leaving the land on the east coast is the best choice.
Nan Zhou said, "Wait until I bring Junliang out. Hua Xixi can't be found, and Junliang's body can't be lost..."
Song Haining wanted to open his mouth, but no sound came out.
Before he finished speaking, he seemed to have a feeling, and turned his head to look in the direction of the bridge.
Ban Hang looked back suddenly and couldn't help widening his eyes: "Bridge—"
…
In the direction of the suspension bridge, a raging fire rises, and the black smoke soaring into the sky climbs up in the air, making a dragon and snake dance.
On the west bank of the suspension bridge, stood the silver-haired Jiang Fang with an axe.
Behind him, there was another team member, whose snow-white complexion seemed to be bloodshot by the sky-high firelight.
As a guinea pig, he was quite lucky.
After the time-travel operation was successful on Kan Bowen, he was just imprisoned, anxiously waiting for the final fate to come.
Until the voices of panic and madness came from outside the cell where he was imprisoned.
Until Jiang Fang knocked down the door lock that imprisoned him.
He asked Jiang Fang softly, "Are we... are we really going to burn the bridge?"
"When they see the bridge on fire, they will definitely come over as soon as possible. Even if the castle is on fire, it will not have such an effect. It is much faster than you used to send letters."
Jiang Fang expressionlessly fed him a reassuring pill: "Don't worry, this bridge won't burn out so quickly."
Hearing the words, the team members buried their heads even lower.
… There was no need for Jiang Fang to set fire to the bridge.
It was his unwillingness to cross the bridge that forced Jiang Fang to do so.
The reason for the reluctance to cross the bridge is simple.
After listening to Jiang Fang's description of the possibility of a "curse", he cringed.
He didn't want to believe that things would be as bad as Jiang Fang imagined.
But Jiang Fang's speculation did frighten him.
According to Jiang Fang's original intention, Ben didn't want to tell the team members about the result of this curse fusion.
But if he is allowed to pass without knowing anything, he is very likely to become the variable that is used.
Sure enough, after listening to his description, the team members were shaken: "Am I alone..."
After meeting his eyes, Jiang Fang's expression was certain: "Yeah, if Nan Zhou can't handle it, you will just die in vain."
He breathed a sigh of relief, but at the end, he felt ashamed again.
He Nuonuo said: "Then what are they going to do, Brother Nan?"
Jiang Fang: "If we can't get through, we'll ask him to come over."
So, this is how he set fire to the bridge.
In order to find a reasonable excuse for his escape, he actively asked Zhandao: "I... go back to the castle to see if there is anyone alive."
Jiang Fang looked at the opposite side with a cold expression: "Well. Pay attention to safety."
The team members breathed a sigh of relief, holding guns and weapons, turned around and threw themselves into the woods.
He tried to use running to dispel the unease in his heart, but his mind was full of the conversation Jiang Fang had just had with him.
That kind of palpitations lingered in my heart and could never be erased.
"Brother Fang, what did you say... What?"
"I said, the curse has begun to merge. You can also see that the people in the castle are crazy, probably because they touch someone else's body, and for a few seconds, the soul may be exchanged. With the cognition of these people, it is impossible at all. Knowing why, I just thought I met the devil. This exchange in space is not a curse brought by the Duke's actions, but a curse brought by Keith on the east coast."
"And the duke in the West Bank castle has the ability to travel through time. His thinking is not limited by time and can travel to any point in time. Therefore, he has the right to see a series of actions we take to deal with them."
Jiang Fang said: "... Therefore, the Duke can remind Keith in advance to prepare for all our next actions at any point in time when he can reach Keith."
"Keith controls space, and the Duke controls time. If you go to the other side, the other party will expect it; if you don't go, the other party will also be able to predict it."
Having said this, Jiang Fang stared at him: "I want you to go over and remind them to be careful of everyone around you and to be careful of all possible touches."
"But even so, maybe Keith could have expected it."
Even after more than ten minutes had passed, the team still remembered the mixed feeling of panic and shock in his heart when he heard Jiang Fang's analysis.
He was reluctant to cross the bridge alone to face such an unknown prospect.
While the team members were in a state of excitement and lost their minds, a mad black shadow suddenly jumped out from behind a tree and grabbed his ankle.
The soul in this body does not know how many masters it has passed, but the body is already covered with bruises.
The team members were caught off guard by him, screamed and kicked their legs like crazy.
Maybe a few seconds, maybe centuries, he finally broke free from the pair of iron pincers.
The man turned his back to the sky, his whole body twitched slightly, as if he was extremely weak.
The players' hands and feet were weak, and after crawling out a few steps, they suddenly froze in place.
He seemed to understand why those people would go crazy just by changing a body.
And this was his last sober thought in the world.
…
Regarding the Duke, Jiang Fang's idea is not wrong.
The Duke became a derailed train in the sequence of worlds on both sides.
Driving this car, he can travel freely on the track of his time and space.
He travels in the opposite direction of all time in this world.
The Duke did not dislike this feeling; he had always been adventurous.
If there is no Keith, with his character, he would not have consecrated himself in this luxurious but monotonous castle.
All just to get closer to him, and closer.
His sex will die because he has crossed too long a time dimension, but his spirit, because he is cursed, will live on forever.
He sometimes stretched the coordinates so long that he could tap the tip of the ancient herbivorous dragon's tail with the tentacles of time.
The dragon, who stretched his neck to nibble on the leaves, turned his head, only to see the grass swaying and the morning dew faintly faint.
This is his own trip.
Of course, it is also a journey destined to be lonely.
He also knew the situation Keith was facing right now.
Of course he will unconditionally go across the barrier of time to help his lover.
Jiang Fang took this into consideration.
But he failed to consider the chaos and variation that would ensue when the curse that belonged to Keith spreads virally.
He just felt uneasy in general.
Standing on the bank, Jiang Fang put his hand into his pocket and held the pair of handcuffs that were originally intended to lock Nan Zhou.
Come over here.
Come to me.
…
Looking at the burning suspension bridge, Nan Zhou made a decisive decision: "Let's go over!"
... By the way, they can't forget to take Jun Liang's body too.
However, when he hadn't turned around, a shadow suddenly hit his back.
The heat source exclusive to the human body awakens the most primitive aggression of Nanzhou.
He turned around abruptly, grabbed the collar of the incoming person at the fastest speed, and neatly choked the neck of the person who was attacking from behind.
But a second before the neck bone shattered, Nan Zhou could clearly see the face of the person who came.
However, the power has been released, and the water cannot be recovered.
… is Guan Junliang.
What was thrown in the air was Guan Junliang's warm body.
Guan Junliang's soul had already fallen into the abyss along with Hua Xixi's body, and now he is just a blank body.
But Nan Zhou could still clearly feel how his bones were broken under his hands.
Because he lost the support of his head, his body fell limply and knelt down in front of Nan Zhou.
… Such a gentle person will be completely unrecognizable when he dies.
The face that had been smiling all the time had been corroded by holy water and riddled with holes.
And the one who threw Guan Junliang's body was actually "Song Haining" standing on the steps!
She grinned with a pale face and looked at Nan Zhou, like a ferocious ghost.
She has been hiding Guan Junliang's body in the warehouse!