Please, It's A Scary World

The old man and the child only felt a sudden refreshing feeling in their bodies.

Immediately afterwards, a gray puppet appeared in his mind.

It seems that as long as they have a thought, this puppet can fly out of their minds and help them fight against the enemy.

There was a strange look in the old man's eyes.

"This Yin corpse is indeed related to that one."

"Sir? That's a good title."

"Just now he called himself a student, and mistook us for that student."

"What he said is a bit strange, touching fish? Lying flat? I don't know what it means."

With a thought in his mind, the old man saw a crack suddenly open between his eyebrows, followed by a surge of gray corpse energy, and a gloomy corpse suddenly appeared in front of him.

Seeing this, the little boy imitated the old man and summoned a corpse.

The bodies of the two corpses were wrapped in the gray corpse aura, their eyes were closed tightly, and their flesh and blood were shriveled. A strange sense of oppression emanated from the two corpses. This aura was at least equivalent to that of an ordinary monster of level 20.

"What a gift, what a gift."

The old man's eyes sparkled, and he couldn't help but nod his head.

Although the level of these two corpses is not high, but Tomb Seven said that they can be used to delay time, even if they are usually helping to move things or do chores.

"That... sir, um, sir is really inscrutable, otherwise there would not be such a terrifying existence as his student, and, even the words are so mysterious, is this unknowable?"

"Thanks to my cleverness, I saved my life by knowing current affairs. It is a great opportunity for us to even be related to this kind of existence. Maybe we will be able to do so in the future.

The old man sighed in his heart, but fortunately he was smart at the beginning and chose to submit directly.

Otherwise, you may miss it.

No wonder from the first time I saw that gentleman, he was followed by a taboo and an aggregate. This in itself was a counterintuitive thing. Why didn't he react at that time.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help scolding himself.

Wouldn't it be better if I hugged Fang Ming's thigh directly?

The province is the same as now, and life is in the hands of others.

The little boy stared blankly at the old man, and asked in confusion, "Grandpa, what's wrong with you~||?"

The old man's expression flickered for a while, as if he was crazy, which made the little boy quite puzzled.

Hearing this, the old man was stunned for a moment, then reached out and touched the little boy's head: "It's okay, I just thought of something, pack up quickly, let's wait for the welcoming team above to leave, and then we'll set off, I want to go home and have a look ."

The little boy nodded obediently. Although he still had a weird smile on his face, it could still be seen that he was very obedient when dealing with the old man.

above the ground.

The mighty welcoming team has come to the platform.

The huge sedan chair was carried by dozens of red-clothed ghosts, which looked full of momentum.

Various wind and beat cheers are divided into shrill.

The sound echoed throughout the street, appearing extremely abrupt, but none of the beings in the surrounding darkness dared to show their heads out of the darkness, and some even kept retreating.

In the huge bridal sedan chair, an opera with an unknown tune was still being sung.

The voice was so sharp and penetrating that even the old men in the gray space under the platform couldn't help covering their ears.

"Ahhh~ I waited for my heartless man~ but I didn't wait, this miss will be full of pain~"

"I hate him for not showing up for the appointment ~ I hate him for letting me wander outside~"

"Hate him, hate him hate him

"Then kill him, kill him, kill him~"

The sound of the play is getting weirder and weirder.

Until the end became eager and resentful, as the sound of the play spread, the red-clothed ghosts in the wedding procession suddenly burst into giggles.

Bright red blood instantly covered the entire road.

The bloody liquid seemed to be alive, and began to squirm crazily towards the surroundings.

The speed of these bloody liquids was extremely fast, and everything they passed was stained with blood.

In almost a moment, within a hundred meters away, there was a blood-red world.

The things in the darkness that were originally spying around had already scattered and fled, never daring to approach again.

All the bloody liquid gradually squirmed back, gradually condensing several human figures on the ground.

Soon, these human figures turned into red-clothed ghosts again.

Such a strange scene also made the old man and the little boy below the platform turn pale with fright.

For a moment just now, the old man even felt that the bloody liquid was about to seep in.

But I don't know why, it seems that it sensed the corpse aura of the two corpse puppets given by Tomb Seven, and the bloody liquid receded directly.

The old man let out a long sigh of relief.

It seems that the existence in the big red sedan chair should know about the cemetery, at least they are extremely sensitive to the atmosphere of the cemetery.

"Fortunately, fortunately."

"It was a coincidence that it saved our lives."

The old man knew that although he lived in symbiosis with the bus platform, facing the existence in the huge sedan chair, he was basically no different from an ant, and it was easy for the other party to kill him.

This time, thanks to the corpse puppet given by Tomb Seven, or the shroud.

After all, the shroud came from the crematorium, and it also had the atmosphere of a forbidden place.

"Why is the existence in the sedan chair looking for that gentleman?"

"Although she is strong, she is not unknowable."

"How dare she."

Deep doubts arose in the old man's mind.

But at this time, a roar suddenly came out from the huge sedan chair, except for the dozens of red-clothed ghosts who were carrying the sedan chair, all the other red-clothed ghosts exploded, turning into a group of densely packed red bats, rushing in roaring. In the alley where Fang Ming and the others jumped and ran.

"Come back, my lover~"

"I want to use your body as nutrients to grow a bewitching flower."

"Look at the beautiful red butterflies, they are the messengers of our reunion."

The weird opera sound resounded from the sedan chair again, making the scalps of the grandpa and grandson under the bus stop go numb for a while.

There was horror hidden in the old man's eyes.

He couldn't help but took out the contact paper figurine Fang Ming gave him from his pocket.

After thinking for a moment, he imagined Fang Ming's appearance in his mind, and whispered "Ming Ge~"

A red light flashed across the eyes of the paper figurine.

In a dark alley.

The storm of paper money like a tornado is constantly rushing forward at the fastest speed he can achieve.

In this dark alley, President Bai Zhi (Nuoma Zhao) has a very uncomfortable feeling.

It seems that there is some terrible danger hidden in the alley.

This feeling, as he continues to deepen, is getting stronger and stronger.

In the storm of paper money, Fang Ming and Seventh Brother, who turned into paper figurines, are standing side by side in the white paper body world.

Seventh Brother looked at Fang Ming a little strangely, there were too many doubts in his mind, he finally couldn't help asking: "Ming Ge [what did you do to that old man just now? Why did he suddenly change his attitude? A 180-degree change? And is what he said really credible? I feel that this alley is very dangerous."

Fang Ming smiled, and was about to answer Seventh Brother's words when he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his arms.

He quickly reached out to touch it, and immediately touched a small paper doll.

The paper man's eyes were extremely red.

Who is looking for me?"

Fang Ming was slightly taken aback, and immediately got through the contact paper figurine.

Immediately, the old man's anxious voice came from the paper figurine: "Sir, the monsters in the wedding party have chased into the alley!".