False evidence

Chapter 515 God's Perspective (3)

The facts are there, leaving no room for doubt. I fell into Wang Ben's trap and had my body taken over by him.

At this moment, my mind is clear, and my three souls and seven spirits have completely left my body. In other words, my soul has separated from my body.

I felt completely weightless. Worried about Fang Ling's safety, I tried to wave my arms to lower myself and check on her.

However, although I could control my hands and feet, I felt completely weightless at that moment and couldn't do the actions I wanted to do.

After struggling and kicking in mid-air for a long time, he only managed to descend less than a meter. He was finally able to see the situation of the three people in the shadow of the furnace.

Lu Xin, seemingly oblivious to my predicament, had already pulled Fang Ling back close to "me," glancing furtively at the audience below while whispering to "me," "I suspect you're a jinx, always getting into trouble wherever you go. What did you do with that head?"

Before "I" could speak, he hurriedly added, "Damn it, let's not talk about that dead head for now. We've been wasting enough time here; it's time to get down to business. I've looked carefully, and neither the bald-headed Yan Fengwei, the tailor Cao Xinyun, nor that female veterinarian Pei Xiaofan are here. Since we're not looking for anyone, we should find a chance to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible."

I finally felt a little relieved. Of course, the person we were looking for didn't include Pidan, and Pidan wasn't a veterinarian. Lü Xin's words clearly indicated that he knew I was in trouble and had prepared a backup plan.

This conman's underhanded tactics are truly sophisticated. He must have anticipated what I, the current "Sanqi," would do after leaving.

He might not know my current situation, but he anticipated that, given his status, even if he returned to my body after leaving here, he might not be able to control my physical form. The current "Sanqi" doesn't know who Pei Xiaofan is; Lü Xin forcibly assigned him this "target character," essentially leaving him a secret code to identify any acquaintances he might encounter later.

The person below, "Sanqi," rolled their eyes quickly and whispered, "You're right, we shouldn't stay here any longer, let's go!"

"Damn it, you make it sound so easy. We don't have the ability to take you back the way we came!" Lu Xin said, turning around.

"Sanqi" smiled slightly: "Why are you so stubborn? Have you forgotten that there are three coffins? You can't go back the way you came; there are two more coffin doors, one on the left and one on the right!"

Lu Xin frowned: "That's true, but do you know where the other two 'doors' are?"

"Sanqi" glanced at him disdainfully, said nothing, and strode straight from behind the furnace to the side of the high platform.

Fang Ling still trusted me, her younger brother, and without hesitation, she shook off Lü Xin and hurried to my side.

"Hey!"

Lu Xin tried to stop her, but after only two steps, "Sanqi" in front of him suddenly let out a strange laugh like an owl.

I sensed the malice and conspiracy in that laughter, and Lü Xin naturally did too. He realized something was wrong, and resolutely retreated, hiding back behind the furnace, but it was too late.

Old Man Sun helped and led the alluringly dressed Tang Lin, and although they walked very slowly, they had already approached the high platform in a short time.

Old Man Sun clearly sensed something; he suddenly straightened up from his half-bent position and shouted in a shrill voice, "Who goes there?!"

I could see clearly from above that "Sanqi" and Fang Ling had already reached the edge of the platform, with nowhere to hide. But Old Man Sun ignored them, his brows furrowed as he stared at the cauldron where Lü Xin was hiding.

I realized what was happening and sighed inwardly. Lu Xin was indeed clever, but Wang Ben had likely been plotting this for over a decade, perhaps even two decades. He probably wasn't just after me; he also wanted to use some special ability of his to eliminate any unfavorable factors that might hinder him from achieving his goals.

Although I don't know how he did it, I'm almost certain that Lü Xin was also outmaneuvered by him.

Sure enough, at Old Man Sun's shout, four men, dressed and dressed differently, sprang up from the group of men and women who had been kneeling on the ground. Their movements were surprisingly swift, like those of highly trained special forces soldiers. They moved in unison, their steps agile, rushing to the platform and leaping onto it simultaneously. Then, the four split into two groups, two at a time, flanking the furnace from both sides.

At the same moment, "Sanqi" jumped off the platform and turned around to catch Fang Ling.

As soon as Fang Ling landed, he pulled her up and "disappeared" by crouching under her waist.

My heart burned with rage, yet I couldn't control it. Judging from their movements, there was clearly a hidden door on the side of the platform. Based on the orientation, it should be the passage leading to the coffin door on the right.

Fang Ling then became mentally impaired. In this environment, she only trusted me, but she didn't know that something was wrong with me.

I know very little about Wang Ben, but I haven't forgotten his sleazy appearance and the despicable things he was doing when I first met him.

If Fang Ling follows him, she'll inevitably be taken advantage of, or even...

"You'd better not give me a reason to kill you." I gritted my teeth inwardly, but there was nothing I could do.

The shouts and reprimands kept ringing out, drawing my attention from the audience back to the stage.

With the four men's movements, Lü Xin had nowhere to hide. Gritting his teeth, he took the initiative and stepped forward in a lunge, simultaneously launching an attack with both hands on the tallest and strongest man in front.

"That's fucking despicable."

Watching his actions, I couldn't help but curse.

He hunched over low, his left hand shaped like an eagle's claw, grabbing at the other person's face while aiming directly at their eyes.

His right hand, meanwhile, silently reached down from below to grab the man's most vulnerable spot.

He didn't use his real skills, clearly showing no sign of underestimating his opponent. He wanted to use this underhanded yet most effortless method to inflict a fatal blow.

At that moment, I felt a chill run down my spine for that tough guy.

The man was over 1.8 meters tall, with a strong physique and a handsome face. Ignoring his worker-like attire, he looked exactly like a hero from a martial arts novel.

Such a "great hero" died from such a despicable trick as "the monkey stealing the peach"... what a pity...

"Be bold!"

A childish shout rang out, and apart from the valiant "worker," the other three men simultaneously quickened their pace.

The first to shout was a thin, student-looking boy following behind the "worker".

The boy was short, but his movements were astonishingly swift. Without a single wasted motion, he suddenly ducked under the "worker's" legs, intercepting Lü Xin's right hand with a horizontal palm strike. Simultaneously, he twisted his waist, bracing himself on the ground with one hand, and in a "Thomas spin" position, kicked at Lü Xin with both legs at the same time. Surprisingly, his attack strategy was similar to Lü Xin's; both his shoes, clad in sneakers, attacked Lü Xin's upper and lower body simultaneously…

(End of this chapter)