False evidence

Chapter 512 Chaotic World
Seeing me glaring at him, Old Li suddenly smiled and shrugged: "That's right, I want to scare as many people as I can to death, I'd be happiest if they all died. Not for any other reason than that I can't understand why everyone else is living a good life, and only I am so unlucky."

“This matter is over,” I said, looking at Lü Xin.

Their eyes met, and Lü Xin's eyes flashed as he whispered, "I'm really alive!"

I was taken aback: "What?"

Lu Xin lifted the front of his long robe, revealing the cloth strip that had been re-wrapped, and said with shining eyes, "You are a living person, but I am not! Sometimes ghosts can contact the living, but that can only be out of resentment. But just now, I had no resentment! Actually, just now I really wanted you to not be able to catch my Hun Tian Suo. I wished you would fall to your death, and I wished you would become a dead ghost like me! But you caught it! You were able to catch it!"

One second I was just playing along with him, but after he said the rest and I saw his expression, I was genuinely scared.

He understood the subtle signal I gave him, but the way he said it was definitely not a complete pretense.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, I asked, still shaken, "Do you really want me dead?"

"Of course!" Lu Xinyi nodded without hesitation. "From the moment I regained my senses, not a day went by that I didn't think about how to kill you. You should be able to guess the reason: if you die, I can take your place!"

I nodded, then shook my head: "You've always wanted my physical body, but... if I had really died from the fall just now, you wouldn't be able to use it anymore!"

Lu Xin grinned, revealing his pearly white teeth: "It doesn't matter. A broken body is useless to me, but I'd feel good if you died! Do you know why?"

I glanced at Old Li, gritted my teeth, and nodded again: "I thought after spending so much time together, we'd have at least a tiny bit of friendship, but... ha. It's just one sentence—you think everyone else is worse off than you because you're miserable!"

“Yes!” Lu Xin smiled wickedly. He already had bright eyes and white teeth, and a charming face; when he smiled, he even had a touch of femininity… He really was handsome.

But looking at his sinister expression, I felt an extreme chill run down my spine.

I believe he wasn't joking; he was just stating his true thoughts.

He has always coveted my body, wanting to dominate me and eventually take my place. However, if he can truly kill me, whether or not he can obtain my body becomes unimportant.

To be reborn by borrowing someone else's body is called—resurrection.

These four words always sound mysterious.

Although Lü Xin was a "borrower," he probably thought that the idea of ​​resurrection was just a legend and unreliable.

But killing me is a real possibility; I won't fake it.

My death won't benefit him, but it will make us "equal"!

Lu Xin's smile grew even more sinister. He even winked at me and sang in a playful tone, "As long as you're doing better than me... I can't stand it... I fucking can't stand it... I really can't stand it!"

I'm really furious.

Even though I knew it was all an act, I genuinely wondered just now: after all this time together, don't we have any feelings for each other at all? Yes, I've never let my guard down around you! But if you were in danger alone, I would still lend a hand if it's within my power. Because we were once inseparable, and we've been through so much together.

"Is human nature really this despicable?" I murmured to myself.

"Hehe..." With a light laugh, Lü Xin reached out and gently patted my right shoulder. "Silly boy, even if we've been husband and wife for decades, if I die, I want you to come down and keep me company!"

My expression suddenly changed, and I instinctively reached out to grab the wrist of the one that had slapped me.

Long ago, Old Master Bai told me that a living person has a Yang Fire on their head and shoulders. The rise and fall of this Yang Fire represents a person's fortune and even the length of their life. I especially remember one of Old Master Bai's sentences: "Never let ghosts or evil spirits tap your shoulders. If they extinguish your Yang Fire, you'll either die or suffer great misfortune!"
From any angle, Lü Xin looks like a normal person now, but I haven't forgotten that he's not a living person at all!
Out of self-preservation, I wanted to stop his actions immediately. However, just as my fingertips touched the skin of his wrist, he, who was squatting like me, suddenly seemed to be hit by an external force, and abruptly tilted backward, almost flipping over and falling to the ground.

"What's going on?" I really didn't understand.

Fang Ling, who had been standing next to me, exclaimed "Eh!" and stammered, "Old... Li, fell... onto him!"

My eyes widened instantly.

Old Li had already regained his "true form," but then he disappeared.

Lu Xin, standing before him, wore an extremely strange expression.

I watched as his eyes darted around in their sockets twice, and then he propped himself up and leaned his head toward me.

I didn't stop him, I just gripped the Yin-Yang Fan tighter.

He didn't do anything excessive, but simply brought his mouth close to my ear and asked, word by word, "Is this pretty boy a human or a ghost?"

I turned my head to meet his gaze, and seeing his expression shift, I finally realized: "You're Old Li! You possessed him?!"

My eyes were practically popping out of my head.

Old Li is a ghost, and Lü Xin is also a ghost... No, Lü Xin wasn't even a ghost to begin with; he was just a vague and ethereal consciousness.

Now... a vile spirit has possessed Lü Xin?!

I've heard of ghosts possessing human bodies since I was a child, but what about ghosts possessing ghost bodies?

What an international joke!
"hehe!"

Amidst a cold laugh, "Lu Xin" shrank back.

I stared at him, but his expression... it was so familiar. He was definitely Lü Xin himself. What had just happened? Why would he ask such a question? And in such a tone?
"Damn it, I've heard of people being possessed by demons since I was five. But for me to be possessed by a demon after being dead for so long, damn it, that's truly a wonder of the world!"

As "Lu Xin" spoke with a sullen smirk, he flicked his hand at the side of my backpack, and when he pulled it back, a cigarette was already between his fingers.

“A woman skilled in martial arts for nine lifetimes!” I said quickly.

Lu Xin was about to put a cigarette in his mouth when he heard this and glared at him: "Damn it, not again?!"

"Are you really Lü Xin?" I rubbed my forehead.

"Hey kid, if you ask me, you're not stupid, but when it comes to scheming, you're still a long way off." Lu Xin put a cigarette in his mouth, propped himself up fully, half-squatted, tilted his head back, lit the cigarette by the flame beside the stove, took a shallow puff, lowered his head, and blew smoke in my face. "Don't worry, I'm still me. But that guy just now, it really was him, it was Old Li, it was Li Xiaoju."

He was a vile spirit, and from the beginning, instinctively, he knew I wasn't alive. But then he saw me, a living person, grabbing my magic rope and climbing down from above. He began to doubt—did I really exist? Faced with doubt, the only solution was verification. He was clever enough to think of a method: possessing me!

Lu Xin flashed his signature smile again, like that of a Thai "genetically modified beauty" whose surgery seemed to have been completely successful, nodded at me, then suddenly his smile vanished, and his expression turned grim:
"The upper body is one thing, but who can control whom depends on the strength of their wills. You're a little bit stronger than me. But there aren't many 3/7s in the world, and I'm not that unlucky. It just so happens that he's a little bit weaker than me, so..."

"So, even though he possessed your body, you ended up controlling him!"

(End of this chapter)