I'm not a theatre god

boom--! !

A blast sounded from the alleyway not far away. Under the bridge, Lin Xi and Lao Lu looked up at the same time!

"What happened?" Lin Xi hid an oil-paper umbrella under the bridge and said in a deep voice.

"It must be Maple Ghost who came over and happened to run into that lunatic." Lao Lu put his hands on the ground and stood up slowly, "They started fighting!"

"I'm going to support Feng..."

"No, you can't go." Lao Lu immediately rejected Lin Xi's proposal, "Didn't you say that it would be difficult to kill him unless we play at home? If you leave here, how will the traps you have laid out so hard come in use?"

"That……"

"I'll go." Lao Lu's voice was extremely serious. "I can fly. I can simply deal with that guy and lead him here... Then you secretly launch a trap, and he will be unable to fly."

Lin Xi thought carefully for a moment and found that this was indeed the safest way, but he still asked worriedly:

"Lao Lu, can your body hold up?"

"no problem."

Lao Lu waved his hand and walked straight out of the bridge cave, "You just ambush here and wait for the opportunity... It depends on you whether we can kill him in one go."

Looking at the back of Lao Lu struggling to leave, Lin Xi's eyes flashed with determination, and she clenched her fists tightly...

…

puff--! !

Maple Ghost, covered in blood, rolled down the stone steps in the heavy fog like a kite with its string broken.

A figure with wings on its back jumped up from the top of the steps, and dense ants intertwined behind Lao Lu. He looked at the bloody maple ghost who fell down the steps, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes!

"You want to lie to me? You are too naive... Today, you will definitely die!"

Lao Lu raised his hands, and the fine ants behind him suddenly fell down like raindrops. Countless hair-like strokes cut open the steps, leaving deep knife marks, and Maple Ghost's figure was instantly submerged in them!

Under the crazy attack of these fine brushstrokes, Maple Ghost turned into a bloody man in the blink of an eye. In the severe pain, his consciousness regained a little clarity. When he was about to be cut into pieces, he transformed into maple leaves in the sky and disappeared from the place.

Lao Lu let out a sigh, and slowly fell to the ground. Looking at the maple leaf fragments on the ground, he suddenly froze on the spot.

"how so……"

Lao Lu knew that Xi Shendao was good at disguise, but he had never heard of a Xi Shen Dao who could directly imitate other people's Shinto... Although everyone said that the lunatic's skills were weird, he shouldn't be able to copy the skills of a maple ghost, right?

Could it be...

Could this be the real thing? Is the one on the walkie-talkie fake?

impossible! He has maintained walkie-talkie contact with Fenggui and Lin Xi from the beginning, and it is also the specific frequency band of Fushenghua. There is no way that madman can use the walkie-talkie to contact him... Damn it, what is going on? ?

"Lao Lu! Are you crazy?!" The maple leaves all over the sky gathered on the steps behind Lao Lu, looking like a maple ghost covered in blood.

He looked at the confused Lao Lu and cursed!

"Why did you hit me??"

"You..." Lao Lu gritted his teeth and said, "You are fake! Don't even try to lie to me!"

"Am I fake? I just used [Eye] just now! How could I be fake?! Are your brains being kicked by a donkey?!"

"Lao Lu! I heard you two were fighting! What was the result?" Feng Gui's anxious voice came from the intercom, "You have to be careful, that guy seems to also have the power of stealing the gods and stole my skills... …Don’t be fooled by him!”

The voices of the two maple ghosts echoed in Lao Lu's ears at the same time. At this moment, his brain was short-circuited.

Unless the real Maple Ghost is dead, the walkie-talkie cannot fall into the enemy's hands; but if the real Maple Ghost is dead, isn't it necessarily the fake Maple Ghost in front of him?

But if the walkie-talkie did not fall into the enemy's hands, then the person he was talking to just now was the real Maple Ghost, which also means that the one in front of him must also be the fake Maple Ghost... No matter which logic is used, the Maple Ghost in front of him is most likely to be fake. of.

But...but can that lunatic act so realistically? Whether it is appearance, personality, skills, or emotions, they are all so real that Lao Lu really can't believe that the Maple Ghost in front of him is fake...

"Old Lu!! Me! Maple Ghost! Number 029! Regional Architect of Fushenge 029! Although we have not met before, we can be considered colleagues!"

"That day I received the order from area 001 and immediately went to Liu Town to support you 031. When we met, it was about five or six in the morning. Then you said that you wanted to check the inn first. I agreed with your point of view... …If you think about it carefully, can I know this?”

Seeing Lao Lu raising his hand again, ready to take action against him, Fenggui suddenly became anxious and shook out all the details of the incident in one breath to prove his innocence.

Hearing this, Lao Lu was stunned again.

"Damn...damn!!! I can't tell! I really don't know which one..."

puff--!

A stream of warm blood splashed on Lao Lu's cheek.

Lao Lu, who was still struggling, raised his head blankly and found that a hand had been stretched out from Maple Ghost's chest in front of him...

A smiling figure in a bright red opera robe was standing behind Maple Ghost. One hand penetrated his chest, and there was even a slowly beating heart in his palm... The breeze blew through the silent stone steps. , the red opera robe fluttered in the wind.

The noisy and chaotic world suddenly became quiet, leaving only the sizzling sound of electricity ringing in Lao Lu's ears.

"Time's up...wrong answer."

Chen Ling's joking voice sounded slowly from the intercom.

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Fenggui lowered his head slowly and hard, glanced at the bloody palm on his chest, opened his mouth, and glared angrily at Lao Lu, who was close at hand:

"I am real……"

As Chen Ling crushed the heart, Fenggui's mud-like corpse fell weakly on the stone steps, scarlet blood staining the ground red.

Lao Lu stood there blankly like a sculpture.

He was really struggling just now. He and Maple Ghost were so attracted to each other that they didn't even notice that an enemy was approaching... This also led to him witnessing Maple Ghost die in front of him.

The breeze blew through the narrow steps, causing Maple Ghost's blood to ripple. In the blood-colored reflection, the man in red clothes seemed to be integrated with the world.

Lao Lu's chest heaved violently. He looked at Chen Ling with his dead eyes, spewing out unprecedented anger. His successive tricks made him want to tear Chen Ling into pieces! !

"I'll kill you...I'll kill you!!!!"

Lao Lu roared and rushed towards Chen Ling crazily!

Seeing this, Chen Ling chuckled in the wind, tore off a piece of dough with her fingertips, turned into the appearance of Lao Lu, turned around and ran towards Furong Bridge!