Lord of Deception

Strictly speaking, Yu Ziqing could only be sure that the person who was counterattacked by the power of the hungry ghost's incense was the person in front of him.

Although the only person who may be counterattacked is the Holy Mother of the White Sun.

As his thoughts raced, the girl in the courtyard had already waved to the young man.

"Brother, the city has distributed food to us."

Our Lady of Baiyang stood there, feeling a little numb.

Just now, people in the village went to report to him that someone was coming from the city, so he rushed back immediately.

The original Bianlan City was just a small town, but now according to Dali's plan, it should be called a county.

People from the county come every month, not only to check on these former believers, but more importantly, to check on the farming situation in the village and to coordinate the water disputes that often occur between villages.

He actually didn't care too much and just went through the motions. If he wasn't there, trouble might arise.

I just didn't expect that this time would be different.

The young man in the lead has mediocre strength. Judging from his surging energy and blood, he should be a physical practitioner. With this level of physical education, he can only be a county official, which is normal.

But the old man standing behind the young man had an extremely restrained aura, which gave him a feeling of extreme danger.

He didn't know if the other party had seen through him, but he had no choice but to do the same as before, hoping not to be seen as a flaw.

"Are you Axiao from Aunt Li's family?"

"It's me, sir." Our Lady of the White Sun pretended to be a little cowered and nodded.

"I heard from the head of the village that your family is doing well. In addition to food and farm tools, your family also has a donkey. Come back to the county with us soon and bring your donkey back."

Yu Ziqing did not expose it on the spot, but took out his pen and checked the list in the book.

Naturally, outsiders cannot tell what this is.

After continuing to walk around the village for a while and inspecting several other newly moved former believers, Yu Ziqing wandered out of the village.

This Ah Xiao is the only male in the family, so the matter of going to the county to pick up the donkey naturally falls on him.

Everything seemed normal, no different from the previous few months.

Just when walking on the road, Fu Bo had already inserted himself between Yu Ziqing and A Xiao, intentionally or unintentionally.

Not far out of the village, Holy Mother Baiyang suddenly said.

"Sir, we seem to be going in the wrong direction. This is not the way to go to the county seat..."

Yu Ziqing suddenly stopped and sighed.

He wanted to kidnap Our Lady of the White Sun back and study it with Lao Yang, but now it seems that this guy is quite wary and has no intention of continuing the show.

When Xianxian heard Yu Ziqing's sigh, he immediately realized the abyss of despair, and Wu Shuangge had already opened the lid of Gongtong.

Thick chains sprang out from the abyss and underground, instantly binding Ah Xiao in place.

Yu Ziqing turned his head and looked at A Xiao, who looked shocked.

"I originally wanted to take you somewhere, but looking at you like this, I know that even if I take you away by force, I won't be able to bring you there alive."

It would be much harder to make someone like Holy Mother Baiyang unable to die than to kill him directly. None of them have the strength and skills.

"Sir...sir, where is this?" A Xiao looked frightened and stuttered when speaking.

Yu Ziqing ignored him and let him continue to act first. He took out a jade slip and sorted it according to the last name. After searching carefully for a long time, he finally found what he wanted.

"found it."

Li Axiao was born in Daye Village, Maotun City, in the southern part of the earthquake. He was sixteen years old and four feet two inches tall. His left eye was injured when he was seven years old. When he was fifteen years old, his family's land was extinguished and his family fled famine...

Yu Ziqing looked at it for a long time, all of which were detailed information about Li Ah Xiao.

All of this information was obtained with Su Li's help, and it was extremely detailed.

Su Li got the detailed information of every family member in every thatched house area who was taken away by the evil priests.

Yu Ziqing could probably imagine how cumbersome it was and how difficult the investigation was. If he was asked to adjust the task force, he would definitely not be able to do this.

Su Li didn't say anything, he found everything for him. According to his request, he had to be as detailed as possible. He even found out information such as how old the other party was when he stole the neighbor's chicken and how old he was when he peeked at the widow's bath. Everything is recorded.

