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In the miserable weedy courtyard, the low wind whimpered and cried, making the yin wood puppet that had already fallen out of the leaves let out a 'ho-ho' yin laughter.

In the corner full of cobwebs, three or two tiger rats that had been dead for a long time, and their corpses were rotten, were disemboweled, and they were nailed to the corner of the wall by a firewood collecting stick, and the corners of the tiger's mouth were torn open, revealing white and red flesh and blood, faintly smiling.

It's like some kind of playful play.

Sikong slowly pushed open the half-open door, and the dust on the edge of the door fell, and there were even more remnants of yin-loving insects. Sikong waved his hand to dispel the dust in front of him, and saw that this was a deserted courtyard that had been uninhabited for a long time.

Even if the small courtyard is decayed and decayed, from the details of the decoration, this small courtyard should also belong to the residence of a small leader, or even a big leader.

The grass is deep and the wind is cold.

The walls, portals, and windows were plastered with strange paper symbols, saying that they were strange, because the charms on these yellowed paper symbols were all random graffiti of children, and the dyes were somewhat special, like blood.

The crooked and slanted lines are like baby faces, laughing and scolding, and there are traces of soul wandering.

And the hollow and decaying wooden puppet was wrapped with ink fountains hanging from copper coins, one of which was wrapped around the tree, and the other stretched into a window.

The wind blew, and the copper coins full of trees sounded lightly, like the laughter of a girl.

Looking at this extremely strange courtyard, Sikong had a bad intuition, but the closest formation defect to him was located in this small courtyard.

This is the case here, and the other eleven places are similar.

Thinking of this, Sikong stepped into the small courtyard.

'Bang knock! ’

As if there was a pair of invisible hands, the gate closed suddenly, and the gate with a little loose wooden planks didn't even have a crack in the door, completely isolating Sikong in this miserable courtyard.

"Mom killed me, Dad ate me, my siblings sat under the table, picked up my bones, and buried them in the cold stone tomb......"

Suddenly, a terrible nursery rhyme came, and Sikong saw that there was an extra girl in the yin wood puppet at some point.

Wearing bright red pajamas, dark red fringed braids, an innocent smile on her pink face, and a small section of her lotus root leg exposed, white and shiny, like a doll.

There was no swing in sight, but the girl was rippling among the branches of the yin puppet, her pajamas were fluttering, her tassels were braided and shawled, and the girl's laughter was like a silver bell.

"Brother, brother, can you play on the swing with me?"

The girl's face was full of innocence, and when she looked up with a smile, she suddenly saw a pair of iron fists comparable to her face plate coming directly!

"Brother has a big lollipop, do you want it?!"

Coax!

The imaginary sensation of hitting the real thing did not come, Sikong's iron fist passed through the air, and he saw the girl rippling on the branches disappear in its place.

Sikong's left hand was hooked on the treetops, like an ape, and he rested on the trunk of the tree, and when he looked closely, he saw that the girl appeared in the small courtyard.

"My words are all superfluous, my face is shattered, I swear to lie, I swear to see, I swear to be a cripple, I swear to be a liar, you will smash your cage ......"

The girl was jumping on the checkered, with one foot, wearing small spiked shoes, and white socks hitting her ankles, which looked very cute.

Then, under Sikong's gaze, the girl jumped into the room one by one.

'Click......'

The door to the room was not closed, half-open and half-hidden, as if tempting Sikong, and still moaning in the wind.

"You want me in?"

Sikong landed lightly like a leaf, without splashing a single bit of dust, and walked a few steps to the door.

Outside the door, wisps of black air swirled around, the sky was gloomy, the artificial light source flickered on and off, and there was a cloudy wind.

Inside the door, it was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers, and I couldn't even see the other side of the threshold.

The iron lattices were half crumbling, but not a ray of daylight could shine in.

Sikong didn't have to think about it to know that there were probably hundreds of ghosts crying at night in this door, and the girl in red was waiting for her to come to the door.

