Horror Teahouse: I only sell terrible things

Running and running, I noticed that something was wrong, the teahouse is not far from the street, and it takes two steps to get there on weekdays, but I didn't get there for half a day today.

I had a bad premonition in my heart, and I hurriedly slapped my thigh on the back with the axe.

The scene in front of me changed dramatically, where was there any street, I was in a dead end with no people, there was a dead end in front of me, I turned my head to look back, there was a paper figure slowly walking ......

Seeing the paper man approaching me, I finally came back to my senses, and I didn't know when I fell in love with the paper maker, and was led here by him.

The paper maker did not show up, hiding in the shadows to manipulate the paper man.

The appearance of the paper figure is very strange, very different from the paper figure that Lin Xiaolu and I met in the office building before, it has three heads!

The alley is narrow and a dead end, and I can only fight with the paper figures.

With the axe in hand, I was nervous, but I wasn't too scared.

The paper figure walks very slowly, and with each step, his body shakes.

It has a thick evil aura on its body, but wherever it walks, it will be soaked in evil qi, and in my yin and yang vision, the ground is dyed black.

My palms are sweating, this is the first time I have fought with the Yin Man alone, without Lin Xiaolu's protection, whether I can win or not, I don't have a little confidence in my heart.

After a long wait, the paper figure finally walked up to me, and it stretched out its hands and grabbed at me.

Unlike its slow way of walking, the paper figure grabbed people very quickly, and I accidentally grabbed my arm by it.

My sleeve was torn off by the paper figure, and a black handprint appeared on my bare arm.

I grinned in pain, but the movement of my hands was not affected, and I swung the axe vigorously and smashed it into the paper man's head.

After all, the paper figure is made of paper, and even if there are bamboo strips in it to make bones, it can't withstand the axe.

The paper man's three heads were all smashed off by my axe, and its body fell to the ground with a clatter.

I thought this was the end of it, but the evil aura emitted by the paper figure did not decrease but increased, staining the entire alley, and the ground under my feet was rising waist-high black mist, and from time to time one or two ghost hands drilled out of the fog, waving wildly in the air.

My lower body was soaking in the scorching air, as if I had entered a cold storage, shivering from the cold.

Even more strange things are still to come, the three heads of the paper man that I cut off with the axe floated up from the ground, and the evil qi condensed at the stubble of the neck, like three human-faced black snakes.

The three paper heads opened their mouths, revealing fangs sharpened from bamboo strips, and let out eerie laughter.

"Hey, hey, hey

, hey......", "hehehehe......" "hehe......

" The laughter of old people, women, and children is intertwined, constantly echoing in the alley, burrowing into my ears, like a magic sound filling my ears, and my brain is buzzing.

The three paper heads laughed as they flew towards me, and I slapped them away with my axe like a baseball.

But these paper heads are not controlled by ghosts, but are driven by evil qi, even if I shoot it a hundred times, the paper human head will reabsorb the evil qi after it hits the ground, and soon fly up with a strange smile.

If I continue like this, I will be exhausted to death, unless I can dispel the evil aura that fills the alleys.

I suddenly thought that Boss Lin had said that my yin and yang eyes were cultivated by evil qi, so can it absorb

evil qi? Just thinking about it, I felt that my eyes became hot, and then the evil qi on the ground quickly surged towards me, desperately drilling into my eyes.

When I came back to my senses, the alley was clean and clean, and even the ground had returned to its original color.

The strange laughter was gone, and the head of the paper man, which had just been flying around, fell to the ground motionless.