The fat killer clutched his stomach, and although he was still screaming, his symptoms had lessened a lot.

He suddenly tilted his head to the side and vomited.

The skinny killer glanced at it, and felt his heart pound - instead of ordinary food scraps, the fat killer's mouth was spitting out eyeballs, gurgling and rolling to the ground, some of which were bouncing non-stop.

The "balls" that the dead fat man ate just now, are these eyeballs? He also tasted one bite at a time!

The thin killer didn't dare to look more, and turned his head to look at the row of white lanterns hanging along the street under the eaves, and his heart became more and more panicked.

I'm afraid this street is not a street that exists in reality, but a ghost street that can only be seen at midnight.

Just now, relying on a "disaster avoidance charm" bought from the Green Hades Temple, the dead fat man escaped. Now that the Disaster Avoidance Charm has been used, what should I do if I get hit again?

The more the thin killer thought about it, the more he felt a chill down his spine, and as soon as he reached out and dragged the fat killer up from the ground, he said in a deep voice: "Let's stop this deal, go back quickly!" ”

The fat killer leaned weakly on the thin killer's shoulder, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

The two were about to walk back, when suddenly a yin wind blew, and in an instant, the pieces of paper in the fat killer's purse were blown all over the sky.

Silver tickets, letters, and rune paper circled around the two.

The most striking thing was that two pieces of rune paper began to burn in mid-air, one red and one white, floating in the air, and soon burned to ashes.

The thin killer's heart sank, and he smiled miserably: "Now, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back......"

The two runes, one red and one white, were the same as the previous "disaster avoidance charms", which were bought at a high price from the auction of the Green Hades Temple, and were said to have been drawn by Archmage Moeller himself.

The red one is called the red charm, which can summon the red charm.

The white one is called the white charm, and it can summon the white charm.

These two talismans need to be used in conjunction with the "Disaster Avoidance Talisman" in order to summon red and white evils and protect one's own safety.

Originally, these two talismans were meant to be used to deal with the surnamed Jiang, after all, that young master had single-handedly eliminated the ruthless role of the entire Double Wolf Hunting Group, and I was afraid that he would not be able to kill him without a little blood.

But now, without the disaster avoidance charm, the red and white double evil should probably be on himself.

A gust of wind pierced through the marrow, and a thicker fog condensed on the street.

There was a mournful sound of gongs and drums in the thick fog, and a team of relatives dressed in red surrounded a red sedan chair, and they were walking towards them lively.

- It's red.

The street behind played a sad mourning music, and a funeral procession wearing white filial piety clothes walked in the middle of the street, blocking the retreat of the two.

- This is white.

Red and white, one in front of the other, blocked the two killers in the middle, pressing forward step by step.

The thin killer put the fat killer on the ground, clenched the murderous blade in his hand, and spat out: "Phew! Lao Tzu killed people at the age of thirteen, destroyed the door at the age of fifteen, entered the wind and rain building at the age of eighteen, and hundreds of lives under his hands, he was the great patron of Lord Yama! You little devils, show some respect to Lao Tzu! ”

After all, he was a professional killer who specialized in the sale of human lives, and as he held the knife and gathered momentum, a breath of evil aura came out of his body, and the dense fog around him seemed to be diluted a little.

But the red and white demons are not ordinary little ghosts, and they are not afraid of this fierce aura, and they are still approaching step by step.

Wicked people and demons collide head-on.

Everyone in the funeral procession was dressed in white filial piety clothes, and their faces were as white as the dead. They were all sad and weeping faces, with an eerie chill on their bodies, which made the thin killer's neck and lips freeze black blue.

The welcoming procession was all dressed in bright red wedding dresses, with weird smiles on their faces, as stiff and false as in the paintings. At first glance, the bright red is dazzling, as if blood is flowing, making people dizzy.

The two teams are intertwined, the big red and white figures are interspersed back and forth, upside down and confused, very evil, instantaneous, the world is spinning, I don't know if I am in the world or the netherworld.

