The two followed Lu Lie's guidance to the mouth of the wall, pushed open the secret door and took a look, fortunately, the headless corpse inside was still there, not like Lu Lie's fantasy. The cannibal owl was bold, followed the dim light to the corner of the wall, grabbed the head on the ground that was kicked open by Lu Lie, and looked at it, his pupils shrank into two points.

"Even if it has been air-dried for so long, judging from the shape of the face, it is Yang Wei's head......"

"It's just, how could Yang Wei's corpse appear here?

"What is Yang Wei's connection to the Tree Country?"

"If this is the real Yang Wei, then what is it that has been with us all along?"

Lu Lie put forward a hypothesis: "Could this person be Yang Wei's father, or the twins' brother or something?" In short, he looked very similar to him, but after his face shrank, he was even more unrecognizable. ”

Yang Wei's face was a little ugly, but he still muttered and denied: "My father died when I was very young, I watched his body be cremated, and it is absolutely impossible for him to appear here inexplicably." Moreover, I don't have any twin brothers. ”

Lu Lie subconsciously took a step back and looked at Yang Wei with the eyes of a monster: "Yang Wei, how should you explain this time?"

Yang Wei slowly sat on the ground, his eyes gradually blurred. "I don't know...... his voice began to tremble slightly, and there was a hint of great pain hidden, "I really don't know anything. How could I see my own corpse? Strange things happened when I passed through the space-time wall in the Lost God City, and it still is. It's so weird......"

"Yang Wei, come here. The cannibal beckoned to him, "The face can deceive, but the human head can't." Each person's head has a unique shape that will not change even after many years. Let me touch your head, and I will know if this body is yours or not. ”

At this moment, Yang Wei was in a daze, and his spirit was completely in a trance. As soon as the cannibal called him, he walked over consciously.

Looking at Yang Wei's back, Lu Lie moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but finally held back. What can't touch the head, according to the ruthless character of the cannibal, Lu Lie suspected that he wanted to deceive Yang Wei when he was unsuspecting, he slapped Yang Wei's head and let him go to the Western Heavens.

Lu Lie was about to say something to stop Yang Wei from going over. But I struggled inwardly for a moment, but I still didn't speak. After all, after such an eventful season, it is difficult to say whether the decision of the cannibal to kill Yang Wei was right or wrong. What's more, there are too many mysteries about Yang Wei, and everyone has been giving him a chance along the way, but he has never said it.

I have done my best to him.

This person shall not be kept.

Yang Wei lowered his head. The cannibal reached out and pressed Yang Wei's head and rubbed it gently. Lu Lie watched from the side, not saying a word. Maybe in the next second, with a slight force on the cannibal's fingers, Yang Wei will be the second headless corpse in this room.

After all, they are comrades-in-arms with each other, and they have been born and died for so long. Lu Lie couldn't bear to watch and closed his eyes.

Time slows down as if it's frozen.

I don't know how long it took, but I heard the old voice of the cannibal owl coming: "I can tell you with certainty that this corpse is yours." You are exactly the same as his head, and there can never be two identical heads in this world...... Even if there is a skilled craftsman who deliberately makes a skull like yours, it is impossible to fake and deceive the old man in some details. ”

Lu Lie waited for a long time, but he didn't hear the crisp sound of bone cracking. He opened his eyes in some surprise to find that the cannibal had raised his hand, and Yang Wei had also stood up.

Just let Yang Wei go?

Is this still the style of a cannibal?

However, the most surprised person present was not Lu Lie, but Yang Wei, who was judged to be dead at this moment. He held his own head, looked left and right for a long time, and didn't know what Yang Wei felt in his heart at this moment. After all, he may be the first person in the past to stare at his own corpse.

Yang Wei threw away the body and suddenly knelt on the ground, just holding his head. His shoulders and arms trembled slightly. It seemed to be very painful.

Suddenly, his brain seemed to be out of control, and countless memories poured into his head like a flood of time and space. The voices of countless people and countless scenes passed by one by one. The amount of information was so amazing that it almost broke Yang Wei's head.

"Dead ...... Dead ......"

He lay on the ground in an eerie posture like a cramping shrimp, and some meaningless syllables popped out of his mouth.

"Dead ...... Dead ......"

"I ...... I...... I ......"

"I'm not...... Not me...... I ......"

"Dead...... He's dead...... They're all dead......"

Lu Lie no longer paid attention to the poor man. He passed him and walked over to the headless corpse still sitting in its place.

The corpse of Yang Wei was dressed in a silk covered with thin ash, and held a scroll of scriptures in his hand.

Lu Lie tugged twice before tearing the scroll from the hands of the deceased Yang Wei. He opened the thin book and looked at it, and there were some extremely twisted, ghostly drawings.

"What are these things?"

Lu Lie glanced at it and felt a little dizzy, so he immediately closed the scripture that Yang Wei had been holding on to before he died, and threw it aside.

Suddenly, a strange feeling spread throughout Lu Lie's body.

It felt like he had eaten the fruit of the giant tree for the first time in Zhushi Town, oh no, a hundred or a thousand times happier than that, a wave of energy like the sea poured into Lu Lie's body, not only sweeping away the exhaustion and pain of his days, but also giving him endless strength, making him feel reborn as if he had been reborn.

Every inch of Lu Lie's bones in his body began to rattle.

He felt his hands full of strength, and his hands were clenched into fists, as if air could not escape his palms.

The spiritual world inside begins to have a singular resonance.

"What's going on? what's going on?" the big black bull, who had been sleeping gloomily in his body, also felt this strange power and shouted loudly.

The flames symbolizing the Rose Tiger, Huang Huang Huang, Iron Turtle, and Ice Python began to tremble violently, showing signs of early recovery.

"That's it...... The power of the words of the gods?"

At that moment, Lu Lie finally understood why the cannibal had to find these words.