I reached out and grabbed the hand of the paper figure on my shoulder, and then an over-the-shoulder fall came with a gesture.

But when I touched the paper man's hand, my scalp was numb.

The palm of the paper man is actually very delicate, where it looks like a thing made of paper paste.

And the man was thrown to the ground by me, and there was no change.

My heart suddenly became nervous, such a strange thing actually happened to me, I wasn't made of some special material for this thing?

If it is really made of special materials, this rain is not afraid of anything for the paper people.

My heart was very flustered, because I didn't expect things to go in this direction.

Now is not the time to find out who is waiting for me in this place.

It's that I have to do everything I can to get out of this weird place, and these things in front of me can't be easily solved.

I don't have any experience with this kind of stuff at all.

Especially if you don't have any weapons, how to solve it.

The only thing that can give me a lot of confidence is the thunder duel in my own hands.

But so far, this thing has not been of any use.

Then there is only one possibility, these things are controlled by someone behind the scenes.

My heart was unusually flustered, but now I wasn't scared and like a headless fly.

I've got to figure out why, and then give the thunder a blow.

But now I don't have any clue.

The horror continues to escalate, and the number of these paper figures around him seems to be increasing continuously.

On this narrow path up the mountain, I was already surrounded by water.

The sky was thundering, and the rain was dripping down.

But the paper figures in front of him were not affected in the slightest way.

And because of the rain, even if I took out the fire source, I couldn't do any real damage to these things at all.

I was very flustered, how long would this last? What are these paper men holding me up for?

That's when my phone rang.

I opened it and saw that it was Sister Hua calling, "Xiaole, come back quickly, it seems that there is a thief at home." ”

Hearing this, my originally flustered heart became even more flustered at this moment.

This shows that the other party used a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, but I didn't see it through for a while, so I was fooled.

Now, it seems that I can only rely on my own brute force to get rid of all these paper figures.

I let go of the thunder in my hand, clenched my fists tightly, and walked down the mountain step by step.

Even those paper figures, I'm going to beat them to the ground.

A paper figure came up to me, and I punched him directly in the head.

Bang.

I felt a lot of pain in my fist.

The man staggered and stood still.

Seeing this scene in front of me, my heart was very panicked.

It stands to reason that once the paper figure is hit by such a powerful force, it will definitely fall apart at the first time.

But the paper man in front of him didn't have the slightest thing.

It's like being a person.

At that moment, a gust of wind swept through my ears, and I quickly turned my head to see the fist of a paper figure sliding past my ear.

Secretly glad that if I had been a little slower, that fist had hit me directly in the back of the head.

The situation on the scene is very urgent, and these people seem to have been ordered at this moment, and they are generally frantically outputting to me.

However, I didn't admit defeat and used my best skills to deal with these paper figures.

After all, this is a road down the mountain, and it is all bluestone paved stairs.

If you don't pay attention to yourself, you are likely to slip down from this place, and you will end up either dead or disabled.

The attack of this group of paper figures is very fast, and the speed is also very fast.

But any ordinary person is estimated to have been easily taken down by this group of paper people.

Fortunately, I have some martial arts taught by my grandfather.

At the same time, I know some ways to deal with these things.

At that moment, a paper figure rushed straight at me.

Since the paper figure was coming at me from below, I lifted my foot and kicked myself in the head.

Bang.

That could only roll straight down the stairs.

Immediately after, a large number of paper figures rolled down the stairs.

However, the group of paper figures behind me caught up.

I wouldn't dare to fight them in this place so easily.

After all, the topography here has unique advantages for these paper figures.

I'm probably going to roll down this place if I'm not careful.

So the best thing to do is to escape from this place.

Just then, I saw a path on the right.

From here it used to be a very flat place.

If I wanted to get rid of all these paper figures, I had to find a flat place.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for me to use all my fists and feet on this uphill path.

Sure enough, I walked to this place for a while, and there was a place, though not very flat.

But it was able to keep me in shape.

So, I stood there and waited quietly for the arrival of those paper figures.

At this moment, I was like the incarnation of the god of war, and I was ready to move when I looked at the paper figures in front of me.

The paper figures that followed them chased after me like a flood of beasts.

By this time, I was ready and ran forward quickly.

Knock down a paper figure with one punch.

But the heads of these paper figures were very hard, and I felt pain in my fists.

But the paper figures became more and more courageous, and soon I was exhausted.

But I can't just go down there, because you're going to find a way to kill me.

So, I mustered all my strength to take down a paper figure and see what it was made of.

After some hard work, I finally knocked out a paper figure and ripped off an arm.

When I held that arm in my hand, I felt the smell of decay fill my nostrils.

It smelled like the smell of a dead rat after it had rotted down the street.

I looked through the dim light at the severed arm, and the maggots were surging inside.

And it's still running outside.

I quickly threw away the paper man's arm, and at the same time realized that it was not a simple paper man.

My mind suddenly remembered a story my grandfather told me, that is, there were some people who used human skin to make some paper figurines that were particularly strong in combat.

I broke out in a cold sweat, and now I should have met those leather paper people in my grandfather's story.