"I am one of someone else's three corpses, am I... am I Peng Zhi?"
Li Huowang's mind was buzzing at this moment, and he felt that his mind was very messy.
"How is this possible? I clearly crossed over, how could I be some bullshit Peng Zhi!"
"You don't have to believe it, this is reality. Think carefully about the past. There must be some details that you didn't notice at the time."
"Details?" Li Huowang instinctively resisted, but after careful consideration, he found that there were indeed many doubts.
Danyang Zi was as foolish and self-righteous as ever, and everything around him, whether real or illusory, matched the description of the three corpses.
"Also, do you remember what happened when you were a child? It's natural that we are not human, we never had a childhood!"
The monk's words made Li Huowang try to remember what happened before he arrived at Qingfeng Temple, but all he got was a blank.
"What is true, what is false?"
These details, along with the monk's help, kept exchanging in his mind, and Li Huowang felt his head splitting.
"Peng Zhi, restrain your nature. I can do it, and you can too! Don't guess, don't doubt anymore! We can beat that person!"
The old monk grabbed Li Huowang's arms anxiously and shook them.
"Get up quickly, look at those people chasing us. It's the work of those cultivators."
"As long as we cut off the two corpses, he will become an immortal! So now we're like fleas on the same rope, we can't let his plan succeed!"
Li Huowang stabilized his chaotic mind and gritted his teeth, turning to the monk to ask, "Monk! You--"
"Watch out!" The monk quickly pulled him back, and a crossbow bolt with barbs hung on a few strands of Li Huowang's hair, quickly passing by.
"At this time, why are you still asking questions? Can't we leave this place first and talk slowly later! Look, all those outside are enemies!"
Li Huowang turned his head and saw that the small black dots in the distance were no longer dots, but a crowd of people riding horses and camels.
Some of them had terrifying wooden masks on their faces, with sharp teeth growing from their mouths, wriggling like sea anemones.
Li Huowang knew them, they were the people who performed the jumping puppet show.
If it was just them, it would be fine, but unfortunately, they were not alone. A large number of bandits followed them.
These bandits with their faces covered were full of hostility, holding various weapons in their hands, shouting like they were herding sheep.
Looking at everything in the distance, Li Huowang's expression was very ugly, and he planned to continue forward.
But before he could take a few steps, he suddenly felt the dim Gobi shaking violently and collapsing.
"Not good! Of all times, it had to be now!"
When he fully regained consciousness, he found himself tied to the bed in the ward again.
Then he saw Yang Na and his mother carefully placing a table on his bed.
"Peng Zhi..." A faint voice suddenly sounded beside Li Huowang, and his hands, bound by bandages, clenched tightly.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly opened his eyes, but found that he had not gone back.
"Huowang, happy birthday! Do you remember? My birthday is in three days."
Wearing a white tight sweater, Yang Na gently placed a paper crown on Li Huowang's head. She clearly did not notice any change in Li Huowang's expression.
"Peng Zhi... Wake up..." The voice next to his ear became louder.
Beside him, Sun Xiaoyan placed a cake on the table and began to light the candles.Immediately, Li Huowang felt that the voice in his ear was getting louder. "Peng Zhi, wake up quickly, they're catching up!"
The lights in the ward went out, and the two women with smiles on their faces leaned in, one on each side, with their hands clasped together.
"Peng Zhi! Everything I said is true! Don't think about Li Huowang's memories and body! Those things are all Li Huowang's, not yours! You're just borrowing his body. Overcome your nature! Forget them!"
"I'm not Li Huowang? My mom and Yang Na actually care about someone else named Li Huowang?"
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Li Huowang looked at the two people in front of him with trembling lips.
"Happy birthday to you~ Happy birthday to you~" The two of them began to sing a birthday song softly.
Watching this warm scene in front of him, Li Huowang's lips trembled slightly, and he bit his gums and swallowed the blood gently.
He wanted to take a deep breath and vent the depression in his heart through this physical way, but he didn't dare because he was afraid of scaring the two people in front of him.
The song ended, and Li Huowang leaned forward slightly and blew out the candle in front of him.
This action by Li Huowang obviously surprised the two people, and they opened their mouths in astonishment. "Huowang! When did you wake up?"
He smiled at them and said softly, "My wish is to have a piece of cloth to stuff my mouth. Can I? Because I might be a bit noisy."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud noise, and Li Huowang's vision was instantly filled with stars. "Wake up!!"
He returned to the cold Gobi, with his face rubbed on the ground, his flesh and blood blurred.
Three carriages were surrounded in a circle, and everyone was huddled inside, holding weapons and fighting back. Although they were outnumbered, they persisted very hard.
Obviously, during the time Li Huowang was away, they had been caught up!
The situation of such a crisis in front of him made Li Huowang eager to rush over and help.
However, he did not move because he saw a monk standing on his right.
Then he glanced at the person supporting him in front of him.
Li Huowang exerted force with both hands and pushed the person away. That was also a monk, and now he saw two monks in his eyes!
"Pu Chi!" An arrow shot out and went straight through Li Huowang's shoulder.
But he didn't feel any pain at this moment, and continued to stand there, looking at the two identical monks with vigilance.
"Hey, Taoist priest, you're hit by an arrow! Are you okay?" The newly appeared old monk was about to approach, but was rebuked by Li Huowang.
"Stand back! I don't believe either of you now!" Li Huowang held up his long sword and shouted with bulging veins in his neck.
If these two people inside were not dealt with urgently, he was afraid that he would be ambushed when he went out to meet the enemy later.
The old monk who was closer now looked helpless and said to Li Huowang, "Peng Zhi, there are no two monks. That monk is your illusion. If you don't believe it, ask your other companions. They can't see it at all."
