"Okay, I'll let you kill me first." Qi Zihuan was serious when he said this, and he didn't seem to be joking at all.

This calm attitude made Ga Coconut a little dazed for a while.

Qi Zihuan took out the paper crane hidden in his hair and threw it back to his shoulder.

I don't know what problems he figured out in the short period of time when he folded this blood-colored paper crane, but now he seems to have completely relaxed, and continues to tease Jia Coconut: "You, it's just that the circle of life is too narrow, a person who doesn't have contact with society all year round, will only become more and more concerned about his little things, and the more likely the negative emotions will become strong and get caught in it." ”

"It's not that I don't get in touch with the outside world, it's that the world rejects me." Jia Coconut doesn't think that what the other party said about dying first is true, and it should still be a situation where both sides are helpless.

"So you are justified in wantonly killing people in this room? Anyway, everyone else is coming, right? You're all dead, aren't you? Send a handsome man out, the child is still young, right? Why don't you celebrate the New Year again? Qi Zihuan spit out a few question marks like a cannon.

Ga Coconut vaguely knew that the other party was sarcastic about her, but she couldn't get the point of this passage at all.

"So the volume of human beings is like a container, some people are big, some people are small, and the smaller the container, the easier it is to overflow hatred." Qi Zihuan felt that his ears that were being pecked by the paper crane were a little itchy, so he tilted his head and continued, "And the amount of your instrument is like a night pot, Xiao Gong will be full at one time." ”

"To put it mildly, it's because you haven't been tortured like this by me."

Qi Zihuan pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "This world is much more cruel than you think, some children die without even eating a piece of candy, and some people don't understand that clothes are not only used to keep warm. What about you? Just because there was no one to play with you, you died by yourself, and the subsequent torture was somewhat self-inflicted. ”

Jia Coconut has no experience in tearing, her philosophy of life has always been to roll up her sleeves and do it, at this time, Qi Zihuan was inexplicably irritable, and she wanted to refute but didn't know how to speak.

"Well, with all that said, it's time to die." Qi Zihuan saw that Jia Coconut was speechless by him, and he also felt a little bored, so he stood up and walked towards the entrance.

After thinking about it, he turned his head and confessed: "I'll buy a few oranges, you are here, don't move." ”

The little paper crane soared into the air and flew leisurely behind him.

Although Jia Coconut was bent down by Qi Zihuan's sudden commotion, she still felt that no matter what Qi Zihuan was going to do next, she couldn't let him succeed.

At that moment, he stretched out his white slender hand and grabbed it forward.

The blood-colored paper crane seemed to have been on guard, and as soon as there was movement behind him, it spun sharply in the air, and pecked at the right eye of the coconut with a sharp beak.

The coconut clawed back, and with a flick of his arm, he wanted to shoot the paper crane off.

But the paper crane was very slippery, and after achieving the purpose of blocking, it immediately flapped its wings and flew diagonally, stopping in the air not far away to stare at the coconut.

Qi Zihuan had already walked to the entrance, put the suitcase on the ground, unzipped it and rummaged through something.

Flags, incense candles, crowns and other items were all thrown aside, and finally what they needed was found in the corner of the box.

This is a stack of small paper figures that have been made, no longer holding a sword, but making the shape of a simple knife, each with a copper coin soaked in yang blood embedded in the chest, just like the ancient heart goggles.

Qi Zihuan held a stack of paper figures in his left hand, shook out the Zhaori Pagoda with his right hand, and turned to face the coconut.

Ga Coconut stood still vigilantly, she had seen the power of the wooden tower, and with the gesture, the glass vial on the top of the tower could release thunder and lightning, and a few shots in a row could dissipate her.

"Didn't you say playing a game and let me kill you first?" Ga Coconut asked.

"Hide and seek still needs to close your eyes and count first, of course we have to make some preparations to play the game of who lives and dies." Qi Zihuan inspected the little paper people one by one, and made sure that there was no problem before he began to recite the incantation silently.

Titicaca ......

The coconut opened its mouth and made an eerie noise. Streams of black gas began to emerge from the ceiling, walls, and floors, tumbling around her and condensing into shape.

Toshio, Tsuyoshio, Murakami Mandarin, and Officer Kamio...... One by one, the tenants of the murderous mansion appeared one after another, surrounding Qi Zihuan to death.

Qi Zihuan was not flustered, threw the paper figure in his hand to the ground, and the eight little paper figures drew knives in their hands, scattered, and stood beside Qi Zihuan in eight directions: Kan, Li, Dui, Zhen, Xun, Qian, Kun, and Gen.

Saeki Tsuyoshi couldn't help it first, and with a low roar, his bear-like burly body pounced on it, and the folding knife in his hand stabbed Qi Zihuan in the abdomen.

The eight small paper figures on the ground reacted quickly, starting to move from all directions, and the routes were intersecting but not chaotic at all, four of them stepped on the overlapping hands of their companions, and one took off into the air with the help of force. The height of the four paper figures is exactly the same, and their bodies are staggered with each other, and they draw their knives and slash in unison, forming a combined attack.

The four people on the ground either rushed or flew by, separating key parts such as ankles and knees.

Takeo Saeki is tall, and he looks even more sluggish when he turns around to dodge, and hits all eight blades at once.

With just one move, he split the male into black smoke and escaped into the four walls of the house.

The little paper figures in the air fall, each in its place.

Qi Zihuan was not surprised or happy, and still arranged it step by step. First place the Zhaori Pagoda in the middle of the array, and then summon the peachwood sword and put it on the array. The paper crane flew and landed next to the tower

The volley void painted the spell, and the four characters of the god and the four characters of the god were glowing, and there were faint lines connecting the eight directions where the paper man was, and the knife in the paper man's hand also lit up with black light.

Jia Coconut also attacked Qi Zihuan with Murakami Mandarin and Toshio.

The eight paper figures pulled out to block again, and the pace was secretly in line with the gossip, and the advance and retreat were well-founded, meeting the enemy with a quick knife, and attacking together.

Coupled with the black light of the peach wood sword, every time he is stabbed, it will bring a lot of damage to the coconut.

"Physical attacks are useless, this formation is what I learned from Taoist classics, virtual and real are born together, positive and negative are used interchangeably, so it is called 'positive and negative four elephant arrays'. Originally, it would have required eight swordsmen of comparable strength to pose, but now eight paper figures can make do with it. Qi Zihuan's hand kept moving, swiping towards the Kunlun realm at the top of the tower, and the originally vague and dim mirror became clear.

Toshio and Murakami were also broken up by their figures.

Ga Coconut took two steps back, she had been cut several times, and black smoke escaped from the wound.

"Attack directly, I won't resist." Qi Zihuan sat in the middle of the formation, his expression was indifferent, like a righteous man who was not afraid in the law field.

Gaco's eyes flickered, and it took a moment before she made up her mind.

Her body gradually turned into a black shadow, perhaps because the house was constantly supplementing, and the shadows were getting bigger and longer.

The shadow flooded in the direction of Qi Zihuan, enveloping Qi Zihuan entirely.

After a while, the shadow slowly retracted and gradually condensed into the image of a coconut.

She was silent.

In the formation, Qi Zihuan had fallen to the ground on his side, not breathing.