The uncle in the suit was stunned, and after being hysterical for a long time, he smiled dumbly and said: Hahaha, I lied to you, there is no so-called middleman. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info just buy a mobile phone card casually.

I'm really drunk, my deceptive approach to this guy. It is also a variety of kneeling.

Are the so-called businessmen so fond of deceiving people? Especially when he became a big boss and chairman, he practiced deception to the point of perfection?

I swear I'll never trust him again, this kind of serious nonsense is really not something that ordinary people can have.

I gave him a hard look, and as he laughed loudly, I left his house.

Back in the dormitory of the house shop terminus, I began to study the bag of things that the second master gave me, and when I opened it, it was actually nothing, just a broken brush, a bag of broken black ash, and a broken compass. A broken ruler, a broken mirror.

The reason why I added a broken word is because I really think this bag was picked up at the scrapyard.

On the small book that the second master gave me, it was recorded that the bag of black ash was the ash at the bottom of the pot, which was only available in the countryside. There are gas stoves in the city, and no one burns the fire.

This thing has been burned by ten thousand fires, and the positive is the strongest, and the most effective in restraining the ghosts.

The second is the yin-yang ruler, which seems to be very particular, and can be used to measure distances during the day, and even to measure clothes, and when you encounter a ghost at night, you can use a yin-yang ruler to deal with it.

Both rulers and mirrors are manifestations of integrity, especially mirrors. Comb your hair and dress properly. The ruler can measure yin and yang, and distinguish people and ghosts. Anyway, what the little book says is quite mysterious.

(I myself have lived in the countryside since I was a child, and I have indeed experienced some real supernatural events, and the twelfth rib of the protagonist in the article is bent, and this inspiration comes from myself, and the bottom one of my right rib is indeed obviously dented.) This is the way art comes from life, but it is higher than life, but there is certainly no engraving on my ribs. If I have the chance, I will let you write down the supernatural events I have experienced and let everyone watch them for free. ）

After reading a small notebook for an afternoon, I wrote down almost all the things and usages, and I felt a little confident.

Just when I was about to go out in the evening, the second master actually ran to the main station of the house shop.

He came to me and didn't say a word. It comes up with a sentence: Stick your finger over. Wooden intestine Zhenba.

I didn't know why, but I reached for it.

The second master pinched an embroidery needle and pricked it directly on my finger, and I retracted my hand as soon as I felt pain.

But the second master pinched my fingers tightly, and the blood flowing from the belly of the fingers was quickly taken away by the second master with a straw.

"Okay, you can go to the old mansion of the Republic of China now, don't be afraid, just go!" The second master's tone was very firm.

I drive myself. I was so worried that I went to the old house of the Republic of China, Ge Yu didn't know about this, and Xibo didn't know either. I'm not going to make more people worry about me.

As soon as the car was started, the uncle in the suit rushed over from outside the house, and after the two of us arrived at the old place, we parked the car and quietly marched towards the old house of the Republic of China.

When I arrived at the door of the old house, I looked at it, the iron door of the house was wide open, the door of the house was wide open, and the lights in the bungalow were flickering, as if everything had been prepared for me!

Things have come to this point. I thought, "Damn, isn't that right?" They asked me to come, and I had to come? How old are they, why?

The uncle in the suit elbowed me and asked, "Go in?"

To be honest, I'm a little nervous, I'm not a superhero, and I can't fly and do everything, that's all. I'm just a normal person, and I'm scared. At this moment, my heart was drumming, and my calves were trembling a little.

With a grunt, I swallowed a mouthful of spit and said, "Or... Wait?

The uncle in the suit hummed, and the two of us continued to hide behind the plane tree near the western-style building, and quietly looked towards the old mansion.

Suddenly, in the direction we came, in the darkness of the road, a figure gradually walked by. The figure walked mechanically, as if it had been taken out of its soul, like a puppet.

"Uncle, look at that person!" We hid behind a tree, and I pointed to the figure coming from the west.

