The cold spiritual spring, pitch black and bright red coexist, the boulder sinks down, and the two paper figures are still in a stalemate.

If the stone full of water yin talismans is pressed on the body, it is just a heavy object on the ankle. Now that I am immersed in the spiritual spring, it is like putting on thick armor, and it is very difficult to move.

Li He opened his eyes, Liu Ruhua was close at hand, and those perfect eyes were staring at him.

The erosion of the omen continued, the skin of the corpse had climbed up to the neck, and the small breasts had turned blue-brown. The spiritual spring does have a restraining effect, but it is far from enough for a terrifying omen.

If it weren't for the stalemate between the bad omen and Li He, the spiritual spring would not only be irrepressible, but would even be polluted and turned into a terrifying fountain.

Li He originally wanted to wait for the paper man to devour the later aid, but now it seems that it is far away, and the paper maid may not be easy to digest.

Since he had reached such a situation, he naturally did not complain about anything.

Fighting against bad omen, a split second decision can affect life and death, and the boulder sank him and Liu Ruhua into the spiritual spring, which is the best condition for himself.

He picked up the jade bracelet in his unconscious hand and slowly put it on for Liu Ruhua, and the paper bracelet and the jade bracelet touched together, making a crisp sound.

Li He turned the paper in his left hand and held the paper bracelet fiercely, trying to open it.

But under the influence of Lingquan and the constant erosion of the paper girl, his movements were very difficult, like a child trying to break a tight rope.

He ran his breathing method again, and the skin on his chest spread violently, instantly eroding half of his body. But the hand holding the paper bracelet changed to a dark yellow, broke free violently, and shattered the paper bracelet with a "snap".

There was a faint green jade bracelet left on Liu Ruhua's withered wrist, which emitted a faint light in the water.

Liu Ru's sluggish and numb face suddenly showed a struggling expression, as if it was very painful and frightened, and the originally flawless face was flawed and had a little human touch.

Li He used the way of Rui Xi to convey words in a silent way.

"Your father is waiting for you!"

The water waves did not move, but Liu Ruhua clearly heard what he said.

Her stiff face began to wrinkle slightly, her delicate makeup blurred, and her entire face began to distort as if it had faded.

She opened her mouth wide as if she wanted to shout something, and the spiritual spring water poured in.

At this moment, her body became rough and cold again, and she was covered in confetti, looking like a paper figure that had been glued together.

The misty and frightened face fell into cold again, and the cracks of the jade bracelet became bigger and bigger, and even broke several missing corners, and it was about to shatter.

According to Liu Wu's statement, the jade bracelet was completely shattered, and it was the time when Liu Ruhua died.

Li He naturally wouldn't give the bad omen a chance, and he finally understood why the paper people had eroded Li Zhen and no one found out.

If you use Ruixi to investigate, the Liu Ruhua in front of him at this moment is just a ball of fluorescence, no different from ordinary people. In other words, the infected person still has his own consciousness, and only when the weirdness completely explodes, it will become a bad omen.

Coupled with the abnormality of ordinary people, at most it can be regarded as being eroded by bad omen, not the source of death. Like the convoy of people, Liu Wu, etc., even if the erosion is extreme, at most it is a walking corpse, or a mass of corpses.

Only the picturesque omen of the possessed willow is the source of all weirdness.

Since bad omens retain people's consciousness and follow people's habits, then conversely, whether ordinary people can also control bad omens to a certain extent. It's like a little guy on the way to the convoy, who is ridiculed and humiliated to the extreme, which in turn affects the bad omen.

It's a bit like a cultivator using auspicious rays to balance bad signs, but they are ordinary people who rely on strong emotions to influence bad signs to achieve a kind of balance.

With Liu Ruhua alone, naturally he couldn't do it, even if he added the jade bracelet, it would be a drop in the bucket, so he wanted to help her.

Li He grabbed the other man's hand and dragged it tightly, close to his chest, where the bad luck catalogue manifested.

At the moment when the corpse's hand touched, a broken book faintly appeared on Li He's chest, turning over his flesh and skin, outlining new information.

[Shredded paper painting: Nine bad omens, incomplete, you can draw bad luck on objects that you can bear, you can affect your intelligence, and you are good at assimilation and concealment]

After the bad omen information was revealed, it was enveloped by an extremely strong aura, and Liu Ruhua's whole person began to flatten, as if it had shrunk from three-dimensional to two-dimensional, and turned into a painting again.

But Li He's condition is even worse, the skin of half of his body is not only dark spots, but the bones are even more gray and about to disappear. The yellow of the other half of the body gradually deepened, and cracks began to appear in the paper body, covering it like scales, and each piece had strange eyes to open.

Li He only felt that his chest was burning hot, as if something terrifying was about to tear him apart, and his consciousness was even more tormented, as if he could hear Liu Ruhua's cry of fear, and he personally felt the confusion in the sealed painting.

This is the price of using the catalogue, and it is not a good thing, but a thing of detention that is more terrible than a bad omen, provided that it suffers a corresponding torment. If one day the balance fails, he will become a suture with countless bad signs.

The reason why the last time I suppressed the troubled paper man, it was actually Shenrui's contribution, after all, the real controller of the catalogue at that time was the other party. But this time, borrowing the power of the catalogue, the instigator was Li He, who used the troubled paper man to inevitably suffer a bad omen.

So far, he has not found the best way to use the catalog, and he has been forced to such an extent by bad omens, so he can only forcibly suppress it.

Of course, this is also with the help of various conditions such as spiritual springs, water yin charms, consciousness resistance, etc., in order to form suppression, a little change of time, Liu Ruhua's corpse arm is afraid that it has already pierced his chest, or his own paper man power has been overused, and it has completely turned into a bad omen.

The current state is the best situation that can be tolerated.

Of course, he never thought that Liu Ruhua's will to resist would be so strong, and he directly restrained the bad omen, so that he could have the opportunity to use the catalog.

The shredded paper paintings were suppressed by the catalogue and were in the eyes of Li He.

In the dark and vast world, boundless, a cage made of pages, a paper figure is standing quietly in the cage, his dark and deep eyes looking at the next door.

A picture scroll floats in the air, on which is painted a dignified and beautiful beauty, with elegant facial features, charming nature, body like floating waves, convex and backward, a smile and a charming heart, can be called stunning. It's just a layer of gray paint smearing its side, and there is a strange uneasiness that makes such a figure seem to be undeserved in the world.

The pages of the book supporting them gradually became pitch black, and the two bad omens turned to one side in unison and smiled strangely at Li He.

The pages of the book that make up the heavens and the earth began to turn yellow and tattered, and the world was crumbling with signs of collapse.

In the Lingquan Pool, Li He closed his eyes and concentrated, grasping a picture of a beauty, which was pressed under the boulder and slowly sank.

He was half covered with corpse spots, half yellow paper, and his expression was hideous, but he still did not wake up.

Seeing that he was about to reach the bottom of the pool, his body was crushed by the boulder.

But the arm is pulled!