My face changed suddenly, but subconsciously I directly used the small paper figure I cut out, one of the five ghosts, the heart-cutting ghost.

The heart-ripping ghost can be regarded as the third fierce of the five ghosts.,When he died, he was heart-wrenching.,A body of resentment.,It's not good to be fierce.,And in paper-cutting skills, maybe I'm much better than drawing talismans.,A little talent.,At least I didn't drop the chain this time.。

The heart-ripping ghost threw it out and flew while I stepped back, while silently reciting the mantra of controlling the paper man, after reading, I pointed to the sedan chair and said coldly, "Kill!" ”

The Heart-Ripping Ghost trembled suddenly, and then rushed over in the wind, and the white silk that flew out of the sedan chair was directly cut off by the Heart-Ripping Ghost, and there was no pause at all.

Straight towards the sedan chair, although my paper-cutting skills have improved a lot, but after all, there is still a gap between the fire and the old things that have Taoism.

Seeing that the heart-ripping ghost was about to rush into the sedan chair, a thin hand wrapped in black gas stretched out from inside, grabbed it directly, and pinched it hard.

The hearthopper has become a piece of waste paper.

Be born.

I sighed, and I was naïve to think that my newborn calf wanted to deal with this refined thing, and I was about to use another paper figure.

At this moment, the white silk flew out again, flexibly wrapped around my neck.

My eyes widened, I opened my mouth, and before I could speak, the whole person was suddenly dragged back by Bai Aya, and I was about to pull directly into the dark sedan chair.

But then, I felt a flush above my head, like a fire burning in the dark night, reflecting everything around me in red.

As soon as the red light rose, the white silk wrapped around my neck suddenly retracted as quickly as if it was alive, and I was choked by my throat and gasped.

Before I could reply, I felt something hanging from the top of my head, and when I raised my hand to scratch it, I grabbed a dangling foot.

It was cold and slippery, and my hand touched something.

This scares me crazy.

I jerked my head up and saw a pair of blood-red shoes, straightened on tiptoe, hanging above my head, wearing a bright red and bewitching dress.

The clothes are fluttering, like fire in the enchantment.

She wore a shawl with long black waterfall hair, and she was carrying a lantern in her hand, which I almost fainted when I saw it.

The lantern.

It was the lantern that Zhong Bai and I didn't find under my bed, I thought of Yu Qingqing at once, but then it didn't feel right.

Yu Qingqing was afraid of death, and he didn't have such a terrifying momentum at all.

suppressed the wedding dress girl under the ancient temple, but then I vetoed it, because this red dress is not a wedding dress, similar to the red costume worn by the Oiran of the costume troupe.

I've seen this big red dress.

And I saw it, it was when the old ancestral hall almost cost me my life that she came out at that time.

Red, my eyes were all red, the shoes, the big red dress that hid my legs, like a ball of blood, covered my head, so silent.

I saw the thing floating above my head, the phoenix crown and the veil, the big red like a demon, the wind blew, the red clothes flew, and the burning flames were irradiated in the night, and the whole world was eclipsed.

My mouth trembled, and tears came out of my eyes.

But after being excited for a long time, I couldn't say a word in my mouth.

But I can't think about it, from the sedan chair this time there was a sound of breaking wind, more than a dozen white silk like dancing white snakes entangled, and the woman in red above my head didn't move at all.