The things in front of me are too weird, the villagers holding torches, you look at me, I look at you, no one dares to take a step forward.

Brother Tiger was also a little cowardly.

He is not afraid of a real fight!

But what is in front of you is too evil...

"What are you afraid of! Lao Tzu has a gun! ”

Brother Tiger boldly pulled out an old-fashioned pistol from his waist.

In recent years, the state has stepped up its efforts to ban guns, and almost all the pistols in the hands of villagers have been confiscated.

But occasionally there are hard stubble, but they don't turn in their pistols, and Brother Tiger is this kind of person.

Seeing Brother Hu take out a gun, Song Ning's eyes froze, and he secretly became vigilant.

Bang...

Brother Tiger bypassed the little paper figure and shot at He Yi.

He didn't know what the origin of those little paper figures was, but he understood the truth that the thief captured the king first.

Practical experience told him that if you can do it, don't be blind!

Sometimes it's obviously a matter of having the upper hand, because someone will be killed because of a few more words, and you will be as aggrieved as you want!

Therefore, he developed a "good habit" of taking the lead.

This time was no exception.

The guy in front of him is obviously not so comfortable with the manipulation of those paper figures, why should he be given time to get acquainted with them?!

Isn't it stupid!

Just give him a shuttle of bullets before he can react.

When he dies thoroughly, naturally those weird paper figures can't hurt people...

He had a good idea in his heart, but the reality was very backbone.

Song Ning made preparations when he took out the gun, how could he let the bullet really hurt He Yi!

Song Ning predicted the trajectory of the bullet, reached out and pulled He Yi, and the bullet flew over He Yi's left shoulder.

"Ahh

He Yi closed his eyes tightly and shouted, "Am I dead..."

"Shut up!"

Song Ning drank him irritably, "Pinch the trick!" Can't give him a chance to shoot a second shot! ”

He Yi felt a thrill in his heart, and his fingers subconsciously pinched together according to the few tricks that Song Ning had just taught.

He had just taken a solid trip from the ghost gate, which also aroused the ferocity in his heart.

"Little paper man, go!"

Brother Tiger misses one shot, and it will be too late to fire a second shot.

The little paper man rushed to Brother Tiger in an instant, and with only one face, the gun in Brother Tiger's hand changed hands.

He Yi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it didn't matter if he got the pistol, and he manipulated the little paper man to beat Brother Tiger solidly.

The nose and face of Brother Tiger were bruised and swollen, and the slightest bit of good meat on his body was gone, and he lay on the ground and howled.

The crowd was silent.

This wave of killing chickens and monkeys is really good.

Song Ning gently hooked the corners of her mouth.

Not bad...

As soon as the owner of the pistol changed, the status of the scene immediately changed.

The villagers who were clamoring to catch Song Ning just now silently closed their mouths at this time, for fear that the bullet would have no eyes and shoot into their bodies.

He Yi took the pistol and gently pulled the insurance against the crowd...

The crowd was in a commotion.

Everyone wants to hide behind others and use the people in front of them as meat shields.

But the people in front are not stupid either, who wants to die if they can live?!

Besides, if you pull me, I'll go!

An argument broke out in the crowd.

Song Ning showed a teachable smile, and handed over the scene to He Yi with confidence.

"Go! Go to that room! ”

He Yi had a straight face, clenched his pistol, and slammed two shots at the feet of the few people who were arguing in front.

The scene immediately fell silent, and everyone stood in unison, and no one dared to move.

"I counted to three, and I haven't gotten to anyone in that room..."

He Yi didn't say the latter words, but they must not be good words.

Those who don't go in will be killed!

The people present silently made up for He Yi's unfinished words in their hearts.

He Yi sneered, "One..."

The crowd was silent for a moment, and then immediately rioted.

The villagers present rushed to the house He Yi pointed to, for fear that they would be shot if they entered too late.

Even Brother Hu, who was lying on the ground and howling, rushed to the front with a brisk stride.

"Get out of the way..."

Brother Tiger knocked over several people in a row, and finally stepped on He Yi's last count and entered the house.

The body of the person who didn't squeeze in stiffened, and several peed their pants in an instant...

"It's boring..."

Song Ning yawned, "Hurry up and let them in, there are other things to do!" ”

Several people outside the house suddenly seemed to be pardoned, and crawled into the house.

"Find a lock, lock the house!"

Song Ning took down her chin and nodded at Lao Zhousan, "Help them into the car, pay attention not to close the windows, leave a gap..."

After speaking, she took out a few more yellow charms and pasted them along the body.

"Wangcai, you look at the three of them, if anything happens, call me immediately!"

Woof!

The big black dog obediently nested on the roof of the car.

Song Ning handed He Yi a few more yellow talismans, "Paste these yellow talismans around that room..."

He Yi took the yellow talisman, took the lock that he had just removed from the other doors, and went to the room.

After everything was completed, Song Ning took He Yi to the old lady's house just now.

On the way, I met the three Ali who were knocked out by the little paper man just now, and they wasted a lot of effort and threw them into that room.

Without the group of men locked up in the house over there, Gujing Village suddenly fell silent.

Gujing Village is built at the foot of the mountain, built against the mountain, and the whole village is a winding upward pattern.

Most of the villagers' houses are built from local materials and rubble from the mountains.

Because of the mountainous area, the land available for building houses is extremely small.

Often in a small courtyard, two or three story stone houses are built along the mountain.

These buildings don't need stairs at all, just climb up the hill, and they look very dilapidated.

Moreover, the main road in the village is also paved with stones, and after years of walking, the stones are unusually smooth.

Walking blindly in the dark, it is especially easy to slip.

He Yi held the torch in front, Song Ning shook his hand, and followed casually.

Several times, He Yi almost slipped when he went uphill, if it weren't for Song Ning commanding the little paper man to help him a few times, he would have rolled down.

"You can't go steady?!"

When He Yi slipped again, Song Ning couldn't help but let out a sound.

"Unsteady..."

He Yi glanced at Song Ning aggrievedly, "The leather-soled shoes I wore today..."

To put it bluntly, leather shoes are also handmade shoes, old cloth shoes and the like, but the soles are not the mille-feuille soles that people used to accept, but plastic soles.

Plastic soles have been popular since a few years ago, and they are more wear-resistant than mille-feuille bottoms, which is very popular with everyone.

But there are advantages and disadvantages, and the disadvantage is that it is not slippery.

Song Ning choked.

I really can't do this...

"I walked against the wall..."

He Yi poured his torch upside down and walked up against the wall, but this time he didn't wrestle much.

According to the clues asked from the villagers, the old lady's home is at the top of the village, and it is the most luxurious courtyard in the village.

Song Ning and He Yi climbed for a long time, and finally found a rather luxurious yard at the top.

It is said to be luxurious, but it is actually relative to other villagers.

At least such a large courtyard, Song Ning can't look down on it in every way.