Who are you? ”

I was still thinking about the relationship between this little ghost and the little ghost, and a voice sounded more than ten meters behind me.

I glanced out of the corner of my eye, but there was no light behind me, and through the faint phosphorescent light reflected off the surface of the river, I could faintly see a figure.

In this way, these two people sandwiched me in the middle, one after the other, and it was uncomfortable.

"Who am I?"

The corner of the old brother who raised the little ghost hooked up a weird smile on his mouth and said, "The one who wants your life!" ”

The moment the words fell, the little ghost on his shoulder jumped out.

I was taken aback, I didn't expect this person to do it without saying a word.

But that's fine, the sandpiper and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit, and I'll just watch the play quietly.

On the other side, the figure hidden in the darkness seemed to be frightened, and did not move, just stood in place.

Click!

A moment later, the imp rushed forward, and the figure rushed down with a crisp sound.

It's a sound I'm familiar with, and that's what happens when you split wood and it explodes when you split it a little later.

With this voice, everything was calm again.

The figure disappeared, and the imp disappeared, leaving only the old brother standing in place.

"What about people?"

After a moment, the old man couldn't help but shout.

"Back!"

Seeing that there was no response, he took out a clay doll, bit his finger, and snorted at the center of the doll's eyebrows.

Still no response.

"What's going on, it's impossible!"

This one was obviously panicked, and unwillingly nodded twice on the baby's eyebrows.

Still no response.

I felt that something was wrong, not because the figure hidden in the darkness was powerful, but because this one was too weak.

In my opinion, those who can go down to the ground have more or less two brushes, a bit of something at the bottom of the box.

But looking at the appearance of this person, there is no other means except for the little ghost.

Just the appearance of this three-legged cat, who gave him the courage to come here?

Not only that, but if I'm not mistaken, that imp of his, and he are not of the same mind.

"Boom!"

"Poof!"

At this moment, two voices sounded one after another, and the one was stunned for a moment, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell on his back.

I was startled by the change, and with that sound was a black crossbow arrow, which flew and drove into the old man's chest, leaving only the tail of the arrow to tremble.

This crossbow bolt scared me.

Cast some spells and raise a little ghost, I'm not afraid.

No matter what kind of technique, everything will not be separated from it, and it must follow a theory of yin and yang, and with my preparation, it will not be too difficult to break.

But crossbow arrows are different, how can this thing be guarded against?

Don't talk about me, even if Qiqi wants to guard against it, he may not be able to prevent it.

And in my current situation, I can't move forward.

Enter, the other party is hidden in the dark, I don't know his specific location.

Retreat, the speed of the crossbow bolt is much faster than mine, if you want to run, I'm afraid I will be nailed by the crossbow arrow before I can react.

If I don't advance or retreat, I will be equivalent to a live target, no better than the above two situations.

I had the feeling of a dog in the middle of the day, and I wanted to watch the play, but I didn't expect the show to end so quickly.

In this case, I can only stand where I am and hope that the other party will not notice me.

The other party was very patient, and after the old murderer who raised the little ghost fell to the ground for a minute, he was silent, and his body no longer trembled.

Even so, the other party did not come out of the darkness.

For a moment, there was an eerie silence in the cavern, and there was no sound except for the rumbling of the river.

I have a feeling that my days are like years, but I can't help it, I can only stay up.

After waiting like this for nearly five minutes, there was finally movement behind him, and a figure walked out of the darkness.

The man was of medium height, unable to see his face clearly, and carrying a wooden box behind him.

The wooden box is somewhat similar to the basket carried by ancient scholars, except that this box is closed.

I didn't see the bolts, I don't know if they were in the box or where they were hidden.

To my relief, he walked past me without noticing me.

When he walked in front of the little ghost, he squatted down, grabbed the tail of the arrow, stared at the face of the little ghost for a while, and pulled it upwards sharply.

"Die!"

The little ghost who was already dead roared angrily along this pull, got up with his strength, and hit him with a double peak.

