I admit that sometimes I am a person who likes to look in the mirror, but that is not narcissism, but respect for myself from the bottom of my heart.
But when I saw that "self", I couldn't react at all. Obviously, from my point of view, I know that I am real, but it is fake, and it is just disguised by "Mandrill" to confuse Songzi. But from the perspective of Songzi and Qin Bukong, they have no way to tell who is real and who is fake, especially Songzi. I think he even said something to the pretended "me" before Qin Bukong and I appeared. .
I know very well that even if I explain it at this moment, it doesn't mean much. The only way is to go up and destroy that "self" first. As long as the other party starts to turn into black smoke and flee, then he will naturally know that I am real. When I thought of this, I rushed towards that "self" with a knife in my hand regardless of the cost.
This feeling is very strange, as if I am changing into someone else's perspective and then killing myself. But I knew I had to do this, because it wasn’t really me anyway, so when I rushed forward, I raised my Miaowu scimitar high, and this guy actually started to use the "scissor" in his hand to prepare for the block. Block, it looked like it was extremely surprised the whole time. I have to say, it looked very similar to me. But at the moment when my blade fell, I saw a sly smile in its eyes, which seemed to be the unconcealed joy after the plan succeeded. But I couldn't care about so much at the time, and I didn't have any extra time to think. I aimed my knife at its left shoulder and slashed it. I believe that I deliberately avoided hitting the face that looked exactly like me with the blade. It was really... It’s so pretty that I can’t put it down.
This guy raised his hand to block with his machete, but firstly, I used too much force, and secondly, the opponent was not a physical entity after all, so when I slashed with the knife, it was as if I had cut off a section of sugar cane, and the blade of the knife hit the opponent. The touch on his shoulder was like cutting down a wooden stake, without much weight. The "self" who was struck by me turned his head and glanced at his shoulder, suddenly showed a sneer, then opened his mouth wide, bulged his eyes, turned into a puff of black smoke, and fled along the woods.
I didn't pursue it. First of all, I understood that my stabbing didn't constitute a fatal injury, it was just a minor injury at best. Maybe what I just did was just an illusion of it and didn't exist at all. Secondly, I knew that there was no way I could catch up. After the guy ran away, the forest became quiet again. I turned to look at Songzi and asked him if he had been injured just now. Songzi still seemed unable to accept what was happening in front of him and looked at me in shock for a long time. I was actually very surprised, but at this time I had to be steady and not get distracted. We were well prepared before coming. This "mandrill" is good at confusing others, but we always thought it would change into a beautiful woman or something else we like. Who knew it would turn into one of our own? If we hadn't already had it, What we have prepared may be that we are already fighting each other at this moment, and even without it taking action, we will be completely annihilated.
Songzi was in shock, leaning against the tree trunk and panting. They all saw the scene where I killed the opponent just now, so I believe they will no longer suspect that I am a fake at this moment. But for me, I am a little hesitant, because even if I just saved the pine nut from the fake "self", at this moment I can't confirm that the pine nut in front of me is really a pine nut. So I just stood far away and didn't get close to him.
Qin Bukong also seemed to be on guard. He stood far away and asked us both, "Has any of you seen Gan Mu?" We all shook our heads, and then Qin Bukong started shouting "tsk tsk tsk". The woods were relatively quiet to begin with, but his voice could carry quite far. But there was no sound of Ganmu crawling across the haystack.
Now that they have lost trust in each other, walking in this dense forest is undoubtedly unsafe. Qin Bukong didn't seem to be too worried about Ganmu, because Ganmu was also a wild animal before following Qin Bukong. Without Ganmu, we would not be able to find the true location of Mandrill. So the first thing right now is to find Ganmu. After all, we are not human beings, so searching like this would still be relatively blind. In addition, the three of us are relatively scattered, because we are not sure whether the other person is a real person.
Songzi suggested that I use the incense of soldiers and horses to search for it. I said that Mandrill's ability was too strong and my soldiers and horses were probably no match for it, so I wasn't sure whether I could find it. Songzi said, is it okay to use soldiers and horses to search for Ganmu? I thought I could give it a try, but I needed something from Ganmu, even traces of its crawling. So I turned to Qin Bukong and said, your bamboo-backed basket must have been where Gan Mu stayed in it before. Can you let my soldiers and horses sense it so that we can find the pine nuts? Qin Bukong did not answer, but silently took the bamboo basket off his body and placed it on the ground. I lit the incense of soldiers and horses, walked to the backpack and opened the lid. I turned the incense head down and let the smoke circle around the bottom of the basket before slowly rising into the sky.
