"Dead Man's Bones ......"

My whole body suddenly felt like I had been struck by lightning, and I was stunned and couldn't say a word.

"You...... What are you doing here? After a while, I slowly came back to my senses and asked puzzled.

"Aren't you going to be disguised? Just use this. ”

As he spoke, the big steamed bun greeted me with a brush dipped in the oil paint made of white bones, how could I agree, and took a few steps back in a row and refused in horror: "Don't!" I don't need it anymore! ”

The big steamed bun looked at him, and his eyebrows immediately rose, "The white bone paint has been adjusted, whether you need it or not is not up to you!" ”

As soon as the words fell, I felt my arms tighten, as if someone had grabbed me.

Subconsciously turning my head to look, my heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

Paper Man!

Behind me, on either side of me, two blushes were reflected on the pale faces of the two paper figures, and the corners of their mouths were slightly raised, as if they could hear a sneering smile of sympathy coming from them.

And my arm, being clutched by them, I can't move at all!

A cold air instantly cooled my whole body, and before I could scream, the big steamed bun had already come to me with a brush, pressed it directly on my eyebrows, and then gently circled my cheek.

Suddenly my head was cool, and then I clearly felt that the skin on my face was twisting uncontrollably like a twitch of nerves, and after a while, this strange feeling finally stopped, and I broke free from the entanglement of the paper man and raised my hand to touch my face.

At this touch, I was stunned again.

My face is swollen in a big circle!

"Alright." The big steamed bun said coldly, and handed me a mirror.

I squinted at the two paper figures that had just grabbed me, shuddered, and then reached out to take the mirror.

But when I raised the mirror to see the people inside, I couldn't help but be a little angry and said, "This ...... Isn't it still me? ”

The person in the mirror is clearly still me, what about the disguise?

I shifted my skeptical gaze to the big steamed bun.

The big steamed bun pointed to the mirror and said coldly: "You take a closer look." ”

I half-believingly raised the mirror again to take a closer look, only to realize that something was wrong, there seemed to be a hazy shadow around my face......

Bringing my eyes closer again, I suddenly realized that this phantom was actually a blurry human face!

"Alright, let's go." The big steamed bun urged me while packing up my things.

I asked curiously, "Big steamed bun...... Uh, no, big ...... Beauty, who are you? ”

"Colorsmith, Cold Ice Moon."

After speaking, the big steamed bun pushed me out of the paper shop, closed the door and said coldly to me: "Don't come here at night in the future." ”

I couldn't help but be stunned, wasn't it you who asked me to come over at night......

If you don't stay here, you can only slip away.

Looking at the time and the subway, I hurried back to the cemetery, and after thinking about it, I decided to go to the underworld and settle this matter as soon as possible.

So I hurriedly said to Lu Xueyao, and I turned my head and stepped through the Yin and Yang Gate.

As soon as I stepped in, I saw that the streets were full of wanted notices with my photos pasted, and the '0' behind the bounty made me dizzy when I saw it, and this 0 was too much.

Xin Lijun, Yan Saimen, you really look up to me.

Fortunately, the big steamed bun is a good skill, and no one on the street has discovered my true identity, so I swaggered straight to the underworld bank.

Fan Ziren, the ghost old man who got into the eyes of money, is still the same, smiling at every customer, and carrying a lot of dark coins in his pocket.

"Knock knock!"

I slammed the table twice to catch his eye.

"Oh? New faces? Need something? Fan Ziren was stunned for a moment, and then showed the same evil smile as when he first met me.

While I despised the ghost old man countless times in my heart, I was shocked by the disguise technique of the big steamed bun again, but I didn't expect Fan Ziren, who had been with me for so long, to recognize me.

I used my finger to write the words 'Underworld, thrush pen' in front of him, Fan Ziren was obviously stunned, looked at me with wide eyes and muttered, "You are ......"

I immediately made a silent gesture and nodded imperceptibly.

Fan Ziren is also a good person, and after rolling his eyes, he immediately returned to normal, handed me the underworld and the thrush pencil and glanced at me again, got up and walked towards the door.

I squinted my eyes around, and it seemed that no ghost had noticed our little movements, and I was relieved to follow him out.

Fan Ziren walked into a secluded alley around the corner, and immediately seemed to be a different person, jumping in place a few times angrily, pointing at my nose and shouting in a low voice: "You TM crazy!" I didn't tell you that you're wanted by the Yanximen now? The wanted notices all over the street, you can't see or you don't know how to read! ”

I put my hands on his shoulders, and finally waited for him to finish his anger, and grinned: "Don't worry, this time to come to the underworld, it is my master's order." ”

"Huh? He Dajun? As soon as he talked about Uncle Dajun, Fan Ziren's face immediately changed, and he was stunned for a few seconds before asking, "He asked you to come to the underworld?" What are you doing? ”

I replied truthfully: "No. 18 Neihe Street, let me go to the doctor." ”

The corners of Fan Ziren's mouth twitched a few times, and his brows gradually twisted into the word 'Sichuan'.

"What's wrong?" I looked at his whole face as ugly as if he had eaten, and asked puzzled.

Fan Ziren bit his lip and asked instead of answering, "Do you know what kind of place it is?" ”

I looked at him with a confused look on my face and asked, "How do I know, I haven't been in the underworld for long." What, there's a ghost there? "As soon as I finished asking, I slapped my head and scolded myself for being stupid X, this is the underworld, no ghost is weird.

Fan Ziren sighed heavily, and said in a deep voice: "You've been there, No. 18 Neihe Street is Fengya Courtyard." ”

"What are you talking about?!" I was nervous and almost screamed.

Fugamiin?

It's not that He Dajun didn't know that I was wanted, so let me go there, doesn't this make it clear that I was sent to death......

"Boy, I also told you why you are wanted by the Yan Sacrifice Gate. Although your disguise skills are very good, don't forget whose territory is Fugain. Fan Ziren rarely put away his wicked smile and warned me with a serious expression.

After a pause, he continued to say solemnly: "I don't know why the army wants you to risk your life to go there, but Fengyayuan ...... You'd better think about it yourself. ”

"This is still a ball, in order to earn so much money, I don't want to put my life into it, so I decided not to go!" Almost without even thinking about it, I immediately decided to go home, I am not a saint to take such a big risk for an irrelevant ghost.

But the moment I turned around to leave, my phone rang.

It was a message from He Dajun again, and I wondered how this donkey-faced uncle was so elusive, and looking at it like this, it seemed that he could know where I was.

I was puzzled, and my hand had already clicked on the content of the text message.

The text message wasn't long, but every word hit me hard in the chest like a giant hammer.

- No. 18 Neihe Street, where Yuhongmeng is.