Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 797 Four songs or four bodies?

The four-headed soul slowly crawled out of the soul.

A body, a pair of hands, a pair of legs, except for the wider shoulders, from the body alone, it seems to be no different from a normal soul.

But why does this soul have four heads?

Zhao Baijiao asked in a low voice: "Sister, has Cao Yilang seen this thing before?"

Xia Hu was a little uncertain: "Cao Yilang... It's hard to say, Lu Changshi may have seen it."

"Don't lie to me," Zhao Baijiao shook her head again and again, "Lu Changshi must have never seen it before, I'm afraid Shangguan Zhongzai has never seen such a thing!"

Xu Zhiqiong carefully observed this strange ghost, Xia Hu pondered for a long time and said, "Could this be the disciple of that evil star, whose spells are very strange, and can make people grow weird things."

The technique of evil stars can indeed make people grow strange things on their bodies.

If this soul is really a product of evil stars, it proves that this soul is normal. Originally, there was only one normal head, and the remaining three grew out later.

Inferred from this, then only the original head should have wisdom, and the other three are decorations.

Is this really the case?

Xu Zhiqiong asked, "What is your last name?"

"Uh~"

"Ah~"

"woooo~"

"Gluck cluck~"

Each of the four heads made sounds, but none of them could speak.

Seeing their different expressions and voices, Xu Zhiqiong suspected that all four heads had intelligence.

Could it be that there are four primordial spirits sealed in this soul?

Xu Zhiqiong stared at the four heads for a while, then pushed the second head aside with his hand.

Xia Hu shouted: "Why did you touch him? Do you know what is on him? I sue you, you touched him, today you are not allowed to touch me..."

"Ah! Ah!"

Xu Zhiqiong pushed the head hard, and the head let out a cry of pain, and turned to bite Xu Zhiqiong's hand.

Zhao Baijiao shouted: "Ma Lang, stay away, don't let him bite, who knows if this thing is poisonous!"

Xu Zhiqiong quickly withdrew his hand and was not bitten.

He saw a gap between the first and second skulls.

Just when the second head was struggling to bite Xu Zhiqiong's hand, Xu Zhiqiong saw the gap.

Xia Hu also seemed to have noticed the gap.

"This is not one soul with four heads," Xu Zhiqiong looked at the huge soul and muttered to himself, "It seems that four souls have been sewn together."

Upon hearing the word "sew", Zhao Baijiao opened her mouth, but couldn't close it for a while.

Xia Hu didn't quite believe it, and came to Xu Zhiqiong's side, and with a folding fan, pushed the fourth head hard.

She used much more strength than Xu Zhiqiong, struggling with that head.

Xia Hu could see clearly now that when the fourth head was struggling, his body was slightly separated from the body of the third soul, allowing Xia Hu to see the gap between the souls.

Not only can you see the gaps, but you can also see the threads and stitches in the gaps.

Xia Hu said in amazement: "It really is sewn together."

Four souls were sewn together!
Can souls be sewn together?
Are they all conscious?
To put it more professionally, do these four souls have souls?
Although these four souls have almost lost their faces, they can respond to external stimuli.

When Xia Hu pulled two of the souls hard, they could make painful expressions.

This point seems to be stronger than Liang Xiaoen's soul.

They must have primordial spirits, the key is how many there are.

"My lady, torture each soul one by one, and see how they react?"

Xia Hu flung out the thread, grabbed the first soul, and tore it back and forth.

Soul's facial features were distorted, and his expression was extremely painful.

"Uh, uh..." After two groans, a murderous look came over his face.

Zhao Baijiao shuddered, and murmured, "This cultivation level is not low."

This is the soul of a Dao killer cultivator, and he had at least a fifth-rank cultivation base during his lifetime.

Thinking about the performance of that giant tiger again, it knows all the skills, and indeed it should have rank five.

Xia Hu flicked the silk thread, and went to torture the second soul.

The second soul also had a painful expression, and after a while, it smelled of burnt smoke.

This is the remnant of the vitality of the vitality, this soul, has the cultivation of the vitality.

Torture the third soul again, the third soul will only make a painful expression, but there is no reaction.

Which cultivator is this?
Xia Hu turned to torturing the fourth soul. This soul also had a murderous aura, which was not strong, but the murderous aura that spread to a wider range was obviously a warrior.