According to the past, Bingmaxiang would hover in the air two or three times to find its direction, and then float away in the direction it was looking for. But this time, my soldiers and horses seemed to have no master, running around here and there, completely losing their sense of direction. This makes me feel so abnormal, because in the past, even if Bingmaxiang couldn't find a clue, the smoke would point straight upward and never wander around. This gave me a dangerous signal, or there was nothing here at all. There is no clue about Gan Mu, or my Bingma Xiang did not sense any news about Gan Mu when he was in the backpack.
In this case, it would be very scary. The former one is okay. The worst case scenario is that Ganmu is in danger or even killed in battle. We are sad at best, but at least not surprised. But if the latter situation is the case, it means that this bamboo-backed basket is not the bamboo-backed basket that Gan Mu once stayed in. In other words, the Qin Bukong in front of him is not actually Qin Bukong.
In just over ten minutes, I saw pine nuts one after another, and then Qin Bukong saw that the pine nuts were fake, and then found the pine nuts that might be real, but I saw the fake myself next to the pine nuts. Now I seem to Back to the starting point, I couldn't tell whether the Qin Bukong in front of me was the real Qin Bukong. In other words, I had never doubted Qin Bukong from the very beginning, especially when he struck with a flying vajra prong. When I pointed to the fake pine nuts behind me, I had almost no doubts.
right! Vajra prong! At that time, after Qin Bukong stabbed the "pine nut" with a diamond prong, the "pine nut" turned into smoke and escaped, and the vajra prong fell directly to the ground. However, Qin Bukong walked over until we left there, and I didn't notice at all. I can't remember that he picked up the vajra prong from the ground. In other words, I thought he would pick it up, but in my impression he didn't. If my doubts hadn't increased at this moment, I wouldn't even have deliberately recalled it. This trivial thing.
I was very nervous, but I couldn't let anyone notice that I was abnormal. It was like marching to war. If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move unless I have conclusive evidence and full confidence. So at that moment, I suppressed the doubts and fears in my heart, deliberately pretended to be fine, and said in surprise, "It's strange, why is the smoke floating like this?" Could it be that I did something wrong?
If it is true that Qin Bukong will definitely refute me at this moment, you have been practicing this set of military and horsemanship for so many years, and you still made the mistake of saying that Lin Qishan will not let you go even if he is a ghost. With his mean-mouthed personality, he would definitely say that. But after hearing this sentence, Qin Bukong didn't speak. Even in the corner of my eyes, he didn't even show that he was aware of this sentence. After all, no matter what Qin Bukong said, it was me. He is one of my masters, and he knows very well the depth of my skills. He knows that no matter how stupid I am, there is no way I can make mistakes in this skill of war and horsemanship, which I am so familiar with that I can execute it smoothly even when I am asleep.
But that alone was not enough, because Qin Bukong might have been thinking about other things in his mind, so he didn't have time to respond to my words. So I deliberately pretended to be helpless, then scratched my hair, and then said to Qin Bukong seemingly casually, lend me your Vajra Prong and let me see what went wrong. .
Obviously, the Vajra Prong cannot solve my problem of soldiers and horses. At this moment, I knew in my heart that Qin Bukong's next reaction would tell me the truest answer. My heart was beating fast, and perhaps I couldn't help but have a look of anxiety on my face. When Qin Bukong heard my words, he put his hand into his arms. When I saw his action, I swallowed silently, then grabbed the hand of Miao Wu Scimitar, Hold on a little tighter.
I saw Qin Bukong's hands groping in his arms, and when we first noticed something was wrong on the mountain, Qin Bukong took out the Vajra Prong from his bag. Moreover, Qin Bukong is a very free and easy man from the Miao family. He doesn't usually do such girly things as hiding things in his arms.
My heart was racing and it felt like even my nostrils were dilated with nervousness. But I saw Qin Bukong take out the vajra prong from his arms, and then handed it to me. When he stretched his hand towards me, I quickly swung my knife and slashed at his outstretched arm.
