Yan Nu thought for a moment and stopped worrying about who had tampered with him.

Maybe I accidentally believed someone before, such as Lao Fang, Zhao Yu, or even a passerby.

Anyway, now that it has been confirmed that the memory tampering has been adapted, it doesn't matter to Yan Slave.

All I can think about is how to get out.

"Jacques, this is basically the situation."

"Whoever's clothes will hurt if his clothes are torn off is the man in skeleton clothes who let us in."

Yan Nu basically told Yake everything he knew.

Yak nodded: "Let's stay together and don't separate."

"Okay." Yan Nu and Yake ran out of the inn and shuttled side by side.

When he saw a person, he went up and cut a small slit in his clothes.

They were a man and a woman, one wielding a sword and the other stabbing a gun, which frightened many passers-by.

"Sorry, sorry, let me cut off a piece of your clothes."

"Does it hurt? Does it hurt?"

Yan Nu was barefoot and used his spear to accurately pick off the hem of a passerby's clothes. He didn't even need his true energy. With the strength of him and Yake, they could control this place with physical strength alone.

He apologized to everyone he met, with a handsome face full of heroic spirit and a silly smile.

In comparison, Yake was much more indifferent. He waved his sword casually and passed by without even looking at it.

Some were not good at martial arts. Seeing that they only scratched their clothes, they walked away silently with dark faces, not daring to cause trouble.

They can't win if it's a human being, and they can't win if it's a ghost.

Who knows what tricks these fake people are up to? Just let them go and ignore them.

But there are also some warriors who are sensitive and fiery. Living here is too depressing, and they are full of frustrations that are eager to be vented.

He drew his sword on the spot and shouted angrily: "Fake ghost, see if my sword is sharp!"

"bass!"

There was a sword chant, the sword energy was sharp, and the sword shone with cold light.

The sword stabbed Yan Nu's smiling face hard, but he didn't make any progress!

"Let me see..." Yan Nu replied seriously: "It's not very sharp... Then, let me stab you too."

"Pfft!"

The spear was lifted directly from the warrior's shoulder, easily tearing the warrior's sleeves and exposing half of his chest.

"Ah?" The warrior looked horrified.

The sword in his hand was slashing wildly, but the Yan slave was strolling around without losing a single hair.

I walked past him and apologized to him kindly.

"This fake ghost is invulnerable, who is he pretending to be?"

The warrior did not expect that Yan Nu would let him kill him without breaking his defense.

He is a top warrior, and even if the opponent is a monk, there is no way he can let him kill him like this.

The so-called unkillability of fake ghosts does not mean that they cannot be cut, but that they can be resurrected after being killed.

In the entire town, the number of fake ghosts will only increase, not decrease.

"Did the fake ghosts imitate the two new super-powerful monks? They are indeed ridiculously strong."

The warrior saw that he couldn't even vent, so he had to stop.

But when I took a step back, I became more and more angry. I was so depressed that I couldn't express myself. Suddenly, my sword slashed at a man who was watching a theater across the street.

The man was stunned and quickly dodged, but this was a top expert, how could he stop him?

At the critical moment, Yan Nu ducked out of the way, grabbed the sword with his hands, and flicked it away.

"What's wrong with you? Do you believe I can beat you up?"

I saw the sword being thrown far away by him, flying away like a meteor, whistling through the air, and turning into a small dot.

Finally, in the very distance, it seemed to have hit an invisible barrier and fell invisibly.

Everyone in the town was stunned. This place was at least ten miles away from the invisible barrier!

"You, you, you..." The warrior was inexplicably horrified, this power was simply terrifying.

But he still yelled: "This man is a fake ghost. What can I do if I hack him to death?"

"How do you know he is a fake ghost?" Yan Nu said angrily.

"I hacked him to death several times!" the warrior said confidently.

Yan Nu was startled.

And the weak man was even more shocked: "Impossible, I am definitely not a fake ghost! You are the fake ghost!"

The warrior sneered: "Stop pretending, you fake ghost. I killed you once two days ago, disappeared for two days, and you showed up to lie again? Huh?"

The man said excitedly: "You're talking nonsense! Ah... I remember you. You once made rude remarks to Master Aloe Vera and was killed by his sword. It's been half a year, and you showed up again?"

"What?" After hearing this, the warrior's face turned ugly: "How can such a thing be possible? You are just talking nonsense, I am living well!"

They were noisy, while others watched from a distance and became indifferent.

In the eyes of everyone, both of them are fake ghosts, and no one can blame the other.

Yan Nu was disappointed, this town was full of indifference and hostility, he didn't like this kind of place.

Whether it was this warrior or that man, they almost collapsed.

"Okay! I don't care which one of you is a fake ghost, even if you are all fake ghosts, you still have to treat me well!"

"If you kill someone again, I'll kill you first."

He burst out with such shocking power that the warrior did not dare to make any mistake. He quickly agreed and wanted to leave in despair.

Seeing that he was about to leave, the weak man suddenly stopped him: "Wait...wait a minute, have you...really killed me?"

His tone was full of fear, his eyes were blank, and he was extremely nervous.

The warrior turned back to stare at him, and finally told the truth: "I said it casually."

In fact, in this town, saying you have seen someone die is a very cruel and vicious curse.

Many people who are depressed and full of anger say this to everyone they meet.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said: "Actually, I was just telling you nonsense about Master Aloe killing you to scare you..."

Suddenly both of their faces looked much better, as if a big stone had fallen in their hearts. Regardless of whether it was true or not, hearing these words made them feel comfortable.

"So it's all nonsense." Yan Nu was also very happy: "You may all be alive! Don't keep saying such scary things!"

The warrior looked at Yan Nu in surprise. Maybe he was a living person, so he dared to say this?

Well, if he is a fake ghost, then of course I dare to say so.

"Miss, I am a living person, but he is definitely not. It is better not to say such things casually." The weak man reminded in a low voice.

"Hmph...who believes you?" The warrior rolled his eyes.

The weak man had no choice but to bow his hands to everyone and walked away slumped.

When Yan Nu saw this, he suddenly shouted: "I believe it!"

The weak man turned around in shock. Yan Nu smiled brightly and patted his shoulder.

"I believe you are alive. Don't always look depressed. If you feel depressed, just talk to me. I believe everything!"

The weak man stared at him, and the warrior and everyone nearby were shocked.

Even a sword cultivator leaning on the window lattice on the second floor in the distance couldn't help but open his eyes and look over.

If this was a human, that would be crazy.

"You... dare to ask what I call you?" The man held up his hand.

"Jiang Yannu!"

The man told his name, and Yan Nu smiled and said, "I really believe you. Come on, tell me how you got in."

His eyes were extremely sincere, and he was completely open to asking for all the information about the town.

Yan Nu never lies. If you say you believe him, then you really believe him.

In an instant, his body changed again, from a heroic and masculine man to a sweet-looking baby face, and his breasts also shrank.

"It's changed again..." Yan Nu scratched his head, smiled, and didn't care.

Others were shocked. Generally speaking, fake ghosts will not change in front of people.

If this ignorant girl were a human being, there would be no doubt that she was too naive.
To be continued...