There were seven people who jumped into the yard. Sun Yan watched them lined up, all of them were camouflage pants, black vests, overalls and hats with brims that covered their eyes, and they looked like mercenaries.

Sun Yan knew that the puppet corpses controlled by the Shadow Glove method were all half-soul corpses, and half of their souls were held in the hands of the magician, and half remained on the corpses, so that they could be as flexible as living people, but they would not be controlled by other corpse control methods.

It's a pity that the Netherworld Corpse Control Technique that Sun Yan obtained in his early years is as undecipherable to him as reading a high math textbook for elementary school students, otherwise there would be a way to take over the puppet corpse.

Sun Yan tentatively punched a steel nail at one of the GIs. "Ding", with a crisp sound, the puppet actually reached out and pulled out the dagger, and the back shot blocked the nail first, and threw the dagger at Sun Yan with his hand back. If Sun Yan hadn't seen it raise his elbow slightly, he doubted that he would have been able to dodge the blow.

"Is this a puppet? More flexible than a human? Sun Yan scolded.

Zhang Jing held the yo-yo in his hand and said, "I heard that it was made by selecting special forces with outstanding strength. The corpses were soaked in a special potion, and in addition to the soul control, the puppets also had chips implanted in their bodies. You don't have to doubt it, they can even dodge bullets with a lower rate of fire. ”

The black gloves seemed to want to play with Sun Yan, and only the one that fired the dagger ran towards Sun Yan in a row of soldiers, and the others stood still and did not move.

Sun Yan kicked at it, his calf hurt, and he turned to the defensive, relying on his flexible body to maneuver with him.

"This can't work, one is so troublesome, is there any way?" Sun Yan shouted.

Zhang Jing hesitated, but still shook his head and said, "There is no way, only hard work." ”

Another puppet joined the battle, Sun Yan was obviously a little struggling, he had already pulled out the dagger that had been nailed to the door frame just now, but it would only leave a shallow mark on the soldier's body.

Seeing the third puppet coming out of the ranks, Zhang Jing also had to jump down to help, she tried to tie the two puppet corpses together with silk threads, but they were quickly cut off by the dagger, and among the remaining four soldiers, two of them had already gone to Xiangtang.

Sun Yan was very anxious, if he pulled back to defend, then Zhang Jing estimated that he would have to lie down immediately. He had no choice but to retreat to the door while holding back the two soldiers, but fortunately, the talisman array he had arranged before was stimulated and helped block it, so that the incense hall was not lost.

Sun Yan was extremely embarrassed, and several cuts were made on his body, which was also his steel nail sneaking into the eyes of the two puppets at close range, causing their speed to slow down.

Zhang Jing is no better, she has no choice but to dodge. Soon, the two were already surrounded at the door of the incense hall side by side, not to mention sticking, it seemed that it would be a little difficult to give up and escape, and the other party still had two puppets that had not yet shot.

"Beware!" This was the shout in Sun Yan's heart. Zhang Jing's right arm was grabbed by a puppet in front of her, while the other one who caught up behind had already raised a dagger and slashed at the top of her head, and she couldn't avoid it.

Sun Yan didn't even have a chance to speak, he put his right hand around Zhang Jing's shoulder without thinking, turned around in a wrong step, hugged Zhang Jing face to face, and took the knife for her with his back. And the knife stabbed behind the puppet that originally grabbed Zhang Jing's right hand also pierced Sun Yan's waist.

When Sun Yan blocked the knife just now, he had already been lucky in his back in advance, and tightened the muscles on his back, but it was no big deal, but he didn't prevent the knife on his waist.

"Sun Yan!" It was only then that Zhang Jing screamed. Everything only happened at the moment when the knife fell, and they were not allowed to react at all, and the five puppets would not stop, kicking and slashing, Sun Yan was hit a few times in succession, and everyone was a little sluggish, and they barely fell into the incense hall with Zhang Jing in their arms, but they could no longer move.

The talisman arrays that Sun Yan had arranged on both sides of the window shot out again, hitting the toy soldiers who followed them to the door, buying them a little time.

"I have an injury on my waist and can't lift my breath anymore, so it's useless, you try to escape." Sun Yan was hugged by Zhang Jing, who got up, and squeezed out a smile and said, "The world is unpredictable, I should have hugged you." ”

Zhang Jing's tears flowed, what kind of person is this? It's all about joking at this point.

Sun Yan saw that the last wave of rune array attacks outside the door was about to dissipate, and he grabbed Zhang Jing's hand and said, "When they rush in, you break through the window and escape, and I will activate the rune explosion to block them." ”

Zhang Jing saw that Sun Yan put the two small jade talismans in her hands, and she didn't know what they meant, but she handed them back to Sun Yan.

Sun Yan was about to speak, but Zhang Jing put his finger on his lips and looked up at the door, with despair in his eyes, but he did not hesitate.

