Yan Xingchen has thought about who Qi Wuhe might be substituted.

But from the perspective of Sang Yi, she was either recuperating from illness or dealing with various things these days. There was a little clear memory clip, which was the part where she went to the Priests' Hall to get the witch lantern.

During these times, there are basically others around. "Sangyi" cannot make any actions that violate other people's impressions, so he cannot find an opportunity to run out alone to find someone.

So much so that the moment he just put the mulberry robe in, he didn't expect to try the golden tear first.

Since Yao Su is Qi Wuhuai, they don’t have to worry about violating the character’s character in the memory clips of Sang Yi and Yao Su getting along. It’s really easy to deal with next.

The two looked at each other and said nothing.

"What are you two doing?" said a brother from Yao Su next to him, "It will take so long to hand over a lamp? Sangyi, treat it differently."

The other few people laughed.

Someone else said, "This turns out to be a witch lantern? I only felt it on the altar when I was a child. There was only one. The first time I saw so many."

"The witch is so beautiful."

"There are no need to be afraid of the witch lanterns these two days."

"Please trouble Sangyi."

"I should."

Yan Xingchen let go, "Yao Su" took the witch lantern and carried it directly into his own hands.

The man still looked at him.

Among the Earth Demons, except for the entrants who look at themselves, everyone else looks like the Earth Demons.

In Qi Wushe's eyes, he should only look like Sang Yi.

Even though Yan Xingchen knew that the person in front of him was Qi Wuhuai, he could only see Yao Su's appearance.

Yao Su's appearance is gentle and elegant, much worse than Qi Wushe himself. But this person is stained with a trace of random and evil temperament. Even if he can't see Qi Wushe's face, he can still imagine what Qi Wushe himself should be like at this time.

Unfortunately, these eyes are from Yao Su, and only the eyes are unforgivable.

He couldn't help staring at the man's eyes for a while, then he turned his eyes away, and felt an unspeakable feeling of discomfort in his heart, and his cheeks became hot at some point.

He never seemed to have such a weird feeling.

Maybe this was Sang Yi’s mood at that time.

Yan Xingchen had just seen many clues in the Priests' Hall. At this time, he happened to take advantage of Sang Yi to come to Yao Su and discuss it with Qi Wushe alone.

Just these "people" around...

"Hey you-!"

The man in front of him suddenly put down the witch lamp, grabbed his hand, and pulled him in front of him.

Yan Xingchen didn't pay attention, leaned forward and almost crashed into "Yao Su"'s arms.

He was about to stand up, but Qi Wushe held him down, lowered his head and said softly: "Cooperate with me."

Yan Xingchen was stunned.

I saw the man lower his head again, leaning in his ear, and doing nothing.

But from someone else's perspective...

On the side, someone hurriedly said, "As for what happened, I haven't seen you for a few days, I won't bother you, buddy, I'll leave first..."

The other few people hurriedly left with their witch lamp.

In an instant, the only two of them were left in the small yard of Yao Su family.

Yan Xingchen had just been froze by the sudden close distance. As soon as the person left, he quickly pushed "Yao Su" away and took a full breath.

What a strange feeling.

He and Qi Wuhe are now both substituted for the perspective of the dead soul formed by the Earth Demon, and the emotions of the person being substituted will always appear and disappear. He is like this now, probably because of the influence of Sang Yi's own emotions.

And Sang Yi and Yao Su have that relationship...

Then Qi Wuhe also had this strange feeling...?

Yan Xingchen cleared his throat awkwardly, and said, "I just said, "I was a little worried that they could see the clues, so I was nervous."

Qi Wuhua: "Oh."

"..." Why did this person change his face? Still making him want to beat someone up?

"By the way," he said, "You are now substituting Yao Su, then your eyes..."

Their live broadcast perspectives are open, and Qi Wushe answered very obscurely: "Yao Su is not blind, of course I can see what he can see. But this is what he sees, but it is not what I see. Unfortunately, Yao Su's eyes see Sang Yi, I have never seen you before."

It’s not that you don’t want to lift off the blindfolded cloth tape.

Otherwise, I'd seen it long ago.

From the live broadcast perspective, Yan Xingchen's words can only be complained about.

Yao Su and Sang Yi's memories of being alone would last for a long time. He was too lazy to spend time with Qi Wushe, pointing to the witch lantern in front of them, and telling Qi Wushe about what he saw and heard in the Earth Demon.

