Wang Shan's heart shook for a moment, and she soon realized that what she was experiencing in front of her might not be true, but she had lost her ability to discern, and the more panicked and scared she was, the more she couldn't tell the truth from the fake that happened here.

In this place, there are a lot of strange things that do not seem to be logical, but strange things happen in a reasonable state of affairs, and the more you believe it, the less true it is; The more you don't believe, the more you are the truth.

That is to say, it is very likely that Uncle Liu in front of him is the real Uncle Liu, and there has been no such thing as Uncle Liu sleeping in the coffin from beginning to end, and it is still himself who has the problem.

Although I don't know if there are ghosts and monsters in this world, the strange things that happen here are obviously happening in their own illusions, and the invisible hostility seems to want these illusory panics to attack them, and if they will die, they will also die in such panics, and there is no real damage.

Thinking of this, Wang Shan realized that what she really couldn't believe was actually her own eyes, and what was doing it should be the corpse on the coffin bed, and if she wanted to get rid of all this, she had to cover it with a red carpet.

Wang Shan was ruthless to herself, regardless of everything that happened around her, and ran to pick up the red carpet. I was just about to walk to the position of the coffin bed, but when I turned around, I suddenly saw that the coffin bed behind me was gone......

This is a bit embarrassing and embarrassing, at this time everything can disappear, but the red carpet and coffin bed cannot. But since she knew that it was all an illusion, Wang Shan could only rely on her previous position to move forward, thinking, she simply closed her eyes.

The coffin is not big, the coffin bed is in the center of the coffin, even if it is invisible, but the location is not difficult to determine, Wang Shan walked in the established direction, and the position of three or five steps really hit something, and when he opened his eyes to see, he saw that the coffin bed appeared again.

It's just that the coffin bed is not sleeping with dry bones or Uncle Liu, Wang Shan sees it really, on the exquisite jade bed, a woman who is exactly the same as herself sleeps on it, her eyes closed, and her serene demeanor is a bit distracting.

"It's all a delusion!"

Wang Shan looked at herself, then lifted herself, and shook the red carpet to cover her. But at this time, Uncle Liu's voice came from the open space, and he shouted eagerly: "Don't do this......"

If putting the red carpet back on the red carpet is the solution to everything, then it is reasonable to encounter obstacles in the process of doing this, as long as you are unmoved and stick to your position to do it, no one can stop you. And right now, the red carpet is about to be covered in the coffin, what else can stop her?

It was almost ironclad to talk about things, but at this moment, Uncle Liu ran over with a backpack in his arms and looked at the coffin bed and then at Wang Shan, and swallowed his throat in horror: "You are sleeping on the coffin bed now, once the red carpet is on, you will never be able to get out again." ”

Wang Shan was stunned, and she was really a little shaken.

Although I didn't believe this, I didn't dare to make an arbitrary judgment. After hesitating for a moment, Wang Shan looked at herself sleeping on the coffin bed in front of her, and felt ridiculous. She is obviously standing here, how can the person on the coffin bed be her?

Wang Shan thought to herself: This trick is too exquisite, knowing that I have discovered the clues here, I used such a trick, do you really think that I will believe that I am sleeping in a coffin bed now? If so, then who am I?

Thinking of this, Wang Shan felt funny at the same time, and subconsciously glanced down at her body, and she was stunned at this look, and only now did she realize that she was wearing Pan Ying's clothes.

"What? Am I Pan Ying? ”

Wang Shan thought so, but found that this was absolutely impossible, it must still be an illusion, no matter how outrageous the situation was, it would not turn herself into another person! If so, then where is Pan Ying now?

Although she thought so, the more she hesitated, the more Wang Shan couldn't make up her mind, and her hands holding the red carpet trembled a little.

And immediately after, Uncle Liu said to her again: "Don't you still understand? Pan Ying was already dead after being hit by the stone hammer King Kong, and all we saw after that was an illusion. When you first came to cover the red carpet, you left yourself on the coffin bed, and then the soul walked back to support Pan Ying, occupied her body, and borrowed her body to complete this red carpet with the spirit of the Zoroastrian fire worshipper, once you covered the red carpet, she will be resurrected in your body......"

"Resurrection of a corpse?"

Wang Shan muttered to herself, thinking that when she just walked to the coffin, Da Kui called her eldest sister to herself, could it be that from that time on, she became Pan Ying?

The more she thought about it, the more scared she felt, and hurriedly took the red carpet back.

Seeing this, Uncle Liu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then immediately urged Wang Shan to burn the red carpet, so that the spirits of the Zoroastrian saints on the red carpet would no longer exist, and the danger that happened here would naturally be self-defeating.

Wang Shan nodded, looked left and right, and found that there was no lighter, then his eyes fell on the backpack held by Uncle Liu, and stretched out his hand: "Zhiqiang's bag has a lighter, give it to me." ”

Uncle Liu was stunned for a moment, inexplicable: "What is it?" What do you want that? ”

Looking at Uncle Liu in front of her, Wang Shan was a little speechless, thinking to herself, why didn't Uncle Liu even know what a lighter was?

But after thinking about it, I was a little more suspicious.

How did Uncle Liu know all this? From his point of view, what I see now should be Pan Ying, how did he know that Pan Ying's body contained Wang Shan's soul? And if Pan Ying had died a long time ago, why hadn't he found out before, but now he realized it and figured out the ins and outs of the whole thing? This is clearly unconscionable.

The more she thought about it, the more complicated it became, and Wang Shan began to wonder who she should believe, and which method was correct?

Wang Shan fell into contemplation and a kind of loneliness, she had never had this feeling of being alone, and found that the people around her were not enough to trust, and the more people who believed, the more problems existed.

Looking at herself sleeping on the coffin bed, she couldn't even figure out who she was, and the key to the current verdict was on the person on the coffin bed. If she were herself, she would have something or something about herself.

Thinking about Wang Shan, she remembered that she still had half a box of mint slices in her pocket, which was bought at the store in the scenic spot, because of the high price, it has always been a matter of lingering.

So Wang Shan hurriedly went to check herself in the coffin, and when she touched her pocket, she found the half box of mint slices. This seems to be enough to show that Uncle Liu's is true, Wang Shan on the coffin bed is himself, but he is Pan Ying, this fact is too difficult to accept!

And this kind of soul shelling and possessing her spare process, why don't you feel it at all? It doesn't hurt or itch.