Seeing that Xiangnu kept asking about the two paper figurines, several other missionaries thought that Xiangnu had any thoughts and clues about the two paper figurines, so Wang Qiaoqiao hurriedly asked: "Xiangnu, are those two paper figurines their identities? What's the problem, you know?"

Xiangnu glanced at her strangely and said, "I'm blind. Even if I knew them before, if they didn't take the initiative to mention them, I couldn't put them in the identity of the people I knew."

Wang Qiaoqiao was a little disappointed when he heard the words, and sighed: "Then why are you so persistent in asking about the identities of those two paper figurines..."

Xiangnu didn't speak, but his fingers curled up and twitched a few times.

why……

Probably because, those two paper figures are his parents? Is he curious?

Xiangnu didn't lie to Wang Qiaoqiao. Without knowing the development of the copy, he did not meet his parents, so he did not know the identities of the two paper figures.

But who made him the core of this ghost realm, everything here is open to him, and he is full of unrealistic feelings about things he has not experienced, but he does know the whole picture of every story and the identity of every ghost.

Even so, it was naturally impossible for Xiangnu to tell Wang Qiaoqiao the truth, so he raised his lips slightly stiffly and perfunctoryly, and said lightly: "Because I have asked him many questions, but this guy just ignores me, I am very sorry. Not happy."

"Is it just for this reason..." Wang Qiaoqiao was quite speechless, looking at Xiangnu's expression carefully, he couldn't tell whether he really thought so or just casually persuading them.

Feng Hejia coughed lightly, and took the taskers seriously to discuss the dungeon: "Obviously, the key clues of the dungeon are all concentrated on the hearse, and the top priority is to find a way to find the hearse. Just come out."

"How do I find it? Except for a time reminder, we don't have any other clues about the appearance of the hearse. The time reminder is similar to that..."

This is indeed a big problem.

Everyone leaned or sat beside Ren Weiliang's bus, thinking to themselves.

Xiangnu picked up his ragdoll-like brother, wiped the dust off his face, and then carried him to the car and placed him on the first row of seats.

After putting away the raccoon, Xiangnu also returned to the taskers, and seriously discussed the customs clearance method with them: "Actually, there are still some clues... For example, the opportunity for the hearse to appear may be due to the transaction, or it may be the source A sacrifice brought by Yu Ren Weiliang."

"By the way... there is still a taste." Qingfeng reminded everyone.

He looked around and said thoughtfully, "After Ren Weiliang entered the hearse, he couldn't smell the blood in the box, because the two paper figures asked him to put the contents of the box into the hearse. , so after excluding the possibility that the sacrifices are directly swallowed after entering the hearse domain, that is, the hearse domain itself has the ability to isolate the smell."

"Ah, that's not right. It's more accurate to say that the hearse blocks the smell, but it makes people who enter the hearse area lose their sense of smell."

"How can a good person lose his sense of smell?"

"A dead person, or a soul body, is a good person?" Xiangnu asked.

Everyone looked at him quietly for a few seconds, and Ren Weiliang asked with an ugly face: "What is a dead person?"

"A living person shouldn't be able to see a hearse, right?" Xiang Nu said in genuine confusion, "Aren't dead people's things that only dead people can see?"

Ren Weiliang gritted his teeth: "But you can't say that. If only the dead can see the hearse, then if we want to find the hearse, we must kill ourselves first?"

Xiangnu said softly: "I didn't let you commit suicide, I mean, we may have some way to make us appear in a state of suspended animation, and then enter the hearse, it's not that we really want to commit suicide and become a real Dead people. If you had to be really dead to see the hearse..."

Xiang Nu paused, but did not speak, but the others came over.

Fenghe Jianu pursed his lips, deliberately gave Ren Weiliang a sidelong glance, and said lightly, "What is this one who once entered the hearse?"

Ren Weiliang looked at them without a smile and asked, "What do you mean? Doubt my identity?"

Xiang Nu looked at him strangely, and Ren Weiliang, who was staring at him, was full of uncomfortable feelings, Xiang Nu said: "It's not interesting, I just want to remind you, think about it before you speak, don't be in a hurry. Start questioning what other people say."

Ren Weiliang touched his trousers pocket, took out a card, lowered his head and said coldly, "I will return the same to you, if you still expect me to drive you out, and you don't want me to kill you directly, then it's best not to. Say something that makes me unhappy listening to it."

Wang Qiaoqiao clenched his fists and complained viciously in a low voice: "It's too mad, and he is too mad as a murderer!"

Feng Hejia smiled eccentrically, pressed her fingers on the face, and then put it down again, she said indifferently, dissatisfied: "Okay, don't waste time arguing..."

She looked at Xiangnu, her eyes flickered imperceptibly, and then she said: "Actually, your opinion just now is not comprehensive, for example, if only the dead can see the hearse, then what about Ren Weiliang? In a state of suspended animation? No matter whether he is active or passive, he obviously has no memory in this regard. If we calculate according to this, our journey to find the hearse will be deadlocked. "

Xiangnu raised his eyebrows, noncommittal: "It's just a guess, let's take a look at the station first, and then talk about it."

Everyone looked at each other, Wang Zhihui had been quiet for a long time, she stood obediently behind Wang Qiaoqiao, silently pulling on the front of her clothes without saying a word, Wang Qiaoqiao opened her mouth and whispered in Wang Zhihui's ear: "Xiang slave sometimes gives people The feeling of being really rambling, like he's talking nonsense in the sky, but I still feel... what he said seems to be true."

Wang Zhihui raised her eyelids and looked straight at her. Wang Qiaoqiao couldn't help being silent when she saw her like this.