The two followed Lu Lie's guidance to the wall, pushed open the secret door and saw that fortunately the headless corpse inside was still there, unlike Lu Lie's fantasy. The cannibal owl was very skilled and brave. He walked to the corner of the wall along the dim light, grabbed the head on the ground that was kicked away by Lu Lie and looked at it, and his pupils shrank into two points.

"Even if it has been air-dried for so long, judging from the face shape, it is Yang Wei's head..."

"But, how could Yang Wei's body appear here? He has been dead for so long?"

"What is Yang Wei's connection with the Kingdom of the Tree?"

"If this is the real Yang Wei, then what is the one who has been with us all the time?"

Lu Lie put forward a hypothesis: "Can this person be Yang Wei's father, or the twin brother, or the like? In short, he looks very similar to him, and after his face shrinks, he becomes even more unrecognizable."

Yang Wei's face looked a little ugly, but he still murmured and denied: "My father died when I was very young. I watched his body cremated. It is absolutely impossible for me to appear here for no reason. Moreover, I don't have any twin brothers."

Lu Lie subconsciously took a step back and looked at Yang Wei with the look of looking at the monster: "Yang Wei, then how should you explain this time?"

Yang Wei slowly sat on the ground, his eyes gradually becoming blurred. "I don't know..." His voice began to tremble slightly, with a hint of huge pain hidden, "I really don't know anything. It's so strange? How could I see my own corpse? When the Misty City passed through the time and space wall, there were constant strange things, and now it is. It's so strange..."

"Yang Wei, come here." The cannibal owl waved to him, "The face will lie, but the human head will not lie. Everyone's head has a unique shape, and even if many years have passed, there will be no change. Let me touch your head and touch this head, and then I will know if this corpse is yours."

At this moment, Yang Wei was in a daze and his spirit was completely in a trance. When the cannibal owl called him like this, he walked over consciously.

Looking at Yang Wei's back, Lu Lie moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but finally he held it back. He could not touch his head. According to the ruthless personality of the cannibal owl, Lu Lie suspected that he wanted to deceive Yang Wei when he was unsuspecting, and slapped Yang Wei's mind and let him go to the west.

Lu Lie was about to say something to stop Yang Wei from going over. But after struggling for a moment, he still didn't speak. After all, in so many troubles, it was hard to say whether the cannibal owl chose to kill Yang Wei was right or wrong. What's more, there were too many mysteries in Yang Wei, and everyone had been giving him a chance along the way, but he never said it.

He has done his best to be kind to him.

This person cannot be kept.

Yang Wei lowered his head. The cannibal ox stretched out his hand, pressed Yang Wei's head and rubbed it gently. Lu Lie watched from the side without saying a word. Perhaps the next second, the cannibal ox's fingers would be slightly pressed, and Yang Wei would become the second headless corpse in this room.

After all, they had a comrade-in-arms fight, and they had been born and died for so long. Lu Lie couldn't bear to watch it, so he closed his eyes.

Time is as slow as it has frozen.

I don’t know how long it took, but I heard the old voice of the cannibal owl: “I can tell you with certainty that this corpse is yours. You are exactly the same as his head, and there are absolutely no two completely the same heads in this world… Even if a skilled craftsman deliberately made a skull that is just like you, it is impossible to fake it in some details and deceive me.”

Lu Lie waited for a long time, but he could not hear the crisp sound of bone cracks. He opened his eyes in surprise and found that the cannibal owl had raised his hand and Yang Wei had also stood up.

Just let Yang Wei go?

Is this still the style of a cannibal owl?

However, the person who was most surprised was not Lu Lie, but Yang Wei, who was determined to be dead at this moment. He held his head and looked left and right for a long time, but he didn't know what Yang Wei felt at the moment. After all, he might be the first person to stare at his body from ancient times to the present.

Yang Wei threw away the body, suddenly half kneeled on the ground, just holding his head tightly. His shoulders and arms trembled slightly, as if in great pain.

The brain suddenly seemed uncontrollable, and countless memories poured into his head like a flood of time and space. The voices of countless people and countless scenes passed by. The amount of information was astonishingly large, almost breaking Yang Wei's head.

"Die...Die..."

He lay on the ground in a strange position like a cramped shrimp, with some meaningless syllables popping out of his mouth.

"Die...Die..."

“I…I…I…I…I…”

"I'm not...not me...I..."

"Die...Die...All dead..."

Lu Lie ignored this poor man anymore. He passed by him and walked towards the headless corpse still sitting firmly in his position.

The body of Yang Wei was wearing a piece of silk covered with thin ashes and holding a volume of scriptures in his hand.

Lu Lie pulled the scriptures twice before pulling them off from the hand of the deceased Yang Wei. He opened the thin scriptures and took a look. There were some extremely twisted and ghost-like talismans in the book.

"What are these?"

Lu Lie took a look and felt a little dizzy. He then casually closed the scripture that Yang Wei had been holding on to the side before his death and threw it aside.

Suddenly, a strange feeling spread throughout Lu Lie's body.

It felt like he ate the fruit of the giant tree for the first time in Zhushi Town. Oh no, it was a hundred times more pleasant than that feeling. A stream of energy that was as full as the sea poured into Lu Lie's body, not only swept away his fatigue and pain these days, but also gave him endless power, making him reborn as if he had been reborn.

Every inch of bones on Lu Lie's body began to giggle.

He felt his hands full of strength, and his hands were pinched into fists, as if air could not escape from the palm of his hand.

The spiritual world in the body began to resonate strangely.

"What's going on? What's going on?" The big black bull, who was sleeping in his body, also felt this strange power and started shouting.

The flames symbolizing the rose tiger, yellow yellow, iron-capped tortoise, and ice python began to tremble violently, with signs of early recovery.

"Is this the power of the words of the gods?"
Chapter completed!