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I felt a chill in my heart when I stared at it, I raised my hand and looked at my palm, and muttered to myself, "Dead!" I let him wander away! ”

Huang Shi took a deep breath, walked up to me, raised his hand and patted me on the shoulder, and said, "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, there are some things that our ability cannot bear, find that girl, and then get out of here quickly!" ”

I slowly closed my eyes and was silent for a few seconds, and when I opened them again, my eyes were back to their waveless state. (hua. marshmallow.)

The paper figures in the courtyard with red cheeks, red lips, green hats, and wedding clothes, staring at us with stupid and swarthy eyes, I don't know why I always feel that the paper figures here seem to really have life.

Li Kehua's door was open, the room was dark, and no sound could be heard.

Crunch!

The sound of the old wooden door broke the silence of the room.

Bang!

The moment we stepped into the house, there was a sudden sound of flames rising all around.

The swarthy coffin, like a demon with its mouth open, jumped into our sight, and two large white candles were lit on it.

The flames burned in a trance, and the candlelight with a hint of desolation sprinkled the whole room.

There was a bronze mirror between the two white candles, and a man in a red robe and a black coat sat quietly in front of the mirror, holding a comb in his hand, slowly combing his hair one at a time.

"This is the groom's attire!"

I trembled violently and said in a trembling voice, the situation in front of me was too weird, so weird that people unconsciously felt scared. [&28909;&38376;&23567;&35828;&32593;&82;&101;&77;&101;&110;&120;&115;&46;&67;&111;&109;

The flames of the two white candles swayed, and the figure in the groom's wedding dress slowly put down the comb in his hand, and then raised his hand to pick up the one next to the mirror, and the flower worn by the dead man when he was mourning slowly inserted into his chest.

With white candles and mourning flowers, but wearing the groom's wedding dress, I can hardly tell whether this is a white event or a happy event.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Huang Shi snorted coldly, and just as his words fell, in front of the mirror, the figure who was combing his hair in the groom's wedding dress slowly stood up.

At this moment, the three of us were breathing so fast that we were about to lose our breath, and our hearts were about to jump out of our chests.

Boom!

The figure let out a burst of incomprehensible syllables in his throat, as if someone had pinched his throat.

Hearing this voice, Huangshi and I inexplicably became vigilant.

"Your uncle, have the ability to turn around and let Lao Tzu see what the hell you are!"

The seven-star sword shook, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the figure in the groom's clothes, and his mouth exploded.

The figure trembled a few times, and finally slowly turned around and saw the figure clearly, and Huang Shi's faces and I changed.

Li Kehua!

The figure in the groom's dress turned out to be Li Kehua, her eyes were deeply sunken, empty and unfocused, her expression was like a dead corpse, the corners of her mouth rose in an exaggerated arc, and her hands drooped as if they were broken.

"She's dead!"

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Huang Shi took a sharp breath, and his face had completely turned pale.

The ghost of Li Jiacai in the courtyard is wearing a phoenix crown and a xiaxia veil, and Li Kehua in the house is wearing a groom's clothes, and the most important thing is that both of them are dead, a corpse, and a ghost wearing the clothes of the bride and groom, which is indescribably weird.

The atmosphere of terror was like a silent nightmare, silently enveloping us.

Just when we were shocked, brush! A burst of wind suddenly sounded behind him.

Subconsciously, I lowered my head suddenly, and a large kitchen knife glittered with cold light and shaved my hair, directly shaving off a large handful of my hair.

"Your grandma's!"

I scolded angrily, and the seven-star sword in my hand stabbed out, and snorted! A head flew into the air.

When I looked back, I was shocked to find that it was a paper man who had just attacked me, and those paper figures wearing wedding clothes at the door were black and pressed, grinning and staring at us with blank eyes, and these paper men were carrying a knife in their hands.

"Banana, you big fork, what's going on!"

Just as we were about to fight those strange paper figures, the mirror on the coffin suddenly trembled violently, and a figure with a cloak of hair slowly crawled out of the mirror.

His pale arms grabbed the edge of the coffin lid and crawled out stiffly.

Why is this figure so familiar, I suddenly remembered that in the courtyard just now, Li Jiacai's ghost was sucked into by a bronze mirror, and there was not a figure in the bronze mirror, the figure dragged Li Jiacai's soul, as if he wanted to take it to another world, and Li Jiacai's soul was full of fear of the figure in the mirror, or the world in the mirror.

Soon, the figure was already half lying on the coffin.

The swarthy coffin, a figure crawling out of the mirror lying on the coffin, a corpse wearing a groom's clothes on the side, and a group of paper figures holding kitchen knives and grinning at us in front of us, this qiē constitutes an extremely strange picture, we are like three lambs in a picture scroll, if we are not careful, we will fall into the abyss of hell.

Crunch!

There was a sudden screeching sound of machinery pushing open a dilapidated wooden door.

When I turned around, I realized that the figure had crawled out of the mirror completely, standing on the coffin like a corpse.

Then, as we stared at us, the figure stepped to its feet, its knees bent at all, and walked down from the coffin at once.

The figure was bowed all the time, its hair stray over its face, its knees bent with every step it took, its movements stiff and mechanical, like a corpse.

When we were sending chills down our backs, the figure had just appeared, and the group of paper figures behind us scrambled to retreat out of the house as if they had seen something terrifying.

Those paper figures can also walk, but the sound of the paper rubbing against the ground rustles and sounds unusually harsh!

What is this strange thing about this figure crawling out of the mirror?

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