I looked at the white paper covering the trench and turned to Wang Xiaohuan: "How do you know this is the Death Scroll?"

Wang Xiaohuan looked at me inexplicably and said, "Li Po, what's wrong with you? Didn't you tell me just now that this is the Death Scroll?"

"Why are you asking about me all of a sudden?"

At this time, Ye Yang also said: "I also heard about the Death Scroll from Wang Xiaohuan."

Feng Ruoxing nodded and said, "Me too."

Wang Xiaohuan became anxious: "It was obviously Li Po who said that."

Wang Xiaohuan can’t lie, but why do we hear Wang Xiaohuan speak?

Zhu Xiaoyu said at this moment: "I heard my senior brother talking about the Death Scroll."

Right and wrong Taoist said: "I heard the commander talking."

Zhu Xiaoyu's expression changed slightly and she said, "Who did you hear explaining just now? Tell me the truth."

"I heard the commander talking."

"I heard the Taoist priest explain."

"..."

Zhu Xiaoyu's men stood up one by one, and their targets were focused on four people: me, Zhu Xiaoyu, Wang Xiaohuan, right and wrong Taoist.

Zhu Xiaoyu said: "It seems that the explanation we just heard is the same, but the speakers are different."

"That is to say: none of us have seen the Death Scroll, but we all think someone might know about it."

"For example, I believe that my senior brother knows what the white paper represents? So, I heard my senior brother's voice."

"Some of my subordinates think that I can see through the mysteries on the white paper. So, they heard my voice."

I have to admit that what Zhu Xiaoyu said makes sense.

When I saw the white paper paving the floor, I didn't know why. The first person I thought of was Wang Xiaohuan.

Wang Xiaohuan is proficient in witchcraft. In my mind, I think Wang Xiaohuan can recognize the origin of this white paper.

So, I heard Wang Xiaohuan’s voice.

The same is true for Ye Yang and Feng Ruoxing.

Zhu Xiaoyu's subordinates trust her, so naturally they hear her voice.

The ghosts and gods of Wuxian Town gave us a warning before they showed up.

The ghosts and gods in Wuxian Town can control destiny and perceive the future.

No wonder even someone as powerful as King An would not dare to enter Wuxian Town casually.

I said in a deep voice: "Let's go into Wuxian Town!"

I tentatively stepped on the white paper placed on both sides of the trench. The white paper only trembled slightly and withstood my weight.

I walked step by step along the white paper to the opposite side of the ditch and stopped. When I looked back, there was no writing on the "Death Scroll".

When I raised my head and looked across, I was suddenly startled.

I saw myself standing just across the ditch.

What's even more weird is that I clearly remember that I was the only one who desperately got involved in Wuxian Town, but there were already people standing around me.

Zhu Xiaoyu's men and members of the Two Realms Hall all stood by my side at some point.

On the opposite side of the trench was the same group of people, standing on the edge of the trench in the same posture, clearly preparing to step on the fatal scroll and cross the trench.

I whispered: "When did you come here?"

Ye Yang said: "When you come here, we will come."

My heart sank suddenly: "Who is that on the other side?"

Ye Yang raised his eyes and looked across: "Where is there anyone on the other side? Only King An and his men are over there."

Ye Yang's voice deepened and he said, "What did you see?"

Before I could speak, I heard someone shouting: "Why didn't we come over? Why are we all standing opposite?"

"The ones we came here are Hun'er!"

"Otherwise, how could you step on the white paper and not fall down?"

"Look, the footprints on the paper are so shallow. We must be ghosts walking over."

"No, we have to go back. If our souls don't return to our bodies, we'll all be gone!"

If the Death Scroll we stepped on just now was just an ordinary piece of white paper, then there would be nothing wrong with that person.

Qinggong masters can ride the wind for a short period of time, but this distance is very limited. Even top masters cannot step on a piece of paper and walk more than ten meters away.

Unless that person has reached the level of Land Flying Immortal.

That kind of person only exists in legends.

However, ghosts can walk across trenches on paper.

In particular, newly dead ghosts still have a certain weight and will leave footprints when walking on the paper. The footprints on the scroll of death are only shallow, which shows that they are the traces of new ghosts.

This is not nonsense. There is a custom in Northeast China of scattering ashes or incense ashes at the door after the death of a deceased person.

The next morning, relatives get up early and take a look at the ashes. If there are footprints on the ashes, it means that the deceased has returned. After returning home and taking a quick look, they can see that the home is safe and they can leave with peace of mind.

Ghosts within the first seven can also leave footprints. After the first seven, unless the ghost comes to seek revenge or has trouble with someone, and deliberately lets you see the footprints, it will not leave any traces for you.

According to what that person said, isn't it as if we have been pulled out of our souls by a blank sheet of paper?

The warlock's words made everyone's hearts tremble.

But before anyone could react, the man rushed out from the edge of the trench.

But before he could take the second step, the man fell into the ditch. When his companions came to rescue him, the man had already disappeared.
Chapter completed!