I was dizzy and didn't know who to believe.

"Brother, I am a human being, she is a paper person, do you believe me or her? You also saw it, her subordinates all cut you with kitchen knives, I didn't cut you! Big Joe shouted upstairs.

This is true, from the beginning, Da Qiao treated me well, I was lost, she understood me at home, and gave me food to eat, and stayed overnight, helping me tidy up the bed. Naturally, I had to trust her.

"I don't care how you got the aura, as long as you are not good for humans, I will destroy you today." I pointed to the paper woman who claimed to be Little Joe. No matter how nice she said, she sent her subordinates to cut me with kitchen knives. So, there is no forgiveness.

"Dead people, rotten people, bad men, what is the use of being obsessed with leaving you, I will kill you today and drink your blood." Xiao Qiao smiled and waved his hand, and all the paper figures gathered towards me.

A gust of wind blew, my whole body became stiff, this group of paper figures, their eyes were empty, and the scalps of those who looked at it were numb.

"Stop, stop me." I shouted at the group of paper figures.

However, they did not listen to my persuasion, but walked straight towards me, and my heart trembled as soon as the evening breeze blew.

This group of paper figures, some with sticks in their hands and some with stones in their hands, rushed towards me. At this time, Da Qiao snapped and turned on the lights in the yard.

Under the dim light, I can see more clearly, this group of paper figures is the little paper people when people die, and they are used to accompany the funeral. Watching them move, my heart panicked.

"Brother, you're welcome, burn them all to death, they have tortured me for a long time, they burned my husband to death." Big Joe shouted down from the window.

"Stop me, if anyone takes a step further, don't say I'm welcome." My body swirled, the dantian lifted my qi, and all the strength was gathered on the palm, I thought about it, and decided not to use the Reverse Water Cold Sword, it was too troublesome, and I directly slapped them with the ghost yin palm.

The paper figures in front of me paused, and they all stood there looking at me, probably frightened by my shouting.

"Whoever takes one step further, you will become like him." Suddenly, I hesitated. It's not easy for people to live, and it's not easy for this group of paper people to get spiritual properties today, even if I shoot them to death, I have to figure things out.

"Brothers, his blood is the blood of the gods, kill him, drink his blood, and become even more powerful than Da Qiao, and then find Da Qiao's dead force to settle accounts." The paper man named Xiao Qiao raised his arms and shouted. The group of paper figures changed from silence to stillness, and they pounced on me as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

At this point, I had no choice. A single palm was struck, and with a bang, the paper figures walking in the front dispersed in an uproar. Turned into thousands of paper butterflies and fell down one after another.

Seeing this, Xiao Qiao rushed towards me with a leap of obedient screams. The movements are so sharp that they don't look like paper people at all, and they don't have the light and fluttering feeling of paper people. I saw it clearly, and I palmed it again, and with a bang, a cold light shot out, and Xiao Qiao fell to the ground like a kite. It's just that she didn't become shattered like the other paper figures.

Seeing my boss knocked to the ground by me, the rest of the paper figures swarmed up. After my crackling attack, the whole courtyard fell silent.

Although it was quiet, the yard was full of confetti, and with the breeze fluttering like butterflies, the whole yard was covered with green colored paper, and then the keel of the paper figures, in short, the yard was everywhere. There are more than 200 people, large and small, and the remaining garbage after crushing can be imagined.

Looking at the detritus of this place, I did not have the joy of victory, but felt a little sad! Everything in the world, what exists is reasonable, I have broken their fragments like this, which is somewhat cruel, but fortunately, they have no life, they just have human blood and aura.

"Brother, you're awesome!" Big Joe ran down from the stairs and grabbed my arm a little pretentiously.

"Sisters, is she really your sister?" I pointed to Little Joe, the only thing left on the ground, unbroken.

"You also believe her words, I am a human being, she is a paper person, how can it be my sister?" When Da Qiao said this, his eyes were a little distracted, as if he was dodging something?

"But, I think she really looks like you, look at the shape of her eyes!" Indeed, the paper figure on the ground has some similarities with Da Qiao in front of me, and even speaks very similarly.

"Actually, it's like this, my man is a color maker, I like to tie paper people, not only can I exchange some money, but also meet the needs of some people to worship their ancestors, one day, she tied a paper man according to my appearance, and named Xiao Qiao, and smiled and said that it was my sister. Accidentally cut her hand with a knife, and the blood dripped on the paper man's body, as a result, she would talk at night, and she came out to wander around, but my husband was scared sick and dying, and that day I went to the county to buy medicine and came back late, so they carried my husband to the wilderness and burned him to death. As Da Qiao spoke, his eyes turned red again.

I was stunned, since that was the case, then I had done the right thing. Looking at the confetti all over the ground, he asked Da Qiao; "What should I do with these?"

"Burn them, burn them, and you'll be good to go. They will never again come out and do evil! ”

"Where do you burn so much confetti?" I'm a little worried that with so much confetti, the fire will definitely be very big, and the villagers will be alert.

"It's in my yard, no one comes to see it, and it's all scared." Da Qiao picked up the household belongings from the side and began to clean up the colorful confetti in the yard.

Since Da Qiao said this, I had nothing to say, so I helped Da Qiao clean up the confetti in the yard, and soon, we piled up the confetti, and there was a lot of it in the middle of the yard, fortunately, the yard was big. The paper man named Xiao Qiao was at the top of the paper pile, the breeze was blowing, and his body moved slightly, and he had been restored by my palm just now, and he would never speak or move again. I always feel uncomfortable looking at these painted eyes.

Big Joe took the lighter out of the room; "Come, brother, I'd better stay away, in case she suddenly stands up......"

I took the lighter and stood in front of the pile of confetti, hesitating. Is this the end of such a legend? The resurrection of the paper man and the death of the master are fantastic. All of this will perish after a fireworks.

I crouched down, gently sparked the lighter, and lit it!

After a crackling sound, there was a sea of fire in front of my eyes. Standing in front of the fire, my face hurts. Look at the burning flames. My heart is still uncomfortable, I always feel like I have done a sin, although the paper people are not human, but they already have spirituality, I am burned by such a fire, I still feel excessive, but if I don't burn them, they want me to die, and Da Qiao will not be at peace. So I was right to do that. Men do things, do what they do. Don't ink, this can be regarded as countering violence with violence.

Yes! Yes! While I was standing there in a daze, there was a sudden explosion in the fire, doubling the whole flame, and at the same time there was a terrifying cry. Little Joe's papier-mâché body struggled and rolled in the fire.

Big Joe hugged my arm tightly; "Brother, I'm afraid!" Her body trembled slightly, and her eyes looked at everything in the fire in horror.

Little Joe's body struggled with the churning of the flames, and the bursts of wails were like the desperate cries of a sad woman.

"It's okay, I'm here! Everything is gone, and they will never come back. I glanced at Da Qiao and comforted her, this hard-working woman was actually tossed to death by a group of paper figures.

Half an hour later, as the puffs of green smoke dissipated, the tossing paper figures finally disappeared, leaving only glittering sparks and ashes. The wind blew the dust into the corners, and some flew out of the yard.

Back to my room, the time is already 12 o'clock in the evening, pillow arms without a trace of sleepiness, always feel that today is a bit excessive, more than 200 paper people, if there is life, I will be too bloody.

Tuk Tuk! While I was lying there thinking, the door rang twice, and then the door opened, and Big Joe walked in in pink pajamas, and under the light, his fair body was fascinating.