Not to mention physical features, some even have simple portraits.

It was obvious that the guy in front of him, who was at least four feet eight inches tall, was not the A Xiao in the record at all. There was no way that the real A Xiao had grown six inches taller during the six months of his escape.

After Yu Ziqing confirmed the information, the A Xiao in front of him still refused to give up and continued to act.

But when Yu Ziqing asked the next question, he knew that he was completely exposed.

"I want to ask you something, and if you answer it, I'll give you a good time, or you can perform a show and kill yourself.

You, Holy Mother of the White Sun, are you the same person in each generation, or are you newly elected in each generation? "

Uncle Fu, who had been silent on the side, was a little shocked at this moment.

"You said he is the Holy Mother of the White Sun?"

"It can't be wrong. I am 100% sure that he is Our Lady of the White Sun."

Apart from the Holy Mother of the White Sun, there is no other person who could have been counterattacked by the power of the Hungry Ghost Incense.

If Yu Zi had known the effect of the backlash early in the morning, and the Holy Mother of the White Sun had not fully recovered yet, there would be no need for him to waste so much effort on a blanket investigation. He could just ask the people from Dali to find someone with scars all over his body.

Holy Mother Baiyang said nothing, and the panic in her eyes disappeared. She just looked at Yu Ziqing calmly.

He is not afraid of death at all, let alone torture.

Death is just a matter of starting over.

Yu Ziqing didn't intend to torture him, he knew it wouldn't have any effect.

In Yu Ziqing's understanding, the Holy Mother of the White Sun has no roots and descends directly. It is quite similar to the Fourth Natural Disaster that descends directly on the characters.

Have you ever seen a member of the Fourth Scourge who was afraid of the character's death?

One by one, they all die calmly and start over, and then there will be endless revenge unless revenge is successful. For example, a Valkyrie dies dozens of times, just like a drizzle.

Therefore, Yu Ziqing also knew the mentality of Holy Mother Baiyang. As long as his most core secrets were not exposed, all other torture, torture, and death were just water.

And in this case, it was impossible for Yu Ziqing to trace the origins of the Holy Mother of the White Sun out of thin air.

His original origin and background are completely disconnected from the current Madonna of the White Sun. There is no trace of the connection and it is absolutely impossible to trace it.

The purpose of Yu Ziqing's pursuit of the Holy Mother of the White Sun this time was never to end it once and for all. He knew that it was simply impossible and too unrealistic.

He just wanted to try out how to activate his ability to kill him in this life.

As long as he succeeds once, even if there is no permanent trouble, then the next time the Holy Mother of the White Sun comes to the world, he can use the same method to kill the Holy Mother of the White Sun again.

"Uncle Fu, my strength is limited. I have to do something now and I need your help."

"No need to be polite, just give me orders."

"I want to see his soul without letting him die. Can Uncle Fu do it?"

"It's not easy to control. He might die suddenly if I take action."

"Just give it a try and you'll die if you die."

Uncle Fu stepped forward and put his hand on the forehead of Our Lady of the White Sun. A sudden surge of power surged out of his palm.

In an instant, a human-shaped shadow was forcibly shot out from behind the head of Holy Mother Baiyang.

The humanoid figure, like the Holy Mother of the White Sun, has lost its human form and has scars all over its body.

In the blink of an eye, the Holy Mother of the White Sun groaned, and her soul returned to its original position. His pupils were a little blurred, and it was obvious that he was not feeling well this time.

Seeing that the Holy Mother of the White Sun, even though she was a weakling now, was still extremely resilient, Yu Ziqing felt relieved.

According to the information given by Lao Yang, Yu Ziqing roughly verified one after another.

It's not a matter of spirit and soul.

It’s not that spiritual thoughts seize the body.

It's not a mark that seizes the body.

…

A few hours later, Holy Mother Baiyang kept rolling her eyes, her mind was distracted, and she seemed to have only one breath left.

