What I didn't expect was that the majestic Yin Cha before, at this moment, seemed to have seen Lord Yama, and left in such a panic!

I never thought that such a powerful yin would be scared like this in the face of Ye Siming.

Of course, it wasn't me who was most shocked, but the hunchbacked old man.

He looked at Ye Siming now like he looked at a monster, and his whole body was trembling.

Ye Siming's identity has become confusing now, after all, everyone knows the appearance of the hunchbacked old man, and he spent so much effort when he was invited by the ancestors, but now in Ye Siming's eyes, he ran away in panic like a dog with his tail between his legs.

Maybe the strength of Yin Cha itself is not powerful, and the hunchbacked old man is more than enough to deal with a Yin Cha, but the reason why the hunchbacked old man is respectful to Yin Cha is that Yin Cha is in an official position in the underworld.

If it is offended.

It will definitely cause countless troubles, and under normal circumstances, even if it is a deep Taoist in the Yang world, he is not willing to provoke the ghosts who do things for the underworld.

"You, you!!"

The hunchback was already inarticulate at this time, and after a long time, he seemed to see some fame, and his eyes were about to burst in horror, and he pointed tremblingly: "Yin is afraid of you, you...... Who the hell are you? ”

The hunchbacked old man couldn't go on, and when he was halfway through speaking, his scalp was numb, and he stared at Ye Siming with an expression of disbelief.

"Don't you feel sad that you don't even know whether you are alive or dead?" Ye Siming looked at the hunchbacked old man in a low voice and said softly.

These words calmed the hunchbacked old man's originally excited emotions suddenly, and his wide pupils became Muna, and for a moment it was no different from death.

He stiffened and twisted his neck, as if to wonder why Ye Siming had suddenly said this to himself.

He didn't understand that.

But when I looked at the hunchbacked old man at this time and saw the position of his chest, I couldn't help but cover my mouth, and I was surprised to the point of disbelief.

"I'm dead?" The hunchbacked old man was stunned by Ye Siming's words, but then waved his hand, "Impossible." ”

Ye Siming shook his head with a look of pity, "Why don't you look down." ”

The hunchbacked old man was stunned, and looked down with a dull gaze, and at once he saw that his chest was coming out, and a hole appeared in his chest, which was the same as when he had left.

Because he was angry with the hunchbacked old man, he broke it with a soul chain.

It's just that in the breach on the hunchbacked old man's chest, there is not a trace of blood, only hanging broken white confetti, and you can vaguely see a strip of contempt in the breach, tied with a red thread.

"I have pierced thousands of paper figures, but I don't know that I am only one of thousands of paper figures, but I think I am a chess player who controls the overall situation."

"You said that you gave others eternal life by tying paper, but now it is not considered that others have also given you the eternal life you say."

"Do you remember Qingshan Village, do you remember the lonely grave buried next to the willow pond. Can't you wake up? ”

Every time Ye Siming said a word, the hunchbacked old man's eyes widened and he took several steps back, he muttered that it was impossible, his eyes were already a little distracted, and he trembled and stretched out his hand to touch his chest.

But he didn't dare.

I watched all this in amazement, and was surprised to think that this hunchbacked old man who never showed up to tie up paper beauties was a papermaker, the murderer who controlled it all.

But now it's reversing so fast that it's unbelievable.

He may never believe that he has pierced so many paper figures, and he is actually a paper man.

One, a paper figure that was pierced by someone else.