Yang Zimei and others walked forward for a while. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in front of them, and a cold wind went straight into their necks.
Yang Zimei threw the Sun Gathering Talisman in his hand towards the black figure!
The black shadow sizzled and turned into a puff of smoke.
Immediately, Yang Zimei discovered that Huo Wenhua, who was supposed to be walking behind him, was actually in front.
Yang Zimei blinked, looked back, and found that Huo Wenhua was still behind him, but his face had become much whiter, and the yin energy on his body was stronger.
She looked ahead again.
The "Huo Wenhua" from before is still there.
"Sister, why are there two Mr. Huo?"
Xiaoqian also discovered this situation and started shouting.
Huo Wenhua also saw it.
When he saw a person who looked exactly like himself standing in front of him, he was startled and asked Yang Zimei nervously, "Master Yang, what's going on? How come there is someone like me? The clothes are also the same? Isn't that right?
ghost?"
"Well, it's a ghost!"
Yang Zimei didn't expect that there would be a replicator here!
Copy ghosts are different from ordinary ghosts.
It can copy someone's appearance at any time, and allow that person's energy to be connected with its own, sharing weal and woe.
This is a very sinister kind of ghost that makes people helpless against it.
If you want to kill it, then it is equivalent to killing the person who was copied.
Because Huo Wenhua is surrounded by yin energy, has little magic power, and has the weakest constitution, he naturally becomes the target of being copied.
"Master Yang, what's going on? Why is there someone like me? With the same clothes? Is he a ghost?"
The replicator repeated Huo Wenhua's voice, no matter the tone, tone or speed, it was exactly the same, as if it were a recording.
Huo Wenhua was even more shocked.
"Master Yang, destroy it quickly!"
"Master Yang, destroy it quickly!"
The copy ghost also said something strange.
"Mr. Huo, it has already copied you and cannot be destroyed."
Yang Zimei said to Huo Wenhua helplessly.
"Why?" Huo Wenhua asked puzzledly.
"Why?" The replicator also asked.
"After it copies you, it will share weal and woe with you unless it removes its copy of you."
Yang Zimi was sweating.
"Then what should I do? Master Yang, help me get rid of it quickly!"
It is not a pleasant thing for anyone to have your body and voice copied in this way, no matter who you are.
"There is no way yet. Let's hold off for a while. Remember, no matter what the circumstances, this mahogany card cannot be lost."
Yang Zimei solemnly ordered, "This is the only way I can distinguish you from it."
Although the copying ghost copied Huo Wenhua's whole body, it was lucky that he couldn't copy the special peach wood card.
Regarding the copying ghost, Master has said before that the only way to break it is to let it find another copying object.
Now, there is no other suitable object for it to copy.
What's more, the object of this kind of copy can only be selected by it, and outsiders have nothing to do.
Copycats are not kind either.
It only copies a person's appearance and voice, but it does not copy a person's thoughts and heart. Moreover, after successfully copying, it hopes to pretend to be that person and quietly attack the people around it, making it difficult for people to guard against it, but it cannot attack them for fear of getting hurt.
The person being copied.
Therefore, replicator ghosts are also called troublesome ghosts and immoral ghosts. They are the kind of ghosts that warlocks least want to see.