The uncle in the suit squinted, looked at it for a long time, and said: I can't see clearly, wait for him to get closer.

The figure was getting closer and closer to us, and when he came to the door of the old mansion of the Republic of China, he stopped, and at the moment he looked left and right, his head was turning very mechanically, but the moment he turned his head, I suddenly glared at my eyes, covered my heart, and almost scared to pee!

"How is this me!" I tried to hold my voice down, but I cried out anyway.

The uncle in the suit quickly covered my mouth and looked at the figure as well. The man was exactly the same as me, except that he walked in a very mechanical way, and there was no expression on his face, he didn't cry or laugh, like a leather doll.

When he turned his head to look around, his head rotated 360 degrees without dead ends!

In other words, the person who looks exactly like me can turn his body forwards and his face backwards!

Is this still human?

The uncle in the suit was shocked, but he also shook his head again and again: What is going on?

We don't dare to enter the old mansion of the Republic of China, but getting rid of the four puppets is an urgent task, otherwise they will kill us sooner or later.

The expressionless me, after turning my head around, walked towards the old mansion of the Republic of China. I stretched my head out and looked into the courtyard, and the moment he entered, the lights of the old house flickered, the wind whistled, and a lot of scraps of paper were blown up and fluttered back and forth in the house.

And that me, without a trace of fear or hesitation, strode towards the western-style building.

As soon as I entered the hall on the first floor, the lights in the hall clicked and all went out!

"Come in and see what's going on!" The uncle in the suit rushed out with an arrow, and I followed closely behind, and when I arrived at the gate of the old house, I only heard the sound of fighting in the room of the western-style building.

Looking at it through the faint moonlight, that expressionless me was actually fighting against the two puppets of the Prison Dragon and the Hydra at this moment, but I did not fall behind at all!

The expressionless me, holding a long knife, was inseparable from the two of them, the imprisoned dragon was a clay man, and the nine-headed crow was a pottery man, no matter how I fought it, I would not die, and I could only destroy it with something similar to the Dao Fa.

I was worried about the me inside, but I found that it was obviously superfluous, and the me inside the mansion was expressionless when fighting, and no matter how hard he attacked, his face would not show it at all, as if he didn't have any strength at all.

The nine-headed crow and the imprisoned dragon were also surprised, maybe they were thinking in their hearts: This fool was a two hundred and five yesterday, and today he has become so powerful? How can it be?

There is a way, two fists are invincible to four hands, and when I was fighting, the imprisoned dragon saw the opportunity and stood on the expressionless me with a knife. This knife directly cut off his sleeve, and the meat exposed inside completely shocked everyone!

The one I look like is exactly like me, and his arm is not human flesh at all, but dirt! When the blade is slashed at the top, it can spit up pieces of dust.

"I know, this should be the puppet technique used by the second master, the original practice of the second master should be to let me go in first, and when it is time to do it, this puppet will go in again, and wait for the opportunity to kill the imprisoned dragon and the nine-headed crow."

The problem is that I retreated from the battle and didn't dare to move forward, so I caused the puppet advanced western-style building, and it was difficult to solve the problem with them at the moment.

"Don't wait, let's go too!" The uncle in the suit pulled out a soft sword from his waist, and the soft sword was full of blood, as if it had been smeared with black dog blood.

When the uncle in the suit also joined the battle group, I also pulled out my dagger and followed. I had just run two steps when suddenly a withered palm came to my shoulder.

"Ahh I was so excited that I was taken aback.

Turning his head, it turned out that the second master was coming, he put his finger to his mouth and whispered: Shh, don't go in, just leave it to me.

I guess the second master's trick is to lure the snake out of the hole, in fact, I don't need to go in at all, but I can't stay at home, otherwise it is likely to be exposed.

At this moment, the second master took out a small clay figure from his arms, the clothes on the clay figure were exactly the same as those on my body, and the second master smiled at me: Hmph, I'll let them taste it, what does it mean to treat others in the way of others.