Global Examination

You Huo asked some more questions from the priest, then flipped through the broken witchcraft books, and pieced together a close truth.

He thought for a while, and then went back to the dungeon to pick up the witch doctor.

To free the undead, two people must die.

The Duke and the Witch Doctor.

The priest said that the moment everything melted and the castle was burned, maybe...just maybe, those who died because of these sorceries could come back.

The Witch Doctor and the Duke were never born, and they never died.

It's worth a try.

And he also has an idea, but he needs to borrow the Duke's hand, hoping that pervert can be more interesting.

He untied a carriage from the town and dragged the witch doctor back to the castle.

The castle was in chaos, and the corridors were full of candidates.

You Huo suddenly felt something was wrong, but he didn't stop.Compared with other things, he has more urgent matters.

He dragged the witch doctor to the Duke's door and pushed open a crack.

Dim candlelight came out from inside, You Huo was holding a man in one hand and a knife in the other, looking down at the light falling on his toes, his heart skipped a beat suddenly.

The door creaked open.

He looked over in a daze, and saw the Duke sitting in the armchair with a grim face, as if he was experiencing some kind of dizziness and pain from the separation of soul and body, and his whole body was twitching violently.

It was as if an invisible hand was grabbing his chest, lifting him up.

The buttons of his coat were unbuttoned, revealing the shirt inside, and several lines of blood were exposed.It's as if those delicate stitches are... breaking open little by little.

The head, chest, and limbs are twisted at weird angles.

In the next second, those limbs finally broke free and were completely separated...

Another patchwork body is about to be abandoned, and their owners have found a new replacement.

With his back to the bedroom door, the new Duke straightened up from the armchair, his hand was still on top of the Duke's head for a second, and now he has retracted it.

The tall figure was outlined by the candlelight, and the man moved his fingers, as if he was experiencing some kind of novel feeling.

During the movement of the fingers, the soft sound of Caracalla's bones can be heard.

At that moment, You Huo felt that the blood in his heart was emptied, and it was rushing backwards towards his hands and feet, so that his heart beat extremely fast.

The candlelight was clearly a warm light, but it made him close his eyes.

When it opened again, the new Duke was turning his head to look over...

It's Qin Chen.

The moment his eyes met, You Huo suddenly couldn't feel the knife in his hand.

It wasn't until the other party showed a hint of guilt and astonishment that he slowly felt the pain in his knuckles...

The hand that barely had any good flesh left was unconsciously clenched tightly.

He moved his teeth on the side of his face, clenched his teeth for a moment, and tried to call out: "Qin Chen?"

His voice was hoarse, it was unknown whether it was due to the illness caused by the curse, or because of nervousness.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized belatedly that he was actually nervous.

Even... a little panicked.

The other party was silent for a moment, not sure if it was too unexpected or what.

A few seconds later, he said in the same hoarse voice, "I'm here."

The blood in the whole body returns to the heart.

This made You Huo's face as pale as frost, he closed his eyes and took two deep breaths, then swung his knife and passed.

Qin Chen made two symbolic concessions, but otherwise he almost didn't fight back at all, and was knocked to the ground after three or two blows.

You Huo knelt down on him, with the tip of the knife pointed at the side of Qin Chen's neck, less than two centimeters away.

"What kind of crazy are you?!"

Qin Chen didn't care about the point of the knife that threatened him. He propped his elbows on the ground, raised his upper body slightly, and said soothingly, "I'm not crazy, don't worry, don't be angry. I only have the cards to do this."

His voice was low and deep, echoing in the bedroom, like the hoarse cello in the night.

He picked up a card and said to Youhuo: "Remember? I drew this card before, and I can learn any skill in the examination room."

After listening to Jiang Yuan's words, he suddenly realized that there was a way to bring the Duke closer to death.

The duke appropriated someone else's body because he gained immortality through witchcraft.But the person he borrowed was not good, so the other party died, and he took advantage of it, so it was logical to put down his body.

But what if the person the Duke is trying to appropriate doesn't die at all?

The Duke would not be able to control the body.

So at that moment, he learned the Duke's "eternal life" by borrowing the card of "crowding Buddha's feet temporarily".

Youzhuo's breathing was still heavy, his face was still cold, and he didn't look relieved at all.

Holding Qin Chen's collar, he said word by word: "There is a certain probability written on the card, how can you be confident that you can hit this probability?"

Qin Chen opened his mouth.

He wanted to say don't underestimate his willpower, Jiang Yuan can last so long, he is not too bad.

He also wanted to say that you are never 100% sure about troublesome things, you have to take some risks, and you should know it best.

With his usual personality, it was quite normal to say such a thing.

But looking at Youyou's tightly pursed lips and tensed shoulders, he suddenly felt the same anger.

He suddenly wiped the corner of Youyou's lower lip with his thumb.

Because of the curse, and also because of his extremely white skin, the tendons on the side of his neck became clearly visible, and the blue ends climbed up his chin, hiding in the corner of his mouth.

