I Make Games To Restore Chinese Civilization

"That's it, it's exactly the same as the paper figurine in the photo!"

Teacher Park's eyes moved over, and he suddenly found that the paper figurine seemed to be moving.

"It seems to be moving, look! Is that paper figurine moving towards us?"

Although it is not obvious, the position of the paper figurine is indeed changing little by little.

Just after discovering this detail, the paper figurine's expression instantly became ferocious, as soon as he raised his hands, he was about to pounce on him.

Old Pu screamed in horror.

"ah!!!"

"It's agreed that ghosts won't hurt people!"

Before he had time to dodge, he saw a shadow of White quickly throwing the terrifying paper figurine out.

"Momo?"

Teacher Park exclaimed, his wife came to save him.

"Moved!"

A voice resounded faintly from the darkness.

"Ling's wife really loves my little friend. It's almost zero o'clock, and the soul is so reluctant, so be careful.

It was the old Taoist who was the culprit who spoke!

"Liar, come out!"

Old Pu roared angrily.

There was no response in the room, and the old Taoist's voice was still echoing.

"I have received a lot of favors from the Six Burial Bodhisattva, and if I take away one of his people, I must send one back, not to mention...I have to help my good disciple.

"Six Bodhisattvas?"

Teacher Park frowned, what is that?

"A crooked way, how can a Taoist believe in a Bodhisattva! This old liar is a fake Taoist~*!"

"Don't listen to his nonsense, just brick his face!"

"Fuck him, what are you waiting for?"

Old Pu really wanted to go up and beat him up, but now he couldn't control his character at all, and he couldn't move for the time being.

The old Taoist continued.

"Your ghost daughter-in-law is such a powerful ghost, plus the ghost old man who came out of nowhere, I almost lost my life in your community."

Old Pu was startled, is that the ghost uncle?

The bullet screens were shocked.

"Grandpa, woo woo woo, I'm sorry I said you were an old hooligan.

"Apologize to our good old man!"

"Grandpa, you are so kind, let him burn some more beauties for you after he rescues his wife."

Old Pu remembered that the uncle's previous behaviors of besieging him were all to help him.

He regretted not being merciful, if he was given another chance, he must thank the uncle well.

Burn hundreds of paper figurines and give them to him.

The old Taoist chattered back and forth, which made him even angrier.

"Thank you for helping me find an amulet. The amulet blocked your ghost wife in front of your door. It's not so effective for someone else to draw this amulet.

Lao Pu suddenly became furious.

"You old bastard, I can't kill you today, I'll take your surname!"

The old Taoist smiled contemptuously, as if he had heard his words.

"Take care of your own life first, my store is full of ghosts, today I dare not go in even after drinking talisman water, but you came here to die yourself.

"Borrowing your hands twice failed to get rid of your ghost wife, and it is her fate. This time you are doomed. When the gate of hell is opened, you can go there together to live a loving life together."

The old and simple teeth creaked and creaked.

"People, come out if you have the ability!"

The male lead's voice sounded in the system.

"Damn it... I don't have time to pay attention to him now, I have to hurry up."

When the male lead's voice disappeared, Lao Pu resumed his actions, and the old Taoist's voice also disappeared!

The sailors are pissed off!

"This grandson has run away!"

"We just came back from the ghost gate, so I'm afraid of you!"

"There is a time limit, save the wife first, and then get rid of him after the work is done!"

Lao Pu glanced at the time, not much left.

He decided to find a way to rescue Momo first.

Soon, he followed the clues he had just found and successfully opened the hidden door in the basement.

The wooden boards creaked, and along the stairs, Lao Pu came to the basement.

The basement is not big, a lot of paper money is sprinkled on the ground, and there is still a skyscraper on the wall.

"Are there any clues in the bookshelf?"

Lao Pu checked it, and soon found a diary that had been stained with ink.

"Diary...does this old villain still write down things while doing bad things?"

He opened the diary and found that the many writings inside had been covered by ink. He tried hard to find useful information in it, but he could only see incomplete writing.

"The method of imprisoning the soul, putting a magnet into the coffin (of Zhao Zhao), can trap the ghost so that it cannot escape. Then use this method to make the ghost listen to pity..."

"The method of taking life, this method can take away the lifespan of a person whose lifespan has not yet expired. Remember to set up a memorial tablet for the person whose lifespan has been taken, draw a cloud and seal a spell, and imprison his soul, so as not to..."

Old Pu was terrified.

Imprison soul, take life?

He raised his head subconsciously, glanced at the memorial tablet on the wall next to him, and immediately got goosebumps all over his body.

Could it be that these cards are all

He gritted his teeth loudly.

"This old bastard, how many people have been harmed and how many people's lives have been robbed!"

"If I can't kill you today, I won't sleep!"

"You bastard, you will die today!".