"Poof!"

The one with the wooden box on his back responded very simply, his left hand was raised diagonally upward, and the familiar sound sounded again, and a crossbow arrow flew out of his cuff and poured into the chin of the little ghost, making a muffled sound.

The little ghost was pulled back by this force, and then fell heavily to the ground, and at the hairline, a section of arrow tip was drilled.

After two heavy injuries in a row, the little ghost was not dead for a while, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

The man with the wooden box on his back gave him a cold look, and he didn't know where to take out a flat-headed knife and swiped it at the throat of the little ghost.

I heard a thud, and blood came out, forming a mist of blood in mid-air.

After half a sound, the blood mist dissipated, and the body of the person carrying the wood incense was covered with a faint layer of blood.

I panicked, this is a ruthless man.

Whether it's firing arrows or cutting throats, the movements are neat, without any mud and water, it's like killing a chicken.

The most important thing is, how he killed that little imp, I don't know.

The imp just rushed at him, and then there was no sound, and I didn't hear a single fight the whole time.

It's kind of scary!

In this case, I didn't dare to make any movement at all, just stuck to the wall, and didn't even dare to look directly, only glancing at the corner of my eye.

Some people with strong spiritual sense are very sensitive to the gaze, and if they are stared at, they will have a feeling of being on their backs.

I don't know what this guy looks like, but it's not wrong to be careful.

It's funny to think about it, the one who raised the little ghost didn't deal with the little ghost he raised, and it wasn't a heart.

That little ghost obviously found me just now, but he didn't tell his master, he should have been careful.

Unexpectedly, in less than a few minutes, the little ghost and his master went to see the king of Hades together, how can this be reasonable!

In front of the corpse, the man carrying the box was taking a crossbow arrow.

The arrow that was shot into the chest was relatively easy to take, and it was quickly removed.

The second crossbow arrow is shot from the chin of the little ghost, and the hairline is drilled, which is equivalent to running through the entire human brain, especially the tip of the arrow, but stuck in the bone.

In this case, it is relatively difficult to adopt.

However, with only a slight tug, he pulled out the crossbow arrow, which was still bloody.

I can be sure that I heard the crunch of the tip of the arrow against the bone, which shows that it was not that the crossbow arrow was easy to take, nor that the tip of the arrow was loose and the bone was stuck, but that the man had great strength.

After removing the bolts, he pulled up his sleeves, removed the two bolts from his arms, and reloaded them.

After loading, he reattached the two crossbow machines to his arms.

Watching him load up his crossbow arrows, the last bit of my caution vanished.

This one is obviously not easy to get along with, he simply shoots arrows without saying a word, and does not give people time to react at all.

After installing the crossbow machine, he did not leave, but opened the box, took out a wooden figure from it, placed it in front of the corpse, and asked, "Do you want to die or live?" ”

"Live!"

A shrill and somewhat trembling voice came from the palm-sized wooden figure.

"If you want to live, surrender, if you want to die, I will send you to reunite with your master now!" The man said.

Hearing him say that, my heart tightened, and I knew that the situation was not good.

This little imp knows where I am, and if he surrenders, I am more than eighty percent sure that he will give me up.

In most cases, people who raise imps will leave a back hand, such as saving the body of the imp before his death, and leaving a ban on it to control the imp.

If the body of the imp cannot be found, the imp's eight characters will be wrapped in red paper and tied to the imp's clay body to control the imp.

These two methods are just the most basic methods.

The dead kid should use the second type, and he took out a clay doll before.

If you want to receive this imp, it's actually very simple, drop your own blood into the red paper wrapped with the eight characters of the imp's birthday, and then feed the imp with blood once.

Therefore, as long as this imp surrenders, it will not take more than five minutes for this imp to subdue him.

Once he subdues the imp, I may be exposed, and then he will have to do nothing but put two crossbow arrows at me and kill me.