Zhao Baijiao said in amazement: "I have gained experience, I can sew souls together, and I can sew so many cultivation bases!"

Xu Zhiqiong has also learned a lot.

This tiger's cultivation is actually like this!

Do these four souls each have a primordial spirit?

If they all have primordial spirits, it would not be easy for these four cultivators to keep pace.

What kind of cultivator is the third soul?
It should be overbearing!
Which of them is the conductor?
How do they communicate with each other?
What material was used to sew them together?
Can you still act alone after separation?
Want to know the answer, there is only one way, to separate the four souls.

Xu Zhiqiong manipulated the mandarin duck blade, stretched it between the two souls, and cut the thread that sewed them together.

"Ah~ woo~"

The two souls screamed at the same time, Xu Zhiqiong sensed something was wrong, and quickly took the mandarin duck blade back.

He didn't feel sorry for these two dead souls, he just realized that the condition of Yuanyang Ren was not right.

A crack appeared on the edge of the mandarin duck blade!
It just came into contact with the string, and a crack appeared!
Xu Zhiqiong groped for a while at the Mandarin Duck Blade, which was one of his favorite weapons, and Xu Zhiqiong was very distressed when he got hurt.

What is the thread that sutures the soul?
Xu Zhiqiong pulled out the star iron halberd, and today he insisted on pulling out the string to have a look.

Xia Hu stopped Xu Zhiqiong from the side: "Don't use brute force, let me try."

As long as there is a craft of sewing, there must be knots.

Xia Hu is proficient in needlework, but she dared not touch the soul with her hands. She threw out two steel needles and manipulated the needles with silk thread, carefully probing among the souls.

"Uh, uh~"

"Woo, woo~"

During the temptation, the soul kept humming.

Xia Hu quickly figured out the stitches.

"The four souls are sewn out of one rope. This is a very delicate technique!" Xia Hu tested the knot between the third soul and the second soul.

Carefully fiddled with the two steel needles, and with a lot of strength, Xia Hu untied the knot.

After untying the knot, Xia Hu pulled it twice with a steel needle, and the silk thread began to loosen slowly.

"Cluck~cluck~"

"Ah, ah!"

The four souls, with different voices, shouted together.

Xia Hu gradually exerted strength, and the string was slowly pulled out.

After pumping eleven or twelve feet first, all the stitches between the first soul and the second soul were removed, and the first soul collapsed to the ground.

He has one hand and one leg.

His body didn't move, and he lost his expression.

The cry of "uh, uh" disappeared, but the murderous look on his body was still there.

There is no primordial spirit in this killing soul.

His expression, his cry, and his actions are all controlled by the silk thread that sews him together.

The other three souls had only one hand and one foot left. They stood with difficulty, and their screams became more and more shrill. Zhao Baijiao was forced to cover his ears.

Xia Hu continued to pull the string, and the string was pulled out more than a dozen feet. The stitches between the second soul and the third soul were removed, and the second soul collapsed on the ground.

Same as the first soul, he didn't move, his expression was gone, his vitality was still there, and the cry of "Aah~" was gone.

This soul has no legs, no hands, and judging from his reaction, he also has no soul.

There were still two souls left, their withered and empty facial features were completely distorted, and they became even more ferocious, and Xia Hu couldn't bear the shrill screams.

Xu Zhiqiong hurried forward and sealed Xia Hu's ears with the power of imagery.

Xia Hu continued to pull the string, and pulled out another seven or eight feet.

The stitches between the third soul and the fourth soul were unraveled.

The third soul, without hands or feet, fell to the ground.

The fourth soul had one leg and one hand, but he also fell to the ground.

The soul that originally had four voices now only has one voice left.

"Woo, woo~"

The fourth soul, the soul of the warrior cultivator, will not move anymore. Like the other three souls, he has no primordial spirit.

But the third soul is still roaring.

He has no limbs and can still wriggle. He keeps rolling on the ground and screaming with strength.

This soul has the primordial spirit.

These four souls share this soul.

Is this soul a domineering cultivator?

Why is the soul not domineering at all?

Xu Zhiqiong was thinking about how to torture the dead soul, when Xia Hu picked up the string beside him.

"What exactly is this……"

In the middle of speaking, Xia Hu trembled all over and collapsed on the ground.

(End of this chapter)