But when he glanced at the small courtyard, there were no traces of formation defects, so the key to his ability to leave this life and death dimensional array fell in the room where this red-clothed imp was.

"So, I'm here......"

A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Sikong's mouth, like a big bad wolf with teeth and claws, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he stepped into the room!

'Bang knock! ’

The door to the room slammed shut, and then the whole world fell silent.

In the small courtyard, the wind swept the leaves, and the copper coins on the ink fountain fluttered in the air, making a crisp sound.

The grass bows its head, and it is desolate.

And in that room, there was a long dead silence.

'Ho ho ......'

A faint chuckle came from the room.

'Boom, boom, boom......'

Then, there was an intermittent sobbing, extremely sad, and a little delicate gasp.

Suddenly, all the sounds disappeared, and after that, there was a loud sound of the sky and the earth cracking!

'Boom! ’

Half of the walls of the room collapsed, sand and dust billowed down, and the broken high-strength fiber bricks exploded into powder, and then two figures burst out of the room.

"Aren't you going to eat me?! Eat, you eat! Eat hard! ”

But I saw that Sikong's face was extremely hideous, his eyes were bloodshot, and the blood plum came to life.

Sikong grabbed the half-dead little female ghost with his right hand and smashed it on the ground, but he put his left arm towards the little female ghost's mouth.

"If you eat your parents, you can eat your brothers and sisters, why eat me, why? Why! ”

Sikong's whole person was as crazy as a psychopath, and his left arm began to frantically squeeze the little female ghost's cherry mouth.

I saw that from the cracked cuffs of Sikong, the still dry and terrifying small arms were revealed, shaped like rotten wood.

There are wisps of thin evil energy, drilled out from Sikong's forearm, and at this moment, smelling the ghost gas on the little female ghost, it is like a cat smelling fishy, surging out.

'Titicaca ......'

The little female ghost couldn't break free under the confinement of evil energy, and at this moment, under the power of Sikong's monster, the cheeks of the puff puff instantly sunken, and the bones of the face cracked, making a subtle cracking sound.

"Please, please, please, please......"

The little girl in the pajamas had big watery eyes and tears, and looked at Sikong crisply, her smooth and tender fingers gripping Sikong's wrist tightly.

Sikong smirked instead, almost thrust half of his arm into the little female ghost's head, his eyes flashing a strange blood red.

"Eat, eat! It must be much better than those pickled beast tiger rats, right? You little ghost who died early, a little slut, you will die when you die! Eat, why don't you eat it?! ”

Sikong then lifted the little female ghost and smashed it on the ground, and his left arm almost crushed the female ghost's head.

'Bump! ’

'Bump! ’

'Bump! ’

Time and time again, Sikong vented the tyranny and bloodlust in his heart again and again, and his power became bigger and bigger, and the evil spirit became stronger and stronger.

'Bang!! ’

Finally, the little female ghost who begged for mercy stopped struggling in an instant, and suddenly stopped moving.

This puff puff, the cute head was crushed by Sikong's arm, and the white and red flowed all over the ground, and naturally splashed Sikong's body.

The little female ghost who died once, die!

Then, a strong wind rose on the ground, and the corpse of the little female ghost turned into a sprinkled of black confetti.

Then, in Sikong's eyes, it turned into a rune and fell to the metal brick street outside the small courtyard.

Suddenly, the street seemed to be a little more complete, and the broken ground was a little more tidy.

Seeing this, Sikong suddenly thought that the defect in the formation was damaged somewhere, and it turned out that the little female ghost was the so-called defect.

'So say, the other eleven ......'

Without the stimulation of the little female ghost, Sikong's sanity regained some consciousness, and at this moment, when he was secretly thinking, a talisman engraved with 'life' on the front and 'death' on the reverse shot from the stone platform in the middle of the cross street.

Sikong took the talisman, and there was a line of small characters on the hanging tassel of the slippery talisman-

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