Du Lai promised Fu Miaoxue that he would come back as soon as possible, and compared with taking a detour along the winding verandah, of course, it was faster to come in over the wall.

But if the people outside are not Du Lai, who will it be?

All three of them stared at the figure warily.

The atmosphere in the room was tense to the extreme.

Shen Mo pulled off the piece of paper on his wrist, turned it into a dagger in his hand with a swoop, and whispered to Bai Youwei and Fu Miaoxue: "You two stand back." ”

Fu Miaoxue hurriedly hugged Bai Youwei's arm!

Bai Youwei pulled twice, but couldn't pull it.

Fu Miaoxue suppressed her tone and said nervously to Shen Mo: "You light, what if it's really my boyfriend outside......

Bai Youwei said in her heart, if it was really Du Lai, she deliberately scared them so much outside, and she deserved to be slashed.

Shen Mo suddenly made a move!

He was so fast that both women were startled, and before they could react, the door had been slammed open by him!

The dagger in his hand is like a cold light! Stab the figure directly outside the door!

Rustle –

No screaming, no shouting, just a rustling sound like tearing paper!

Bai Youwei and Fu Miaoxue both shuddered, and saw that there was a paper figure outside, which was stabbed by Shen Mo, and then split!

Sand......

The extremely thin and brittle paper figure encountered an extremely sharp blade, and almost instantly split in half, was knocked away by the force, and then fell lightly in the garden.

The rain fell on the paper figure, dripping and wetting the oil paint on its face.

Black Eyeballs......

Bright red lips......

Little by little, it spread out, flowing down the rain, like scars.

Bai Youwei and Fu Miaoxue came to the door, looking at the paper puppets in the garden that were split in half, their throats seemed to be strangled, and their clenched hearts couldn't be relaxed.

They grew up in the city, even if they have been exposed to folk customs and funeral culture, most of them are Westernized etiquette, and now they are unspeakably uncomfortable in the face of this kind of paper people, goosebumps for a while, and even the scalp is numb.

I don't understand, why did the ancestors invent such a terrifying and terrifying thing, can't they do a good funeral?

The paper, which is just a thin layer, is pasted on thin bamboo pieces, and when it is rained, it quickly becomes tattered.

Like colorful muddy scraps, hanging on the bamboo chips, drenched in the rain, blown by the wind, and swaying......

The silence lasted for a while, and suddenly they heard the sound of a rushing run! As soon as I turned my head, I saw Du Lai running back panting!

Fu Miaoxue pounced with a whoop!

"Why did you come back?! It scared the hell out of me!! ”

He strangled Du Lai's neck and asked, "Didn't you say you'll be back in 6 minutes?!" How many 6 minutes has it been? How many 6 minutes have passed?! What do you say!! ”

Shen Mo also asked him: "Did something happen on the road?" ”

Du Lai did come back a little late.

His face was pale, soaking wet, with rain and sweat, and it didn't look like a trip, more like a marathon!

"Let's talk about it when we come inside." Du Lai pulled Fu Miaoxue's hand away and dragged her into the house in a hurry.

Shen Mo walked last, looked at both sides vigilantly, turned around and entered the house, and closed the door.

Du Lai, who was in the house, sat on a chair to rest, gasping for breath, and slowed down for a while before telling them:

"It didn't take much time to find the wreckage girl, but when I came back, I encountered a ghost hitting the wall, and I couldn't get around no matter how I went, so I kept circling in the verandah."

"It must be that paper man!" Fu Miaoxue had palpitations, and drilled into Du Lai's arms, "Just now it pretended to be you, I almost opened the door for it!" The latest chapter of "100 Plating" didn't become a doll today is free to read for the first time.