The festive gongs and drums and the sad music, the joy and sorrow are mixed together, and suddenly a kind of evil tune enters the depths of the soul, impacting the Lingtai Lumen, as if the three souls and seven spirits are going to be hooked out of the body by the tune of this evil door, divided into two, and integrated into the team of joy and sorrow on both sides.

The fat killer on the ground was the first to stop moving.

The skinny killer gritted his teeth and insisted, but as the sound of a paradoxical melody pierced his eardrums, he felt a splitting headache, as if something was about to get out of his head.

The red or white figures in front of him flew and rotated, and the thin killer's consciousness gradually blurred, and after being stunned for a moment, he found that he was already sitting in a sedan chair, wearing a bright red gown like blood, and a red hijab on his head, as if he was dressed as a bride!

The vision was obscured by the bright red hijab, and the consciousness of the thin killer was gradually engulfed in blood......

The next morning, people found a coffin and a sedan chair at the intersection, both made of paper, but each with a corpse inside.

The white paper coffin contained an obese corpse, his face was full of horror, his two fat hands were raised and clenched claws, as if he wanted to lift the coffin lid, but only shallow nail marks were left on the paper.

In the red paper sedan chair is a thin man as thin as a monkey, wearing a wedding dress made of red paper, with a silly smile on his face, as if he really thinks of himself as a bride to be married......

On the other end, Jiang Chen, who had finally shaken off the group of ghosts, didn't know about the episode behind him, and held on to the wall and gasped.

"Get down!" Jiang Chen shook his shoulders.

He looked at Miss Gao's unfinished expression and couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Do you think this is fun?" ”

Miss Gao immediately restrained her expression, clasped her hands on her shoulders, and said pitifully: "I'm just too scared!" I'm a delicate and weak woman, what's wrong with me being timid? ”

She rubbed her eyes and wiped her tears, and quietly observed Jiang Chen's expression through her fingers.

Jiang Chen wanted to scold her, but seeing her pretending to be pitiful, he held back again, glanced around, and sighed: "That painter is around here." ”

"Really? You're amazing! ”

Jiang Chen shook his head and took out Xiaoqiu's portrait from his arms.

In his field of vision, the dust and smoke that diffused from the scroll became dense and dense in the vicinity, converging towards a small blue-tiled attic in the distance.

He took Miss Gao's sleeve and followed the traces, turning into a secluded alley and coming to the bottom of the small attic.

"Does he live here? How do you know? Miss Gao's face was full of curiosity.

"Intuition." Jiang Chen said, making a gesture of silence, and said in a low voice, "There are other people upstairs." ”

"It's the beautiful girl invited by Master Invitation, it's good luck, it's one step ahead of us."

"Go up and have a look. Be careful, this artist is a bit of an evil artist. ”

The staircase was unlit, it was pitch black, and only the faint footsteps of two people could be heard.

The corridor on the second floor was also pitch black, which was quite eerie, and Miss Gao nervously clenched Jiang Chen's wrist.

The two of them walked lightly through the corridor, turned the corner, and saw two figures, one tall and one short, standing at the door of a room, with a faint candlelight shining through the room.

Although Miss Gao slowed down, she was still noticed by a person at the door, and his vigilant gaze swept over.

It was a handsome silver-armored samurai, about twenty years old, with a sword in his hand and a grim expression.

Jiang Chen waved his hand, indicating that there was no malicious intent.

"We're here to visit Master Invite Chan, he's inside, right?" Jiang Chen asked softly.

While speaking, another woman turned her head, and Jiang Chen saw her appearance clearly, it turned out that she was still an acquaintance, the "Fragrance Thief" Lin Shuixian.

So presumably the two people who are painting in the room are Lin Xi and Invite Chan?

Lin Shuixian also showed surprise, stepped forward a few steps closer, and whispered: "Master Invite Chan is painting for Miss Ah Xi, you wait a while." ”

Jiang Chen nodded, and pointed to the dark corridor again: "Why don't you light the lights?" ”

"This is the quirk of Master Chan, who forbids all interference from outside light and sound when painting. Let's talk less, and wait for Miss Ah Xi to come out before you go in! ”

Miss Gao snorted lightly: "The shelf is not small. ”

She was very concerned about the fact that Lin Xi was invited by Master Invite Chan one step ahead of herself.

