While Wang Yu was thinking about it, the skinny old monster saw that he was motionless and took the initiative to step forward.
Wang Yu looked at the skinny old monster walking towards him and raised his eyebrows. He was not worried that this monster would suddenly attack him.
After all, the Phantom is still standing next to him. With her here, he really doesn't need to worry!
Besides, if something happens that even she can't handle, then there's no point worrying about it.
The skinny old monster walked a few steps away from Wang Yu, stopped, and said in an old and hoarse voice: "I saw your memory!"
"What?!" Wang Yu's eyes suddenly widened. He never expected that this old monster would actually say this as the first thing he said to him.
As for the fact that these monsters, or in other words, these mists, could read everyone's memories, he had this guess the night he came to this dungeon.
However, he really didn't expect that these monsters would actually take the initiative to tell him this.
What are they going to do?
Take the initiative to reveal your trump card to yourself?
Or what, do you want to show off to yourself that they know everything about you?
Thinking of this, Wang Yu narrowed his eyes.
He looked at the skinny old monster in front of him and wondered what it meant.
Why does the other party tell me that it can see its own memories?
Could it be that it wants to tell itself that it already knows how to deal with it.
At the same time, it has also thought about how to crack it, and its own methods to deal with it are warning itself not to seek death?
No, why should it warn itself?
Everyone is originally on the opposite side. If it really thinks about how to crack it, how to deal with it, or even how to kill itself.
So, if it just does it, why should it warn itself?
Such a warning made him appear guilty!
Yes, it's bluffing!
It knows that once it collects all the fragments and adds the strength of the Phantom Eighth Level Ghost King, it will definitely die!
That's why it said that it could see its own memory, so it was a bluff!
Thinking of this, Wang Yu suddenly became enlightened and felt that he had guessed correctly. Those fragments must be the best way to deal with it.
It's scared!
The skinny old monster heard Wang Yu's shock and saw the change in Wang Yu's expression, but could not guess what he was thinking, so he said to himself:
"In your memory, I saw and heard what that shameless man said to you. He is lying to you, don't believe him!"
"Things are not what he said at all. He is a liar who talks about benevolence and morality, but in fact, he is a liar who steals men and prostitutes! There is not a word of truth in his mouth. He just wants to use you to kill me!"
Yo? Is this starting to sow discord?
Wang Yu raised his eyebrows, feeling more and more certain that he was scared!
He looked at the skinny old monster with a sneer, and said sarcastically: "What a shameless person, what a liar, I don't know what you are talking about."
"But, yes, someone said something to me, and I think it makes sense."
"Besides, I don't trust people. Do I have to trust you, a monster? Have you forgotten that you monsters tried to trick me the night before yesterday and last afternoon?"
"With these lessons learned, do you think I can still be fooled by your nonsense?"
The skinny old monster was silent for a while, and then continued: "I know, you won't believe me if I tell you in vain. How about this, come with me, I can take you to the Temple of the King of Hell, and take a look after all."
"To show my sincerity, I have evacuated all the corpses. I am the only one in this area. Of course, with the one beside you, no matter how many corpses there are, even if it is my body, it will still cause harm to you. No harm."
As he spoke, the skinny old monster turned around and made a "please" gesture.
As it made its gesture, the fog in this area suddenly spread to both sides, revealing the original appearance of the forest.
The mist dispersed, forming a passage, and the skinny old monster stood in the mist outside the passage, guiding Wang Yu the way.
Wang Yu turned his head and glanced at the phantom beside him. Seeing him nodding, he walked forward along the passage where the mist dispersed.
After walking for a while, Wang Yu saw an old temple appearing in front of him. It was not grand, but even a little dilapidated.
There is a plaque hanging on the temple door. The words written on it are ancient characters, which Wang Yu cannot recognize.
However, based on his feeling, he felt that these three words should be the Temple of the King of Hell.
Entering the Temple of the King of Hell, the phantom immediately appeared and bowed respectfully to the statue of King Qin Guang on the altar.
And Wang Yu also saw the clay statue of King Qin Guang on the altar at a glance.
However, unlike the Phantom, the first thing he looked at was the top of the statue of King Qin Guang.
The bad old man said that white smoke came out of the statue of King Qin Guang. Perhaps the white smoke was the mist that filled the woods.
However, there was nothing unusual about the top of the statue he saw now.
Not to mention the white smoke, the incense on the altar has long been burned out, and there is not even any green smoke.
Of course, it is also possible that the white smoke has already dissipated, or that he knew he was coming here, so he paused.
Finding no abnormalities from this point, Wang Yu moved his gaze downwards. In an instant, he was attracted by the statue of King Qin Guang and the bronze mirror held in his right hand.
The bronze mirror is very big, its height alone is dozens of centimeters, and this is only half of it.
If it is a whole bronze mirror, it must be two meters tall, higher than an ordinary person?
The moment he saw this bronze mirror, he saw that it was covered with cracks. In addition, at this moment, Wang Yu could feel that the jade seal in his right hand was struggling violently, as if it wanted to fly out.
He knew then that this bronze mirror was the original body of those fragments!
While thinking of this, he also questioned the words of the white-bearded old village chief.
If it is said that this bronze mirror is the bronze mirror mentioned by the white-bearded old village chief, then is what he said true? Why does it feel like you're talking nonsense?
Now, the mirror in the hand of the statue of King Qin Guang is only half a mirror, and it is dozens of centimeters high, even nearly one meter.
So, before this mirror was broken, when it was still a complete mirror, the height alone must have been at least one meter.
That’s not even counting the width!
