After changing her master, she turned to the ruthless way, and the whole sect knelt down

It was late at night, and it was time for the monks to meditate and rest, but Song Xing walked into the yard unconsciously. Looking at the gray night sky without a single star above his head, he couldn't fall asleep.

After Xie Liuyin told him those speculations during the day, Song Xing told her not to think too much about it, but he was actually very uneasy.

He even vaguely felt that what Xie Liuyin said might be true. A ghost in disguise had already sneaked into the city without their knowledge and replaced some people.

Once this idea came into his mind, he couldn't get it out of his head.

Song Xing wandered in the yard for a long time, and finally couldn't help it, so he put on his clothes and went to the next area.

The people living there were not outsiders, but disciples of the Sword Holding Sect who were quite close to the Qingxiao Sect.

The current leader of the Sword Clan was Fu Yuanzi, a late Nascent Soul cultivator. He was considered a relatively orthodox sword cultivator, with a carefree disposition and a dislike for scheming and conspiracy.

But it was precisely because Fu Yuanzi was generous and clear about good and evil that he was elected as the team leader, even though he had only been in the Senluo Realm for less than five years.

Fu Yuanzi and Song Xing get along very well, and when they have nothing to do, they often get together to practice their skills.

So when faced with such an unclear and difficult problem, Song Xing immediately thought of the other party and went to visit him overnight.

Fortunately, Fu Yuanzi had nothing to do tonight. When he heard the noise outside, he took the initiative to come out to investigate the situation.

For some reason, he had been feeling uneasy these days, as if something bad was about to happen, making him anxious.

When he went out and saw that it was Song Xing who came, Fu Yuanzi felt relieved and hurriedly welcomed him in: "Why did you come to see me so late? It just so happens that I also have something to talk to you about..."

Before Fu Yuanzi could finish his words, Song Xing frowned and raised his hand to stop him: "I came to see you this time because I have something important to say. Let's go inside first and don't let others hear us."

Seeing Song Xing's expression, the smile on Fu Yuanzi's face disappeared instantly. The two of them quickly entered the house. However, after a moment, the sound of teacups breaking was heard from inside.

Fu Yuanzi doesn't like anything else on weekdays, but he likes to drink tea.

He often collected various beautiful tea sets, and even when he entered the Senluo Realm, he did not forget to bring his favorite sets.

The one I am using now is one of Fu Yuanzi's treasures. I have always been very careful with it, for fear of knocking or bumping the teacup.

But at the moment, he didn't care about the cup that fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. He just kept asking Song Xing: "Is there any basis for what you said? You can't say such things casually!"

Song Xing lowered his brows. "I can't guarantee that, but can you guarantee that this speculation won't come true? The second group of monsters has clearly infiltrated the city, and we didn't even suspect them. If they had continued to lie low, they could have dealt us a greater blow. Why did they suddenly attack other cultivators and expose themselves?"

"Maybe, those monsters haven't really learned how to behave like human beings. They won't think the same way as we do and act rashly." Fu Yuanzi gritted his teeth, not wanting to confirm this terrible guess.

Song Xing looked at him helplessly: "If those monsters are really that stupid, it won't be so easy for them to sneak into the city the second time they appear. They are learning how to be human, so why don't they learn how to think like a human?"

"And..." Song Xing pursed his lips, thinking of Xie Liuyin's last words to him before she left that day, and his throat felt dry. "Have you ever considered that the gradual calming of the Senluo Realm over the past few years was a preparation for the appearance of the Skin-Cloaked Ghost?"

Fu Yuanzi didn't understand what he was saying at first, but after a moment's thought, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"You mean, those monsters want to disguise themselves as monks and leave the Senluo Realm?!"

Yes!

Once the Senluo Realm stops expanding outward and no longer poses a threat to the world of cultivation, the cultivators will gradually relax their vigilance here.

In this way, there will be fewer and fewer people willing to suffer in the Senluo Realm, and more and more monks will leave here.

If the skin-covered ghosts took the opportunity to replace the monks and followed them out of the Senluo Realm, it would be as scary as a few wolves sneaking into the sheepfold.

Moreover, these wolves can camouflage themselves, and their reproduction speed is even more terrifying.

By then, it will be even more difficult for them to create a Senluo Realm and seal all the monsters inside!

The two of them thought of this and became even more panicked.

They looked at each other and could no longer sit still.

Fu Yuanzi hissed and couldn't help but tell Song Xing about the slight anomaly he had discovered earlier. "Come to think of it, I also have something I want to tell you. Do you still remember our sect's disciple named Jiang Zhan?"

Song Xing nodded. This Jiang Zhan was a disciple of the Sword Holding Sect who came to Senluo Realm a few years ago. Because of his introverted personality, he chose the most remote house to live in after arriving.

Fu Yuanzi was the team leader and was used to taking care of every fellow disciple who came here, so he paid more attention to Jiang Zhan.

Song Xing also got to know Jiang Zhan because of this and had met him several times.

"What happened to Jiang Zhan?" When Song Xing asked this question, his heart couldn't help but rise.

Fu Yuanzi's face turned pale. "I don't know if it's my imagination. I haven't seen him go out for nearly half a month. I was really worried, so I went to visit him."

"But I noticed that Jiang Zhan's reactions seemed a little slow. When I told him about the past, his responses were vague, as if he couldn't remember clearly. When I said goodbye and left, he stood up to see me off, but I noticed a hint of red on his wrist, hidden under his clothes, like it was wrapped in a red thread."

Song Xing's heart sank. "You've seen monks who were possessed by monsters before. You should know the characteristics of those people. They have scars like red threads on their bodies."

Those scars were exactly the ones left when the monk's skin was peeled off. This prevented the monks from distinguishing the skinned ghost, so all the monks stationed in the city knew it.

When Fu Yuanzi saw the trace earlier, he subconsciously thought that he had seen it wrong, because he knew very well that there were no more skin-covered ghosts in the city, and that was his fellow disciple and the junior brother he had taken care of for many years.

But this abnormality always stuck in Fu Yuanzi's heart, making him feel that something was wrong, but he couldn't let it go.

It was not until Song Xing came to him that he was finally sure that he was not mistaken, but he just didn't dare to believe it.

Song Xing saw his sadness and patted Fu Yuanzi's shoulder: "Let's go see him. If... you know what to do."

Fu Yuanzi naturally understood what he was trying to say. The two of them looked at each other, their eyes full of tacit understanding.

The two quickly went to Jiang Zhan's house, but Fu Yuanzi was still disappointed.

Jiang Zhan has been replaced by a ghost.