Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

"Yes, I understand. Fourth Brother, follow me."

The black-clad guard called the black-clad guard behind him, who was called "Old Four", and the two of them carried the black-clad guard on the ground on their backs.

"What do you want me to do? It's impossible that you just came to chat because you were lonely and couldn't sleep at night?" Changle asked, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.

Li Mo said bluntly, "I'm afraid that if you all die tonight, I'll be the next one to be killed. So I'm reminding you to stay in my room for the night. Given the current situation, it's safer for all the living to gather together."

"My compartment is safer than yours."

Li Mo didn't bother to add interjections, and what he said was direct and clear without any unnecessary explanation.

My room is safe. If you die, I will die too, so come and guard my room.

It’s just that simple.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Changle walked in, took some luggage, and followed Li Mo.

Two guards in black carried the other two on their backs and walked towards Li Mo's room.

On the way back, Li Mo's eyes were fixed on "Old Four".

This strange behavior attracted Changle's attention. She was also a sharp-minded person and noticed that Li Mo seemed to have noticed something he had missed.

Li Mo thought quickly.

Before restarting, he opened the wing room and found five ghosts inside, five old cat ladies.

This means that before half past ten, the old lady cat entered the wing and assimilated everyone into the same old lady cat as herself.

The old cat lady can only focus on one person at a time, so it is impossible for her to kill all the members, so there must be another ghost helping her.

There were five people, four black-clad guards and Changle, no more, no less, and no extra ghosts in the crowd.

But this does not mean that there is no second ghost. Instead, the second ghost is likely to disguise itself as one of the five people and delay the others while the old cat lady is assimilating the target.

In the end, everyone was assimilated, which led to the scene he saw when he finally entered the room.

Then what he has to do next is very simple.

Find the ghost disguised as a human and find a way to suppress it.

Li Mo stared at "Old Four" intently. His walking movements were quite stiff, a bit like he was still asleep, or a child who had just learned to walk, staggering.

A top martial artist actually walked crookedly, with an unstable lower body and disordered steps.

It doesn't make sense no matter how you think about it.

"Mingyue, do you still remember..."

Changle wanted to ask Li Mo if he still remembered her, but Li Mo covered her mouth with one hand, signaling her to be quiet.

"Your guard has been possessed by a demon."

"If you become a demon, you must be killed."

Li Mo leaned over and spoke into Changle's ear.

When Changle heard the news, he didn't quite believe it at first.

Rather than trusting Mingyue, who believed that the jade pendant had a reaction, it would be better to trust the death warriors that he had raised since childhood. At least they still listen to him now.

Moreover, just now, the jade pendant was shaking even more violently.

Changle put her hands on her waist and held down the jade pendant to prevent Mingyue from noticing and snatching it away.

However, Changle did not completely ignore Mingyue's words. She observed carefully and found that the assassin's movements were indeed a bit stiff, as if his true energy was disordered and he was possessed by a demon.

Is there something wrong with your cultivation?

Although this kind of obsession is irreversible, it still takes some time to completely lose yourself.

If it’s fast, it will take two or three days; if it’s slow, it will take half a month.

Persevere for three days. Even if one of the death warriors is possessed by the devil, it doesn't matter. Wait for the other two death warriors, three death warriors plus yourself, and you can easily control the possessed death warrior.

Chapter 17 The unknown past

Therefore, Changle did not take Mingyue's hint to heart.

Everyone should have their own judgment and should not easily trust anyone without sufficient evidence.

"It's normal for us warriors to go astray in our cultivation. Don't worry, as long as you don't overuse your Qi, you still have half a month to become completely possessed."

Changle twisted her slender fingers towards Mingyue and spoke seriously.

Li Mo was silent for a while, took out his cell phone, and put his other hand around Changle's slender and delicate neck, which was as white as a jade bottle, and roughly lifted her chin.

He pinched her jaw between his thumb and index finger.

The cold words rang in Changle's ears: "He is already dead, and the demon is inside him."

Li Mo narrated the facts.

Changle refused to accept the loss and broke free from Li Mo's restraints, stubbornly responding, "Where's the evidence? You can't let me lose a soldier just based on your own subjective assumptions, right?"

"Show me the evidence and I'll do it myself."

Changle acted very strong, even though she knew that all of them combined were not enough to defeat Mingyue with one hand.

Including the fact that she was able to break free, Mingyue had no intention of suppressing her by force at all.

Obviously, Mingyue is not the kind of unreasonable person. The assassins can die, but they cannot die for no reason. Otherwise, who would be willing to work for the royal family?

This is what she was taught since she was a child.

Changle was actually still a little timid in his heart, but when he thought about the fact that Li Mo had shown mercy to them before, he must have some use for them.

So the negotiations can continue.

"Okay, if you want evidence, I can give it to you."

Li Mo pointed to the dark screen in his hand and explained, "This thing in my hand can emit light. As for the principle, I don't want to explain it. You just need to know the result."

"But the brightness isn't very bright. Now I'll put it behind you and turn it on. Tell me, if your assassin is an ordinary living person, can he detect it?"