The man chuckled, found a knife in the courtyard, raised his hand and scratched his palm.

Blood flowed out, and along the direction he was tilted towards, into the small ditch at the bottom of the witch's lamp.

"Do you think there is something wrong with the witch lamp?" he said, "It's better to just ignite it and try it. This is the Earth Demon. Except for our souls, the rest are memories that have passed, and you don't have to pay a price to try."

A gentle "silence".

The witch light in front of Qi Wushe was on.

There is no wick, only flame.

And the blood he dripped into the witch's lamp just now was slightly less.

There was only the last moment left at dusk, and the warm yellow light splashed down, overlapping with the slightly swaying flames. The witch carving on top was soaked in the dusk halo, and her blank eyes were even more serene.

The surroundings were illuminated by the witch lamp.

This lamp is indeed the blood of the Qingshan tribe as lamp oil.

What about the wick?

Yan Xingchen did not hesitate, took the knife and scratched himself.

There was also a witch lantern in the mulberry yarn. He dripped the blood of the mulberry yarn, and the witch lantern also lit up with a "rustling" sound.

"There is no difference from what the old priest said, blood is lamp oil. Warning, the effect of driving away evil spirits should not be faked. After all, the Qingshan tribe has been using this thing. It seems that this is a ghost-exorcist prop similar to a talisman, and the conditions for use are the blood of the Qingshan tribe."

If you want to find a metaphor, using blood as an introduction to ignite the witch's lamp, just like Yan Xingchen used his own blood to draw talismans before, they were all used to stimulate yin and yang things to use the energy of a stranger to stimulate yin and yang.

But the witch lantern looks a little more mysterious, but the truth should be the same.

"The priests of the Qingshan tribe still use the magic of exorcism. Why did the old priest deliberately delay the distribution of this witch lantern for two days--"

He paused.

In front of me, the witch lamp lit by "Yao Su" was on, but the flame he lit up just now began to jump violently as if it was blown from all directions by the wind!

Qi Wushe also saw it: "Why did your glass shake so hard?"

Before he finished speaking, Sang Li walked in outside the door with her witch lamp.

"Sang Yi, I just heard that you are here in Yao Su," Sang Li walked in with a smile, "Have you finished the witch lantern on your side? It's getting dark."

Yan Xingchen and Qi Wushe looked at each other again, and then their eyes fell on the witch lantern in Sang Li's hand.

The witch lights and candle flames on Sang Li's hand were also jumping rapidly!

It’s just that the one in her hand was not as fast as the one in Yan Xingchen.

But she was not surprised, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with the cup beside Yan Xingchen.

Is this phenomenon normal for Sang Li and Sang Yi?

Both of them are candidates for the priests...

Yan Xingchen nodded: "I'm done sending it, I won't go back."

"You want to stay here at Yao Su again? That's fine, but don't run around tonight. You'll be a sacrifice the day after tomorrow. Be careful of evil spirits these two days. Also, since you are together, just light a lamp? The witch lamp is bloodthirsty, and if you use it too much, something will happen."

Yan Xingchen was worried about how to bring the topic to the witch lantern, so he hurriedly answered: "I just want to give it a try. Which one of the witch lanterns lit by Yao Su or me is more useful."

"You didn't listen to the teacher's class seriously," Sang Li was helpless. "Didn't the teacher say that? The witch lantern in our hands will sway, just because we are the candidates for the priests selected by the witch, but the effect of our use of the witch lantern is the same as that of others. The effect of exorcism is the function of the witch lantern, and it has nothing to do with us."

Yan Xingchen got the answer and blew out the cup in front of him and said, "Then we will only order one. It's getting dark and it's not safe on the road. You can go back quickly."

Compared to Sang Yi, Sang Li is simply a believer who completely believes in the stone statues of the old priests and witches. She is much more obedient than Sang Yi.

She didn't stop and took the witch lamp before it was dark.

Qi Wushe sneered: "I can't see that she will be a priest who will hold a bloody sacrifice with a smile."

Although Sang Li is more pedantic than Sang Yi, she still looks gentle and kind.

"Maybe power will directly reshape a person. Judging from her meaning, the witch lamp can not only exorcise ghosts, but also be used to select the next priest, so the one in front of me and the one in her hand will be more abnormal..."

Just before leaving, Yao Su's friend said that when he was a child, he touched a separate witch lantern on the altar. At that time, he was using the witch lantern to test whether the newly born child was a suitable priest candidate, right?
To be continued...