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"": "Of course, no one could hear what he was thinking.
His current theory-that blood was the antidote-was an extremely bold conjecture.
Qin Jiumo liked passing messages through notes, so Luo Bin was scrutinizing every word.
Drinking Gu Yiren's blood could keep him lucid, and Lamp Oil could keep him lucid for an extended period.
Blood had some kind of miraculous effect.
Could drinking blood directly achieve the same effect as drinking Lamp Oil?
No, that wasn't right either.
Why did drinking blood make the other evil spirits even more frenzied?
With Lamp Oil, one could argue that they feared light and didn't dare approach the Oil Lamp, so naturally they couldn't drink it.
But they drank blood all the time!
It was a paradox.
Besides, even when the other evil spirits drank Lamp Oil, the result differed from his. He stayed lucid; they lost the ability to move altogether.
As he walked, Luo Bin glanced at Zhang Li almost involuntarily.
All of a sudden, another piece of information came back to him.
Before his eyes, the scene began to rewind.
Gu Yiren was crying and trembling, her tears falling like beads from a broken string. Her finger fiercely traced the Slay Character on the ground, and her voice shook without stopping.
"It's almost found me. I'm going to die, I'm going to die... I'm different from them... I'll be hacked to death at the village entrance. My head will be chopped off, one piece here, another there."
"A mark. It marked me. I'm done for. You have to hide. You have to hide well..."
"You're different from them too... They'll laugh when they see me die. They'll laugh when they see you die too."
Luo Bin knew where the problem lay.
Here, "they" had two