For no apparent reason, there was another wave of nausea. It was as if I was isolated inside a transparent hood.

After a breath, Sun Yuan's voice seemed to be approaching quickly from a distant place and reached her ears.

"Qinshuang, what's wrong with you?

"What's going on?" Qin Shuang looked at Sun Yuan with some puzzlement.

Sun Yuan pointed to Qin Shuang's right knee and said, "What are you thinking?"

"Heart-to-heart?"

Qin Shuang looked stunned, looked down at his right hand, and it was empty. Then he saw the half-foot-long heart cone lying on the ground in front of his right knee. It seems that Qin Shuang fell to the ground when he was distracted.

Qin Shuang suddenly felt creepy, she clearly remembered that she had just thrown her heart cone, and she still remembered the sharp whistling sound that broke through the air in her ears. What made Qin Shuang's heart palpitate even more was that the voice that was talking behind him just now was definitely not Sun Yuan's voice, Fang Cai's voice was low and hoarse, and it trembled a little.

He took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, reached out and picked up the heart cone and said:

"Nothing happened, I accidentally dropped it. ”

"I'm back!"

Yu Guanting's voice rang out, and Qin Shuang turned his head to look, and saw Yu Guanting walking back with more than a dozen people carrying the split wood. Sun Yuan and Nian Gengju greeted them, began to light a fire, and put the packed demon beasts on the table.

Qinshuang's eyes flickered, and Yang Linglong said, "Senior, you just saw me throw the heart cone, right?"

"I don't know. Yang Linglong's voice sounded.

"Did you not see it, or did you not pay attention?" Qin Shuang's heart was a little furious.

"It should be...... I didn't pay attention to it. Yang Linglong's voice was a little hesitant: "I'm recovering, I didn't pay attention to the surroundings." ”

Qin Shuang fell into deep thought.

Did you really dream about it just now?

Her face became cloudy, and she was convinced that she must have thrown that heart cone, but how did she come back on her own?

"Sun Yuan!" Qin Shuang shouted.

"It's coming. Sun Yuan ran over and looked at Qin Shuang.

"You just saw the heart cone fall out of my hand?"

"Yes!" Sun Yuan nodded, "I walked up to you and saw the heart cone fall out of your hand." ”

"It's okay!" Qin Shuang said lightly.

"You...... Is it really okay?" Sun Yuanhu looked at Qin Shuang suspiciously.

"It's all right! Go barbecue. ”

Sun Yuan nodded, turned to leave, and Qin Shuang's expression instantly became extremely gloomy. What is it that can control one's memory?

If you control your memory, you don't throw the cone at all, you just let yourself think that you threw the cone, but in reality, the cone just fell out of your hand.

If you don't control your memory, you control Sun Yuan's memory. He did throw the heart cone, but it only made Sun Yuan think that the heart cone fell out of his hand.

But......

If this heart cone was really thrown, how did it come back?

Qin Shuang sighed, got up and went to the campfire, waiting for the barbecue to be roasted.

It was already completely dark, a crescent moon hung in the sky, and the wind became more and more violent, sending out a tsunami-like roar.

The bonfire was blown and swayed, and sparks were splashed everywhere.

The meat was already roasted, everyone ate happily, and Qin Shuang also ate a piece, and then he had no thoughts. After thinking about it, she finally released her divine sense and spread towards the village, she wanted to see what Dian Gongrong was doing.

Qin Shuang's divine sense quickly spread to the front of the courtyard gate, and then entered the courtyard gate, spreading towards the door of the room.

Then I saw that in every room upstairs and downstairs, there were monks there. Qin Shuang's consciousness swept away, and he came to a room where two people, Dian Gongrong and An Shicong, were sitting.

"Did you find that ghost?"

"Not yet!" Dian Gongrong began, "We searched every room, but we never found the ghost again. We are going to rest here for the night. You see, we're eating. ”

"You have to be careful, it's always weird. By the way, Senior Brother An, didn't you cast another spell to find that ghost?"

"Cast a spell!" An Shicong said, "But no ghosts have come out." There's no problem with you, right?"

"I don't know if that's a problem. Qin Shuang's tone was a little low, "Do you remember that heart cone?"

"Remember, what's wrong?"

"I threw it out. But it came back to my feet without me noticing. ”

"God doesn't know it?" An Shicong said in surprise: "Are you kidding?"

"I'm not kidding. ”

Qin Shuang said seriously. Then she got up from the campfire, and walked a few steps in the direction of the village, looking in the direction of the village, and in front of her was the gray and silent village, and behind her was the red bonfire, and the two dozen monks who were chatting and laughing warmly.

"I really threw it out, I believe my memory ......"

As soon as Qin Shuang's divine consciousness transmission said this, her mouth suddenly opened wide, her eyes were dilated because of the fright, and in her field of vision, she saw a familiar figure flying out of the small village frantically.

An over-the-shoulder recovery, an extremely pale face, a blue shirt, and a fairy sword in his hand. The whole person exuded an aura of extreme horror.

That's An Shicong!

He had blood on his body, frightened and embarrassed, and at this time he had already rushed out of the gate of the small village, and ran towards Qinshuang, shouting in fear:

"Qinshuang, run, it's coming after you. ”

"Qin Shuang, why don't you speak?" In the house in the village where Qin Shuang was shrouded, An Shicong said with a smile:

"Look, we got some mushrooms, so we didn't have anything to eat, even the wild mushrooms were so delicious. ”

Qin Shuang's consciousness clearly saw An Shicong and Dian Gongrong drinking mushroom soup, but his eyes saw An Shicong rushing towards her frantically, and for a while, he was terrified, and a chill from the tail vertebrae rushed up to the top of his head in an instant, and his entire scalp was numb.

What's going on?

Divine Consciousness...... Eye......

"Qinshuang, ...... Run......"

An Shicong seemed to be too seriously injured, or too frightened, and when he ran in front of Qin Shuang, he stumbled and fell backwards towards Qin Shuang.

However, Qin Shuang didn't dare to reach out to help him at all, but flew back two steps, she couldn't distinguish between An Shicong in her consciousness and vision, which one was real and that one was fake, and her expression was full of vigilance.

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