"Impossible! How do you know I'm fake?"

Du Jinghong on the ground kept shaking his head, as if he was recalling something that he had a flaw.

He thought hard but found no flaws.

"I didn't know before, but now I know." Li Shier shrugged and looked at him like a fool. "My principle of being a human being is to not trust anyone. And when you entered the door, you called me Li Shier. Du Jinghong didn't have the courage to call me my name in front of me. Even if there was, it would be unfair to beat him up."

"Are you cheating me?" Du Jinghong on the ground widened his eyes, his face full of anger!

He was fooled.

"It's not. I suspected that you had three or four points before, but now it's exactly ten points." Li Shier stood above Du Jinghong's head with the Sky-Breaking Sword and slowly raised it up. "If I'm right, you should be the real master of Fengshantai, right?"

"It's really not easy to be able to control the entire Fengshan platform and cultivate so many puppets. Although I don't know who you are, I believe you must have appeared by my side."

"You'd better pray that I will never be caught. Otherwise, the next time I cut off the puppet will not be the head of this puppet."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Shier cut off the long sword in his hand!

The body of ‘Du Jinghong’ was separated.

The temple did not disappear, and the statue was still a statue.

The surrounding environment has not changed at all.

The Nine Spirit Temple stands on the Fengshan Platform like this.

However, Du Jinghong, whose head was cut off, turned into powder and dissipated.

Outside the door, another Du Jinghong looked around.

"Emperor Western Emperor?" He saw Li Shier in the temple and exclaimed: "Come out quickly! This is one of the three major temples, it is very evil! Stay away from it! I just went to kill the old monk who was ringing the bell, but it was useless. That guy couldn't kill him!"

"It's okay." Li Shier waved to him. "Come."

The real Du Jinghong is to be greedy for life and fear of death.

This kind of greed for life and fear of death is not fear, but caution!

Minimize the probability of death as much as possible.

The fake Du Jinghong just now has a slightly clumsy acting skills.

He became Sima Wuji very much.

Du Jinghong took a look and made sure there was no problem before walking in.

Bang!

As soon as he came in, he was kicked by Li Shier in the butt.

"Damn it, Xidi, what do you mean?" Du Jinghong frowned slightly, with no dissatisfaction in his eyes, only surprise.

"I just found a fake Du Jinghong, and I cut his head off." Li Shier glanced at him and said lightly: "I have to see if it's true or false, otherwise I'll be embarrassed if I kill the wrong person."

"That's the reason." Du Jinghong felt his neck chill and a little cunning.

But if you say it, it will be safe.

After a while, I forgot about the fact that I was kicked just now.

"I killed the fake one, but there is no change here. If I was not mistaken, that fake one is just the most ordinary puppet, because it is a entity, it is controlled by the master of Fengshantai."

Li Shier raised his head to look at the three statues of gods with his hands behind his back.

The statue of God has not changed.

Return to the statue.

It is hard to imagine that these three statues were attacking Li Shier like humans the moment before.

"We are trapped." Du Jinghong was as calm as Li Shier. He looked at the statue of the god and sighed: "When I came here to pilgrimage, tens of thousands of people stood outside! In front of this statue, there were prophets standing. We were ten meters away from the statue of the god, and we knelt on the ground."

As he said that, he took a step forward.

Standing at the feet of the statue.

The distance is only half a meter.

"But now, I can stand in front of them, just as close as possible." Du Jinghong stretched out his hand and gently touched the statue.

But I found it was empty.

"I forgot that it had been broken by the Emperor of the West long ago and packaged into a golden coffin. If this were to be put today, a crime of destroying cultural relics would make you sit in the bottom of the prison." Du Jinghong turned around and quipped with a smile.

"But that's fine, this illusion made me see the glory of the temple in the past. Everything here seems to have never changed."

Du Jinghong closed his eyes and opened his hands, enjoying such time very much.

The two wandered around the temple, like tourists at the scenic spot, and did not seem to be trapped on the Fengshan Platform at all.

I don’t know how long it took, but I seemed to be tired.

Du Jinghong sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Only the ground is real." He patted the ground and smiled, "Five thousand years ago, if anyone told me that such a magnificent temple fair was demolished, I would not believe it if I beat it to death! All the world is believers, and the Nine Provinces worship it! What a glorious temple in that year!"

"If anyone told me a year ago that I could sit face to face with the Holy Lord, and before the fight had started, I would walk over and slap him."

After saying that, he looked at Li Shier and sighed: "This is the charm of the world."

"If I cut off your head with one knife now, the world might lose this charm." After Li Shier said that, he looked at Du Jinghong who was a little surprised and smiled: "I'm joking."

"I feel like I'll make a life in a few seconds." Du Jinghong laughed at himself and pointed at the three statues in front of him. "What should I do?"

"Wait." Li Shier sat next to Du Jinghong and took the Sky-Breaking Sword in his hand. "Since the people of Fengshantai trapped us here, they must have his ideas. Such a huge illusion is very exhausting, and we are not in a hurry to wait for him."

After saying that, Li Shier carved a chessboard on the ground with a knife.

"Play chess?" Du Jinghong rubbed his hands and sat on the chessboard, and immediately became interested.

"Don't you say that I haven't played chess for many years. It's not like your Holy Lord, who plays with women all day long, and we can only play this." After that, he smiled.

That generation loved playing chess very much.

There is no other entertainment program, either going up a tree to catch monkeys or going to sea to catch fish.

If you can play chess, it is a treatment that only high-level people can get.

However, after that era, Du Jinghong could not find an opponent who could play chess.

Even his men were playing with their phones, and no one liked this kind of thing at all.

"You are lucky today." Li Shier took out a pack of chess pieces from his arms and placed them in front of him. "It's useless for me to keep these chess pieces, I'll give them to you later."

"really?"

Du Jinghong opened the chess piece and put it in his hand to touch it. It was very warm and had an indescribable sense of intimacy.

"Of course, you have no jokes." Li Shier picked up the chess piece and threw it straight into the sky.

Strangely, this chess piece was actually hanging in the air.

The chessboard was drawn on the ground, which was also reflected between the two.

"This chess piece was polished with their skulls when I killed the temple guards. In that era, you know, they were all so rude." After Li Shier said that, pointing at Du Jinghong: "It's you."
Chapter completed!