"Sun Yan," Zhang Jing wiped a few strokes on his face with his hand as he spoke: "Remember my appearance, if you have a chance to meet in the underworld in the future, don't fail to recognize me." ”

Sun Yan guessed that the name Zhang Jing was fake, but she didn't expect that she even looked disguised, and now Sun Yan's face was much more delicate than before.

Sun Yan suddenly remembered Li Jinnan. Although Zhang Jing's appearance is not inferior to Li Jinnan, she does not have any beautiful girls in common. One is that the lines are clear, the outline is clear, and there is some coldness and tranquility in the quietness; The other is exquisite, delicate, splendid, free and easy without losing grace.

Just when Sun Yan wanted to take another look and remember this face, Zhang Jing had already gently put him down and walked out the door.

The puppets who were about to rush up after consuming the talisman array suddenly stopped their movements for some reason after seeing Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing stood there motionless, unable to see anything abnormal, but something strange happened, the seven puppet soldiers in the courtyard, who had no sense or thought, were all trembling.

At the same time, the black gloves that were far away on the top floor of the building were trembling. He had now risen from the couch, and there was no grace or composure on his face, except for the white teeth that trembled with his pitch-black right hand.

"Curtain call...... How can it be? She ......" muttered Black Gloves in horror, his eyes fixed on the projection screen, but his soul felt the same way as the toy soldiers.

As soon as Sun Yangang barely sat up, his pupils couldn't help but dilate. He saw Zhang Jingzheng slowly turn to face him, fold his hands on his lower abdomen, and then bow deeply to him expressionlessly.

At the same time, behind her, those puppet soldiers also stood in a row again with her movements, bowing towards Sun Yan together.

"Zhang Jing?" Sun Yan was in a hurry and didn't catch it and fell again, he quickly gritted his teeth and crawled over.

Just after Zhang Jing finished bowing, a burst of sparse applause echoed strangely everywhere around, Zhang Jing straightened her waist in the applause, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and then fell down. And the puppet soldiers in the courtyard were all scattered and dismembered in the applause, turning into piles of severed arms and stumps.

"No—" Black Glove spurted a mouthful of blood in a cry of despair and slumped back into the couch in a decadent manner.

"Zhang Jing," Sun Yan crawled to Zhang Jing's side, and he saw Zhang Jing's beautiful eyes wide open, and a stiff smile left on his bloodstained mouth, which really looked like a beautifully made doll. Sun Yan put his hand under the tip of her nose and tried it, but there was no breath anymore.

Sun Yan raised her wrist and looked at her watch, there were only ten minutes left until twelve o'clock......

The black glove was still alive, but his right hand was gone, and the black gas wrapped around his bare wrist also looked like it was collapsing.

"Why are you here? You're not ......" Black Glove looked in surprise at the sudden appearance of a man beside him, who was wearing a black hooded cloak that hid his face.

"The doctor ordered me to stay secretly just in case, I didn't expect you two to be so useless." A woman's voice chuckled.

"Who would have thought ......"

The black-robed man waved his hand to stop him: "Keep it and tell the doctor, not to mention the loss of your toy soldiers, even your hands are useless, I'm afraid you won't even be qualified to be a doll." ”

Black Glove's eyes were filled with fear, not because of the words of the black-robed man, but because he saw one of the flutes she had taken out of her cloak......

Sun Yan didn't grieve for Zhang Jing, although he didn't know what spell Zhang Jing used, but he knew that Zhang Jing saved him and saved many people, and he would do the same.

"What sound?" Sun Yan was shocked, listening to the sound of some musical instrument playing, but it seemed to be the "buzzing" sound of many bees flying.

Sun Yan is like this now, not to mention that any monster will appear again, even if someone comes randomly, he will not be able to parry.

Sun Yan's eyesight was still there, and sure enough, he noticed that many wasps suddenly flew out of various corners of the yard. These wasps quickly gathered, and soon they formed a large group, stopping not far in front of Sun Yan.

Sun Yan smiled bitterly, he had already found that the stumps of those toy soldiers in the yard did not even leave a bit of slag. He could imagine that he and Zhang Jing would soon become like that, and then these wasps would rush into the incense hall, rush to Zheng Tao's hiding place, and open the passage of the netherworld.

Sun Yan was so tired after tossing all night that he simply closed his eyes again, just like when facing the ape, quietly waiting for the end of all this.

As a loud suona pierced the night sky, the sound of the flute was suppressed, the wasps were scattered, and Sun Yan opened his eyes suddenly. He has been asking for food since he was a child, and he doesn't understand other musical instruments, but he is too familiar with suona. Sun Yan himself is a good player at playing suona, and he soon heard that this was "A Hundred Birds and a Phoenix".

Just like those wasps when they appeared, they quickly disappeared again without a trace. The door of the inner courtyard was opened, and a person was holding a suona, and while walking into the courtyard, he was blowing vigorously.

"Shopkeeper Feng?" Sun Yan's eyes almost fell out, this short and chubby middle-aged man, with a big belly and a pair of heavy myopic glasses on the bridge of his nose, who is not the shopkeeper Feng?