Bian Yunlong came in earlier than Wang Fu. He was also an experienced disciple and could not stay in it and do nothing.

Surviving in difficulties is a necessary skill for Yunyangguan disciples.

"Yes, I have some clues."

Bian Yunlong took Wang Fu and walked to a paper man, pointing at his broken wrist.

"Look, this is what I cut off."

Wang Fu has a large number of paper men's appearances, and it seems that this senior brother Bian is also quite rude.

In addition to the bamboo skeleton and paper-paste skin, there is also a mass of blood on the wrist of the paper man.

"This is?

Wang Fu looked up and looked at Bian Yunlong.

"That's right, when I first came in, this person had not been completely transformed into a paper man. His arm was still flesh and blood, and he was cut off by me."

Bian Yunlong pointed at the blood, "This blood was shed at that time and later turned into a paper man, and the blood did not disappear."

As we all know, paper people have no flesh and blood, and they transform in one day, and all flesh and blood in their bodies disappear without a trace, only an empty skeleton.

However, the wound cut by Bian Yunlong was still left in place.

Bian Yunlong raised his broken finger again, "My finger was cut off from the paper paste, without any blood."

Wang Fu admired him very much. This senior brother is doing his own experiment!

"Blood, this is a key point.

Bian Yunlong continued, "Also, I suspect that the evil ghost is hidden in these paper people."

Wang Fu was shocked, “What?

These rows of paper-row people are not far from them. What if they suddenly attack?

"Don't worry, it's not in the way."

Bian Yunlong whispered to Wang Fu, "There is a rule for evil ghosts to kill people. Such people will never break their own rules."

After hearing this, Wang Fu thought it made sense. The evil ghost was only after the territory was broken, and he had been trapping everyone with the illusion of a mansion.

Wang Fu pondered for a moment, "Senior Brother Bian, as you said, if you find the body of a fierce ghost from these group of paper people, will you break the deadlock?"

“That’s it.”

Bian Yunlong looked at him with a wry smile and shook his head, "How easy is it to find the evil ghost?"

It turned out that he discovered this trick at that time, and he had thought of taking the lead and finding the body of the evil ghost.

However, this evil ghost seemed to enjoy the game process very much and "played hide and seek" with Bian Yunlong.

"Look for a long time, I got nothing."

Bian Yunlong spread his hands, "This evil ghost can change his shadow, treat all paper people as a place to live, and cannot catch up with his speed of change at all."

That is to say...

Wang Fu's eyes fell on these hundreds of paper men, all of which were the bodies of evil ghosts.

"Senior Brother Bian, I'll add your personal skills for you. Let's find it again."

When Bian Yunlong heard it made sense. He was alone before and had limited eyesight. Now Wang Fu helps, his chances of winning have increased greatly.

However, he did not forget to remind Wang Fu.

"It's a price to find that evil ghost."

cost?

Bian Yunlong then explained, "If you stand still, your body will be transformed into paper and it will be very slow. Once you try to find the body of a ferocious ghost, you will move the speed ten times faster."

This is probably the game rule of the evil spirit.

Waiting for death is very slow, but asking for death is very fast.

"Done."

Wang Fu immediately made the decision, who is afraid of whom!

The two of them went to discuss and decided to encircle the left and right sides, screen the paper people, and leave marks.

Wang Fu's mark is 'wang', and Bian Yunlong's mark is 'yun'. There is no need to repeat the mark when seeing the other party's mark.

Wang Fu shuttled through the paper man, with figures in front, back, left and right, feeling a huge pressure coming to his face.

These paper people remained motionless, and seemed to be without danger, but the oppression caused by the mystery became stronger.

Wang Fu's fingers slid across a paper man, the fire condensed into the tip of the pen, and wrote the word "Wang".

Puff.

The fire extinguished, leaving a melting seal on the white paper.

Wang Fu's hand is very beautiful, with a clear and powerful pen tip, and there is no burnt on the nearby paper.

Every time I took a step, the paper man I saw was bare, and Wang Fu did not think about it, and the fire left a mark on the pen.

Gradually, he found something was wrong. He looked back at the mark he had just left and counted it in a hurry, and it was more than three or four hundred.

Bian Yunlong was helping him on the other side, but from just now, I have not seen any marks of the word "cloud".

“What’s wrong.”

Wang Fu suddenly turned around and saw the paper man who had just left his mark. The word "Wang" slowly fryed and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Looking at other paper people, they were smooth and had nothing.

"Senior Brother Bian."

Wang Fu shouted loudly, "There are too many paper people and I can't see where the other party is."

"Junior Brother Wang, you also found something wrong?"

Bian Yunlong's voice came from the opposite side, "Any mark on the paper man will disappear immediately, no matter whether it is in a fire, it will be ineffective."

He also added, "Before this, this was not the case."

Wang Fu immediately understood that this was a patch specially added by the evil spirit after he came, in order to target the two of them.

"What a cunning evil spirit."

Wang Fu tried it a few more times, and sure enough, no means were effective. These paper-tied dolls could heal automatically and could not leave a mark.

However, a more serious situation occurred.

Wang Fu walked into the crowd and now found that there were paper people around him, walking around in circles, and he was trapped in a sea of ​​paper people and could not get out.

"Senior Brother Bian, Senior Brother Bian."

Wang Fu shouted a few times, but he couldn't hear the other party's voice.

"Could it be..."

Wang Fu raised his hands and saw that his nails had turned into paper, which was transforming towards paper.

Could it be that the Senior Brother Bian just now was not the original deity, but the evil spirit?

No!

Wang Fu recalled the scene of meeting at that time. The life candle was red. Although it faded slightly, it was still a living life fire.

He raised his hands, his fingertips were numb, and he could no longer feel the pain.

By the way, where is his own life fire?

Wang Fu opened his eyes and looked at himself. The fire was a little dim, but a trace of white mark appeared on the surface of the candle.

The ghost succeeded and invaded Wang Fu's fate and began to transform him quietly.

The key now is how to get out of the maze set by this paper man.

Wang Fu took a deep breath, suddenly thought of something, immediately took out the compass, turned the magnetic needle a few times, and found the target.

It was a paper man cut off with a wrist, and it was the object of Bian Yunlong's experiment before.

Looking at the other person's wrist, it was still disconnected and there was no frying.

"It seems that I expected that the wounds in the flesh and blood state cannot be fryed even after they become paper people."

When Wang Fu thought of this, he heard footsteps behind him.

"Junior Brother Wang, you are here too."

Bian Yunlong saw the paper man in front of Wang Fu and nodded, "It seems that you and I have thought of going together."

He raised his little finger, and the knuckles he had cut off had completely grown.

"The paper-tied body will be fryed automatically no matter how hard it is."

Wang Fu looked at Bian Yunlong quietly and spoke for a long time, "Senior Brother Bian, the most urgent thing at the moment is how to get out of this maze?"
Chapter completed!