When we saw the girl in the white paper crowd, Zhang Yuchen and I were very surprised.

Because this girl paper figure is so special.

Of all the paper figures, she is the smallest and the most delicately drawn.

There are also colorful paper costumes on the body.

Except for holding such a paper dog, there are no words on her body.

On the body of the rest of the paper, there is a word "patrol".

"Brother Jiang, it's that paper girl ghost!"

Zhang Yuchen lowered his voice and spoke with surprise.

I hurriedly made a silent gesture.

There are a lot of ghosts here, and if there is any powerful sneaky, we may be found with a keen sense of hearing.

Seeing that my face sank, Zhang Yuchen hurriedly covered his mouth, realizing that he had just made a mistake.

Mao Jing and Pan Ling also heard Zhang Yuchen's words.

Plus we told them before about what happened to us when we went up the mountain.

At this time, their eyes were locked on the white paper girl who was holding the paper dog.

From a distance, she was like the stars holding the moon, supported by a group of white paper people in the middle.

The other white paper figures are all expressionless, walking mechanically, and looking stunned.

Just this paper girl ghost, her face is full of emotion, leading the paper dog, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and watching left and right.

"Bell bell bell ......"

The bell on the other side is getting closer and closer, and the sound is getting louder and louder.

We were all looking at the white mist on the other side.

In the mist, a figure gradually appeared.

At this moment, everyone narrowed their eyes and lowered their bodies.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a man in black holding a dragon head crutch suddenly walked out of the mist.

The man lowered his head slightly, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

For a while, it was impossible to tell how old he was.

I can only see that he has some gray hair and a back head.

Most likely it is middle-aged and elderly.

The man was very thin, and there was a bell hanging from the dragon's head cane in his hand.

Every time he took a step, the bell on the dragon's head crutch would "ring the bell" three times, no more and no less, very rhythmic......

This man is not sneaky, he is a living man.

This guy is the paper-binding warlock who performs the paper-binding life-sustaining technique?

I was puzzled, but I didn't move, and continued to observe.

As this paper warlock appeared, a burst of vicious aura appeared.

This is the first time we have felt the evil qi after we went up the mountain.

With the appearance of the evil qi, behind the man, ghosts also appeared.

The ghosts came out of the white mist one after another.

Four ghosts, all dressed in white.

Up and down, wisps of black mist filled the body......

That terrible aura emanated from them.

This is, a white-clothed ghost.

Seeing this, the pupils of all of us dilated again.

The white-clothed ghosts have to follow behind this man.

This guy must be a ghost.

The man in black should not be underestimated......

At this time, he didn't dare to act rashly.

If you look closely, you can also see that the chest of these four white-clothed ghosts is pasted with a piece of white paper, and a word is written in red pen on the white paper.

"Slave".

That should be a paper symbol.

These four white-clothed ghosts should be the ghost slaves of the man in black, and they are the slaves for him to drive.

If that's the case, then you have to evaluate the strength of this man in black......

At this moment, the man in black walked in front of the white paper house, and he did not move.

Four white-clothed ghosts also stood behind him, their heads bowed.

Only the paper girl on the opposite side led the paper dog, and a group of white paper people, were constantly approaching here.

Depending on the situation, they are going to meet here.

I glanced at the time, and it was ten fifty-six in the evening.

There are still four minutes left until twenty-three o'clock, which is the "sub-hour".

This may be what to do at a specific time.

Everyone looked solemn, pressed their breath, and observed silently.

After a while, all the white paper figures stopped in front of the white paper house.

The white paper girl who was holding the paper dog stepped forward and said in that low voice:

"Uncle Leng, I didn't find them......"

As soon as she finished speaking, she held the paper in her hand and tied the dog, and also barked three times.

Listening to the voice, it was indeed the paper girl ghost.

Zhang Yuchen and I looked at each other again.

Is this coming for the two of us?

And when I heard the word "cold", I unconsciously thought of the Leng Qingyu family in Huangquan Valley.

But he didn't speak, and continued to watch.

The man in black replied softly:

"On this mountain, it's all my paper slaves.

There is no news now, and they may have fled down the mountain.

But it doesn't matter, after tonight, you'll be alive.

It doesn't matter how many cats and dogs appear. ”

It's not loud, but it's full of energy.

This is supposed to be a middle-aged man......

When the paper girl heard this, she was very excited:

"It's great, I can finally see the sun every day, and I can finally get rid of this paper man."

She was so excited that she even jumped on the spot.

The paper dog she held in her hand also barked "Wangwang......

The man in black still lowered his head slightly, and continued to speak in a low and hoarse voice:

"It's almost time, it's time to eat, let's get inside the house!"

As soon as the words fell, the paper girl ghost kept nodding:

"It's Uncle Leng, wait for me to come back to life.

My grandfather will definitely be grateful to you and Grandpa Leng for your ......."