Just like what Lao Yang said, all the currently recorded methods of seizing a body cannot be the method used by the Holy Mother of the White Sun.

It's no wonder that everyone has always believed that the Holy Mother of the White Sun is a new person selected in every generation.

This is also the same as Yu Ziqing's guess after getting the body seizing information. From the body, to the soul, to the blood, everything that can be found is original, without any trace of invasion.

Therefore, Yu Ziqing changed his own way of thinking and was able to find a situation that suited his state.

he is sick.

If a mortal, the most ordinary person, puts aside all things related to soul grabbing, soul grabbing, soul grabbing, etc., but his consciousness suddenly changes to a different person, what kind of disease is this?

Dissociative identity disorder.

Or multiple personality disorder.

It's just a personality resuscitation, and it can never be changed back. One personality is too strong, and the other personality can never be revived again.

When the Holy Mother of the White Sun came, the original owner must still be a mortal, and after he comes, he must still be a mortal.

The entire process is completed in the mortal state.

Everything before the onset of the disease, everything beyond the scope of mortals, can be collectively regarded as possible triggers for the original owner's illness.

If we directly ignore the Holy Mother of the White Sun and look at it, the end result is that the original owner, a mortal, is ill.

The Holy Mother of the White Sun was chained in place. She raised her head with difficulty, glanced at Yu Ziqing, and a smile appeared on her lips.

"Your little tricks are too crude."

"If you have any other means, feel free to do it. Don't be polite."

He didn't admit that he was coming, but the meaning behind his words was threatening Yu Ziqing. If Yu Ziqing died this time, he would definitely come to take revenge next time.

Yu Ziqing smiled and didn't care. He continued to take out the jade slip and look at the information Su Li gave him.

After reading a person's information, he looked up at Our Lady of the White Sun.

He is now trying to find out who the original owner of the body and soul of Our Lady of the White Sun is.

As for all the people who may be the original owner, Yu Ziqing has their information.

He was pretty sure the correct answer was one of them, he just had to match the number.

However, not long after looking at it, when he saw Bai Gou's information, he raised his head again and identified Bai Gou's identity as the Holy Mother of the White Sun.

The rust in the gaps of the rusty sword in his arms began to slowly fall off.

Yu Ziqing raised his head, looked at Holy Mother Baiyang quietly, and put away the jade slip.

He had seen the white dog with his own eyes and had contact with it. Even if the white dog looked like this, it was absolutely impossible for him not to recognize it at all.

He remembered the historical records about Our Lady of the White Sun. She had the innate ability to confuse people. Now it seems that this ability may have a passive effect.

Even if he wasn't disfigured, standing in front of him, he probably wouldn't recognize him as the white dog he once was.

What he sees with his eyes and what he senses may deceive him, but he is determined not to.

His understanding of Holy Mother Baiyang was far from enough to trigger the judgment. According to Yu Ziqing's estimation, the completeness of the information was not even 5% enough.

However, White Dog's information far exceeded the minimum judgment limit.

He has all the information about Bai Gou, from childhood to adulthood, what relatives he has, what friends he has, what he did when he was young, how many acres of land he has at home, what he has planted, what books he has read, how knowledgeable he is, and who he is engaged to. I even had personal contact with white dogs.

And Yu Ziqing now also knows that even if the white dog will never come back, he can also judge in another system that the person in front of him is the white dog, and he is just sick.

The physical body is a white dog, the soul is a white dog, everything about the person in front of me is a white dog, except the consciousness.

But White Dog is the original personality, the so-called Holy Mother of the White Sun, no matter how strong he is, he is a sub-personality.

And everything Yu Ziqing is doing now, including making judgments, is only for Bai Gou and has nothing to do with the Holy Mother of the White Sun.

This is the method Yu Ziqing will experiment this time, and it can be used repeatedly in the future.

I don’t want to kill you, the Holy Mother of the White Sun who appears out of thin air with no roots, no name, no traces.

What I want to kill is just a white dog that has a foothold in this world and every step has traces. Now it is just a sick white dog.