said that it was too late, and then quickly, a knife slashed straight at Bai Changsheng's face!

Bai Changsheng's body was like chaff at the moment, and the whole person gave up resisting, closed his eyes and waited for death.

I only heard a muffled scream, and after a while, I found myself still standing here? I touched my head, and it was still warm.

Aren't you dead?

Only then did I dare to open a trace of the corner of my eyes to see:

I saw Wen Yan lying on the ground, facing the floor tiles, his whole body trembling violently, and his chest was stained with blood, and it was more than a foot long from the placket!

What's going on?

Bai Changsheng's chest rose and fell, and after seeing Wen Yan tremble, he was silent, it was impossible for him to get up and do evil again, and he knew that he was going to die, but why did he shed so much blood?

Tentatively, Bai Changsheng carefully lifted Wen Yan up:

I only saw Wen Yan's knife stabbed straight into his heart, and blood flowed out from his heart.

Half of the coffin was dirty, and it stained the hearts of the living.

And at this moment, when I took a closer look, I saw a small paper figure, vivid, and the finishing touch, just in the right foot of Wen Yan.

Could it be that he was tripped by the little paper man, swung his knife to the sky, and his body was unstable, and when he fell, he happened to pierce his heart...

Kill yourself! Or is it a strange and tragic death?

Bai Changsheng II was a human being, and he quickly touched his whole body back and forth, only then did he know that he was not dreaming, and he was not dead!

Looking at the blood flowing from Wen Yan's corpse, the paper man had a strange expression, and Bai Changsheng began to be afraid:

It's the scariest thing when it's over, I'm afraid.

Bai Changsheng said in his heart that if he didn't have this little paper man, he might not know how miserable he would be today.

But then again, how did the little paper man come out on his own? Wen Yan also said that he made an appointment with someone to carry the coffin, and it was clearly this set of words!

Still in a trance, I saw that the little paper figure spontaneously combusted!

There was a crackling sound, and Bai Changsheng felt as if he was cremated with resentful ghosts, struggling and screaming.

The green firelight revealed a foul smell, and as the paper figure burned out, the good incense of the white stone also burned!

Two green lights lingered in the coffin shop, and a dead body lay on the ground, how terrible the scene was.

Bai Changsheng knew that Shanxiang was spontaneously combusted by heat, but he was still a little frightened.

After seeing the little paper figure burned again, it seemed that there was a small thing inside!

I thought it was all straw core, but now I'm a little puzzled, so I picked it up:

I only saw a small white skeleton exposed from the ashes of the small paper figure, and four faces were used as bodies, and I don't know what animal remains were carved from.

Small, but you can clearly see the faces of four faces, each with its own unique joy, anger and sorrow.

Grimace on all sides of the black eye!

Bai Changsheng was shocked, how could he not recognize this thing?

This is when Bai Sanshi told him ghost stories to train his courage when he was a child, and the evil things that often appeared in the stories appeared!

It's true!

Bai Changsheng was very surprised, and felt a cool air rise from under his feet:

In the story of the old father, this grimace with black eyes on all sides is carved from human bones and quenched with blood. It is divided into four sides, representing the three symbols of southeast, south, northwest, heaven, earth, man and ghost, joy, anger and sorrow.

And the grimace on each side is a catastrophe for the holder, emotionally transformed, and grimace expressed.

This evil thing is used to ward off disasters and evil spirits! But it can only be used four times, which represents: happiness and sorrow, anger and crown, wailing all over the field, and crying with joy!

Thinking of this, Bai Changsheng hurriedly turned this grimace thing, and came to the side of the angry crown:

Seeing that the grimace on that side was intact, Bai Changsheng was a little puzzled, why was this?

Could it be that Daddy was just teasing me in the first place? As he spoke, he flipped again and again until he grimaced all over the wilderness.

Syllable!

The little grimace fell to the ground, and Bai Changsheng's face was like dead ashes.

I saw that the grimace that was wailing all over the field was now charred and broken, very blurry, not as clear and ingenious as the other three grimaces...

It turned out to be true...

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, but I knew how powerful this thing was.

Bai Changsheng hurriedly put it in his arms again, and said in his heart, don't care if it's a coincidence or what, anyway, my father appeared to help me, and I have to keep this grimace until I die.

It's not angry, this Wenyan is not angry, doesn't crying loudly mean that the screams are all over the field?

I thought of something again, Bai Changsheng didn't have time to care about Wen Yan who died on the ground, and it was really a mess tonight.

Hurriedly rummaged through the storage box, and took out the letter paper that was full of the eight techniques of the living from before.

If the little paper figure is real, what is written on this piece of paper must be true!

Looking at the article on this white paper, Bai Changsheng remembered that when he saw it for the first time before, it seemed that there was a method of transcendence of the dead and resentful people, and it was also one of the eight techniques of the living.

The current situation is critical, if it is really so effective, then Wenyan is among them!

But you have to take a good look, while thinking nonsense, Bai Changsheng hurriedly went to look at the record above.

Until now, I don't know who gave these things, could it be that the paper man expected that he would have a catastrophe, so he came to help him?

I don't know, but the person on this paper is also, Bai Changsheng can't understand it, he just feels very embarrassed, so he guesses while reading it, which can be regarded as a gradual translation:

"There is no wind in the wilderness, there is no self in heaven, there is no way to humanity, there is no door in the underworld, and then it is miserable..."

The more Bai Changsheng thought about it, the more anxious he became, only to feel that a gust of wind was whistling outside the door, the heavy rain was pouring, and there was a thunderclap, so frightened that he almost didn't scream, this rain was too timely.

The night wind roared, Lei Gong was cynical, and Bai Changsheng looked up and down, frightened.

I continued to read the record of the method of transcendence on the blank piece of paper, trying to find some countermeasure.

I didn't notice that the dead body with Wen Yan behind him quietly moved...

From Wen Yan's mouth, he whispered a whining voice, and slowly, his body stretched out a hand again...

Bai Changsheng didn't realize until the end that the method of exceedance of this person who died was to wrap himself in clothes with a paper figure, and then depicted on the paper corpse that this person had done evil and blessed things in his life, and he was divided into left and right. Then take the copper coin rosin as a guide, burn it under the moon where the children and ugly intersect, and recite the charm to transcend. With the Lang people burning together, you have to overtake. However, this method is limited to female corpses, and male corpses should read another method...

What!?

Female corpses are restricted! I'm done reading!

"I'll fuck your uncle! What kind of thing, after Lao Tzu finished reading, you finally told me to limit the use of female corpses, this thing is still divided into men and women? ”

Bai Changsheng jumped up and scolded the street, he had never seen such nonsense, he guessed while reading it, and only found such an oolong at the end.

In a fit of rage, he threw the letter out, jumping to his feet in anger.

But as soon as I turned around, I picked it up again with a shudder!

Why is Wen Yan, who died in the house before, gone?!

"Dead or not... Don't you want to play me like this! ”

Bai Changsheng said in a trembling voice, grabbing the wooden stick to defend himself.

The heavy rain outside the door is pouring, the wind is blowing, and when the thunder is extinguished, this room is only left with itself...