I looked at Xiaowei in amazement, and an idea popped into my head, could she have been caught by that weasel?

But if you think about it carefully, it's impossible, the weasel's true body has been eaten by Hongtu, and his soul has long been gone.

"Xiaowei, you're here, what are you eating?" My voice slumped.

Xiaowei's eyes were stunned at first, and then gradually calmed down.

She stared at me, the corners of her mouth twitching unconsciously.

Then, he raised his hand: "Sister, I caught a pheasant for Brother Fuyou!" ”

She smiled at me, but she didn't know that at this moment, her teeth, between her teeth, were all bloodstained.

I looked at Xiaowei, is she a demon?

The thought came to me, and then, then, I thought that when she crossed the triple gate, she vomited a carriage.

At that time, I thought she was too frightened, and she was dangling by the carriage, so she vomited, and now looking at her appearance, I can almost conclude that she is a demon.

I took a step back, but my eyes remained on her.

In my mind, I kept thinking, isn't it, Xiaowei is dead, and now, is someone wearing her face?

No, it's impossible, although she has been alone with Xiaowei for a short time these days, she can be regarded as a fluent answer, knowing everyone I say.

The dough can be changed, but the memory can't be changed.

I stare at her, memory? Memory?

This word immediately reminded me of the statue of the native man that I pinched with Beilin.

The native statue has all the memories of Du Xiaowei.

She and Du Xiaowei are exactly the same.

But the statue should have been burned, right?

"You, you, you're a native statue?" I stared at "Du Xiaowei" in front of me and asked.

"Xiaowei" was stunned, blinked at me with those big watery eyes, and looked at me.

"Sister, what are you talking about? What natives? I don't understand? She pretended to be innocent.

And this sentence made me even more sure that the person in front of me was definitely not the real Du Xiaowei.

How could Xiaowei not know about the earth statue?

In order to clear up the relationship, she actually said that she didn't know about it?

"What do you want to do?" I stared at her.

"Sister, I just want to catch this pheasant for Brother Fuyou." She looked at me and smiled.

"Don't come here!" I immediately pulled the dagger out of my sleeve and aimed it at her.

Moreover, his mind began to carefully recall what Shen Beilin had said before, and he seemed to say that as long as he said those two words, this native statue could immediately "quiet" down and listen to the dispatch.

"Sister, you're so strange today." She was still moving closer to me.

"Return to the soul!" I shouted at "Xiaowei".

Yes, the Stygian Lynn did tell me that if the dead thing has living energy, it will be difficult to control, so when he burned the Eight Characters of Birth, he cast a spell on it, as long as he said the word "return to the soul", the earth statue would immediately obey the order

As soon as Du Xiaowei heard these two words, she immediately let go of her hand, and the pheasant fell to the ground, while she raised her hands, covered her head, and then let out a painful snort. 33

"Uh-uh!" She grabbed her hair, then tilted her head to look at me.

"Haven't I learned? Yes? Why? Why can you see through me? The skin on her face seemed to twitch.

Isn't that right? Before, after the Beilin shouted "Return to the soul", the native statue was obedient.

But now, "Xiaowei" seems to be going crazy.

"You're not Xiaowei, where is Xiaowei?" I asked, staring at her.

"Sister, I'm Xiaowei, we're no different?" As she spoke, she spun around in front of me, behaving in an extremely strange way.

"You're a native figure! You're a dead thing! Say, where is Xiaowei? What did you do with Xiaowei? I stared at her, and suddenly I felt terrified of thought.

Xiaowei's mother died, and Xiaowei buried her mother overnight, but both Dr. Cao and Beilin said that her mother's life was not over.

So, is Xiaowei's death also related to the local statue in front of her? The real Du Xiaowei, should too?

"Did you kill Xiaowei?" I stared at her.

She looked at me with a frowning willow brow, with a hint of anger in her expression.

"I've learned a lot of the same! I'm Du Xiaowei, can't you just treat me as Du Xiaowei? She stared at me and asked rhetorically.

"I ask you! Did you kill Xiaowei! I looked at her and yelled.

Annoyed, she suddenly stretched out her hand to me, and I raised the dagger and slashed at the back of her hand.

She abruptly withdrew her hand again, and then began to ask, "Didn't you say that?" Me and her, exactly the same, no difference! But in this world, there can only be one Du Xiaowei, so why can't it be me? ”

"You're a dead thing, you shouldn't be alive!" I stared at her, and my steps continued to retreat.

"You brought me back to life, didn't you? You are the ones who gave me this breath, but you didn't let me live? Do you want me to die for that Du Xiaowei? Since I am in a great calamity, then I want this identity! After she finished speaking, she approached me again: "Sister, I wanted to get along with you, I thought that after the matter is over, I will work with Brother Fuyou to be a pair of fairy couples!" Why are you debunking me? If you hurt me, you want to kill someone? ”

She said, shaking her head.

I immediately turned around and ran the way I came.

"Don't run!" She yelled at me.

"Return to the soul!" I hurriedly called again.

The native grunted in pain, but it didn't stop.

I think that the real Du Xiaowei is dead, so this spell is useless to her.

There was a "snap", and there was a sound of stamping on tree branches in front of me, and immediately after, I saw the float and the grand plan.

"Floating, quick?" Before I could shout, the statue behind me began to cry.

"Woooooooooooo Woooooo ”

She cried loudly, and the floater turned pale, and immediately looked at the native figure, and I hurried and pulled the floater back.

"Float, she?" I'm going to debunk her identity.

"Brother Floating, actually, I'm a native statue! I'm just a statue of a native made by Shenjun and Sister Xiyan. She actually opened her mouth and told the story.

Floating stared at the figure in amazement, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Brother Fuyou, I'm sorry, I, I, I wanted to tell you for a long time, but, you've been in a coma, I don't know, how to speak, I really don't know, how to say this, I'm afraid that after you know that I'm a native statue, you won't like me!" When she finished speaking, she began to cry again.

This cry can be described as grief-stricken, and even when I listen to it, I feel "miserable".

It's just that her bloody appearance has been deeply ingrained in my mind, and I won't be deceived by my performance at this moment.