Jin Wusuan waved his fingers and ordered the housekeeper: "Go and take out the shackles."
"yes."
Manager Jin nodded and ordered the guards to do so.
Ji Xingwang frowned slightly and said, "With the stone shackles, we can interrogate each passenger one by one."
"Two hundred and twenty-five!!"
Ji Linglang, who had been standing in the corner and coldly observing the situation in the hall, suddenly shouted loudly: "The number of people is wrong!"
She strode to the front of the counter, pulled out the long sword worn at her waist, and threw it.
The long sword suddenly accelerated in the air, and the number two hundred and twenty-five was carved on the wooden board above the counter.
Ji Linglang turned around, scanned the entire lobby, and said in a deep voice: "There are more people."
She had been observing the people in the hall just now, and unknowingly, the already not spacious hall seemed more crowded. It was as if more people had appeared out of thin air.
Buzz——
Dozens of spiritual consciousnesses swept across the entire scene,
Including Li Ang, all the Luli Academy disciples who majored in studying, as well as some of the guards around Jin Wusuan, all used their spiritual senses to investigate.
The number of people in the inn actually reached 256.
How come, there are thirty-one more people?
Ordinary people without cultivation instantly panicked and looked at others with suspicion.
Even the disciples of Luli Academy changed their expressions - they didn't even notice that there were so many more people.
"Everyone be quiet!"
Lu Qingya released the Hong Sheng Technique, increased his voice, and said in a deep voice: "If there is no roster, then everyone should report their room numbers, so as not to allow evil cultivators to take advantage of it."
He ordered the academy disciples to take out an unused booklet from under the counter and register all the passengers one by one.
Logically speaking, the extra people who appeared out of thin air have no identities and should be discovered at once.
However, after registering the first 60 or so people, everyone said that they lived in the same room with their companions, so no problem could be found at all.
"We, eleven of our companions, all live in the special superior room on the third floor, Room 10."
The man who previously claimed to be the manager of Yulong Trading Company said to Ji Xingwang: "I can tell everyone's name.
I’m He Rongfeng, this is He Zhiqiu, my brother, and this is Kou Mufei, the Huzhou manager of Yulong Trading Company.”
"etc!"
Shopkeeper Liu suddenly shouted: "Each special superior room only has three beds at most. How can eleven of you squeeze in? Let alone your family members?"
"us."
The man was suddenly stunned. Yes, how could eleven people, including women, be crowded into the same room?
But that's not right. I clearly remember that a group of people came to stay at the hotel during the day yesterday.
Ji Xingwang suddenly raised his palm and released the Quicksand Technique, instantly trapping everyone in Yulong Trading Company.
"Exalted Master, have mercy on me!"
He Rongfeng struggled in the quicksand for a while and shouted in panic: "We are not a demon sect!"
"I didn't say you were."
Ji Xingwang turned the quicksand into the shape of a rope, bound the arms and mouths of everyone in the Yulong Trading Company, and asked Luli's disciples to pick up the stone shackles and cuff a few of them.
Then, use a compass device similar to the Zhi Yu Yin Xiu Pan to check the Qi Sea Spiritual Veins of these people to test whether they are monks.
After some tests, it was found that no one in the Yulong Company had spiritual talent.
They did not wear disguise masks on their faces, and the blood they shed was normal and not demonic.
What's even more strange is that when Ji Xingwang asked other people in the hotel, the answer he got was that they seemed to have actually seen these people from Yulong Trading Company yesterday.
"Hallucination."
Ji Xingwang gritted his teeth and his eyes were like knives, gouging out the people at Yulong Trading Company.
He would rather go to the barren mountains and have a battle with the monsters that cover the sky and the sun.
I also don’t want to face a strange monster that can cause this weird situation.
"It's not an illusion.
It’s tampering with cognition.”
A steady voice came from the crowd,
A middle-aged tourist who claimed to be Zhang from Runzhou during the day yesterday walked out of the crowd, shook his hand, and a hidden sword emerged from his palm.
call out--
Everyone saw an afterimage flash by, and the middle-aged passenger flashed to the front of the counter, holding the head of Zhou Chengcai who had been chopped off at an unknown time in his hand.
Plop.
Zhou Chengcai's headless body spurted blood, fell forward, and lay on the ground.
"Successful!!"
When Zhou Hongmao, a raw silk merchant, saw his brother being beheaded, his eyes were about to burst. He rushed forward and tried to fight the middle-aged tourist.
However, the next second,
There was a sizzling sound like boiling oil coming from Zhou Chengcai's corpse.
The corpse's body decomposes and melts at a speed visible to the naked eye, and together with its clothes, it collapses like melted candle oil.
Including the head in the middle-aged tourist's hand, it melted to the point where the face could not be seen clearly.
"Did you see it? It's just a fake."
The middle-aged traveler threw away the melted head and the waxy blood stains on his hidden blade.
"But, but"
Zhou Hongmao was speechless, was his brother Zhou Chengcai fake? But he clearly remembered every bit of the two of them.
They grew up together. He is one year older than him, but he has always been shorter than the other. When he was bullied when he was a child, it was he who stood up and taught a lesson to the children from his hometown.
"all fake!"
The middle-aged traveler emphasized, "It's a fake created by Meng Tapir based on your memory!"
"Your Excellency, who is it?"
Lu Qingya, who had never spoken a word, waved his hands to protect his wife and children behind him, and said slowly: "Why do you know the identity of the alien?"
"Brother Qingya, didn't you hear my voice? That's right, after all, I haven't seen you for more than ten years."
The middle-aged passenger gave a wry smile and tore off the disguise mask on his face, revealing the face of a bitter and resentful middle-aged man, "I, Chen Wanyi."
Lu Qingya's eyes widened slightly, and Li Ang's heart also moved.
Chen Wanyi, the priest of Taihao Mountain Tribunal, appeared with Shangguan Yangyao and others when they encountered Ghost Spade in Turks not long ago.
"Deputy Ambassador Chen is here well."
Lu Qingya bowed his hand. He and Chen Wanyi had known each other thirty years ago, and they had slain demons together. They were acquaintances in Taihao Mountain, but why did the other party appear here?
"We came to Yu State in the name of Cardinal Juyu."
Chen Wanyi saw Lu Qingya's doubts and explained: "Cardinal Ju Yu issued an oracle on a whim three months ago.
A first-level monster named Dream Tapir is about to awaken in the hinterland of the Yu Kingdom.
If it were allowed to escape, the consequences would be disastrous, so I was specially sent to go deep into the Yu Kingdom to search for the Dream Tapir.
Brother Qingya, you also know that if the people above talk, the people below will break their legs.
A group of us hid our identities and conducted various investigations, finally interpreting the vague guidance of the oracle, and came all the way to Luzhou, where the Dream Tapir is located."
After saying that, Chen Wanyi paused, glanced at everyone present, and said in a deep voice: "According to the prophecy, the Dream Tapir can read, tamper with, and fabricate the memories of the world at will, creating seamless illusions.
You can even change reality and manipulate cause and effect to a certain extent through dreaming.
We have been targeted by it."
This chapter has been completed!