How weird is the scene?
The unknown people behind the white paper are like bamboo shoots after a rain.
Behind the countless holes in the white paper are empty, horrified eyes,
I felt a lot of eyes focused on me, but I didn't seem to have this feeling. No one was looking at me at all.
I stared and looked around, Grandpa, the three clan elders Qing, Hong, and Lan, the Zhang family with white faces...
Wang Zhi frowned and asked me as if facing a formidable enemy:
"Zhang Ahsi...Zhang Ahsi!".
"Zhang Ahsi, what on earth were you talking to just...just now?".
"There are no ghosts here, no one except us, what kind of existence did you see?".
I looked at Wang Zhi with my eyes, and then pointed at those people one by one.
"This is my grandpa."
"This is the elder of our Zhang family... He is dressed in red... This is...".
I explained in turn that Wang Zhi's expression only became more alert, and gorgeous golden lines appeared on his face and arms.
Wang Zhi's pale face was full of solemnity: "There are no outsiders here, and there are no evil spirits. There are only you and me in this ruined temple."
"There is no one here like you described. You are the only one talking to yourself. I don't feel any special existence. If you are not crazy, then I am crazy!"
I murmured in a low voice: "Am I crazy? Are you crazy?"
"Obviously I saw them, I noticed them, I felt them? Why do you say you can't see them?".
"Isn't the Zhang family right here? There are so many people here."
Grandpa left his seat and came forward, putting his hand on my shoulder: "Child, what are you confused about?".
The elder of the Tsing Yi tribe also frowned and said:
"Ah Si...are you doubting us? Are you doubting your own eyes?"
"Didn't you see us with your own eyes and experience it with your own eyes?"
"You saw us."
The elder in red: "Why do you care about other people's opinions? Does it matter whether you see him or not?"
"Is it important that you are Zhang Asi...or is it Wupi? Now you are not always burdened with the suspicion of Wupi, but you can't get rid of your identity as Wupi. In fact, you are."
"Sometimes you need it, sometimes you have it, but sometimes you don't need it..."
I moved my mouth lightly: "Yeah...it doesn't matter whether they can see it or not. It doesn't matter whether you are human or ghost. It has no impact on me."
"I can see, I can hear."
Wang Zhimao looked at me in horror. How weird is this scene?
He was sure that there was absolutely no evil in this place, "But that Zhang Si's appearance didn't seem to be fake, either.
The expression, body reactions, and even the contraction and expansion of the pupils cannot be faked, they are undoubtedly real.
If he is really having a conversation with something, the result is that the so-called existence is not something he can see.
He couldn't see it either. What kind of existence would that be?
Not just one!
The elders of the Tsing Yi clan and the elders of the Lan Yi clan stood up together: "Sure enough, they are descendants of the Zhang family."
A delighted smile appeared on Grandpa's face: "My child... you have realized it."
"Ah Si... you...".
A green shadow swept across, and the remaining words were spat out from Grandpa's mouth, floating in the air.
Grandpa’s head spun a few times and fell to the ground, his benevolent eyes still falling on me.
I heard the last words from his mouth clearly,
"Zhang...the blood of the Zhang family...you can't get rid of the fate of the Zhang family!".
My figure swept out of the ground, and my eyes instantly locked onto the head of the elder from the Tsing Yi tribe.
The next moment, a white, clear-jointed finger grabbed the head of the elder from the Tsing Yi tribe.
The elder from the Tsing Yi clan still laughed so enthusiastically: "Zhang...".
The rest of the words were drowned in the broken head of the Qingyi clan elder,
Without stopping, I stabbed the red-clothed clan elder's chest with a knife covered in blood, and cut him open with a smile on his face.
The movement didn't stop, and neither did the blade.
The old man in blue did not show any panic or fear. I cut off his limbs calmly.
The head was split in half and fell to the ground like a melon.
A piece of white paper faced me, and the eyes in the holes in the white paper stared at me and my behavior.
The four pupils move lightly, everything is in the eyes, and all behaviors can be captured.
I broke into the crowd and swung happily, swiping the knife more frequently, breaking limbs and heads,
The scene of the bloody disaster was created by me.
I reached out and grabbed a boy who was only a teenager, and grabbed his head along with the white paper on his face.
The moment the Wind-Mocking Dragon Pattern was used, the little melon's head burst from the inside.
The bronze horizontal sword has turned blood red, and it is unclear whether the blade is blunt.
All I know is that I can still wield the knife with ease.
"Is it a human or a ghost? Does it matter?".
"If they are human beings, I will kill them. If they are ghosts, I will kill them all. If I can see them, I will kill them until I cannot see them!"
The feeling of being hit is really weird, they will bleed...the internal organs will flow out, and the eyeballs will explode when they are stepped on...
Have to doubt that they are human?
Wang Zhi frowned and observed my every move. Every time I swung my sword blankly, slashed into the air, or took a shot, every shot was so lifelike, as if there was a real enemy.
.........
Soon I put down my hand weakly, and the blood-red horizontal knife touched the ground lightly.
The things in front of him were completely covered in blood, and the ground was covered with muddy and bloody pieces of flesh. The mutilated and broken white paper was mixed with the flesh and blood and was strangely not dyed red.
There seems to be pupils watching behind the empty space on the white paper.
Wang Zhi asked dryly: "What are you doing?".
I touched the blood on my face and said simply: "Kill...I killed them all."
Wang Zhi struck mercilessly: "But I only saw you slashing at the air. Is the person you killed really a person? Is there really someone in front of you?".
I didn't respond but took a few steps forward with the knife in hand. My palm suddenly tightened and I lifted the blade:
"There is no one in front of me, are you a human?".
Wang Zhi raised his hand and pursed his lips: "You are crazy."
I chuckled: "The world in my eyes is crazy."
"They exist. I believe they exist, so I killed them with my own hands... to confirm."
"Looking at it now...it seems that half of my guesses were wrong."
Turning my head slightly, I glanced at the three clan elders on the main seat, the grandfather next to me, and the many faces with blood written on white paper around them.
They are still there... It seems that my slashing is just a useless vent.
What did I cut?
What are they?
"They exist!",
A clear, familiar voice sounded from outside the temple,
I saw figures in white approaching in the shadow of the mahogany buildings looming outside.
It is obviously different from the surrounding darkness and blood red.
Wang Zhi turned around quickly when he heard the sound and was overjoyed: "Heavenly Master!".
The Four-Eyed Celestial Master is still wearing a white Taoist robe, and his eyes are narrowed into deep black slits.
Wang Zhi was extremely happy when he saw the Heavenly Master coming.
Appearing in this place inexplicably, I saw Zhang Ah Si talking to himself in the air and waving a knife crazily.
Seeing that Zhang Asi was about to kill him as well, how could he not panic?
Now that the Heavenly Master is here, everything is stable.
