Mr. Yin and Yang, the True Record of Folk Gossip

But even if it was tied with green corpse paper, he didn't have to kick me away...

I can't touch this paper stick? !

I also noticed a detail.

At some point, the paper figurine Xu put on a layer of gloves on his hands.

He arched his body, swung his arm, and directly attacked the old watchman and Mr. Yin with the green corpse paper!

The old watchman looked ferocious, and he said coldly: "Do the same old trick again? Do you think I will be tricked again?!"

He stepped forward, directly facing a green corpse paper, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Yin, one for each person!"

This scene happened extremely fast.

I didn't have time to step forward.

But I noticed that the paper figurine Xu had a sinister smile on his face.

Even ridicule, and pity!

The thoughts in my head never stopped.

My complexion suddenly changed drastically!

Because I remembered, where are these two paper bundles...

At that time, we had just entered Guan Xiantao's tomb, and the paper figurine Xu used one paper tie to wear on his body, and another paper tie to touch the dead body that had been hit by a corpse head mushroom.

At that time, I asked the paper figurine Xu to take off the paper tie, so that he could not touch it again...

He actually brought out those two paper ties? !

On it, there is the deadly poison of the corpse head mushroom!Touch to die!

Now he is not wearing corpse skin, only a glove, extremely dangerous!

The old watchman naturally didn't know this, he stepped forward viciously, and directly struck the steel wire behind the first green corpse paper!

Obviously, he knew the weakness of dealing with the paper figurine Xu, and if he broke the wire, he would be able to break free even if he was held by the paper tie.

The second paper tie is approaching Mr. Yin's face!

My heart was beating wildly, and sweat was streaming from my brow.

Old watchman, he is dead!

Mr. Yin is also certain to die!He doesn't have the protection of his husband's fate!

But at this moment, Mr. Yin's eyes suddenly narrowed.

His complexion changed drastically, and he lost his voice: "This... this is... a corpse mushroom?!"

Suddenly, his body retreated backwards!

In an instant, he retreated to a pillar of a roof beam.

He jumped upwards and landed directly on the eaves.

Immediately afterwards, he roared: "Retreat first!"

But the only ones who are still safe and sound are Wu Xianchang and his son.

Se Zhongjing's body was half in a pool of blood, he couldn't escape at all, and the other two Mr. Yin Yang were beaten to death by me, and they couldn't even stand up.

Wu Xianchang, father and son, did not know what to use, and a large cloud of smoke dispersed from around them.

Jiang Pan and the others were forced to hold their noses and retreat.

Mr. Yin quickly ran towards the back of the roof.

Two or five figures rushed up to the eaves, and also followed Mr. Yin.

Jiang Pan's face changed suddenly, he raised his hand, pointed in the direction, and shouted: "Chasing!"

A group of them rushed directly to the outside of the Dixiang hut.

I didn't dare to follow along.

Because I have been looking at the paper figurine Xu!

I'm afraid that the paper figurine will get the toxin of the corpse head mushroom on him if he doesn't pay attention.

Now there is no good corpse pill at hand, how can we detoxify? !

I even thought about it, if something goes wrong, can my blood undo the toxin? !

In an instant, the old watchman bumped into the first paper bundle.

He just cut off the steel wire tied with paper.

The green corpse paper tied him up at first, but then let go...

The old watchman sneered and sarcastically said: "I told you that if you repeat the old tricks, it won't work. It's just a waste. How dare you get lucky in front of me!"

Immediately afterwards, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and he turned his head to glance at the eaves.

His face was gloomy.

Obviously, Mr. Yin's escape was beyond his expectation.

The paper bundle with the broken steel wire fell limply to the ground.

However, the second green corpse paper stick that attacked Mr. Yin did not approach the old watchman after Mr. Yin left.

The old watchman sneered, and said again: "Sure enough, these gentlemen are people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, so let me kill you all alone, wouldn't it be pleasant!"

He raised his legs and approached us boldly.

"Li Yinyang, the paper figurine Xu, I'll accept the candles for the two of you..."

The old watchman didn't finish his last sentence.

His voice suddenly stopped.

The whole person maintained that striding movement, stuck in place motionless...

Unknowingly, his chin gradually became swollen, and his skin began to turn white.

Under the sunlight, his skin in other parts actually began to become delicate.

It's just that the pores on the chin are extremely rough, forming thick air roots.

"Uncle Xu, put down that steel wire, this paper tie is too dangerous! Don't touch it!"

I have goose bumps all over my body, and my scalp is even more numb.

In just such a blink of an eye... the old watchman is already dead...

The paper figurine Xu panted heavily, several mouthfuls of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he took a few steps back tremblingly.

The steel wire in his hand fell to the ground, and he also slammed, and slumped on the ground.

Soon, he fell heavily towards the rear, his eyes closed tightly...

"Uncle Xu!" My face changed again, and I walked quickly to the side of the paper figurine Xu, looked down at his face, and at the same time stretched out my hand to hold him down.

The paper figurine Xu's breathing was still normal, but much weaker.

On his face, he didn't show any death.

It was completely injured, coupled with exhaustion, which made him unable to hold on, and passed out.

My heart was pounding.

In the yard, I was the only one standing still.

Jiang Pan and the others chased them out.

Wu Xianchang and his son fled with the three traitors, and Mr. Yin fled...

Se Zhongjing was seriously injured, struggling on the ground to get up, but still couldn't get up.

The other two lost souls, Mr. Yin and Yang, are not mentioned.

It was the seriously injured Fan Yu and the unconscious paper figurine Xu.

And the dead body of the old watchman...

I made sure that the paper figurine was fine, so I pinned the golden ruler around my waist, the ax behind my back, and the long whip on the ground.

Then, I quickly walked towards Fan Yu.

After getting closer, I realized that Fan Keen suffered a very serious penetrating wound on his right chest.

A black lacquered dagger is stuck in it!

Fan Wei was already so angry that the expression in his eyes, which he barely opened, drifted away.

He struggled, and said weakly: "Mr. Li... I... I'm afraid... I can't hold it..."

My eyes were flushed, my body trembled slightly, and I said in a low voice, hoarsely: "Shut up, don't talk, don't ask the orphans, you take care of your wife and children, the elder brother will dig the grave for your family, and let you hold your grandson!"

"You can't die!"

My last sentence was almost squeezed out through gritted teeth.

Fan Wei's injury can be treated by others, but if he can't hold on now, without the time for medical treatment, he will really die.

If Liao Cheng was here, he could hold the magic of Ling Zheng Ershen, and he could hold Fan Yu's breath...

I have no way of doing that.

I quickly took out a cloth tie from the inner bag, and I took out a few silver needles, and directly pierced the two needle points into Fan Yu's body, straightening his face that was about to break off, forming two long-lived wounds. vertical stripes.

Immediately afterwards, I took out four more silver needles and pierced his left and right eyebrows up and down, nailing Baoshougong to death.