Faced with the two Zhao Haos constantly revealing their own scandals, for a time everyone was unable to tell who was telling the truth and who was lying.
They could only focus all their attention on Fang Xiu, hoping he could make an accurate judgment.
Fang Xiu looked at the two identical Zhao Haos and, without a second thought, immediately took out a scalpel.
The two Zhao Haos were immediately terrified. They knew very well that Fang Xiu was the type to kill without hesitation. Their panic stemmed from the fear that Fang Xiu had mistaken them for someone else and killed them instead.
The two were still frantically trying to prove that they were telling the truth.
But the next second, whoosh!
A flash of silver light.
Outside, a scalpel was inserted directly into Zhao Hao's neck.
"Brother Hugh, you..."
With a thud, Zhao Hao, who was outside, collapsed, his face filled with horror and disbelief.
Zhao Hao, inside the coffin, cheered with joy.
"As expected of you, Hugh! I knew you could recognize me!"
Shortly after Zhao Hao collapsed outside, his body underwent a transformation. His flesh and blood disappeared as if devoured by something, leaving only a skeleton.
The skeletons were exactly the same as those found in the previous coffins.
Everyone was secretly amazed by this scene, not expecting that Fang Xiu could distinguish the real from the fake at a glance.
They watched with great curiosity as Fang Xiu calmly put away his scalpel.
I'm very curious how the other party made such an accurate judgment.
"Brother Xiu, how did you tell I was the real one?" Zhao Hao asked as he climbed out of the coffin.
Fang Xiu calmly said, "I couldn't tell the difference between the real and the fake. He was just closer to me, so I killed him."
With the ability to rewind after death, he never needs to make choices, because if he makes a wrong choice, he can start over.
It seems he got lucky this time and made the right choice.
Zhao Hao's excited expression instantly froze on his face.
Everyone was slightly taken aback, some not quite understanding.
Just because they were close, they killed them?
Thank goodness they killed the right person; if they had killed the wrong person, wouldn't that have been...?
"Brother Xiu, you're so funny. You must be joking, right? You can definitely tell he's an imposter." Zhao Hao laughed.
“I know, that’s what you’re thinking. Logically speaking, the outside world is probably real, but you’re going against the grain. You think the strange thing can’t be that simple and might be a deliberate misleading act, so you killed the imposter from the outside world, right?”
Fang Xiu glanced at Zhao Hao, who was deep in thought, and calmly nodded: "You're right."
Zhao Hao believed him and said excitedly, "As expected of your brother Xiu, you actually thought of the same thing as me!"
The other spirit masters were not as naive as Zhao Hao. For some reason, they felt that Fang Xiu's initial statement about killing those nearby was the truth.
Looking at Fang Xiu's calm expression, they strongly suspected that Fang Xiu was the kind of cold-blooded, emotionless person who didn't care whether he killed the right person or the wrong one. If he killed the wrong person, he would kill both of them.
“Now that the source of the strange phenomenon is dead, let’s hurry to Putuo Temple,” Cheng Xinyuan suggested.
He didn't want to stay in this gloomy graveyard forever.
So the group headed towards the gate again, only to find themselves back at the same cemetery.
There are even dozens of graves that have been dug up in this cemetery.
Everyone's faces turned deathly pale.
Someone exclaimed in panic, "What on earth is going on! Wasn't Weiqi killed?"
Suddenly, a series of thumping sounds echoed from the eerie graveyard...
The dull sound of tapping on a wooden board.
The sound was exactly the same as the sound Zhao Hao had made when he knocked on the coffin lid earlier.
"What's going on! Is someone still locked in a coffin? Doesn't that mean another monster has infiltrated our ranks?" someone said gravely.
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately distanced themselves from those around them, their movements swift and almost simultaneous, as if they had rehearsed the entire event.
Fang Xiu ignored the crowd and walked toward the source of the noise.
The group followed, and saw that the sound came from a grave. The tombstone read, "Tomb of Shen Lingxue".
Shen Lingxue's expression immediately changed.
Everyone looked at Shen Lingxue warily, each preparing to attack.
"I am not a monster! My power is fire, and monsters cannot use my power." As Shen Lingxue spoke, she stretched out her palm, and a ball of blazing, bright flame appeared in her hand.
But the crowd remained vigilant and kept a close eye on her.
At this moment, Fang Xiu manipulated his silver hair to directly open the coffin.
The person lying inside was indeed Shen Lingxue.
Shen Lingxue in the coffin immediately got up. After seeing Shen Lingxue outside, her face darkened, and she raised her hand to strike with flames.
Shen Lingxue, not to be outdone, began to clash with flames.
Boom boom boom!
Clusters of flame collided and exploded in the air, scattering sparks and waves of heat.
Everyone quickly spread out to avoid the flames.
The power of their flames was evenly matched, resulting in a stalemate.
"Stop." Fang Xiu's calm voice rang out.
The two Shen Lingxue immediately stopped as if receiving an order.
The two women remained silent and looked at Fang Xiu, seemingly waiting for his explanation.
Fang Xiu naturally did not hesitate at all.
Whoosh!
A flash of cold light appeared.
In the outside world, Shen Lingxue had a scalpel inserted into her fair neck.
Thump!
Shen Lingxue, who was outside, fell straight to the ground, and soon her body turned into a skeleton.
At this point, the crowd noticed something amiss. Someone remarked, "It seems this strange phenomenon has the ability to pull people into coffins without their knowledge, and then it will conjure up an identical person to blend into the group."
Cheng Xinyuan shook his head: "This shouldn't be considered strange; to be precise, it's the power of a nightmare."
We're in a nightmare's realm of ghosts; this must be its doing!
As one of the heads of the underground black market, Cheng Xinyuan naturally knew more secrets than others.
"Let's try again," Fang Xiu said, then led the group to the gate, but they still couldn't get out of the graveyard.
He had a vague guess in his mind that the reason he couldn't get out was most likely because there were still some strange things that hadn't been resolved.
If Zhao Hao and Shen Lingxue could be buried in a coffin without anyone noticing, then there's no reason why others couldn't be buried the same way.
We might have to solve all the strange occurrences before we can get out.
So he immediately gave the order: "Everyone follow me and immediately find the graves with your names on them."
Upon receiving the order, everyone immediately launched a thorough search.
Soon, Fang Xiu saw Liu Shuai's tomb.
The fat man in the group turned pale upon seeing this.
“Hugh… Hugh, you have to believe me, I am the real one, the one in the coffin is fake.”
The crowd subtly surrounded the fat man, ignoring his explanations.
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