Bian Yunlong came in earlier than Wang Fu. He is also an experienced disciple and cannot stay in there and do nothing.
Survival in difficult situations is an essential skill for Yunyang Temple disciples.
"Yes, I have some clues."
Bian Yunlong led Wang Fu to a paper figure and pointed at the severed wrist.
"Look, I cut this off."
The faces of Wang Fu's many paper figures are not from the same sect. It seems that this senior brother Bian is also quite shady.
On the wrist of the paper man, in addition to the bamboo frame and paper outer skin, there is a blood stain.
"This is?
Wang Fu raised his head and looked at Bian Yunlong.
"That's right, when I first came in, this person had not been completely transformed into a paper man. One of his arms was still made of flesh and blood, but I cut it off with a knife."
Bian Yunlong pointed to the blood stain, "This blood was shed at that time and was later transformed into a paper figure. The blood stain has not disappeared."
As we all know, a paper man has no flesh and blood. Once transformed, all the flesh and blood in the body disappears, leaving only an empty skeleton.
However, the blood stains on the wound cut by Bian Yunlong still remained in place.
Bian Yunlong raised his severed finger again and said, "My finger was cut off from the paper, and there is no trace of blood left."
Wang Fu admired him very much. This senior brother was experimenting on himself!
"Blood, this is a key point.
Bian Yunlong continued, "Also, I suspect that the evil ghost himself is hiding in these paper figures."
Wang Fu was shocked, "What?"
This row of people arranging paper is not far away from them. What if there is a sudden attack?
"Don't worry, it won't be a problem."
Bian Yunlong whispered to Wang Fu, "Fierce ghosts have their own rules for killing people. People like this will never break their own rules."
After hearing this, Wang Fu thought it made sense. The Mirror-grinding Ghost only started to act after his domain was broken. He had been trapping everyone with the illusion of a mansion before.
Wang Fu pondered for a moment and said, "Senior Brother Bian, as you said, if you find the true form of the evil ghost among these paper figures, won't you be able to break the situation?"
"Having said that."
Bian Yunlong smiled bitterly and shook his head, "How easy is it to find the evil ghost himself?"
It turned out that when he discovered this trick, he also thought of taking the first step and finding the evil ghost's true form.
However, this vicious ghost seemed to enjoy the game, playing hide and seek with Bian Yunlong.
"I searched for a long time but found nothing."
Bian Yunlong spread his hands and said, "This evil ghost can change shape and use all the paper figures as a shelter. It can't keep up with the speed of his transformation."
That is to say...
Wang Fu's eyes fell on these hundreds of paper figures, all of which were the bodies of evil ghosts.
"Senior Brother Bian, let me add some help for you. Let's look for it again."
Bian Yunlong heard that it made sense. Previously, he was alone and had limited vision. Now with Wang Fu's help, his chances of winning have greatly increased.
However, he did not forget to remind Wang Fu.
"There is a price to pay for looking for that evil spirit."
cost?
Bian Yunlong then explained, "If you stand still, the speed at which your body will turn into paper will be very slow. Once you try to find the body of the evil ghost and start moving, the speed will be ten times faster."
This is probably the law of evil ghost games.
Waiting for death is slow, but seeking death is quick.
"Done."
Wang Fu immediately decided, who is afraid of whom?
The two of them discussed it and decided to surround it from the left and right sides, screen the paper figures, and leave marks.
Wang Fu’s mark is ‘王’ and Bian Yunlong’s mark is ‘cloud’. You don’t need to repeat the mark when you see the other party’s mark.
Wang Fu shuttled among the paper figures, with human figures in front, back, left and right, and felt a huge pressure rushing towards him.
These paper figures stayed put and seemed to be in no danger, but the sense of oppression brought about by the mystery was even stronger.
Wang Fu's fingers slid over a paper figure, and the fire condensed into the tip of the pen, and he wrote the word "王".
Pfft.
The fire went out, leaving the seal of "王" on the white paper.
Wang Fu's hand is very beautiful, the strokes are clear and powerful, and the paper surface is not burnt at all.
Every step he took, the paper figures he saw were bare. Without thinking, Wang Fu condensed the fire to leave a mark with his pen.
Gradually, he realized that something was not right. He looked back at the mark he had just left and hurriedly counted, but there were more than three or four hundred.
There was Bian Yunlong on the opposite side to help, but from just now to now, he didn't see any mark with the word "cloud".
"Something's wrong."
Wang Fu turned around suddenly and saw that the mark with the word "王" slowly melted together on the paper figure that had just left the mark, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the other paper figures, they were all smooth and had nothing on them.
"Senior Brother Bian."
Wang Fu shouted loudly, there were too many paper figures and he couldn't see where the other party was.
"Junior Brother Wang, have you noticed something is wrong too?"
Bian Yunlong's voice came from the other side, "Any marks on the paper figure will disappear immediately, no matter whether it is carved with a knife or burned with fire, it will have no effect."
He also added, "Before this, there was no such situation."
Wang Fu immediately understood that this was a patch specially added by the evil ghost after he arrived, in order to target the two of them from joining forces.
"What a cunning and evil ghost."
Wang Fu tried a few more times, but sure enough, none of the methods worked. These paper puppets could heal themselves and could not leave any marks.
However, something more serious happened.
Wang Fu walked into the crowd, and now he found that he was surrounded by paper figures, walking around in circles. He was actually trapped in a sea of paper figures and could not get out.
"Senior Brother Bian, Senior Brother Bian."
Wang Fu shouted several times, but he couldn't hear the other party's voice.
"Could it be..."
Wang Fu raised his hands and saw that his nails had turned into paper, indicating that they were transforming into paper pricks.
Could it be that Senior Brother Bian just now was not the original deity, but was transformed into a vicious ghost?
No!
Wang Fu recalled the scene of their meeting at that time. The life candle was red. Although it was slightly faded, it was still the life fire of a living person.
He raised his hands, his fingertips were numb and he could no longer feel the pain.
By the way, where is his own life fire?
Wang Fu opened his eyes and looked at himself. The flame of the life candle, which was more than two feet tall, was a little dim, but there was a trace of white marks on the surface of the candle.
The Ou ghost succeeded, invaded Wang Fu's destiny, and began to transform him quietly.
The key now is how to get out of the maze set up by this paper man.
Wang Fu took a deep breath and suddenly thought of something. He immediately took out the compass and turned the magnetic needle a few times to find the target.
It was a paper man with a severed wrist, which was the subject of Bian Yunlong's previous experiments.
Looking at the opponent's wrist again, it is still disconnected and not closed.
"It seems that what I expected is correct. A wound made of flesh and blood cannot be healed after being transformed into a paper figure."
When Wang Fu thought of this, he heard footsteps behind him.
"Junior Brother Wang, as expected you are here too."
Bian Yunlong saw the paper man in front of Wang Fu and nodded, "It seems that you and I have thought of it together."
He raised his little finger and saw that the knuckle that had been cut off had completely grown back.
"The body made of paper will fry and close automatically no matter how you toss it."
Wang Fu looked at Bian Yunlong quietly for a long time before speaking, "Senior Brother Bian, the most urgent task right now is how to get out of this maze?"