I studied beheading in a mental institution

Lin Qiye froze in place.

"What did you say?"

"Fake! They are all fake!" The soldier's bloody palm grabbed Lin Qiye's wrist, trying to pull him behind him, and swung his other hand violently, chopping off a feather. Lin Jun's head.

The Habayashi soldier stared at his round eyes, his head rolled to Lin Qiye's feet, blood stained the ground.

"Why do you say they are fake?" Lin Qiye asked with a frown.

"Can't you see?" the soldier stretched out his hand and asked, pointing at the corpse of the Habayashi Army on the ground.

"See what?"

"He turned into a monster! It's the kind of monster that looks like a willow branch that I saw in the mountain stream!" After the voice fell, the soldier suddenly raised his foot and stomped hard on the corpse of the Habayashi army.

When the corpse was completely bloody and bloody, Lin Qiye still couldn't see anything like the restrained monster. Just as he was about to speak, several roars came from behind him:

"Kill all these monsters! Chang'an cannot fall into the hands of monsters!!"

"Swear to protect His Majesty!!!"

"Master Hou is still in the palace, save Master Hou!"

"Monsters... the city of Chang'an is full of monsters!!"

"..."

The dense figures smashed through the defense line of the Habayashi Army, and in the reflection of blood and fire, they frantically poured into Chang'an City, like a group of bloodthirsty wolves.

Several soldiers rushed into the city, shouts of terror came from the houses in the square, they turned their heads suddenly, "there is also the sound of monsters there!"

They rushed to the door and kicked the door open. The exclamation inside became more and more chaotic. Several people huddled in the house, their faces pale, and the cries of babies resounded through the street.

The soldiers held blood-stained weapons, their eyes widened, and they laughed and said:

"Do you think I won't recognize you with these skins on?!"

"Come on! There are still a few here!"

Several soldiers rushed into the room, blood spattered, the candles in the room fell to the ground in a burst of rummaging, and the raging fire ignited from the room!

The shrill howling and begging for mercy gradually stopped, and the soldiers covered in blood dragged a few corpses and walked out slowly. The ferocious bloodstains were dragging across the ground, reflecting a shocking scarlet in the firelight.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!!"

Hearing the movement next door, a middle-aged man ran out of the room in horror. Seeing these figures covered in blood, his face paled with fright, he turned around and ran away!

The next moment, a figure rode a fast horse across the street, a cold spear swept across, and the man's head was thrown high...

"I killed another one!!" The soldier stabbed his head on the tip of the spear, raised it high, and shouted with his head held high.

One after another, screams came from all over Chang'an. As the [-] troops rushed into the city, the whole city was stained with blood, and it was still spreading in all directions at an alarming speed!

"Are you crazy?! Where is the replacement monster?!"

Seeing this scene, Lin Qiye angrily strangled the soldier by the throat, then stepped on the ground with his right foot, the ground within a radius of several miles instantly collapsed, and a wave of air knocked all the surrounding troops to the ground.

"Keep your eyes wide open! They are just ordinary people! There are no monsters at all!"

The soldier's figure was lifted by Lin Qiye with one hand, like a weak little chicken, but his eyes were fixed on Lin Qiye, and after a while, he said in horror:

"Monster...you are also a monster!! The real Lord Lin was killed by you in the smoke of the mountain stream! You are the monster who replaced him!!"

Lin Qiye frowned more and more.

"Kill him!! Avenge the real Lord Lin!!" With his roar, more than a dozen soldiers nearby who were knocked down suddenly stood up, swung their knives and slashed at Lin Qiye's neck without hesitation. go!

Lin Qiye's gaze was fixed, and a murderous intent surged out, and the sword light flashed a circular arc from the whole body in an instant, and the movements of the soldiers were instantly frozen in the air.

A thin red line emerged from their waists. Under their astonished eyes, the upper body neatly rolled down from the cut, and fell to the ground with a plop.

The blood flowed, and the next moment their bodies suddenly blurred, turning into weird willow branches, wriggling on the ground for a moment, and gradually returning to dead silence.

Lin Qiye's pupils shrank slightly.

These willow branches are basically the same as the monster body that emerged after he killed his fake in the smoke, but there was an extra eyeball on the willow branch that copied him at that time.

So, these soldiers were all replaced in the phantom smoke?

But Lin Qiye clearly remembered that he had communicated with these soldiers on the way back. Their habits, demeanor, and even their memories were exactly the same as before, and they didn't seem to be replaced by others at all!

"You actually killed them! You actually killed them! Damn...I want to kill you!! I must kill you!!"

The soldiers who were held up in mid-air by Lin Qiye saw other people being killed with their own eyes, and their expressions were extremely furious.

Lin Qiye turned his head to look at the soldier in his hand, pointed his head at the willow branches that had become the body, and shouted:

"Keep your eyes open! They are monsters!!"

"They are not monsters!! Those are monsters! You are the monster!" The soldier struggled and stretched out his hand, pointing at the massacred people on the street, and Lin Qiye in front of him, shouting hysterically, "I will kill you all!" !"

puff--!

Lin Qiye's palm suddenly squeezed hard, crushing his throat in an instant. The latter limply lowered his head, and after a while, his figure turned into a thick wicker, swaying silently in the wind.

Lin Qiye's expression was extremely ugly.

In his mind, suddenly appeared in the mountain stream, when he killed the fake with his own hands, the other party's angry eyes.

"Fake! You are the fake! You are a fake made by Cthulhu! It will never be possible to replace..."

At that time, Lin Qiye felt strange, if he really pretended to be himself and wanted to take the opportunity to replace his fake, why did his tone and expression remain so real until the last moment?

It seemed... that he really fell to the ground, facing the fake that was about to replace his identity, screaming furiously.

"The person replaced in the smoke will retain all the memories and thinking habits of the other party, and even completely regard himself as that person?" Lin Qiye murmured, "If this is the case..."

It is nothing if the fake can perfectly disguise itself as the real thing, but if the fake thinks it is real, then things will be troublesome... because it means that he will never be able to reveal the slightest flaw.

Unless you kill a man with your own hands and see his body, it is almost impossible to tell whether he is real or a fake replaced by willow branches!

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It's a bit of a text, Sanjiu has to sort out the plot... There are only two updates today~