Gu Juan frowned, staring at the round eyes on the skull, and the palms of the hands that were clenched on the patrol axe were already slightly sweating.

He had just killed a living man.

And he is one of the guards of the prince Xu Yuan.

Before the man lost consciousness, he only uttered a few fragmented words intermittently, "Memory, internal breath, not seeing, coming, saving the world......"

Gu Juan didn't feel guilty for cutting the wrong person, from his point of view, no matter who suddenly saw such a strange figure, I am afraid they would shoot with all their might mercilessly.

What really made him feel discolored and uneasy was another discovery.

On the wooden bed against the wall of the room, there was still a chopping mark, and it was easy to find that it almost matched the blade of the axe in his hand.

He was sure that he had only chopped out one axe just now, and he had definitely not touched the wooden bed, so how could there be a strange extra trace?

Could it be that he had come to this room before, and for some unknown reason, he had also chopped an axe out?

Writing down this creepy guess for the time being, Gu Juan began to think about the eleven words spoken by the palace guards.

The last word salvation was ignored by him without hesitation, and he didn't have to think about it.

What came out of the mouth of the palace guards was definitely not to save the world, but to save the world.

But he is not the father of Xu Yuan, the son of the world, and when everyone is in danger like this, a fool will save people everywhere when the situation is unclear.

What's more, he couldn't find out where the others were.

But except for the two words of salvation, almost every other word can be called a pearl of words, containing a huge amount of information.

What is the relationship between memory and internal information, what is invisible, what is invisible?

What does it mean to come, who is here and what is coming?

It's a pity that he doesn't know whether the person is telling the truth or a lie, even if it is true, a few words are fragmented and unsystematic, and without more conditional examples to support, relying on speculation alone is very likely to lead people in the wrong direction.

"Enemy attack!"

The movement made by Gu Juan had already alarmed the other soldiers, and they burst in from all directions in a highly nervous manner, and launched an attack on the headless corpse that stood on its own.

"Gu Dart Master, this person is nailed to the ground!"

"No wonder I can stand firm without even my head. ”

"It's another new way to die. ”

Gu Juan stepped forward, only to find that two spears had pierced from the guard's ribs, and then from the soles of his feet, piercing deep into the ground.

After suffering this kind of injury, he has never died, which can be called a miracle of life.

Han Xiong Hulala threw the obstructive inferior furniture into the corner, and the whole team quickly got into the house, passed through the inner and outer suites, and walked towards the front door.

"Hey, there are a lot of footprints on the ground in front of you, is there a living person in this room?" Suddenly, a soldier let out a low cry.

"You fool, I don't know how long ago these footprints were!"

Zhou Wuchang slapped him and scolded, "Gu Dart Master just said what are the three rules of life, don't always be curious, don't be alone, don't turn back easily...... Have you forgotten all the foolish balls, it's only right to smash the wall and open the way quickly!"

Gu Juan stopped and carefully perceived it, but there was still no movement around him, and he didn't hear the sound of living creatures moving, so he didn't say anything and strode out of the front door.

Boom!

Bang bang ......

Shortly after they left, dull footsteps sounded again on the second-floor floor.

But this time, the footsteps approached the staircase, and then the sound of sharp nails rubbing against the railing, and a moment later, there was a soft creak from the front door of the small building, and a vague shadow came out of it, quickly blending into the darkness.

..............................

Click!

Gu Juan cut off a protruding door bolt, drilled through the hole, and saw that there was no danger, so he waved his hand to the others to come over.

Every time someone passed, Gu Juan would pat them on the shoulder hard to boost their morale.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight......

Nine, ten, eleven!

"Good, they're all following. ”

"But I always feel like there's something weird. ”

Gu Juan narrowed his eyes and looked around carefully, but he still didn't find anything, the important thing was that all the eleven small teams of soldiers followed, and none of them were injured or left behind.

Wait a minute......

It seems that something is really wrong.

He reached out and rubbed his slightly swollen brow, and began to try to remember all the details before and after entering the village.

It wasn't until he felt like his head was about to explode that a bolt of lightning struck his mind, suddenly illuminating a question.

“...... Everyone obeyed orders, a team of ten people was a team, and the team was in a triangular offensive array, with a distance of thirty paces between the two teams......"

One team of ten people for one team!

The order that the deputy general Tengyuan shouted before entering the village was that lightning, which suddenly made Gu Juan realize that there were ten people in one team, so why did he pat eleven people on the shoulder just now?

Someone in the team got involved?

Is it a lost soldier from another team, or something that was already in the village?

Gu Juan quickly ruled out the options of the other squad soldiers, according to the iron discipline of the Zhennan Army that he knew from chatting with Wu Chang Zhou before, the separated soldiers wanted to join other teams, at least they had to report to Wu Chang to explain the situation and describe the information they had, so that other teams could make correct judgments on the situation in time.

Then, there is only one option left, and it is also the horror movie setting that he was very familiar with.

Someone, or something, got into the group.

Thinking of this, Gu Juan breathed a sigh of relief.

Very good.

The problem finally arises.

Then it would be nice to find a way to get rid of it.

If the problem does not appear, he always has to pay attention, think all the time, always be on guard, and spend a lot of energy.

Gu Juan watched the eleven people in front of him silently, he only needed to find out the fresh face, and then give that guy an axe without hesitation, and the problem should be solved.

If it still doesn't work, then grab another axe and call all the members of the team to help kill it.

But when he looked at the faces one by one, and went back to look at them again, he was a little surprised to find that there were no new faces in them.

Every person, every face, is a member of the Zhennan Military Town squad that has fought together in memory.

No, perhaps it would be more accurate to put it another way, that is, he seems to have been "forgetting" these soldiers all along, and those few who have little contact are only vague impressions, and it is difficult to distinguish which one is true and which one is false.

Gu Juan suddenly gasped, and after carefully observing it for a while, he further realized that the other soldiers were more "forgetful", except for a few people who still had a little autonomy, and most of them looked like clockwork puppets, just moving by the inertia of their thinking.

That's a big question.