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Wait a moment!

Lu Qingya's wife took a step forward, looked directly at Li Ang, and said, These are just your guesses, aren't they?

Since the Nightmare Tapir has the ability to create such a large-scale ghost domain, how can you guarantee that this idea is produced by yourself, not instilled in you by the Nightmare Tapir?

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if Qingya dies, you still don't know whether Huangquan will continue.

On the contrary, Qing Ya is dead, and the rest of the people together are definitely not the opponents of Nightmare Tapir.

She came from a noble family, and her understanding of strange monsters was no less than that of ordinary monks, so she immediately caught the loophole in Li Ang's plan.

Then how does Madam know that the idea of ​​questioning me was born by yourself, not instilled in you by the nightmare?

Li Ang also asked back, Such a dialogue is meaningless. There is only one question now, whether to implement it or not.

After all, he looked at the pocket watch in his hand again, the hands of the pocket watch were still turning smoothly.

He looked down at his watch, and there was another commotion in the hall.

Many people secretly glanced at the expressionless Lu Qingya,

Indeed, if according to Li Ang's plan, Lu Qingya commits suicide, makes the nightmare retreat in the face of difficulties, and releases the ghost domain, it will undoubtedly be in the best interest of others - the real living people don't have to die, and they don't have to bear the terrible consequences of killing their relatives and friends .

But is this realistic?

Lu Qingya is a Candle Sky Sorcerer, as long as he wants to, he can completely slaughter everyone on the scene, including the subsequent nightmare that pretends to be a living person.

In the end, he was the only one left in the whole ghost domain, and then he would be able to confront the nightmare, and wait for the nightmare to end the ghost domain on its own.

The atmosphere is undercurrent surging, and everyone has their own thoughts.

Ang'er, if you say these things, don't you think that Mr. Qingya is being unkind and unrighteous?

Mother Cui Yi couldn't help pulling Li Ang's clothes, and whispered: Is this really good? Will it be dangerous?

Cui Yi used to be a lady, not a village woman who didn't understand the world.

This is a ghost domain isolated from the world. If Lu Qingya is forced to kill Li Ang regardless of the demeanor of his predecessors, the outside world will not know.

Mom, I have a sense of proportion.

Li Ang shook his head. He was still carrying the last protective talisman given to him by the head of the mountain. He was not afraid to turn against Lu Qingya, and he didn't think Lu Qingya would be so shallow.

The opponent, like himself, is thinking about the real way to break the situation.

Li Ang thought for a while, checked the time on his pocket watch at 12:10:45, stepped forward, and asked Chen Wanyi, Priest Chen, where are the things?

Chen Wanyi was confronting his Taihao Mountain companions at the moment, wondering if the rest of them were nightmares.

Hearing Li Ang's question at this moment, he turned his face slightly, frowned and said, What is it?

Props for Nightmare Tapirs.

Li Ang said in a deep voice: Since Cardinal Juyu knew that the nightmare was about to be born, and sent you to look for it, it is impossible that there was no targeted preparation.

This is a first-class monster, an existence that even monk Zhuxiao can trap. If it were placed in another country, Mount Taihao would definitely organize an elite team to hunt it together and try every means to capture it.

Because the nightmare appeared in Yu country, Taihao Mountain couldn't make a big splash and dispatched monk Zhuxiao to come, so they sent Chen Wanyi and others.

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Chen Wanyi's complexion changed, and he wanted to refute, but was interrupted by Li Ang: The nightmare has read your memories, and all the nightmares created are monks with a sea of ​​energy.

This means that your death rate will be much faster than mine.

When you are dead, I can still find props by looting your corpse. And you and your companions will not only die in vain, but also be unable to complete the tasks entrusted to you by Mount Taihao.

Chen Wanyi's face changed again and again, the other party was right,

Since all the people in my group are monks, the Nightmare Tapirs created nightmares that are all monks in order to be reasonable—this means that the speed of extracting life force and spiritual power is much faster than other groups.

Priest, absolutely not!

A monk of the Inquisition House shouted: Even if we die, we cannot live up to the cardinal's expectations of us!

Shut up and die meaninglessly to live up to the cardinal's expectations.

Chen Wanyi interrupted his subordinate, turned his head and said to Li Ang: In the long poem of prophecy, there is indeed the origin and weakness of writing about nightmares.

It was born in ancient times, not a self-aware monster, more like some kind of natural disaster. Like thunder, torrential rain.

The Shang dynasty found it, knew its harm well, enshrined it, or sealed it in bronze,

Keep it asleep through long bloody sacrifices.

With the collapse of the Yin and Shang Dynasties and the decline of the Zhou Dynasty, the nightmare was able to get out of trouble, and in the twelfth year of Duke Huan of Qi, a large-scale change occurred, causing countless deaths and injuries.

At that time, the nations did not know the existence of the nightmare, so they recorded it as a plague.

The last record of the nightmare in history comes from the Mohists—they seem to have found the broken bronze vessel that once imprisoned the nightmare, restored it, re-sealed the nightmare, and placed it in a place isolated from the world.

The twelve years of Duke Huan of Qi.

Li Ang immediately realized that the twelfth year of Duke Huan of Qi was also the 20th year of Duke Zhuang of Lu. At that time, a plague broke out in Qi State, and the aftermath of the epidemic spread to Lu State. to follow.

Therefore, Taihaoshan knew what kind of disaster the nightmare would cause, and never thought of notifying Yu Guo to reduce the disaster loss, right?

Li Ang cursed Taihaoshan's sinister intentions in his heart, nodded and said, What's the way to seal the nightmare?

Use this thing.

Chen Wanyi took out a long bronze box from his bosom, took out several slender and narrow copper needles engraved with characters, and said in a deep voice: This is the crime-removing nail of the Zhenfu Department. Between the eyebrows, piercing a specific part of the skull can eliminate sins and make people extremely peaceful.

It is the court's last mercy to those sergeants who are unfortunate enough to be infected by demons.

At the same time, the karma removal nail can also block the ability of certain demons to manipulate the mind.”

Ang'er, if you say these things, don't you think that Mr. Qingya is being unkind and unrighteous?

Mother Cui Yi couldn't help pulling Li Ang's clothes, and whispered: Is this really good? Will it be dangerous?

Mom, I have a sense of proportion.

Li Ang shook his head. He was still carrying the last protective talisman given to him by the head of the mountain. He was not afraid to turn against Lu Qingya, and he didn't think Lu Qingya would be so shallow.

The opponent, like himself, is thinking about the real way to break the situation.

Li Ang thought for a while, then glanced at the time on his pocket watch.

Wait, twelve fifteen?

He froze in place suddenly.

The time on the pocket watch jumped forward by four minutes.

No, it should be said that the nightmare deleted his memories of these four minutes! Turn everyone's memory back to four minutes ago!