So you were injured last time? Where is it? Wen Jing asked me as he treated the wound.

I pointed to the wound on the top of my head, the blood scab had just fallen off, a long scar, I don't know if the shadow affected the long hair.

"Then it's no wonder. He should have gotten your hair and blood from here, and replaced the paper figurine. It should be out of the inn and let Yuan Jingchen and you separate. ”

I see.

No wonder Zhang Wenshao suddenly attacked me that day.

But Yuan Jingchen is separated, why didn't Feng Yue and I feel it?

I couldn't open my voice, so Feng Yue asked directly.

Wen Jingdao: "It should be a ghost covering his eyes." Your attention was all around you. It probably happened when passing through an intersection or when a hungry ghost. ”

After speaking, he looked at Yuan Jingchen.

Yuan Jingchen nodded, "I didn't know anything as soon as I crossed the intersection. ”

I sat down on the couch and didn't want to move. Wenjing took a bottle of mineral water to me, and I took two sips and put it down, drinking water was like swallowing a knife.

Feng Yue and Yuan Jingchen asked Wen Jing what to do next?

Yuan Jingchen did not go to the Horror Acrobatic Troupe, and neither did the paper man.

Wouldn't they be approached by the other party?

At this time, Yuan Jingchen's mobile phone WeChat was taken out, and the avatar of the personnel of the Horror Acrobatic Troupe was already blood-red.

"Wait for me!" It was the last text message she ever sent over.

The time was just now.

Wen Jingdao: "Go back to the inn first, there should be no problem." ”

I don't want to say anything else.

Then he looked at the paper figures belonging to Yuan Jingchen on the side and asked them who drew this rune paper.

Feng Yue said that it was Master Liu, and Wen Jing didn't ask any more after listening to it. said that this paper figure was still useful, so he tucked it under his arm.

Then he helped me out of Boss Wang's house.

Back in the living room of the inn, Wenjing left the door of the inn open.

We all looked at him puzzled. Wen Jing didn't explain much, just said that it would be fine for a while.

Then he took out a few balls of ink thread from his bag, took two stools and put them around the gate, and wrapped them around twenty or thirty centimeters above the ground. It's like a threshold.

He took out a green ancient coin from his bag and pressed Yuan Jingchen under his tongue.

"Wait a moment for me to see my gesture, and when this gesture comes, you just hold your breath and don't breathe. Two or three minutes at most. Wen Jing made an OK gesture.

"Two or three minutes? Won't I just suffocate? ”

"I'll fix it as soon as possible. Remember, don't move. Do not inhale. Wen Jing told him carefully.

"Can't you let the paper man do it for me?" Yuan Jingchen asked unrelentingly.

Wen Jing shook his head, "At this time, the paper figure doesn't work. Again...... No, it's too risky. Don't worry, I won't let you suffocate, just hold back. ”

Yuan Jingchen agreed with a bitter face.

I was lying on the sofa and didn't want to move, Wenjing told me that I had to sit here, and the inn couldn't have no janitor. I listened to his tone, as if the inn itself was a group and an organization that could represent a party's forces.

But I don't know anything about that.

I lay down on the sofa to rest, and after a while I was sleepy, and in a daze I heard the sound of "kicking and kicking".

"It's coming!" Wenjing's voice was not loud, but I suddenly came to my senses.

Struggling to sit up.

The sound was very similar to the sound of high heels heard that day in the Horror Acrobatic Troupe. But unlike the high heels worn by women, the voice is a little heavier.

Could it be that this time it's a puppeteer again?

I looked out with my eyes wide open, and Yuan Jingchen and Feng Yue jumped up in fright, their hands clasped tightly.

Wen Jing glanced at the two of them, and said to Feng Yue to stay away from him, and try not to look at Yuan Jingchen.

The little couple's hand clenched tighter instead, and it took a few seconds before they reluctantly let go, looking like they were parting from life and death.

Wen Jing rolled his eyes, turned around and asked Yuan Jingchen to sit far away, and then stood in the direction of the door with his sword raised.

Footsteps are getting closer.

Then I saw the puppet's head under the steps.

The other three stood up, staring intently at the puppet. But I was weak and didn't want to stand up. Just stretch your neck and look.

The puppet struggled up the stairs, and when she came up, I realized that she was a little more nimble than the puppet I had seen in the changing room of the Horror Acrobatic Troupe.

Not only is it flexible, but the puppet looks a little more aura. She went up the stairs and stopped at the ink line.

"This is the inn's hospitality?" A sweet voice sounded outside the door.

Yuan Jingchen's face changed greatly, and he gestured desperately to us, pointing to the avatar of the acrobatic troupe on his mobile phone, and then pointing to the puppet.

So she is the one who communicates with Yuan Jingchen?

It's a lot better than the puppets I've seen before.

Thinking of the previous conversation between Song Meng and Zhang Wenshao, this personnel puppet should be a regular employee, right?

"Inn, welcome to those who come to stay. Did you bring any money? Do you have an ID card? Do you want to stay? Wen Jing asked three times.

The puppet sneered.

"The inn is open at night, which means to welcome guests, why is it divided into three, six, nine and so on." The puppet circled back and forth in front of the door, as if trying to cross the ink line to enter. However, her little short legs couldn't wrap around the ink line at all, and her tone was a little impatient.

"The innkeeper has the final say. If you don't feel peaceful, go to Tu Yu. ”

"I'm here looking for the staff of the acrobatic troupe. Did you see him? His name is Yuan Jingchen. ”

Yuan Jingchen trembled.

"Nope." Wen Jing lied dryly.

"I seem to smell him, don't lie to me." The puppet spun back and forth, looking more and more irritated.

She turned around the door twice, stood still, and then forced her way in.

The ink line bounced on her body, making a clattering and burning sound, and the puppet took two steps back, and the clothes on her body were burned with two strangulation marks.

But at the same time, the ink line seems to be thinner.

The puppet rushed over again.

He was forced to back down again.

After doing so three times, the ink line finally broke.

Yuan Jingchen was so frightened that he retreated again and again.

Wen Jing stood by the door, and the wooden sword in his hand suddenly slashed down.

A knife cut pops out of the puppet's hand, and the blade is embedded in both hands.

Her movements are extremely agile, and she doesn't feel the mechanics and suffocation of a puppet at all, and her bounce is amazing. I don't understand why she didn't jump into the inn just now, maybe she had some other taboo about the ink line.

The two short knives were as fast as lightning, Wen Jing was defeated and retreated by her, and finally the wooden sword in his hand was broken.

"Alright." Wen Jing stopped, "I said that there is no store in the store, if you don't believe it, go and search it." You also know the taboo, if it's too much......"

We didn't expect Wen Jing to be defeated so quickly, and we looked at him dumbfounded.

He said calmly: "These three are employees of the store, don't scare them." ”

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