In her spiritual sense, An Shicong and Dian Gongrong were drinking mushroom soup, making a snoring sound. Qin Shuang's spiritual sense could even see the expressions of enjoyment on their faces. But in her vision, An Shicong in front of her was full of horror and covered in blood.

"An Shicong, what's wrong with you?" Yu Guanting and others stood up from the campfire and ran towards this side. Qin Shuang reached out to stop Yu Guanting and others, looked at An Shicong with caution and said:

"How do you prove that you are An Shicong?"

"Damn it, he's obsessed with it again!"

An Shicong took out a talisman and released it. The talisman released a colorless fluctuation, and a low whisper sound was produced in the fluctuation. It could be heard, but could not be heard clearly, and it was full of mystery.

Just as the talisman was released, Qin Shuang saw An Shicong in his spiritual consciousness and said:

"Qin Shuang, why don't you talk anymore? What's wrong?"

However, the sound was not An Shicong's voice at all, but a hoarse and low voice mixed with a hint of trembling.

"It's that voice!"

Qin Shuang's whole body was tense and took two steps back. Her eyes were tightly locking An Shicong in front of her. It was not that she had encountered similar situations, but that was all in the illusion array. And where did the illusion array come from in front of her?

"Damn, which one is true?"

The situations seen and the sounds heard in the spiritual consciousness seemed to be false in An Shicong in the village, but who can guarantee that An Shicong in front of him is real?

He just released a talisman. Who knew that An Shicong's voice in the village was not changed by that talisman?

Qin Shuang's eyes kept looking at An Shicong opposite him up and down, but he could not confirm that the person in front of him was real, because in his spiritual sense, An Shicong in that village was also real.

"What evidence do you have to prove that you are really An Shicong?"

Qin Shuang asked in a voice, and the words said made the monks such as Yu Guanting behind her suddenly become nervous.

"Clang!"

Yu Guanting sacred a spear, pointed at An Shicong opposite, and shouted in a voice:

"Who are you?"

An Shicong smiled bitterly and said, "I am really An Shicong."

Speaking of this, he looked back at the village uneasyly, then turned around and looked at Qin Shuangshuang:

"We once met the half-step immortal king of the demon clan in the void..."

He briefly told the previous story, and Qin Shuang's expression was slightly slower, because An Shicong told all the things that really happened.

"Where is Dian Gongrong? What about those more than a hundred cultivators? Dian Gongrong is the third level of the Nine Heavens Xuanxian. If you can escape, why didn't he escape?"

"I don't know!" An Shicong shook his head with some depression and said, "After entering that house, we separated. After I entered a house alone, when I came out again, to be honest, I no longer know if Dian Gongrong I saw again was Dian Gongrong, including those monks."

Qin Shuang frowned and said, "Then how did you get hurt?"

"The ghost suddenly appeared, and I started fighting with her. I shouted Dian Gongrong and others to help, but they didn't seem to notice that I was fighting with the ghost at all. What should I do or what else to do. When the ghost was fighting with me, it emitted a fluctuation. I knew that it was a ghost skill called Ghost Enchantment. Now I don't know whether Dian Gongrong and others were controlled by Ghost Enchantment, or were they simply the illusion that rose in my heart?"

Qin Shuang's brows frowned even tighter, and a hint of irritability arose in her heart.

The wind became heavier and heavier, blowing up the gray dust on the ground, and the whole world seemed to become gray, making people feel unreal.

"Crack..."

A flash of lightning flashed in the sky, illuminating the space and making An Shicong's face pale in the lightning.

"Qin Shuang, let's leave and go back to the camp to meet with the immortals." Sun Yuan's voice was trembling.

Qin Shuang narrowed her eyes and looked at the small village a hundred meters away. The entire village was shrouded in gray. In the strong wind, the gray dust swirled, making it even more mysterious.

"Qin Shuang, let's go back." An Shicong said with an extremely uneasy expression.

Qin Shuang looked at An Shicong's eyes, and his spiritual sense was still shrouded in the room in the village, and he thought for a while:

"Gunting!"

"Huh?" Yu Guanting's spear tip was still pointing at An Shicong and responded without looking back.

"You all use your spiritual sense to explore the house and tell me, what have you seen?"

"good!"

More than 20 monks including Yu Guanting spread their spiritual sense out, and soon arrived at the gate of the courtyard, and then enveloped the house.

Qin Shuang's spiritual sense still enveloped Dian Gongrong and An Shicong in the room.

"Um?"

Qin Shuang's heart thundered violently. In her spiritual sense, the figures of Dian Gongrong and An Shicong suddenly faded, and then disappeared.

"An Shicong, Dian Gongrong!"

Qin Shuang's spiritual consciousness echoed in the room, but there was still no response, and there was no trace of human being. Qin Shuang's spiritual consciousness quickly expanded and spread the entire house from the room. However, at this time, the more than one hundred monks disappeared and could not find any trace.

"how so?"

"Dian Gongrong, An Shicong!"

Qin Shuang's spiritual consciousness fluctuated throughout the house, but there was still no response.

Qin Shuang withdrew his spiritual sense and looked at Yu Guanting and others. Then, he saw that Yu Guanting and others had also retracted their spiritual sense and were looking at Qin Shuang blankly. Seeing Qin Shuang looking over, they all shook their heads and said:

"No one was seen."

"boom……"

On the other side of the hillside, a loud noise came, and the power emitted was emitting afterwards. Everyone couldn't help but turn their heads suddenly, and Yu Guanting said in horror:

"Qin Shuang, the sound comes from the other side of the camp."

Qin Shuang frowned tightly, and Sun Yuan said again: "Qin Shuang, let's go back."

Qin Shuang looked down at the heart in her right hand, remembering the scene where she threw it out before and came back for no reason, a hint of anxiety arose in her heart. Qin Shuang suddenly felt that if she left like this, this hint of anxiety would keep entangled in her heart, and would magnify and become her own inner demon.

"Clang..."

Qin Shuang put her heart into the storage ring, pulled out the Linglong sword with her backhand, and walked towards the village with great strides:

"I'm going to go in and have a look."

"Qin Shuang, Linglong Sword cannot be used casually, it will be possessed by the devil." Yang Linglong's voice appeared in Qin Shuang's consciousness.

"The ghost has no blood, so it won't make you into a devil."

The two spiritual senses of Qin transmit sound, and the pace is constantly.

"Qin Shuang, you..." An Shicong and Sun Yuan spoke almost at the same time, with trembling in their voices.

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Thank you very much to Hengzhu Blossom (100), a gust of wind, and a reward for studying hard (100)!

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Chapter completed!