Thinking of this, I stroked 771, the meaning is very simple, it is war or peace, there has to be a saying, we can't afford to wait.

Qiqi is very small, and he also pinched me, the meaning is very simple, don't be impatient, and continue to watch the play.

I was a little surprised, in this case, I was still allowed to watch the play, which shows that everything is not over.

With Qiqi's endorsement, I was a little relieved and glanced ahead from the corner of my eye.

To be honest, up to now, there is some spectrum for the identity of the man carrying the box on his back.

The box he carried had a name, called the Luban box.

In the old society, some carpenters walked the streets and alleys to do work, carrying this kind of box, which contained various tools.

And the flat-headed knife he gave to the little ghost to cut his throat, if I'm not mistaken, it's a file.

Then contact the doll puppet he took out, and the clicking sound I heard just now, the identity of this person is self-evident, this is a carpenter, a carpenter who is proficient in Luban art.

This kind of person is absolutely unprovoked.

Not to mention the evil methods in Lu Ban's technique, just talking about the equipment on this person's body, I can't compare.

Than knives, this man has more knives than I do.

Not to mention that he still has crossbow arrows on him, and there are two, that is, he has two chances to kill me,

I'm more than ten meters away from him now, it seems close, but it's actually very far, and once I rush out, he has plenty of time to kill me.

However, Qiqi's attitude shows that there are still changes in this matter, but I don't know where the changes are.

"Surrender!"

The choice of the imp was simple, and he took it.

To be honest, I still don't know how he managed to catch this little ghost.

Before the imp rushed at him, I only heard a crisp sound, and then I didn't hear it, and when the carpenter came out again, the imp had been subdued.

From the little ghost rushing over, to him subduing the little ghost, it was only about a minute.

"Good!"

Hearing that the little ghost chose to surrender, he simply spit out two words, picked up the clay doll, untied the red cloth he was holding on it, took out a piece of rune paper, and after looking at it twice, he slashed his hand on the file, cut a small hole, and blood flowed out.

He wrote a few words on the rune paper with blood, handed it to the imp, and said, "Sign and draw!" ”

The little ghost hesitated, and reluctantly stretched out his little blue and purple hand, about to draw a charge on the rune paper.

"Whoa!"

At the moment when the little blue and purple hand was about to draw the charge, the river beside the carpenter made a loud noise, and a shadow rushed out of the river.

The imp's hand lifted up, grabbed the carpenter's wrist and pressed it down.

"You dare?"

Faced with the sudden change, the carpenter screamed, and the familiar sound appeared, and a crossbow arrow flew out of the carpenter's cuff and shot into the imp's body.

"Ahh

The moment it was shot, the imp let out a wail of pain.

I squinted my eyes, the body of the little ghost is made of resentful qi, he has no substance, it stands to reason that the crossbow arrow cannot cause damage to him, it will pass through the body.

But the reality is that the crossbow bolt did not pass through the body, but shot into the body of the imp, as if the imp really had a body.

After being shot in, sparks quickly erupted in the imp's abdomen, and then charred.

Seeing this scene, I knew that crossbow arrows were not ordinary crossbow arrows.

Most of the two crossbow arrows were inscribed with charms, or they were refined, and they could not only shoot people, but also kill ghosts.

This little ghost, it's over.

On the other side, I was startled by what rushed out of Hanoi, it was not a water monkey, but a small baby.

The baby is a year old, his whole body is blue and purple, and it looks similar to that of a ghost, but in fact it is much different, the reason is very simple, he has water droplets on his body, and he has a body.

Oddly enough, the baby and the imp look very similar and look like twins.

I don't know why, but I have a feeling that if this carpenter doesn't show up, half of the dead one who raised the little ghost will be killed by these two babies.

Looking at the carpenter again, he was not in a hurry in the face of the baby attacking from Hanoi, a crossbow arrow seriously injured the little ghost, and his two hands immediately broke free, and with a lift of his right hand, the second crossbow arrow was shot.

