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"who I am!?"

Chen Yuan was so frightened that he couldn't calm down for a long time.

A huge wave surged through his soul, and all the memories of the past rushed into his head intermittently. A vague memory gradually became clear. In that memory, in his soul...

There is actually another soul!

Two souls in one body!

"I... am Taoist Wuwei!" Chen Yuan opened his eyes, his hands tightly grasping the headboard, cold sweat pouring down his face, his face was hideous, and he could hardly breathe.

It was the evil Qingjing who plotted against him!

Let Senior Brother Wuchen kill his other soul!

It’s all about making the most perfect medicine!

Chen Yuan was terrified, his muscles were tense, he clutched the headboard tightly, his chest heaving violently, the blood curse in his internal organs was stirring, even the Blood Evil Sutra seemed to be unable to suppress it.

"No...that's not right!" Chen Yuan gasped, his eyes becoming determined. "You're lying to me! I'm not Taoist Wuwei! You're not me at all! I'm Chen Yuan!"

"Bullshit, two souls in one body!"

"I know! You're a white face!"

Chen Yuan understood.

The white-faced man is not dead!

That touch of white is exactly Bai Lian!

All of this was just White Face playing tricks on him!

The talk of two souls in one body is sheer nonsense. The soul of Taoist Wuwei had long been annihilated. The one in this body now is not Taoist Wuwei's other soul at all. He is the one and only Chen Yuan who traveled through time and space!

Trying to trick him!

It's essentially stupid behavior!

The memories before the time travel will not deceive him!

How could Taoist Wuwei, who grew up in Qingyuan Temple, have memories that are completely different from this strange world? As long as the memories before crossing over do not disappear, any clumsy acting skills will be full of loopholes!

"You're not dead yet!" Chen Yuan's eyes were bloodshot, and his teeth were gritting. "I chewed and swallowed you alive, and you're still alive! But don't get complacent! Sooner or later, I will completely destroy your soul!"

"No... How could you possibly tell the difference?! This is impossible!" Bai Lian's face twisted hideously, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a pale, greasy opera mask. Suddenly, a look of deep regret appeared on his face, and he trembled as he said, "You are truly not the Taoist Wuwei!"

His magical powers always work.

There were more than a dozen actors on the stage before.

But they were all deceived in this way.

But he failed this time. There was only one reason for this, that is, the memory in his soul was false, and the person he was fighting with was an existence that even he could not understand!

Two memories.

One true and one false!

No wonder he missed!

"Haha! Didn't expect that? I'm not Taoist Wuwei at all. I'm Chen Yuan!" Chen Yuan raised his head and laughed fiercely. "Haha~ You were having fun! But now that I've seen through you, you'll never be able to get out!"

"Wait...if you fall into my hands, I won't let you die easily."

Chen Yuan's teeth were grinding and his throat was moving, making a very creepy sound.

The white-faced man didn't fool him.

Then it will be impossible to control his soul!

in this way,

They will only be sealed in his soul. Even though his soul cannot destroy Bai Lian now, he will make Bai Lian, who is playing tricks on him, see the real hell sooner or later!

"Do not…"

Bai Lian's face was distorted, trying to break out of his spirit.

However, this magical power can only devour the soul of the possessed person and turn him into a puppet if the person's mind is confused and unable to recognize the truth.

Thus becoming a powerful facial puppet.

But Chen Yuan's spirit is tenacious.

And there are secrets that even he can't figure out!

Directly suppress him!

Want to escape...I can't do it!

You're shooting yourself in the foot!

Chen Yuan's mouth was wide open, and he laughed wildly, "Haha... come again if you have the guts! You're hiding in my soul to cause trouble, but you don't even consider your own strength!"

In the soul.

The white-faced man roared miserably.

There was a buzzing sound in Chen Yuan's ears.

It's like having a speaker installed in your head.

A continuous, shrill cry.

But Chen Yuan was grinning and laughing non-stop.

After a long moment, Chen Yuan's expression hardened. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, ignoring the shrill screams. He murmured in a deep voice, "I'm getting more and more irritable. The Blood Evil Sutra has a very strange effect on the soul and personality. It's like I've become a different person without realizing it!"

Be composed.

Chen Yuan gradually regained his composure.

"Fuck! Stop arguing!" He couldn't help but yell.

"Huh..." Chen Yuan's mind stabilized, his expression began to calm down, his heart was peaceful, and he gradually adapted to the sharp screams in his soul that were like slaughtering pigs and sheep. His heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"In addition to searching for a miraculous numerologist to remove the blood curse, I am also urgently searching for the white face in my soul!"

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

They are all huge troubles.

If he can't handle one of them, he won't be able to sleep or eat.

"I thought I could relax after solving the evil ways of Qingjing, but who would have thought that troubles would come one after another, making it impossible to breathe!" Chen Yuan grabbed the long sword beside him, and his mind felt a little more at ease.

"If you don't let me out, I'll drive you crazy!"

"Fuck! Fuck you!"

"Shut up!"

Chen Yuan scolded angrily.

In another room.

Taoist Xuanyuan's ears pricked up like a fox's, listening to the movements in Chen Yuan's room. His eyes gradually widened, and he muttered softly, "Ah!? Who is Taoist Wuwei talking to? Why does it sound... like he's having hysterics!?"

"Is he really sick?!"

"It's better to leave early tomorrow morning."

……

The next morning.

Chen Yuan went to bed early. Li Erniu came to Chen Yuan's house with hot food in his arms and knocked on the door a few times. After Chen Yuan's signal, he hurried in.

"Little Dao Ye, eat~"

"Hmm." Chen Yuan took the food and ate it in big mouthfuls. "Where's Taoist Xuanyuan?"

"gone."

"Gone?" Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow. "When?"

"He left before dawn. The old Taoist asked me to tell you that the sky... is high and the road is long. If... oh oh... we are destined to meet again." Li Erniu counted on his fingers, trying to relay the words that the old Taoist Xuanyuan left for Chen Yuan.

He had only attended school for a few days.

It’s good enough to remember it.

"It's time for me to continue on my journey." After taking a big bite of fat meat, my body felt warm, sweeping away the fatigue of last night.

Li Erniu was anxious, "Ah? Little Taoist Master, are you leaving now?"

"It's time to go." Chen Yuan stood up, put on his Taoist robe, tied his coarse cloth belt tightly, pulled the blood sword, and then grasped the long sword again. He said in a serious tone, "This matter is over. Your future path... depends on you."

Li Erniu stood straight, bowed respectfully, his eyes moist, and said in a firm voice, "Yes!"

...

Li Erniu ran quickly to the stable in the yard. The horse's hair, which had been fed early, looked particularly smooth under the sunlight. He untied the reins and pulled the horse towards Chen Yuan.

"Little Dao Master, I'll take you there."

The two walked to the village entrance, one on the left and one on the right, under the gaze of the gathered villagers. Li Erniu pointed to the largest dirt road and said, "Master Dao, follow this road straight ahead. It will take about half a day to reach Qingfeng Town."

"Let's just say goodbye."

Chen Yuan jumped onto the horse and pulled the reins.

The horse's hooves were raised high.

He left in a flash, leaving behind a cloud of dust.

The sound of horses neighing gradually faded away.

He did not stop along the way, and half a day passed in a flash. Finally, the outline of a town came into Chen Yuan's eyes.

Qingfeng Town,

Arrived.