Qin Chen finally said: "I promise, I won't take such risks again in the future."

You Huo lowered his eyes, and when he wiped it for the second time, he tilted his head and said, "Keep these words to deceive ghosts."

Suddenly, there was an anxious scratching sound not far away.

The two looked up, and saw that the Duke's split limbs were frantically trying to get out, as if they were going to find other parts to join.

The door was quickly scratched by them, and the overwhelming screaming sound poured in instantly.

It is more powerful than any shadow haunting.

This time not only the walls, but the entire castle was shaken.

Where they couldn't see, Gao Qi and Zhao Jiatong fought a bloody road to clear the way for everyone, escorting them all the way down from the third floor.

All the undead who had died tragically in the castle came out, stumps, spirits... attacking everyone wantonly with hatred.

"Why did you suddenly go crazy?!" Zhao Jiatong kicked one down.

Gao Qi said: "The Duke is about to die!!! 001 said he has a solution!!!"

"What? You believe him when he says there is a way?! How can he not go out of his way?" Zhao Jiatong literally yelled.

Gao Qi said: "Which time is he especially able to be controlled by others?! And what stand do I have to control him???"

Zhao Jiatong thought for a while and shut up.

Gao Qi said: "Trust him, I think his essence is actually quite reliable! Let's prepare the rest, let's not distract him!"

Zhao Jiatong said again: "Okay!"

They used to be from the army, knew the division of labor, and knew mutual trust.

"By the way, where is A?!" Zhao Jiatong remembered again, "How many hours have you been in the confinement room? Why haven't you come back?"

Gao Qi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly he wiped his face and said, "I have a bad feeling."

"what?"

"Those two have always been together."

We separated this time, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

What if one is bigger than the other?

After a while, the gate of the castle was knocked open, and a group of blood men also rushed in.

Even the churches came to join in the fun.

Some of the undead smelled the duke and the witch doctor, and rushed straight to the west tower like a beast following the meat.

The bedroom door was slammed open, and a large number of undead remnants poured in, heading straight for the two of them.

You Huo put away the knife, stood up and gave Qin Chen a hand.

"Calm down?" Qin Chen asked, sweeping away an undead.

Dream it.

You Huo cut three of them without saying a word.

Qin Chen wanted to say something more, but suddenly felt a chill in his body.

It's a weird feeling, like... some soul is pulling away, disappearing.

He grabbed You Huo, but it was bone touching bone.

Both of them were taken aback, as if they could see through the gloves and cuffs, the messy flesh and blood underneath.

"Stop watching, what are you going to say?" You Huo urged.

There were undead around him, Qin Chen said while dodging: "The Duke is dying, I can feel that he is dying."

You Huo frowned.

"If he is really dead, then no one will be able to kill the witch doctor." Qin Chen said, "I have to hurry up, otherwise the risk is really useless."

These words reminded You Huo.

His face was weird for a moment, as if he also had a guilty conscience.

In this way, the cold scowl just now couldn't last.

You Huo narrowed his eyes, threw out the stump that rushed over, and said, "Before I come, I also have a plan..."

Qin Chen was stunned for a moment, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the witch doctor surrounded by undead by the door.

He immediately frowned: "No!"

You Huo: "Who went crazy first? What position is there to say no?"

Qin Chen choked.

With You Huo's personality, he has to do whatever he wants to do, and he doesn't need to explain to anyone.But he looked at Qin Chen, and finally took out a piece of parchment and shook it out: "If the curse reaches a certain level, it is considered an undead."

Now that he is dead, are you afraid of another stab?

"No." Qin Chen was still resolute, he stared at You Huo and said seriously: "The undead are not allowed either."

You Huo looked back at him, and after a while, finally frowned and nodded: "It's up to you."

The undead smelled a little aftertaste of the Duke, and surrounded Qin Chen like crazy. For the first time, You Huo didn't help immediately, but went to the door and dragged the witch doctor over.

The screeching sound made people's eardrums ache.

Qin Jiuyun glanced at the witch doctor from the corner of his eye.

The other party looked really weak now, curled up and trembling slightly, like a seriously ill person.

Qin Chen stretched out his foot and kicked the witch doctor into the candle ring.

In fact, he has already figured it out. Now that he has obtained the immortality skill, he can change it twice if he can change it once.

The most adventurous thing is here, he wants to make an exchange with the witch doctor——

Before the Duke's soul was completely separated from the body, and the witch doctor's soul poured in again, he stabbed himself.

This is the easiest way.

Although the feeling of being squeezed by the soul is uncomfortable, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is dying, but it is only for a moment.

He already has experience.

In fact, he knew that the method Youyou said was really feasible, except for the instant pain and the sense of death approaching, it would not cause any substantial and irreversible damage.

But he still didn't want to agree.

The witch doctor entered the candle circle, and the candle flame rose instantly, shaking crazily as if feeling the soul.

And those undead also attacked more intensively, as if they felt empathy.

There was a blind spot in Qin Chen's vision for a few seconds.

He vaguely heard low voices, like inquiries in some kind of witchcraft ritual.