The four of them waited outside, listening to the occasional whisper in the room, and did not speak again for a while.

Jiang Chen half-closed his eyes, quietly poked out a wisp of divine thought, passed through the crack in the door, and peeked into the movement inside.

But there seemed to be some kind of strange magic circle arranged in the room, and after the divine thought extended for half a foot, it was difficult to enter, and it was stalemate for a moment, and it seemed to have a feeling of being polluted and corroded.

Jiang Chen hurriedly withdrew his divine thoughts and muttered, "Evil Sect ......"

"Where is the evil sect?" The silver-armored warrior had been observing Jiang Chen, and when he saw that his expression was different, he asked.

Jiang Chen rubbed his head and silently recited a few words of "Exorcism Spell", dissipating the feeling of being polluted, "The magic circle in that room is a bit like some kind of sacrificial ritual......

The silver-armored warrior's face changed slightly, and he was about to ask, when he suddenly heard a long laugh from the room: "Hahahaha, it's done!" ”

Miss Gao couldn't wait to be the first to push the door and break in, shouting, "Let me see, what did you paint the little slut?" ”

The silver-armored warrior followed closely, and when he saw that Lin Xi was moving his legs and foot joints, he seemed to be fine, and he was silently relieved.

Jiang Chen looked at the painter for the first time, only to feel quite familiar, and after a little thought, his face showed surprise: "Boy Yue!" ”

This blurted out a sound that surprised everyone.

The painter narrowed his eyes, stroked his short beard under his chin, and cast his scrutinizing gaze on Jiang Chen's face: "You are ......"

Jiang Chen said: "Although you have put on a disguise, the distance between your eyes and the center of your eyebrows has not changed, and there is an eyebrow in the corner of your left eye that is forked!" The first time I saw you in the teahouse yesterday, I noticed that eyebrow......"

People invariably looked at the artist's eyebrows.

The painter lowered his head and said unhappily: "If you slander the old man's reputation for no reason like this, get out of here!" ”

Jiang Chen wanted to say something more, but suddenly his feet went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he was agile and regained his footing, avoiding the result of making a fool of himself on the spot.

He was secretly horrified in his heart: Ben Shaoxia is now a fourth-order "quenching bone" physique, with strong muscles and bones, and strong blood, such phenomena as "weakness of hands and feet" and "weakness under feet" are difficult to happen to him. The inexplicable tremor just now, could it be that the moon boy secretly performed evil magic?

"Don't look down, let me take a closer look." Miss Gao did not perceive the danger in the slightest, but half-crouched down and looked at the artist's eyebrows with interest.

"You can see clearly, my eyebrows are normal, there are no forks at all!" The painter slowly raised his head, his eyes reflected the flickering candle flame, and his whole face looked cloudy.

Masters like Jiang Chen and the Silver Armor Samurai could easily identify that the painter's eyebrows were indeed not forked.

As for Lin Xi and Miss Gao, who relied on magic weapons, they were trying to keep their eyes open to observe.

Lin Shuixian in the distance only felt dazzled, and there was no way to see the details clearly.

"Actually, you don't have to be so nervous, your eyebrows are normal." Jiang Chen straightened up, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You carefully repair your instrument every day, you should be confident, why bother to do it again and perform illusions in front of everyone?" You know, you're not the only god cultivator here! ”

"You lied to me!" The painter came to his senses, his face flushed.

He was deceived by Jiang Chen just now, and in a hurry, he cast an illusion spell and made a little camouflage on his face, but he didn't expect to fall for it.

But he really couldn't figure it out, how did Jiang Chen recognize himself?

Of course, the painter didn't know that when he was teasing the Peach Blossom Assassin in the teahouse yesterday, Jiang Chen remembered his breath. And his disguise technique was almost impossible to hide in front of a god refining cultivator.