Chapter 119 Deadly Paper

I looked at the white paper spread all over the trench and turned to Wang Xiaohuan, "How do you know this is the Deadly Paper?"

Wang Xiaohuan looked at me strangely. "Li Po, what's wrong with you? Didn't you just tell me this was the Deadly Paper?"

"Why are you suddenly asking me?"

At this moment, Ye Yang also said, "I also heard Wang Xiaohuan say it was the Deadly Paper."

Feng Ruohang nodded, "Me too."

Wang Xiaohuan became anxious, "It was clearly Li Po who said it."

Wang Xiaohuan wouldn't lie, but why did we hear Wang Xiaohuan speaking?

Zhu Xiaoyu spoke up at this moment, "I heard Shige (senior brother) talking about the Deadly Paper."

Shi Feidaoren said, "I heard the commander speaking."

Zhu Xiaoyu's expression changed slightly. "Who did you hear explaining things just now? Tell me the truth."

"I heard the commander speaking."

"I heard the Daoist explaining."

"..."

Zhu Xiaoyu's subordinates stood up one by one, and the focus was concentrated on four people: me, Zhu Xiaoyu, Wang Xiaohuan, and Shi Feidaoren.

Zhu Xiaoyu said, "It seems that we heard the same explanation just now, but the speakers were different."

"In other words, none of us have seen the Deadly Paper before, but we all think that someone might know about it."

"For example, I believe that Shige knows what the white paper represents. So, I heard Shige's voice."

"Some of my subordinates think I can see through the mysteries on the white paper. So, they heard my voice."

I had to admit that Zhu Xiaoyu's words made sense.

When I saw the white paper covering the ground, I was also confused. The first person I thought of was Wang Xiaohuan.

Wang Xiaohuan was proficient in witchcraft. In my mind, I believed that Wang Xiaohuan could recognize the origin of this white paper.

So, I heard Wang Xiaohuan's voice.

Ye Yang and Feng Ruohang were the same.

Zhu Xiaoyu's subordinates trusted her, so naturally they heard her voice.

The ghosts and gods in Wuxian Town gave us a warning before even showing their faces.

The ghosts and gods in Wuxian Town can control fate and perceive the future.

No wonder even someone as strong as Prince An didn't dare to enter Wuxian Town casually.

I said in a deep voice, "Let's go, enter Wuxian Town!"

I tentatively stepped onto the white paper laid on both sides of the trench. The white paper trembled slightly but still held my weight.

I walked step by step along the white paper to the opposite side of the trench and stopped. When I looked back, no writing had appeared on the "Deadly Paper."

When I looked up at the opposite side, I suddenly shivered.

I saw myself standing on the opposite side of the trench.

What was even more bizarre was that I clearly remembered that only I had stepped on the Deadly Paper and entered Wuxian Town, but I was already surrounded by people.

Zhu Xiaoyu's subordinates and the members of the Two Realms Hall were all standing beside me, I didn't know when.

On the opposite side of the trench was the same group of people, standing on the edge of the trench in the same posture, clearly preparing to step on the Deadly Paper and cross the trench.

I said softly, "When did you guys come over?"

Ye Yang said, "We came when you came over."

My heart sank suddenly. "Then who are those people on the other side?"

Ye Yang raised his eyes and looked at the opposite side. "Who's over there? Only Prince An and his subordinates are there."

Ye Yang's voice sank. "What did you see?"

Before I could speak, I heard someone shout, "Why haven't we crossed over? Why are we all still standing on the other side?"

"What we sent over were our souls!"

"Otherwise, how could we step on the white paper without falling down?"

"Look, the footprints on the paper are so shallow. We must have walked over as ghosts."

"No, we have to go back. If our souls don't return to our bodies, we'll all be scattered!"

If the Deadly Paper we were stepping on just now was ordinary white paper, that person's words wouldn't be a problem.

A master of Qinggong (light body skill) can briefly travel on the wind, but the distance is very limited. Even a top master couldn't walk more than ten meters on a piece of paper.

Unless that person had reached the level of a terrestrial immortal.

That kind of person only exists in legends.

However, ghosts can completely step on paper and walk over the trench.

Especially newly dead ghosts, who still have some weight, will leave footprints on the paper when they walk on it. The footprints on the Deadly Paper are only a shallow layer, which means that they were left by newly dead ghosts.

I'm not just talking nonsense. In the Northeast, there is a custom of sprinkling ashes or incense ash at the door after the seventh day of a person's death.

The next morning, the relatives get up early and take a look at the ashes. If there are footprints on the ashes, it means that the deceased has returned, taken a look at the house to see if everything is okay, and then can leave with peace of mind.

Ghosts within the first seven days can still leave footprints. After the first seven days, unless the ghost comes to seek revenge or has something to do with someone and deliberately lets you see the footprints, it won't leave any traces.

According to that person, weren't we pulled out of our bodies by the white paper?

That sorcerer's words made everyone's heart tremble.

Before anyone could react, that person rushed out from the edge of the trench.

But before he could take a second step, he fell into the trench. By the time his companions went to rescue him, he was already motionless.

Someone whispered, "Didn't you say that the Deadly Paper can predict how someone will die? Why didn't it react when he stepped on the Deadly Paper?"