"Where is the old way now? Say it and spare you from dying!"

Su Hongxin's eyes flashed and said lightly.

Seeing him wake up, the five paper figures were very stunned by human nature, and then they did not retreat but advanced, with a mouth weirdly bent at the corners of their mouths, squinting their eyes, and holding a thin paper knife in their hands.

"Wow!"

A thin paper knife actually brought out the sound of the wind, and it was even sharper than some martial arts masters.

Chen Xiaobraid was already stunned by what she saw in front of her, no matter how inhuman the drought is, it is flesh and blood after all, tangible and qualitative, but these ghost things in front of her are panicked in her heart, her skin is trembling, and when she sees the paper man surrounding her, she is about to exclaim in surprise, however.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a few lonely ghosts living in paper figures!" Su Hongxin said softly.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

With a cold snort, two points of blood suddenly appeared in the swirling dark black air on his shoulder, and in a trance, Chen Xiaobraid seemed to hear a howl like a wolf, and a howl like a tiger's roar fell into his ears, low and cold, cruel and ferocious.

The black qi surged and turned into a hideous beast shadow, with a big mouth, leaping out, and a terrifying fishy wind and evil aura were immediately set off out of thin air in the house.

The corners of the mouths of several paper people laughed and fell down, as if crying and mourning, when the first one was torn to pieces by the beast shadow that pounced in an instant, and the remaining four saw that the situation was not good, and set off a yin wind and wanted to run, just like a kite, swaying, rising with the wind, and floating into the air.

"Go!"

However, before he went out, a low cry arose, and he saw a black knife breaking through the air like lightning.

But when I heard the sound of "grabbing", the sound of an iron tool entering the wood had already sounded on the door.

Look again, the black knife has been nailed to the door, and on the knife body, there is a paper man, hung in the air, squeaking in the mouth and screaming continuously, just like a living person struggling to move his limbs, the paper man's face, even more like nothing, a grimace appeared, the scene is very weird.

After a few screams, the ghost ghost in the paper figure only seemed to have been ignited by fireworks, and turned into a cloud of ghost energy in the scream, and his soul was already gone.

The other three let out a strange howl in unison, and flew faster, but the beast's shadow flashed, and the other three paper figures had already been bitten down from the air.

I saw that the "owl" had a little ghost in his mouth, and he also pressed one under each of his two sharp claws, opened his mouth and swallowed and bitten, and he had already chewed the two little ghosts in the paper man into his mouth.

The last one is pressed under its claws.

Su Hongxin got up, walked to the door, picked up the "Soul Breaking Knife" on the door, and asked, "Where is the old way?"

When the knife holder was on the neck, I saw the paper figure trembling, and a gloomy and sharp voice came out coldly.

"Under Qingfeng Ridge, go east to four miles, an old temple!"

Su Hongxin's eyelids were raised, and he was already closing the knife.

The "owl" in front of him opened his mouth and swallowed down, and the wild ghost turned into a cloud of black gas again, and pounced into Su Hongxin's body.

Wait until the black gas dissipates and the abnormal sound disappears.

Only at this time, Chen Xiaobraid was already busy lighting the lamp, looking flustered, and only when she saw that Su Hongxin was fine, she was relieved, although she heard a lot of strange noises in her ears just now, and saw the paper figure like a living person, but the room was dim, and the various changes were not seen clearly.

Now take a closer look, all that is left on the ground is some broken paper figures and a papier-mâché sedan chair.

She was about to ask, but she didn't want to turn around but exhaled "ah".

"Hongxin, look at your chest!"

Chen Xiaobraid looked straight at Su Hongxin's chest, his little face pale.

Su Hongxin looked down when he heard this, and looked at the lights in the house, he saw that the tattoo on his body had a different change now, in the past, the tattoos of this evil beast were all crossed shoulders, looking back on the tiger, and the evil appearance of baring his teeth was hideous, but now, there was still a struggling figure in the tiger's mouth, with a frightened face, twisted and grotesque, and it was the paper man before.

What's even more strange is that the figure in the tiger's mouth was very clear at first glance, but the next moment it was blurred a little, and the next moment the face was no longer clear.

Eventually, the tattoo was back to normal.

"It's all right!"

Su Hongxin comforted.

He reached out and picked up the clothes on the ground for Chen Xiaobraid to put on. "In two days, I'll show you what I see!"

"Ghosts?"

After hearing this, Chen Xiaobraid was not afraid, but was a little curious, but his pretty face turned red, but he reacted in hindsight that Su Hongxin was dressing her, and he buried his head with a red face, neither refusing nor speaking.

Wait until it's ready.

I heard Su Hongxin say: "You wait for me in the house, I want to go out of the village, but the old way can't stay, I have to go to meet him for a while, so as to prevent future troubles!"

Chen Xiaobraid raised his head after hearing this, his eyes flickering.

"Then be careful!"

"Good!"

Su Hongxin nodded, carrying the "Soul Breaking Knife", he had turned around and returned into the night, and after a few sharp steps, there was no trace.

Under Qingfeng Ridge, go east to four miles, an old temple.

Thinking back to the words of the little ghost, Su Hongxin was already striding and running wildly under his feet, walking like flying, and rushed to the east; with his current footsteps in less than ten minutes, far away, he saw a ruined temple in the col under the slope, in which the lights were looming, and the murderous intention in his heart stood up at the moment, but his feet slowed down, the movement was subtle, and he arched his instep, like a night cat running, slightly bent down, and pasted.

The light of the fire was faint, and from time to time the dry wood burst open, crackling.

Su Hongxin leaned over, half-squatting behind an old tree outside the temple gate, and took a look at the temple.

I saw that the temple was dilapidated, and a clay statue could not stand, and it was covered with cobwebs and dust, and at the foot of the clay statue, there was a bonfire burning, and the old Taoist priest was on the ground with big fish and meat, and was eating a lot of food, and his mouth was full of ointment.

And at the foot of the clay statue were two lambs that were still bleating.

Su Hongxin's eyes froze, and when he peeked for a while, he saw the old Taoist priest wiping his mouth, smiling, and then reaching out and taking out a yellow talisman from his sleeve, chanting words in his mouth.

"Return to the human form, return to the human form, yin and yang distinguish the true form!"

As the words fell, a puff of white smoke came out of the yellow rune, and the old Taoist priest opened his mouth to blow, and the white smoke stood like a cloud dragon and covered the two lambs, rolling three times, until the smoke dissipated, there were no lambs on the ground, only two sleeping women.

The old Taoist priest chuckled, swallowed his saliva, rubbed his hands, and then touched the woman's breasts.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, in the night outside the temple, a low chuckle suddenly sounded.

The man's expression changed immediately, and he shrank his hand like an electric shock, and turned his head to look at it urgently.

"Who?"

"I'm curious, even if you're now, you're not afraid of dying in bed!"

Outside the temple.

Su Hongxin carried the knife, pestle on the edge of the firelight, looked at the two girls on the ground, and grinned: "Dog, dare to fight in front of Lao Tzu!"

The old man couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that it was Su Hongxin, and then smiled coldly.

"It's you!"

Su Hongxin clenched his fists.

"The world is going down, the three religions and the nine streams are clearly distinguished, old things, report a wrist!"

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