With a bang, a second crossbow bolt entered the baby's belly, and the baby's body froze, and although the speed of the impact slowed down, it still rushed towards the carpenter.

With this buffer, the carpenter had already reacted, and the file in his hand swept out horizontally.

The baby raised his arm to block it, and the blow was deflected to one side and landed on the ground.

In just a few seconds, the three had already fought for a round, and the carpenter had won the game.

The current situation is that half of the little ghost's body has been charred, and the coke is still expanding, and the resentment on his body is boiling and burning.

If it goes on like this, it won't take more than a few minutes for the imp to finish playing.

The baby who burst out of the river was in a better state, with the bolts embedded in his body, and there was no apparent damage on the surface.

"Wow!"

Looking at the little imp whose body was already charred and still sparking, the baby let out a sharp cry, and the two little blue and purple legs propped up on the ground and rushed towards the carpenter.

The carpenter snorted coldly, and faced the baby who was rushing in the air, and the file in his hand shot again, and slashed out horizontally.

As last time, the file left a deep scratch on the baby's arm.

This scratch, which happened to be intertwined with the previous one, formed an X-shape on the baby's arm.

"Wow!"

Wounded again, the baby's cry became sharper.

With a single stroke, the baby fell to one side under the force, and landed right in front of the little ghost.

After falling, the baby did not say a word, but held the imp and threw it violently, throwing the imp into the river.

"Huh!"

Seeing this, the carpenter sneered, as if he had expected this, and did not care about the little ghost, but took advantage of the baby's time to throw the little ghost, chased after it step by step, and threw his hand downward.

The baby seemed to have expected it, and its body stepped back diagonally, and as soon as it took two steps, it seemed to hit an invisible barrier, and bounced back, just in time for the carpenter to grasp it.

"it!"

I understood what was happening and sighed.

Before, I was still wondering, just catch it, why do you still shake it?

After the baby was bounced back, I realized that the carpenter threw out the ink line, and the baby stepped back, hit the ink line, and was bounced back.

The moment the baby was caught, the imp fell into the river, making a loud noise, stirring up a cloud of mist, and the carbonization rate on his body slowed down.

The yin qi in the river is rich, on the one hand, it can weaken the function of the crossbow arrow, on the other hand, it can provide the yin qi of the little ghost, the baby's hand is very beautiful, but unfortunately, he was caught.

"Come up!"

The carpenter sneered at this time, and compared the baby in his hand to the little ghost in Hanoi.

The little ghost gritted his teeth and looked at the carpenter, but did not come up.

"Huh!"

The carpenter chuckled and placed the file on the baby's neck, slowly pressing.

The file easily breaks through the baby's skin and goes deep inward.

"Don't!"

Seeing this scene, the little ghost shouted and climbed up from Hanoi, and in the process of climbing up, the little ghost's eyes glanced at me without a trace.

"!"

I cursed, knowing that the imp was warning me that if I didn't come out again, he would expose me.

At this point, I can see it very clearly.

The reason why the little ghost didn't expose me before was because he wanted to use me to deal with the little ghost.

It's just that the plan hasn't changed quickly, and the little ghost has been seconded, and he and the baby are also in the hands of this carpenter.

"Yes, a little yin corpse, a little imp who is about to become a climate!"

The carpenter looked at the imp who climbed up, nodded with satisfaction, and his voice was a little hoarse.

Looking at the baby being carried by the carpenter, the little ghost spoke: "Let my brother go!" ”

I was stunned by this, I had no idea that this little ghost was actually a brother to the baby in the carpenter's hand.

I'm becoming more and more curious now, where did the imp come from, and why is the imp he raised brother to the baby who ran out of the river?

"It's still the condition just now, surrender to me, I let you two go, if you don't accept it, you will die!" The carpenter said coldly.

"I'm convinced!"

The little ghost slowly lowered his head, and when he spit out two words, he suddenly looked up in my direction and shouted, "Do it!" ”