The man with Xuan Cang's face suddenly dimmed in the next moment, and turned into a dark, corrupt and terrible corpse again.
"Hmm..." The corpse snorted and looked at me unwillingly. He didn't understand, where did he reveal the flaw.
"Huh! What a stupid..." I sneered, my eyes flashing with red flames.
Just now, this ghoul did pretend to be thinking about pretending Xuan Cang. But it was really because of the image and the familiar feeling of the Mandarin on his body that made me gradually wonder whether everything in front of me was really as I saw.
And just as I was holding that person's neck, I was convinced that the'Xuan Cang' in front of me was a fake.
Because every time I hold Xuan Cang, I feel empty and void, but this one in front of me is such a real existence. There is also—Xuan Cang would never rush to approach me when he saw me, but would first determine whether I was safe.
As soon as this'Xuan Cang' came over, he asked me to confirm his authenticity first, without noticing the broken wound on my body.
"Yu'er!" The space behind him immediately became bright.
This time, Ling Qing and Luciyao both took a torch in their hands.
I turned around and saw three people standing in front of me.
I half-squinted my eyes and thought for a while, I didn't speak, and didn't take the initiative to approach the past.
"Your injury..." Xuan Cang saw the open wound on my body, his face was not good, and it instantly became even harder to look.
"I'm fine!" I shook my head, the red light in my eyes quickly faded. At that moment, my body became heavy again.
"What's going on on the ground?" Ling Qing asked while holding the torch, seeing two more black corpses on the ground.
Only then did Xuan Cang notice that there were indeed two more corpses on the ground, and he couldn't help but raised his eyes and looked at me suspiciously.
I knew what he wanted to ask, and I knew what was wondering in my heart when I raised my eyes.
"I..." I don't know how to answer their question. Because of some questions, I don't even know how to answer them.
There was a gap in my memory. When I woke up, the ghoul was already lying on the ground. The second ghoul who worked overtime in Xuan Cang, I don't know why he suddenly became suspicious, and even killed him!
If the second ghoul had an impression, then when I killed the first one, I had no consciousness at all, and I couldn't explain it at all.
"Yu'er! Your hand..." Xuan Cang noticed that the palm of my right hand was scratched by something, breaking a hole, and a layer of red blood was condensed on it.
"No! It's okay! It should have been accidentally scratched by a branch just now!" Thinking of the extra branch in the palm of my hand when I woke up earlier, I withdrew at will for a reason.
"Branches?" Ling Qing frowned slightly, suddenly squatted down, squatted down in front of the corpse in front of him, and carefully looked at the wound on the corpse's chest.
"These ghouls will change! I was almost fooled by them just now!" I explained.
"Ghouls will change?" Ling Qing looked at me with weird eyes as if he had heard it for the first time.
"Yeah! Just now they have become..." I thought about it, and changed my words: "They have become Xuan Cang's appearance, lie to me and let them go!"
I don't know why, I turned them into Violence and concealed it.
Ling Qing stood up from the side of the ghoul and asked, "What then?"
"Then... Then I felt a little strange..." I replied.
"Did you kill him?" Ling Qing walked to the ghoul in front of me and looked at me tentatively.
I curled my lips and said nothing, neither admitting that I killed the ghoul, nor did I admit that he was not killed by me.
"Okay! I don't think it's safe here, so I still want to find a place to stay!" Lucy Yao held back for a long time, and finally couldn't help but speak, urging us to leave soon.
"Then what about these corpses..." I wonder, will these ghouls come back to life again after the sun rises tomorrow and night
"They are dead! The first rays of light from the sun tomorrow, they will leave this world!" Ling Qing explained to me.
"Oh!" I answered, without asking more.
Xuan Cang glanced at me suspiciously, turned around and hugged me and continued to walk forward.
"Wait a minute!" The moment we turned around, I suddenly felt a strange breath rushing behind me.
Both Xuan Cang and Ling Qing were taken aback by me and turned and looked behind them.
A red light flashed across the air quickly. Xuan Cang and Ling Qing stared at each other for a moment.
"It's a magic weapon!" I can feel something that Xuan Cang and Ling Qing can't feel.
All I can think of is the magical artifact they are looking for!
"What is it?" Ling Qing also turned around quickly, but did not see anything in the night sky.
"It seems..." I stared in mid-air, whispering something that had already flown away: "It seems like a sword!"
I'm not very sure, what exactly is what I just saw.
"Sword?" Xuan Cang trembled, frowned, and suddenly stretched out his hand out of thin air, imagining a mysterious iron sword with red light all over it.
The sword body is a bit like the ancient Yue sword.
"Ah! It looks a bit like this...!" I frowned and thought about it, and immediately exclaimed.
Xuan Cang and Ling Qing both froze for a moment, then looked up at the dark night sky, and then looked down at the sword held in their hands on the countertop.
Ling Qing stared at the sword in Xuan Cang's hand, and suddenly held his breath, and pulled out the wooden sword wrapped in cloth on his back.
"Dang Cang!" There was a clear sound. With the wooden sword in his hand, Ling Qing forcibly split the mysterious iron sword held in Xuan Cang's hand into two halves.
The sword that fell on the ground immediately seemed to be corroded by the wind, turning into countless small fragments, and finally disappearing into the air.
"..." The wooden sword chopped the iron sword in half. All of us were dumbfounded in the face of this kind of thing.
After a long silence, Ling Qing exclaimed angrily: "Damn it!"
Although Xuan Cang pressed his thin lips tightly and said nothing, judging from his face, he was also a little annoyed.
That night, we couldn't tell whether we were lucky or unlucky. After a lot of fighting, unexpectedly not far away, I found a room where I could shelter.
Although the house is unoccupied, the decoration and setting inside are not like abandoned huts.
The contents were all complete and the door was not locked. We went in smoothly and spent the night there.