Bang - In the old street of Jiushan Village, in the room in a wooden building, there was a muffled sound, the walls made of wooden boards shook slightly, and a black arm with green tendons was pressed against the wooden wall. There was a strange paper figure standing next to this person, and the paper man looked like a living person, but his whole body was covered with paper, and only those eyes still had the look of a person.

"Jun, what should I do?" Yang Tian sat at the head of the bed, covering his face with his hands, looking at Yang Jun who was venting against the wall with a very helpless expression.

According to the time of yesterday's rainy night, the two came to open the door at about seven o'clock, but they unexpectedly did not see Lu Qingshuang's figure, thinking that Lu Qingshuang might be unwell so he was resting at school. Who knew that as soon as Yang Tian dialed her phone, it turned out to be a mobile phone ringing on the second floor on a rainy night.

Yang Jun and Yang Tian went up to the second floor in confusion, and the last thing they saw in the room was a paper figure, and she was holding Lu Qingshuang's mobile phone in her hand. If it weren't for taking out her student ID card from a bag that fell next to Lu Qingshuang, neither of them would have wanted to believe that Lu Qingshuang had really turned into a lifeless shell.

"Jun, look, the last call was made from your mobile phone to Qingshuang." Taking the mobile phone handed over by Yang Tian, Yang Jun glanced at his name and number displayed on the screen, and a sense of regret swept through his body, causing him to sit on the ground.

He couldn't have imagined that all of this had already been planned, from his tracking of the funeral home's car, to the loss of his mobile phone due to something in the elevator, and then to the other party using his mobile phone to trick Lu Qingshuang. Everything seems to happen so naturally, but someone is secretly controlling, who is this person? What is his intention in turning people into this picture, just to bury the dead?

Yang Jun held Lu Qingshuang's mobile phone tightly, and there was only one thought in his heart: no matter what the other party's purpose was, he had to save Lu Qingshuang.

A black bead on his chest seemed to tremble, but Yang Jun was so anxious at the moment that he didn't notice that the black bead that Duan Hou left for him was actually strange at this moment.

"Yang Tian, I told you about the wreath shop during the day, so it goes without saying that this matter is that shop, but I didn't know they actually used my mobile phone."

"I can't blame you for this, the top priority is to find a way to change Lu Qingshuang back. Otherwise, even if I die, I won't have the face to see that guy. After Yang Tian finished speaking, he took out a military dagger from his bag and swiped it in his hand, his eyes revealing murderous aura.

Yang Jun understood Yang Tian's mood in his heart, because he was the same, so even if he wanted his life, he had to do it.

Without saying anything, without any more nonsense, Yang Jun walked in front and walked directly to the wreath shop at the end of the street.

The street lights flickered strangely, and the old street seemed to be exceptionally dim tonight, although it was not dark, but because of the flickering of the street lights, it was impossible to see the road clearly. The shadows under the streetlights also became distorted, like strange people with teeth and claws, waiting for anyone to step on them, and they would tear him apart.

The street lamp in front of the wreath shop was broken, and the only thing that could illuminate the door was the 24-hour sign. This sign strangely appeared in its original location again, and when Yang Jun came over during the day, he obviously saw that it was empty, and the whole wreath shop was full of a strange atmosphere.

"Why is there no one?" The two stopped at the door of the wreath shop, and there was still only the light of a light bulb inside, and the paper figure inside seemed to be staring, waiting for them to enter.

"No matter, come in."

Yang Jun deliberately pushed away a paper figure next to him, and sure enough, the back was empty, and there was no one, which was really weird, the wreath shop was so big, where else could this person go.

The two of them walked around the store, but they still didn't get anything, except for the big wreaths like the same brands, which were paper figures that looked very similar to living people, and even the few special paper figures that were originally placed in the corner of the wall were gone.

"No, when is there a door here?" Yang Jun's eyes widened as he looked at a small black door inside the store, which was supposed to be just a wall.

The two of them glanced at each other, and they could both see the fear in each other's eyes, because the small door of the black hole was bubbling out with a trace of cold air. The cold air rushed to his body, causing goosebumps all over his body.

"Gollum~" Yang Jun swallowed his saliva, his voice was particularly harsh in the shop, Yang Tian had already held the dagger in his hand, he was slowly stepping into the small door, and then his figure was completely engulfed by the darkness.

Yang Jun followed behind and walked in, neither of them noticed, as soon as they walked in on the front foot, many paper people behind them moved, a pair of big black eyes turned happily, and a slight smile could be seen on their pale faces.

