Chapter 670 Deadly Disguise
As soon as Wu Xian said this.
The two women's faces suddenly changed.
Fan Qingyue immediately stepped back and looked at Zhong Xiuwen in shock: "You are actually a fake. So, I felt something was wrong with you a long time ago!"
"No, I'm not, I..."
Zhong Xiuwen waved her hands anxiously, trying to defend herself, but she stammered and couldn't even utter a coherent sentence.
Fan Qingyue had a serious expression on her face and pressed Zhong Xiuwen step by step.
cough!
Wu Xian interrupted Fan Qingyue's questioning, pointed at her and said, "Don't think about shifting the blame anymore. The person I suspect is actually you."
Fan Qingyue looked puzzled, then angry, pointing at her own face and loudly asked, "Are you talking about me?"
"Yes, that's you."
Wu Xian nodded in confirmation.
"I actually saw the bodies of five relatives, but I only told you about four. I didn't tell you about the body of Han Yu, but you said you also saw Han Yu!"
Fan Qingyue hurriedly explained herself: "You just said that the corpse we saw might be fake. If there is one fake corpse, there might be two fake corpses. This does not conflict with your conjecture."
Wu Xian was immediately surprised.
This evil creature's mind is surprisingly quick, and it's not a crude disguise.
Seeing that Wu Xian was still full of doubt, Fan Qingyue suddenly felt as if she was humiliated. Her face turned red and she became agitated.
"You're still doubting me!"
"How have I offended you? There are countless evil spirits hiding here. Do you have to fight among yourselves here? Since you can doubt me, I can also doubt you!"
"Stop it, there is no end to this mutual suspicion..."
Fan Qingyue was still defending herself passionately, but Wu Xian had already lowered his head and his voice became low.
"Yeah, you can doubt me, so..."
Whoosh!
Two streams of scorching flames burst out from the rubber soles of Wu Xian's two safety shoes.
Fan Qingyue wanted to continue the debate when she saw Wu Xian rushing in front of her with sparks. His handsome face was full of ferocious murderous intent and his sharp fangs were exposed, making him look like a bloodthirsty zombie.
A piece of jade-colored human leg bone slipped out from the wide sleeve of Wu Xian's right hand. He raised the bone pickaxe with one hand and smashed it down towards Fan Qingyue's face without mercy!
Just as the sharp toe bone was about to pierce Fan Qingyue's eyes, Fan Qingyue suddenly dodged Wu Xian's attack.
Wu Xian resumed his standing position and looked at Fan Qingyue: "So, we'll know who is the real one after a fight!"
At this time, the white fluorescence on Fan Qingyue's body turned into a faint green fluorescence. His mouth was full of sharp fangs, his nails were sharp and terrifying, and his figure was as elusive as a ghost. He stood two meters away from Wu Xian, letting out a hollow and weird laugh, and slowly retreated, trying to hide in the darkness.
Wow!
Suddenly, Fan Qingyue's face changed drastically.
She looked down and saw a long chain wrapped around her legs. The rustling sound was made by the chain, and the other end of the chain was held in Wu Xian's hand.
Whoosh!
Wu Xian pulled hard with his left hand, and Fan Qingyue's body lost balance. At the same time, Wu Xian launched another attack, swinging the bone pickaxe in his right hand.
puff!
With the tremendous force, half of Mrs. Bai Gu's foot was completely submerged in Fan Qingyue's face!
Wu Xian pulled out the mattock, and Fan Qingyue fell on his back.
But before her body hit the ground, she suddenly twitched violently, and her limbs propped up with their joints twisted, and she crawled towards the terrified Zhong Xiumen.
But she had just crawled two steps when Wu Xian pulled her back.
"Say, thank you Madam White Bone!" Wu Xian rode on Fan Qingyue with a ferocious look on his face and hit her hard with his pickaxe. All the flesh and bones were pierced by Madam White Bone's toes. Blood splashed on Wu Xian's face with every hit, making his cat-toothed face look even more hideous.
After several attacks, the fake Fan Qingyue's body was no longer in human form and could no longer move. Wu Xian stepped on her face with his burnt soles and let out a long sigh.
"Ah... I finally feel comfortable!"
In fact, it had long been determined that Fan Qingyue was fake.
Even if he continued to argue, he was confident that he could use words to tear apart the fake Fan Qingyue's disguise.
Wu Xian had worked with Fan Qingyue before and knew some of Fan Qingyue's habits and life details. In addition, she did not have the horsewhip she had obtained from the previous worship of gods. The biggest flaw was that when Wu Xian pinched her hand, she only showed anger but no pleasure.
But this fake Fan Qingyue was so eloquent that even if he continued to question her, she would definitely have something to refute. Wu Xian was too lazy to continue wasting his breath, so he just took action.
After entering this blessed land, Wu Xian has been walking on thin ice. Starting from the fall from that room, he encountered the bodies of his teammates one after another, which made Wu Xian even more nervous.
After meeting the fake Fan Qingyue and venting his anger on her, Wu Xian finally felt refreshed.
Wu Xian tore off a relatively clean piece of cloth from the fake Fan Qingyue's body, wiped the blood off his face, and looked at Zhong Xiuwen standing beside him.
Zhong Xiuwen was already frightened by the sudden fight. She sat on the ground with her legs shaking. She asked Wu Xian in a trembling voice, "Is she a ghost?"
Wu Xian nodded.
She raised her voice and said, "Doesn't that mean I've been traveling with ghosts all along?"
"Well, that's right."
Zhong Xiuwen rubbed her hair frantically and shouted meaninglessly, seeming to find it hard to accept this reality.
Wu Xian threw the rag in his hand away: "Don't cry so quickly, I haven't ruled out your suspicion yet."
"Fan Qingyue is a ghost in disguise, aren't you?"
Zhong Xiuwen froze and burst into tears instantly.
"I'm not a ghost, don't kill me, don't kill me..."
From Zhong Xiuwen's perspective, Wu Xian did not follow the usual steps of suspicion-questioning-confirmation, but instead just killed people directly after he had his suspicions.
Wu Xian scratched his head in distress. He was able to quickly identify Fan Qingyue because he knew the real Fan Qingyue, but it was not so easy to identify Zhong Xiuwen.
"Well, I'll ask you three questions, and if you can answer them, then you're real."
"Where do you live?"
"What talisman do you have in your hand?"
"Yesterday in the crack cave, there were three kinds of food: meat, plant tubers, and small animals such as bats and mice. Which one did we eat?"
These three questions correspond to the real world, the elements of worshiping gods, and what happened before falling into this dark space. If Zhong Xiuwen can answer them all, she should have no problem.
Zhong Xiuwen was speechless for a moment, looking a little confused.
Wu Xian frowned: "Hurry up and tell me, don't waste time!"
Zhong Xiuwen grabbed her hair and cried, "Don't rush me. My mind is in a mess right now and I can't think of anything. Just give me a little time, just a little bit..."
After thinking for a while, Zhong Xiuwen's emotions finally calmed down. She raised her head and looked at Wu Xian seriously.
"I live in Building 7 of Hongyuan Community. I have a double-send card in my hand. The day before yesterday, we ate bats and rats..."
(End of this chapter)
