Ask Sword

Jin Wusuan waved his fingers and told the housekeeper, Go and take out the shackles.

yes.

Manager Jin nodded and ordered the guards to do so.

Ji Xingwang frowned slightly and said, With the iron-stone shackles, passengers can be interrogated one by one.

Two hundred and twenty-five!!

Ji Linglang, who had been standing in the corner observing the hall with cold eyes, suddenly shouted: The number of people is wrong!

She strode to the front of the counter, pulled out the long sword worn by her waist, and threw it.

The long sword accelerated suddenly in the air, and the number two hundred and twenty-five was carved on the wooden board above the counter.

Ji Linglang turned around, scanned the entire lobby, and said in a deep voice, There are more people.

She had been observing the people in the hall just now, and before she knew it, the hall, which was not spacious at all, seemed even more crowded. It seems that some extra people have appeared out of thin air.

Hum——

Dozens of spiritual senses swept across the audience,

Including Li Ang, all the disciples of Luli Academy who majored in studies, as well as some of the guards around Jin Wusuan, used their spiritual sense to investigate.

The number of people in the inn actually reached 256 people.

How could there be thirty-one more people?

Ordinary people without cultivation suddenly panicked, looking at others with vigilance and suspicion,

Even the disciples of Luli Academy changed their faces - they didn't notice when there were so many more people.

Everyone be quiet!

Lu Qingya released the Hong Sheng spell, increased his voice, and said in a deep voice: If there is no roster, then everyone should report their respective room numbers, and don't let the evil cultivators take advantage of it.

He ordered the academy disciples to take out an unused booklet from under the counter and register all the passengers one by one.

Logically speaking, the extra people who appeared out of thin air had no identity and should be discovered immediately.

However, after registering more than 60 people in front, everyone said that they lived in the same room with their companions, and there was no problem at all.

. We have eleven companions, all of whom live in the superior room on the third floor, Room No. 10.

The man who claimed to be the manager of Yulong Company said to Ji Xingwang: I can tell everyone's name.

This is He Rongfeng, this is He Zhiqiu, my younger brother, and this is Kou Mufei, the Huzhou steward of Yulong Company.

etc!

Shopkeeper Liu suddenly yelled: Each superior room has at most three beds, how can eleven of you fit in? Let alone your family?

us.

The man suddenly froze, that's right, eleven people, including female relatives, how could they be crowded in the same room.

But it’s not right, I clearly remember that a group of people came to stay at the hotel during the day yesterday

Ji Xingwang suddenly raised his palm and released the quicksand spell, instantly trapping everyone in Yulong Company in place.

Excellent, spare me!

He Rongfeng struggled in the quicksand for a while, and shouted in panic: We are not the Demon Cult!

Didn't say you were.

Ji Xingwang turned the quicksand into the shape of ropes, bound the arms and mouths of everyone in the Yulong Company, and asked Luli's disciples to pick up the stone shackles and chain them up.

Afterwards, use a compass device similar to the Zhiyuyin Xiupan to check the Qihai spiritual veins of these people to test whether they are monks.

After some inspection, everyone in Yulong Company has no talent for spiritual veins.

They didn't wear disguise masks on their faces, and the bleeding was normal, not demonic.

What was even more weird was that when Ji Xingwang asked other people in the hotel, the answer he got was that they seemed to have really seen these people from Yulong Company yesterday.

Illusion.

Ji Xingwang clenched his teeth, his gaze was like a knife, and he gouged out the person of Yulong Company.

He would rather go to a hundred thousand barren hills and fight against the monsters that block the sky and the sun,

I also don't want to face the strange monsters that can cause the weird situation in front of me.

It's not a hallucination.

It is tampering with cognition.

A steady voice came from the crowd,

A middle-aged traveler who claimed to be the Zhang family of Runzhou walked out of the crowd during the day yesterday. With a shake of his palm, a Hidden Sword sprang out from his palm.

call out--

Everyone saw an afterimage flashing by, and the middle-aged passenger flickered to the front of the counter, holding Zhou Chengcai's head that had been beheaded at some time in his hand.

poof.

Zhou Chengcai's headless body was sprayed with blood, and fell forward, lying on the ground.

Successful!

Raw silk merchant Zhou Hongmao saw his younger brother being decapitated, his eyes were about to burst, and he rushed up to fight the middle-aged passenger.

However, the next second,

From Zhou Chengcai's body, there was a sizzling sound like boiling oil.

The body of the corpse disintegrated and melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and together with the clothes, it collapsed like melted candle oil.

Including the head in the hands of the middle-aged passenger, it also melted so that the face could not be seen clearly.

See it? It's just a fake.

The middle-aged passenger threw away the melted head, and shook off the waxy blood stains on the Hidden Blade.

But, but

Zhou Hongmao was speechless. Is his younger brother Zhou Chengcai fake? But he clearly remembered every bit of the two of them.

They grew up together, and he was one year older than him, but his height was always not as good as that of the other. When he was bullied when he was a child, it was he who stood up and taught the children of his fellow countrymen.

all fake!

The middle-aged passenger emphasized, It's a fake created by the nightmare based on your memory!

Your Excellency, who is it?

Lu Qingya, who hadn't opened his mouth all this time, waved his hand to protect his wife and children behind him, and said slowly, Why do you know the identity of the alien?

Brother Qingya, didn't you recognize my voice? That's right, after all, I haven't seen you for more than ten years.

The middle-aged passenger smiled wryly, and with a ripping sound, he tore off the disguise mask on his face, revealing the face of a middle-aged man who was bitter and vengeful, I, Chen Wanyi.

Lu Qingya's eyes widened slightly, and Li Ang's heart skipped a beat.

Chen Wanyi, the priest of the Taihao Mountain Trial Court, had appeared with Shangguan Yangyao and the others when he encountered Ghost Shovel in Turkic not long ago.

Vice Envoy Chen is safe and sound.

Lu Qingya cupped his hands. He and Chen Wanyi knew each other thirty years ago, and they used to slay demons together. They were acquaintances in Mount Taihao, but why did the other party appear here?

We came to Yu Country in the name of Cardinal Juyu.

Chen Wanyi saw Lu Qingya's doubts, and explained: Three months ago, Cardinal Juyu issued an oracle on a whim.

A first-class monster named Nightmare is about to wake up in the hinterland of Yu State.

If you let him escape, the consequences will be unimaginable, so I was specially sent to go deep into the country of Yu to search for the nightmare.

Brother Qingya, you also know that the people above move their mouths, and the people below run and break their legs.

A group of us concealed our identities, conducted multiple investigations, and finally interpreted the vague guidance of the oracle, all the way to Luzhou, where the nightmare is located.

After all, Chen Wanyi paused, glanced at everyone present, and said in a deep voice: According to the prophecy, the nightmare can read, tamper, and fabricate the memories of the world at will, creating a seamless illusion.

It can even change reality and manipulate cause and effect to a certain extent through dreaming.

We have been targeted by it.