It was a dark and bottomless passage, and the yin wind was blowing past the two of them, and Yang Tian even felt that the hand holding the dagger had become a little stiff. He could only keep moving his wrists to keep them soft, so as not to miss the moves.

The passage was very small, and it could only sustain one person forward, Yang Jun followed behind, and his heart was already nervous, he couldn't even see Yang Tian walking in front of him, he could only grope the wall and listen to the sound of breathing coming from in front of him. Such a place is too dangerous, and they have no idea what is going on here, and if something suddenly pops up, it can scare people half to death.

"Jun, Run"

Yang Jun sighed in his heart, it was Yang Tian's time just now, and his breathing disappeared after he finished roaring, Yang Jun hurriedly ran forward, but he didn't touch Yang Tian's body. According to Yang Tian's forward speed, it is impossible to not even be able to catch up with him with his run, the only possibility is that Yang Tian is still behind him, and something has happened.

The word "something happened" just appeared in Yang Jun's heart, and the hand attached to the wall seemed to have touched something, wet and slippery, and very soft. The thing also seemed to feel Yang Jun's hand, and was teasing his fingers one by one, Yang Jun pulled his hand back violently, and the wall was nothing else, it was a tongue.

The elder with that tongue seemed to be probing was in the darkness in front of Yang Jun, and as long as he took a step forward, he would lick his body.

"Yang Tian" Yang Jun shouted loudly, but when the voice came out, he was only swallowed up by the darkness, and in this bottomless passage, he didn't know what danger existed, even Yang Tian was gone.

What's even more terrifying is that Yang Jun, who turned back this time, couldn't find the door he had just entered, it was dark as far as the eye could see, and he might feel his tongue on the wall when he stretched out his hand.

"Click!" A ball of firelight flashed and lit up, and the firelight floated faintly in the air, Yang Jun saw it clearly, the walls were densely covered with paper faces, red lips pulled out a long black tongue, and a pair of black eyes rolled until he found Yang Jun standing there.

"Yang Tian" Yang Tian was lying on the ground, one hand was still holding the military dagger tightly, and the strange thing was that the other hand was tightly clasped around his neck, as if he wanted to break something off his neck.

He was just about to go over and help Yang Tian up, a thin hand stretched out in the dark, and that hand was still holding a round stopwatch, Yang Jun was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, because that hand was just above Yang Tian. Before he figured out the other party's intentions, if he rushed over at this time, it was very likely that he would kill Yang Tian's surname.

The withered hand didn't seem to think about Yang Jun's thoughts at the moment, only to see that it put the stopwatch in its hand into the firelight, and the faint firelight added a little brightness.

The "tick-tock" stopwatch began to move, and when I looked at the hand again, it had retracted into the darkness and was gone.

"Yang Tian, you're okay" Before Yang Jun could rush over to help Yang Tian up, he found that his feet couldn't move, he lowered his head in horror, his feet didn't know when they began to get a lot of paper, and the position below the foot wrap was completely wrapped in paper, and the terrible thing was that Yang Jun couldn't feel the existence of his feet.

Pieces of paper poured out of the darkness frantically, not only Yang Jun, but even Yang Tian, who was lying on the ground, was also wrapped in pieces of paper.

The yin wind blowing in the darkness drove the pieces of paper to make a "crackling" sound, and they raged so fast that Yang Tian's limbs were already wrapped in those shredded papers. Yang Jun watched in a daze as Yang Tian slowly turned into a paper figure in front of him, and even he himself was changing towards the appearance of a paper man.

The paper faces on the walls of "Quack" shook their long black tongues, and their red lips smashed and let out a whimsical laugh.

"Damn, I don't believe it's going to be planted in a place where birds don't." Yang Jun scolded angrily, stretched out his right hand, which had almost turned into a bundle of paper, and took off the string of Buddhist beads in his left hand with a slight hook, but there was no picture of all the pieces of paper being sucked up as he expected.

The black left hand was quietly stretched forward, and the terrifying shredded paper did not let go anywhere, and at this time it had begun to wrap itself around his left hand from his shoulder.

Only then did Yang Jun notice that the firelight suspended in mid-air, the stopwatch in it was supposed to be 10, and nearly five seconds had passed just now, and almost half of their bodies had turned into paper figures. It also means that the surnames of the two of them may only have more than the next four seconds left, and if they can't get rid of the shredded paper wrapped around their upper bodies, then they will become lifeless paper people like Lu Qingshuang.

"Grass, huh?" Just when Yang Jun felt helpless, a piece of shredded paper fell on his left hand, and it was quickly burned to ashes

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