It's a monster!

I typed out a piece of talisman paper, but it didn't seem to be of any use in this damn place. Huang Fu couldn't even float.

At this stall, the woman had already bitten it with her mouth wide open. Fortunately, Zhao Fengqi was quick and shook her hand and threw out her red paper figure.

The two paper figures were all red, one tall and one short, one large and one small, hugging each other and wrestling.

The big one obviously had the advantage, and after a few rounds, he had already trampled Zhao Fengkite's red paper villain under his feet.

Seeing the female monster stretch out its claws towards us, I suddenly felt dizzy, and the two red paper figures in front of me even began to spin in front of my eyes.

After the fog, I finally woke up, and I was stunned to find that I was sitting at the door, leaning against the red lacquered wooden door behind my back, and Tan Zhe and Zhao Fengkite were in a similar situation to me.

We had already entered the door, and there were green bamboos planted in the cement flower beds in the yard, swaying in the breeze, and the branches and leaves rubbing.

Jiu Chang was standing in front of the flower bed, trying to take down a painting hanging on a bamboo pole with his feet, and seven white candles were placed at his feet in the direction of the Big Dipper, low in front and high in the back, in the shape of a ladder. The seven candles had been extinguished, and white smoke was curling up from the wicks.

I suddenly remembered that Zhao Fengkite's mobile phone had been sharing the location with Jiuchang on.

Jiu Chang came over with the painting, and we helped each other to get up from the ground, and I saw that the painting could not be called a painting at all.

There was nothing long on the white paper, only a palm-sized human figure, looking like a woman, with her head slightly raised.

Zhao Fengzheng hurriedly called Uncle Shi, and Jiuchang handed her the painting in his hand and said, "You keep this thing, it's useful!"

Tan Zhe held his head and asked, "Master, what's wrong with us?"

Jiu Chang smiled and said: "The paper used in this painting is special, and someone has used the Seven Stars to guide the way to guide your soul into the painting."

A flash of inspiration flashed through my mind: "Isn't this your stunt?" Don't you want to deny it, didn't I fall into your trap when I was with my master? ”

Jiuchang waved his hand and said, "I do have a painting like this, and the one in your village is indeed my handiwork, but I have never harmed you from beginning to end." ”

"Even if you didn't hurt me at the time, do you dare to say that this time it has nothing to do with you? You have an exact picture of the woman in the house, if it doesn't matter, who will believe it? ”

Jiuchang didn't speak, but Zhao Fengkite raised his eyebrows and looked at me and said, "Is there a bad guy if there is such a painting?" So I'm twice as bad, right? Because I have two! ”

Is this thunderous?

I couldn't help but wrinkle my eyebrows: "You have it too?" How come I haven't seen it? ”

Zhao Fengzheng took out two red paper figures from his body, one was complete, and the other had been torn in half by the ghost general. "Isn't that it?"

Jiu Chang smiled and said, "If you count it like this, I'm just half a bad person!" I have a painting like this, but I don't have a paper heart! ”

Tan Zhe hurriedly asked, "What is a paper heart?"

Zhao Fengzheng shook the two red paper figures in his hand and said, "This is the heart of paper." The painting of my two little people and my uncle was cut out of a piece of paper. But I took all the paper hearts, and Uncle Shi's painting was strictly speaking the leftovers. Do you see the human figure on this painting? ”

Zhao Fengkite pointed to the painting taken from the bamboo pole and said to me, "This is the heart of the paper, the essence of the whole paper!"

I sneered: "Zhao Fengkite, are you blind to me?" Your paper figure is red, and this painting is white! ”

Zhao Fengkite put everything away and said, "You don't have to worry about it!"

Jiu Chang took over and said, "I did use that painting against your master and apprentice, but that painting has been destroyed. You forgot? It was sprinkled with black dog blood that day, and it was no longer usable! This painting is indeed a master of illusion creation, but it is too easy to destroy! Not practical! ”

Tan Zhe saw that our conversation was getting stiffer and stiffer, and hurriedly said, "Let's stop infighting first." We've been making trouble outside for so long, why hasn't Du Jing moved inside at all? The two of them must have escaped! ”

That's when I remembered: How did I forget about business?

The door of the hall was locked, and we tried to push it a few times but didn't push it open, Zhao Fengkite released the red paper figure, and the little person slipped in along the crack in the door.

With the sound of "Kaba", the door of the hall opened, and the little red paper figure jumped up to the back of Zhao Fengkite's hand, waving his hands as if to invite credit.

Zhao Fengkite put the red paper figure in his pocket, and a group of four of us rushed in, searching for Du Jing's whereabouts from room to room.

We searched the first floor, but there was no trace of Du Jing at all. The stairs were dark and I couldn't see anything, Tan Zhe took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight, we were about to break to the second floor, Jiuchang suddenly stopped Tan Zhe at the front and said, "Wait a minute!"

Jiuchang took out a candle from the drawer of the hall and lit it.

By the faint light of the candles, I saw that the staircase was made of wood, brightened with bright red lacquer tiles.

The staircase is made of wooden handrails on one side, and on the other side of the wall is dappled with light and shadow, as if it were equipped with several mirrors.

Jiuchang threw the candle in his hand up the stairs, and the candle flame flipped in mid-air, slamming on the wooden staircase with a "bang", making a soft "buckle" sound.

At the last moment when the flame of the candle was extinguished, I saw a bamboo stick "whoosh" like a sharp sword nailed to the wooden floor, cutting the fallen candle in half.

No way! This dark sword behind the back?

Jiuchang said: "This thing is like a voice-activated and light-controlled mechanism. It will only be triggered if there is a sound and a light at the same time, let's not turn on the flashlight, be careful! ”

Tan Zhe quickly pressed the mobile phone in his hand to extinguish. A group of four of us held hands and moved upstairs step by step!

There are no windows on the stairs, and we can't even see a trace of light, and we have to always guard against Du Jing's mother-in-law putting cold arrows in the dark, so we are very careful with every step.

Walking around the corner and up seven steps, I was secretly relieved.

Generally, the stairs in the home have a corner, front and back, and there are about ten steps. I just counted, and it was eleven before the corner, so it should be eleven after the corner.

That is, four more steps, we walked out of the stairs.

No one would have thought that at the most nervous moment, my mobile phone suddenly rang "huhula".

As soon as the light on my phone came on, I immediately saw my face in the mirror by the wall.

Jiuchang shouted "run" and pushed me out at once.

I couldn't see anything clearly in the darkness, so I stepped forward. At the same time, I heard Jiuchang behind me whisper "Ahhh