"I thought of a new possibility, we may have thought wrong, why are we so sure, Huainan must have died from the Concentric Curse?"

This is Su Lin's brother talking.

"Gotta make sure...... You brought the Living Corpse Pill with you, right? Brother Su Lin said again.

"With it."

This is Nam Ji-hyun's voice.

"That's okay, you said before that the soul of a person will not leave the body immediately after death, and it can be resurrected with the Living Corpse Pill."

"No, the Living Corpse Pill...... It is only useful to eat while she is alive, and of course there are other ways to keep her soul imprisoned in the body, but ...... But I don't know those methods, I know all the techniques I used when I was alive. ”

In front of Luo Huainan was a door, which was the gate of Su Lin Cave Mansion.

And where she stood was a hallway that she could see from the entrance, and she could see it from the entrance through the door.

Walking a few steps along this aisle, turning left will lead to the bedroom, and turning right is the bathroom and toilet, she now only needs to take three steps forward, and then turn left, and she can see Su Lin and Nan Zhixian.

But now she was hesitating whether to go in or not.

The most terrifying thing for her has happened.

She's dead.

And he died in front of Su Lin.

She had actually firmly believed that she was Luo Huainan, but now, she began to wonder if she was Luo Huainan again.

Isn't it strange that she thinks she is herself, but that someone who is dead is standing in another place in a good manner?

Luo Huainan raised her hands, these hands were no different from what she remembered, the clothes she was wearing were the same clothes she had worn before she died, although the fabric seemed to be a little thinner.

She can still vividly recall the terrible pain and extreme fear before she died just now.

At that moment, what she was most afraid of was not death, but that after her death, Brother Su Lin felt that it was not her who died, but an impostor.

After all, they made a concentric spell, if they were really Luo Huainan, they shouldn't die.

But is this an indication that he died...... Is he really not Luo Huainan?

Luo Huainan fell into deep self-doubt, as if she thought of something, she immediately pulled open her collar and looked at her chest, the small black mole on her left chest was still there, but the scratch on her nails in the middle of her chest from the shower last night was gone.

Immediately after, she touched the other parts of her body, carefully experienced it, and felt that there seemed to be nothing wrong, no matter how she felt, this was her body, at least she couldn't tell the difference.

But it's scary, it's really scary.

Luo Huainan tiptoed close to the bedroom, cautiously probed, and peeked inside.

She saw Su Lin squatting in front of her corpse, frowning as if thinking about a very serious question, while Nan Zhixian was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking uneasy.

She saw her body, and she was lying quietly on the ground, looking exactly like her.

When her own body was reflected in her pupils, an indescribable fear enveloped her, a fear that came from the eyes of others looking at her, and she knew that sometimes it didn't matter who she was, what mattered was how others saw her.

Although she thinks that she is Luo Huainan, in the eyes of others, she may be just a thief who stole Luo Huainan's identity, especially Brother Su Lin, if Brother Su Lin also thinks so, what should she do?

Luo Huainan stared at her corpse, just looking at that familiar face, she felt cold in her hands and feet.

But when she saw Su Lin's expression, she suddenly calmed down again.

Although he looked more expressionless, she felt that he was sad and regretful.

Luo Huainan took a deep breath, slowly took a step, and walked into the bedroom.

……

Su Lin looked at Luo Huainan's corpse, but still didn't think of what to do.

Now his only thought was to wait for Tianzun to come back and ask Tianzun if there was any way to resurrect Luo Huainan.

Tianzun must have a way, but Su Lin's intuition told him that even if Tianzun could resurrect Huainan, it would never be possible to help him, and this time he might be the only one to figure out a way.

Just when Su Lin was at a loss, his shoulder was tapped hard, Su Lin looked up at Nan Zhixian who patted him on the shoulder, only to see the other party's eyes wide open, staring at the door in shock.

"What's wrong?"

Su Lin followed Nan Zhixian's gaze and was also stunned.

At the door stood Luo Huainan.

"Huainan?"

Su Lin looked down at the corpse, then looked up at Luo Huainan, and looked back and forth several times before he was sure that he was not hallucinating.

It was indeed Luo Huainan who was standing in front of him, that was to say...... The one who just died is a fake, isn't it?

Luo Huainan's waist was straight, his fists were clenched tightly, what he was ready to say a moment ago, he forgot it in an instant, and finally spit out only a fluttering "um" word.

Su Lin stood up, his mind was also a little confused, he stared at Luo Huainan for a while, then looked at the corpse on the ground, and then gently kicked the corpse's calf with his foot: "Do you know what's going on?" This demon seems to be impersonating you...... But it seemed to have some serious illness, and even took the initiative to ask to make a concentric spell with me, and committed suicide. ”

Hearing this, Luo Huainan's head began to sweat, and his palms became slimy.

She felt as if she could try to lie to him now, but should she deceive him?

In the end, Luo Huainan decided to tell the truth.

"Brother Su Lin...... I...... I just died...... But, but I don't know how it could be? Luo Huainan stammered.

The atmosphere in the room fell into an eerie silence that was suffocating, and it was hard to breathe.

The three of them endured this strange atmosphere for a long time, and finally it was Nam Zhixian who broke the dead silence.

He jumped up from the side of the bed, walked to the center of the two, opened his arms and said, "There is a problem!" Master Dao, I think there's something wrong with this! I think we'd better go through the whole thing from start to finish now.

What did you say just now? What do you mean when you say you've just died? Does that mean this corpse is you? ”

"I, I don't know." Luo Huainan's voice trembled, and his shoulders began to tremble uncontrollably.

She felt dizzy, scared and scared, and the heart in her chest was beating so fast that she couldn't breathe.

"I'm Luo Huai Nange...... I'm really Huainan, really. She began to hypnotize herself.

After the impact of this huge accident, Su Lin's thinking was a little sluggish for a while, but after a short adjustment, his chaotic brain gradually cleared up, and his thinking became sharp again.

He looked at Luo Huainan, and then set his eyes on Nan Zhixian.

After quickly combing through the encounters so far in his mind, Su Lin instantly grasped the most suspicious and critical details.

Su Lin pointed at Nan Zhixian, and said in a cold tone: "The problem is on your Yang Dan!" What did you resurrect? …… Bah! It's you who turned Huainan into something! ”

"Returning Yang Dan? It's no problem to return Yang Dan! We have made a spell in front of the righteous third master, I can't fool you! Nan Zhixian hurriedly explained.

Su Lin's eyebrows furrowed even tighter, because he knew that Nan Zhixian was not lying.

Nan Zhixian can't fool him, otherwise his soul will be gone.

But what's going on now?

Nan Zhixian stood in place for a while, and suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Oh oh oh! ”

Su Lin looked at the other party silently, waiting for Nan Zhixian's next words.

"Maybe, I mean, maybe...... There was indeed a problem with the Yang Dan, but I thought it was okay at the time, so I gave it to Luo Yatou, and it was because of this that the concentric spell was not triggered.

But this is only a possibility, and the problem is not necessarily in Huanyang Dan. ”

Nan Zhixian carefully adjusted his tone, trying his best to make his speech sound frank and credible.

Su Lin put down the hand that was pointing at Nan Zhixian, looked down at Luo Huainan's corpse again, and didn't know what to do next.

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.