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"What to do? There's no way this corpse is hanging in the air, right? ”

Holding back the fear in my heart, I glanced back at Huangshi, and asked with trembling lips. [&28909;&38376;&23567;&35828;&32593;&82;&101;&77;&101;&110;&120;&115;&46;&67;&111;&109;

The guy raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, his teeth were fighting!

"What to do? Cold! This lord is so angry, I can't ask him to come down, unless ......" Huang Shi, who said the last few words, glanced at Li Erniu, and finally did not continue to speak.

"Woo... Old man, alas! You say that you are dead, and you have to toss to prevent people from living in peace, what is there in your heart that you can't let go of the old woman to talk about! ”

"Alas!"

Huang Shi sighed heavily, shook his head and said, "It's all an evil obstacle!" ”

As he said this, Huang Shi walked over to the corpse, looked up and whispered a few words in the corpse's ear.

At the moment when Huang Shi straightened his head, in a trance, I suddenly saw that the corpses were grinning together, and the smile no longer seemed eerie, but the kind of smile that was relieved by revenge.

The resentful and hateful eyes just now seemed to have become deeper, and the corpse on the beam slowly turned its head, and the movement was stiff like a machine, and finally the corpse's resentful and hateful eyes stopped at Li Erniu's body.

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"Uncle, come down! It's not good to hang on it! ”

Huang Shi raised his hand and touched his nose, grabbed the corpse's thigh and dragged it down, with a muffled bang! The corpse that no one could do anything just now was pulled down by Huangshi very lightly at this moment. (hua.’)

I watched it from the sidelines, obviously Huang Shi tried all his best to get the corpse down, and now this guy just said a few words in the ear of the corpse, and the corpse came down, what did this guy Huang Shi say to the corpse? Could it be that this guy has some kind of perverted hobby?

At the moment when the corpse fell, the white paper figure that the corpse hung on the beam also slowly fell to the ground.

"What an obscure thing!"

Huang Shi glanced down at the white paper figure on the ground, quenched a mouthful of saliva, and then saw him jump, his body jumped up dozens of centimeters on the spot, and he grabbed the knife inserted in the beam.

The moment he fell, his mouth exploded: "Strange thing, grandpa sent you to the west sky!" ”

Flutter!

The roar fell, Huang Shi raised the knife in his hand, and with one sword, he gave the white paper man five horses to divide the body.

My nose wrinkled slightly, and I faintly smelled a faint smell of blood beginning to fill the air.

The smell of blood grew stronger, and as soon as I looked up, a man covered in blood and holding a knife that was still dripping blood appeared in my sight.

I was taken aback, and when I looked at it, my brows immediately furrowed, who else would that person covered in blood be besides Huangshi.

"Huangshi, you... Are you okay? I hurriedly restrained my feelings and asked tentatively.

The good guy hadn't seen him for a few seconds, and Huangshi was like going to the battlefield to fight a bloody battle.

"It's okay! What can Lao Tzu do? ”

Huang Shi waved his hand and shouted impatiently, but when he found that he was covered in blood at this moment, he was also stunned, and then his face turned pale.

"Live... Lived! The blank paper man is alive! ”

At this time, I don't know which one was trembling outside the door, and shouted such a sentence intermittently.

Hearing this, Huang Shi and I looked up at the white paper figure on the ground almost instantaneously.

The white paper man, who was obviously dismembered by the Huangshi knife, slowly stood up from the ground at this moment, and what was even more strange was that a large amount of blood flowed out of the place where the white paper man was cut off.

Huangshi's blood is the blood of the white paper man, Huang Shi and I are already shocked and speechless, the white paper man will bleed, could it be that this white paper man has cultivated to the essence?

On the ground, the white paper man stood up with his feet full, and then seemed to have his upper body, two arms, and then seemed to be the head with a cracked mouth and a smile, red cheeks, red lips and a black hat, and the white paper man grabbed his head with both hands and pressed it on his neck.

Click!

It's like the monkey in Journey to the West who cut off his head, but this white paper man turned his head back, and its face was facing us, smiling.

The two legs are like a machine and walk towards the door, which is also funny and weird to the extreme, like a living person who turns his head in a circle and stares at you and laughs.

"Monster!"

After relieving himself, Huang Shi roared angrily, rushed forward in three or two steps, and the knife in his hand slashed at the head of the white paper man in a posture of sweeping thousands of troops with one move.

Flutter!

The sharp blade cut through the neck of the white paper man without any suspense, and a head flew into the air, and in the next second! The severed neck of the white paper man spurted out a large amount of blood like a fountain.

"Liu Yang, burn this damn thing!" Yellowstone turned around and yelled at me.

Hearing this, I hurriedly reached out and took out a fire talisman from my pocket, and whispered "E!" ”

A ball of flames burst out from the fire talisman, and it swallowed the white paper figure in an instant, boom! The blood on the ground seemed to be the best accelerant.

The blazing flames, the white paper man kept writhing in the flames, and the head that flew into the air also fell into the flames.

The red cheeks, red lips, and black hat grinned strangely at me in the flames.

Between the beating flames, I suddenly saw in a trance, the white paper man's originally empty eyes gradually turned out, at this moment the white paper man seemed to be alive, it had eyes, and those eyes were clearly full of resentment, staring straight at me.

Little by little, the beating flames swallowed up the white paper man, and the resentful look in his eyes was like a nightmare, deeply engraved on my heart.

The sun was shining outside, and under Lang Lang's daylight, I felt a biting chill from head to toe.

After about four or five minutes, only one head was left of the white paper man, and suddenly the head became the head of an old woman, with gray hair, a face like a dried orange, and cloudy eyes sunken in.

It's her!

Li Erniu's grandmother!

For a second I felt as if my heart was being pinched by an invisible giant hand, and my breathing and heartbeat stopped instantly.

I suddenly remembered that the corpse just looked at this Li Erniu with the kind of resentful eyes that were to the extreme, and there was a paper figure that was weird to the extreme, the head of Li Erniu's grandmother, could this qiē really be made by Li Erniu's grandmother?

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