I heard someone talking and was slightly startled.

If nothing appears on the Death Scroll, then what is the point of Wuxian Town Ghost and God releasing a blank sheet of paper?

Zhu Xiaoyu said: "Search the area to see if there are any marks left by ghosts and gods?"

After a while, someone shouted: "Here it is."

Someone dug out a stone slab from the place where the sorcerer fell into the ditch, and it was written on it: "Someone fell here and died."

Zhu Xiaoyu said: "This stone has been buried here a long time ago."

"This is the place designated by ghosts and gods for people to die."

Zhu Xiaoyu means: Any place marked by ghosts and gods, someone will definitely die.

Look now, wherever the ghosts and gods designate, someone will definitely die.

Taoist right and wrong said in a low voice: "This method of designating the place of death doesn't seem so magical."

"The deceased lost control of his emotions after seeing himself standing on the opposite side and jumped from the place where the stone slab was buried."

"If there were no antecedent of 'people are on the opposite side', there would be no consequence of the other party falling to death."

"Rather than saying that the other party is using fate to kill people, it is better to say that the other party is using plot to kill people."

"This doesn't look like a fortune teller's technique!"

Zhu Xiaoyu said: "This is the most terrifying technique of the life master. It is even more terrifying than the life-cutting technique of the half-life path."

"At least, the life-cutting technique requires seeing the opponent to kill him."

"In the place of death, you only need to leave a mark engraved with the prophecy to kill people. In the place of death, there is no specific target, and the caster does not need to stay here all the time."

"Wuxian Town, we may be in trouble every step of the way."

I said in a deep voice: "No matter how difficult it is, you have to enter. Be careful on the way."

Zhu Xiaoyu said: "Get ready to enter the town. Don't panic when something happens, stay calm. If you really can't handle it, call your companions."

"Group three, cover each other, and enter the town!"

Zhu Xiaoyu's men reorganized their formation and tentatively advanced towards Wuxian Town.

The terrain of Wuxian Town in front of me is not complicated. There are only two areas, the east and the west, and in the middle is a long street big enough for four carriages to drive side by side.

From the moment you enter Wuxian Town, you can immediately see the street intersection behind Wuxian Town.

As long as we can walk through this street, we can go directly to the prison camp behind Wuxian Town.

When I stepped on the blue bricks on the street, I could hear a shrill cry of ghosts in my ears. It seemed that what I was stepping on was not bricks and stones, but the heads of innocent souls.

I subconsciously looked between my feet, and what I saw were bloody ruts.

Back then, there should have been Wuxian Town first, and then the Prison Camp.

Only large quantities of stone, wood, and even prisoners were transported through Wuxian Town to build prison camps in distant places.

Wuxian Town is most likely the place where the workers who built the prison camp temporarily lived.

However, this place is too far from the prison camp. Could it be said that those workers have to walk five or six miles every day to build the city, and then walk back to Wuxian Town to rest?

While I was thinking about it, I heard someone say: "It seems we can't go back."

When I turned my head and looked behind me, the street we entered was already blocked by two houses.

The doors of the two houses are facing the town entrance, and all we can see is a back wall with no doors or windows.

When Ye Yang and I looked at each other, the latter whispered: "There is a mechanism formation here."

Zhu Xiaoyu said in a deep voice: "Go over and have a look alone."

A warlock responded. When he walked to the back wall, he suddenly turned his head and looked at his companion: "Why are you on the eaves?"

Out of spirit?

There is a folk saying that before a person dies, his soul has already left and is waiting near his home. When ghosts come and take the soul away, the person will die with him.

When I was not studying art, I heard a personal experience told by a friend.

He said: When he was a child, his grandmother was seriously ill, and the family stayed in the house to take care of her at night. He ran outside the door to urinate, and saw his grandmother sitting on the chicken coop in the yard.

He went back to the house and called his father: Why is my grandma sitting on the chicken coop? Please call her back quickly!

As a result, his father dragged him into the house and told him not to talk nonsense.

His father went into the house to prepare the funeral arrangements for his grandma, and his grandma left that night.

After he grew up, he heard someone say that at that time, his grandmother had already left her soul and was sitting on the chicken coop waiting for ghost messengers to come and take her away.

This kind of saying also exists in the art world.

In the view of the warlock, there must be a reason for the soul to come out of the soul. Either the person is speechless and wants to tell his family something, so he comes out of the soul. Or the person has some inspiration while he is still alive, so he comes out of the soul to see the road first.

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This kind of thing is more common among warlocks who have died.

But I have never seen a living warlock come out of his soul!

When I looked up, the person being called over there was already panicking: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm standing still, how can I get out of my soul! The top of your head..."

When everyone looked up at the same time, they saw a tile on the eaves hanging sideways in the air.
Chapter completed!