I used to hold paper figures horizontally, and I never observed the height of paper figures.

Now, in order to smudge and write, I stand in front of me. At this time, I found that the paper figure was three or four centimeters taller than Yuan Jingchen.

In order to find someone with the same height as him, we picked several of them, not to mention that the score is not bad, but it is not so outrageous.

This paper figure is about the same height as mine.

And the paper with glutinous rice juice on the paper man's face gradually emerged a few lines.

It's a line of birthdays.

Whose birth date is this? I felt a little familiar, and when I thought about it, an electric current traveled from my wrist to my brain, and my whole body almost exploded.

This is mine, Birthday Bazi!

It's mine!

Something is wrong with this, no, not right......

It was like someone had beaten me with a stick, and the one in my hand fell to the ground with a crack.

At this time, Yuan Jingchen's hood was also taken off.

No, it was not Yuan Jingchen standing in front of me, but Zhang Wenshao.

Zhang Wenshao with a cruel smile on his face.

"It's you!"

I finally understood why Yuan Jingchen said that this paper figure was wrong, he felt right, this paper figure had been replaced by someone and replaced with mine.

But that in no way meant that it was going to replace me in the horror acrobatic troupe, but rather a conspiracy of which I was unaware.

Since a few days, I was called by Zhang Wenshao to Boss Wang's house, which is to transfer the tiger away from the mountain.

No, it should be said that from Song Meng to Yuan Jingchen and Feng Yue to the Horror Acrobatic Troupe, all this was planned.

What the hell is going on?

I froze in place, looking at Zhang Wenshao, who was slowly smiling, and was about to go and get my only reliance, Sanqingling.

But before my hand touched Sanqingling, I was suddenly pulled up by a great force.

In a whirlwind, I was standing across from myself.

I was chilled, my eyes couldn't move, and my mouth was sealed by something.

It dawned on me that I was being dragged into the paper figure.

This paper figure is not used as my stand-in, but to seal my own soul.

I couldn't even move, all I could do was despair.

"Brother Yang, thank you for taking care of me these days. Without you, I'm afraid I'd have been gone. Originally, Song Meng and Uncle Wang didn't plan to keep you, and they directly sent you to disperse and solve the troubles. But, I think that's too cruel. I'll take it upon myself to send you to the Horror Acrobatic Troupe. Didn't you work as a temporary worker somewhere? Maybe you can turn it into a regular. If you turn positive, you will be safe. ”

The incense of the moon should have burned out, and I heard a terrible scream behind me, and then a thud. It should be Feng Yue who fell to the ground. As for whether I passed out or died, I can't tell now.

The five faces returned to the hood with hideousness, I don't know what they noticed, the facial features of the hood were even more hideous, and they continued to struggle violently, but they were pinched in Zhang Wenshao's hands fiercely.

He put his hood on the paper figure, and I felt a wave of extremely strong emotions rush into my mind, rage, despair, madness, murderous intent...... Constantly churning in my head.

At this moment, I just want to blow Zhang Wenhao up.

Unfortunately I couldn't move. I struggled as hard as I could, but the paper figure didn't move. I can't help it.

There is no way to ask Zhang Wenshao what is going on.

Zhang Wenshao no longer paid attention to me, but looked at my body intently. Without a soul, my body stood sluggish, motionless.

Is he going to possess my body?

The coldness in my heart was more unbearable than killing me.

Why?

Why?

There are so many people in the world, why do you have to possess me?

As if sensing my question, Zhang Wenshao turned around and smiled at me, "Brother Yang, have you really sent a resume to the inn?" We were all chosen, and we were just fertilized for the souls of the dead under the inn. But you're special, and I can't kill you yet. Only in your body am I safe. ”

With that, he greedily threw himself into my body.

Then it collided with my body, and both of them fell backwards.

The paper figure hit the ground to the ground, and I rolled on the ground with it, only to see my own body take two steps back before standing up.

"How is this possible?" Zhang Wenshao screamed.

I also looked at him blankly.

"It's the jade pendant on his body, something given by the dead Taoist priest." Song Meng's voice sounded behind him.

Song Meng also came.

I lay on the ground and couldn't see her, and hearing her voice made me even angrier.

She was the one who hurt me!

When Zhang Wenshao heard Song Meng's words, he stepped forward and took off the jade pendant around my neck and threw it on the ground.

It shattered with a thud.

Immediately after, I saw a faint shadow on the ground come out from behind me.

"Heh, no wonder Lao Zhu's ghost baby king didn't practice, it turned out that the fish that slipped through the net ran here. Grab me. Lao Zhu owes me a favor. Song Meng stepped forward and besieged the shadow with Zhang Wenshao.

I desperately hope the shadow wins.

Even if it is occupied by this thing, I don't want it to be Zhang Wenshao.

Song Meng held a sharp wooden knife in his hand and stabbed it fiercely on the shoulders of the shadows.

The shadow struggled to dodge, and seemed to roll violently in pain.

Song Meng said proudly: "That's right, my knife is a baby." ”

Immediately after, Song Meng continued to stab at the shadow's hands and feet.

But this time it was dodged by the shadows.

The shadow seemed to be enraged, and he sensitively dodged the wooden knife, and his sharp nails grabbed Song Meng's hands, limbs and thighs, all of which were deeply bloodstained.

"Wait...... Wait......"

Zhang Wenshao shouted, "Song Meng, look at Yang Dong's shoulder, how can there be blood?" ”

Zhang Wenshao wanted to get into my body while the shadow was fighting.

Blood? I don't know how to move, so I can't see the blood in my shoulder, but I understand it after a little thought. When the shadow is hurt, so will my body.

Song Meng and Zhang Wenshao found out that something was wrong, and they didn't know what to do with the shadow for a while.

"Otherwise, forget it, it's important to possess yourself first."

Song Meng said angrily: "Are you blind? Didn't you see that he was pestering me? This is the body chosen by the ghost baby, you can only be torn apart by him when you go in now, and the jade pendant is also broken, tell you to take it down, what do you fall! ”

Zhang Wenshao whispered: "You didn't say you can't fall!" ”

Song Meng was angry and was caught by the shadow again. This one was on the face, and the deep blood cut straight to the bottom of the eye.

The originally sweet face became extremely terrifying.

Song Meng screamed, her eyes rolling blood-red.

She smeared her own blood on the wooden knife, and suddenly the wind around her blew my paper figure body twice in a circle.

Then Zhang Wenshao shouted: "Don't ......"

But she couldn't stop Song Meng at all, the wooden knife in her hand slashed at the shadow's arm, and the shadow seemed to be frozen for two seconds, until the knife fell, and then struggled to cut it open.

You don't have to look to know that my body must be not lightly injured.

Large balls of blood fell dripping on the ground around them.