But the man wearing the hat on the opposite side rushed over from the grave with an arrow step, and kicked at the old man, the old man had an old bone, and it was okay to deal with those gods and ghosts, but the person wearing the hat was clearly a person, and the old man was probably going to lie down on this kick.

"Don't."

My face changed, and I immediately shouted, and the man in the hat changed his figure, and hit the old man with his fist, and the old man's body staggered, but it was no big deal.

But the paper matchmaker wanted to run, the old man made a gesture, shouted, go, threw a grimace from his arms, and pasted it directly on the paper matchmaker's face.

The paper matchmaker's body was weak, and she collapsed on the ground, and then her figure slowly faded, and she disappeared after a while, but I guess she didn't die, she should have been sealed by that grimace or something.

The old man looked fixedly at the man in front of him in a hat, his eyes were bright as if he wanted to see through him, but he was wearing a cloak, and his body was blocked by his coat, so he couldn't tell who it was at all.

"Young girl, are you sure you want to rob your relatives?" The old man said to the man.

The man didn't speak, just nodded slowly.

I saw that the old man had been tossing for most of the day, and he was already injured, so I wanted to go over to help, but the old man shouted: "The ceremony begins, you can't move, I can handle it with Grandpa Tender, and I ...... second goodbye."

Before the old man could finish speaking, the man in the hat struck him.

I looked at the paper man and paper horse behind me, and I was anxious, the book left by my grandmother wrote a method to urge similar paper figures, but I felt that the thing was too mysterious, I hadn't looked at it carefully, and even if I did, I might not be able to control it, and now I can only watch it, and I can't intervene at all.

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The old man was exhausted, because he had internal injuries, he was grabbed by the neck by the man, and fell to the grave, just close, the old man directly ripped off the cloak, and then the old man's face changed instantly, I don't know if the old man saw something.

He trembled in surprise and said, "You ......"

The next second, the man grabbed the cloak from the old man's hand, turned his back to me, and put the cloak on in an instant.

The old man stood up, trembling with anger, "Do you know what this is doing?" ”

The cloak had not yet completely covered his face, and I saw the old man's distressed look, and then looked at the back next to him, as if he had suddenly awakened to something.

"Bell... Zhong Bai!? I muttered, still looking at the back in disbelief.

But it was this sentence, and the back suddenly trembled.

He hesitated for a moment, then slowly lowered the hand that he wanted to wear with the cloak, and with a click, the cloak fell to the ground.

He slowly turned his face and looked at me with my strange and familiar gaze, a little bitter and a little complicated.

For an extremely important person, the shock and shock brought by the moment of resurrection from the dead are difficult to recall, but then the excitement trembles and tears.

When I saw Zhong Bai standing in front of me in this situation, my heart was mixed, and I couldn't tell what it was like.

I vaguely remember the scene where he lured away the dead souls for the village that night, and I vaguely remember the embarrassed way I saw him stumbling down the hill without his head in the cemetery that morning.

Every time I think of that scene.

My heart ached like a pinprick, I felt guilty, ashamed, blamed myself, I was sorry for him.

If he hadn't helped me, he wouldn't have died.

Along the way, in fact, it was me who deserved the most damn.

But I can't die every time, and I even sometimes think that if I have to watch my nearest ones suffer every time, it is better to die sooner.