The hoarse voice made him feel cold.

The moment he swept away the undead, he put a hand on his shoulder, and then his hypothermic body suddenly approached, the neckline was a little damp, with the breath of a midsummer night thunderstorm.

"Examiner, is it raining outside?"

Such a sentence flashed through his mind.

A cold and hard thing was stuffed into Qin Chen's hand, it was the handle of the knife.

Immediately afterwards, the other end of the knife stabbed something.

A wandering and hoarse voice rang beside his ear, saying, "Don't try to go crazy a second time."

***

Gao Qi has not seen such a big fire for a long time.

The last time I saw it was many, many years ago, when I was in the army, disaster relief or something... I can't remember.

Since entering the system, he can't remember many things clearly.

The fire surrounded the whole castle, and the whole sky turned red.

Zhao Jiatong looked at him worriedly, wiped the ashes off his face and said, "How are you? Why are your hands still shaking?"

God knows how flustered he was when he came out of the castle.

He laid the firewood and poured the oil according to the division of labor, and rushed to the Duke's bedroom to ask for a signal, but saw A with a knife stuck in his chest, and Qin Chen hugged him with his elbow.

At that second, Gao Qi's heart almost stopped beating!

Fortunately, what Jiang Yuan said came true in time.

The witch doctor willingly lets the duke stab himself, and little by little all witchcraft begins to backtrack.

He watched helplessly as the bloodstains on Qin Chen and You Huo's bodies gradually shrunk, the rotten skin healed slowly, and the veins on the sides of their faces faded away little by little.

You Huo frowned, and opened his eyes again on Qin Chen's shoulder.

All the candidates evacuated the castle one after another, and moved to the periphery. The fire burned into the sky within a few minutes.

On the barren grass in front of the square, the blood clot curled up vaguely looked like a human being.They sat up slowly, looked at their hands and bodies, and looked up for a long time in a daze.

The light pierces through the black clouds, is drawn into straight and slanted lines, and falls down.

Those undead who are neither human nor ghost have been curled up in the cramped church for a long time, almost forgetting what the sky is like.

But this time, they don't have to hide, they can stand upright under the light, hugging it for the first time in a long time.

After a long time, a few people suddenly emerged from the flames, dancing and blowing the smoke from their bodies.

The sharp-eyed person screamed and shouted, "Zhang Pengyi???"

More people stood up and looked over in disbelief.

……

When almost all the candidates gathered around, two people stayed far away from the crowd.

At the end of the wild grass is a row of high iron fences, like the classical gates of a manor.Behind the fence was a thick mist, through which the proctor's hut at the top of Calton Hill could be seen.

But You Huo didn't pass through, he just leaned on the iron fence and watched the excited people under the castle from a distance.

After the soul withdraws, one will feel tired and sleepy.

He doesn't like to be noisy, and he doesn't want to hear exclamations and screams at this time.

He didn't want to move, and besides, there was another person releasing the low pressure.

Qin Chen has been sullen since he came out of the castle.

It was as if on the verge of an explosion, but was forcibly pulled back and pressed down dully.

In fact, wandering is the same.

He remembered Qin Jiu's adventures, and Qin Jiu remembered his, all of them held their breath, but they couldn't find any way to vent.

You Huo was a little unspeakably irritable.

The heart still beats fast, like the sequelae of an adventure.And sleepiness and exhaustion surged to the top of the head again and again, but the brain was extremely awake.

The silk shirt and breeches and boots on his body hadn't been changed in time, and the remaining blood still smelled of rust.

There was something sticking out in the pocket, Youzhao reacted, and took it out to have a look.

It turned out to be the cigarettes and lighter that Gao Qi gave him at first.

He usually doesn't smoke, but at this moment, he suddenly wants to refresh himself.

Qin Chen suddenly said, "Lend me one."

You Huo handed him one, then flipped the lighter, and lit it on his own.

The thin smoke is misty, almost connected with the mist behind, slightly spicy.

Youhuo closed his eyes in the smoke, but didn't inhale it.

I was about to pick it up and watch the cigarette burn slowly, but the person next to me suddenly leaned over.

Qin Chen stretched out his hand to trap the mist, and narrowed his long and narrow eyes in the mist.

With a cigarette between his lips, he lowered his head to the upstream smoke.

Red sparks flicker.

The shadow in front of him turned and retreated, Qin Chen stood up straight.

After a while, he picked up the cigarette, lowered his head and leaned over again.

You Huo pressed his back against the iron fence, and the mist passed through the gap, carrying an ambiguous dampness.

The previous worry and anger, the unspeakable depression and irritability in the heart, finally found an outlet at this moment.

The effect of the curse was dissipating, and the last piece of flesh on Qin Chen's wrist was completely healed.

The red warning light, which had been quiet for many days, flickered crazily at this time, and Didi's reminder was interspersed with the sound of breathing, which kept ringing.

Far ahead, there are crowds and fires.

Behind the mountain separated by fog is the invigilator's hut.

They kiss in warning.