Ordinary warriors...

Changle curled his lips. He had practiced martial arts hard all his life and became a first-class warrior in the martial arts world, but in Li Mo's mouth, he was just an ordinary living person.

Not even a warrior?

Mingyue doesn't care about her status at all...

Changle sighed and quickly replied, "Of course not. Their eyes aren't on the back of their heads. Besides, you put this thing behind me. It's impossible for a normal person to see what's beyond their sight."

"If it's really not bright as you said, then I can guarantee that the assassins won't be able to detect it."

Li Mo nodded. "You're right. Living people can't detect it, but the dead can. The dead use their 'special eyes' to observe things."

"They are particularly drawn to lights in the dark."

Having said that, Changle vaguely understood Mingyue's intention.

living person...

dead……

So calling the dead soldiers living people before was just an example?

What else does he know? Why does he even know the way and logic of the dead?

How could a living person possibly know how a dead person sees things? Besides, aren't dead people just dead people? How can someone who's dead still see things?

Changle shook his head, there were too many things he didn't understand in his mind.

For a moment, she couldn't make sense of it. This information was a secret that she had never seen before.

After waking up, Changle whispered, "You want to use this faint light to determine whether my assassins are alive?"

"If any of them turned back instantly, it would prove that they were already dead. The reason they are still alive and walking is because a demon has invaded their body and disguised themselves as a normal person."

Li Mo said "hmm" softly, agreeing with Changle's words.

"But what is the demon's purpose? Since it has obtained the body of the dead soldier, why doesn't it attack us?"

"Because it wants to get into the next occupied compartment. If it gets in, we won't make it through the night alive."

"..." Changle pursed her lips, with a faint desire to test the waters in her heart.

If what Mingyue said was true, then if he lived with the demon day and night, he would be killed at any moment.

Mingyue emphasized this so much, so he must have made some discoveries.

The eyes of living people can only see the front. The dead man walked in front, and she and Mingyue walked behind, two meters away.

If the light intensity is not enough, you will definitely not be able to see the light behind you...

A small test can eliminate hidden dangers to the greatest extent, which is very cost-effective. She has no reason to refuse.

"There's no time. Your opinions and decisions are no longer within my consideration. I have to get rid of it immediately. I absolutely cannot let a...demon enter the room where I am." Li Mo picked up the strange pistol and pulled the safety bolt.

The assassins were less than ten meters away from his room. If he delayed, something might happen, so he had to fight quickly and decisively.

Changle said hurriedly, "I agree with your decision. If the lights come on and he turns back instantly, I will have another assassin control him, and then we will work together to kill him."

"it is good."

Li Mo and Changle turned sideways and gathered around their phones.

The power button was pressed, and instantly, the phone lit up with a faint light...

"I want to see whether what you said is true or false..."

Changle glanced sideways, and before she could finish her words, she saw a strange head staring at her.

The body of the dead man was facing the wing room, moving forward continuously, but his head was turned to the back, his eyes were wide open, and his face was pale, like a withered corpse that had been dead for a long time.

"Kill the fourth one!" Changle shouted loudly.

The black-clad guard who received the order was very surprised and subconsciously grasped his spear, but did not act immediately.

The four of them grew up together and were as close as brothers. Even if Changle gave an emergency order, it would not be enough for him to take action immediately.

"Your Highness, are you kidding?"

"Why..."

The black-clad guard turned around and asked curiously, then turned his head to look at the fourth man beside him, but received an "unexpected surprise".

He saw the fourth brother with his neck twisted into a knot, his face distorted and his expression extremely painful.

"Damn it!"

The black-clad guard reacted immediately and reached out to lift the fourth brother's mask, only to find that his entire face had turned into that of a completely unfamiliar man.

Just when the black-clad guard realized that the person in front of him was not the fourth brother and was about to kill him.

The next second, the fourth brother's skinny black hand grabbed the wrist of the black-clad guard.

A sinister "chuckle" sound came out of his mouth.

The black-clad guard wanted to escape, but was surprised to find that he had no control over his body, and the consciousness in his mind was pushed and squeezed by another memory and consciousness.

"boom!"

The sharp sound of gunfire pierced the silent night, and the blue-purple netherworld fire burned the ghost hand.

"Don't get touched while looking him in the eye."

After Li Mo dropped a sentence, he immediately closed his eyes and rushed forward, took off his shirt to wrap Gui Ya's left hand, mobilized all his strength, and smashed it hard on the ghost's head.

With a "crack", the neck sounded broken.

The fourth brother, who was invaded by the ghost mural, had his head exploded instantly by Li Mo's sudden punch, and his brain and blood splattered all over the ground.

Changle covered his mouth, and before he could go forward to help, the battle was over?

Mingyue's speed and strength were far beyond her imagination.

"Is it over?" Changle couldn't help but ask.

"It's still very early." Li Mo's expression remained solemn as he took several steps back.

He knew very well that weirdness was not so easy to deal with.

Li Mo took out a strange pistol and shot at the assassin whose limbs and eyes had touched before.