The years I spent growing corpses and raising ghosts in the cemetery

It can easily silence a big ghost. The strength of the gluttonous ghost is no weaker than that of the play ghost.

"Hua La La~"

As the paper pages turned and wrapped the hanged ghost little by little, the thousand-faced paper ghost quietly appeared beside Lin Feng.

"Try the method of folding paper into an army that I saw at the beginning. Although the strength of the paper soldiers is not good individually, it is still advisable to use it in group combat."

Lin Feng thought about it and casually controlled the thousand-faced paper ghost to use its strange ability.

"Hua La La"

As Lin Feng began to master the thousand-faced paper ghost, a large amount of paper began to break free from its sleeves, feet, and even lapels.

Each of these papers will float around after breaking away from the thousand-faced paper ghost, and then they will automatically fold into paper people of different shapes in the air.

"Huh? Why is this a little different from the paper army I saw?"

However, these folded paper people are either maids and young ladies, or servants of young masters, and old farmers and children.

It was far from the soldiers and soldiers that Lin Feng had imagined.

But then he thought of something, and then the shadow world churned, and the five paper figures that he had suppressed by force were finally released by him.

These five paper figures were transformed from the five books he bought back at the beginning, and one of them was wrinkled because of the power of the puppet ghost.

"Hua La La"

As soon as these five paper figures came out, Lin Feng felt that the Thousand Faces Paper Ghost and the other paper figures had a connection.

Then these paper figures unfolded and turned into paper again and flew back to Lin Feng's hands. After the power of the Thousand Faces Paper Ghost covered these papers again, the new paper figures took shape again.

"So that's it!"

Lin Feng immediately understood the origin of these various paper figures.

These were the people that the origami master killed at the beginning, and then used them to make paper figures, which was also the origin of the Thousand Faces Paper Ghost.

The strength of these paper figures is not weak, most of them are at the level of big ghosts, and a few are small ghosts.

Overall, it is already a considerable force.

"Pah~Pah~"

Suddenly there was a noise in the woods. Lin Feng looked over there and saw two ghosts being attracted by the soul-guiding incense one after the other.

"Go!"

Unfortunately, these two were unlucky. The paper figures around them surrounded them instantly at Lin Feng's command.

A moment later, the two ghosts that were forcibly suppressed were wrapped tightly in paper and sent to Lin Feng.

"There are now more than 40 of these paper figures left, and the rest were basically folded in Lin's bookstore. I was really ruthless at the time!"

Lin Feng carefully recalled the memory of the origami master, and then found that the original more than 200 paper figures were basically smashed to pieces by the clones in the bookstore.

So that the origami master finally took back only these few, and now it was Lin Feng who felt a little speechless.

"As for the origami army, as long as the raw materials are sufficient, it can be mass-produced through the origami master's craftsmanship, but origami does not seem to be ordinary paper?"

After controlling the shadow to collect all three ghosts and imprison them, Lin Feng recalled some other things.

"Paper figures, wooden puppets, and strange tattoos. Now I have mastered three methods of making strange things. It seems that it is time to find time to study them carefully."

"Paper figures are used as skins, wooden puppets are used as bones, and strange tattoos are used as paintings. I wonder if these three inheritances of Tiangong Baijiang can be combined to make stronger strange things?"

Lin Feng thought while waiting for other wild strange things to fall into his trap. Unfortunately, no strange things appeared until the soul-calling incense burned out.

"Have I caught all the strange things around me?"

Finally, Lin Feng felt helpless as he looked at the soul-calling incense that had been burned to only wooden sticks.

It seems that this method is not perfect. It took a lot of effort to get a big strange thing and two small strange things.

After taking back all the paper figures that were released, Lin Feng had no intention of staying in this dark forest.

As the shadow fluctuated, he disappeared directly from the spot, and when he appeared again, he had returned to the wooden house.

"Woo woo"

Wangcai, who was guarding the door, immediately called to him in a low voice when he saw Lin Feng appear.

This guy is becoming more and more clever now. Lin Feng even doubts whether he has used his inner strength to clean up its fur and marrow, and even changed its IQ.

"Okay, lie down honestly!"

After knocking on its head, Lin Feng lay on the bed again and prepared to rest.

Although he didn't gain much tonight, he sorted out his own strength.

"The potential of the Embroidered Ghost is not weak. Next, we should not merge randomly, but should focus on cultivating its ability."

"The Puppet Ghost was affected in the battle with the incense temple ancestor last time, but it has been cultivated in the Corpse Raising Ghost Sutra. It will probably be fully recovered in a short time."

"The potential of the Greedy Ghost is terrible, and the training method is also the simplest, but it is too fierce and too weird. It is better to use it less at ordinary times. It can be used as a killer in special times."

"The Thousand-Faced Paper Ghost has great potential and endless changes. It even has advantages over the Playful Ghost in group combat, and it is also worth cultivating."

Of course, the ideas are all good. In fact, if you can't get enough Ghost Raising items, many things can only be thought about.

Just when Lin Feng was worried about this, others also had trouble falling asleep.

The master of the Tattoo Sect was sitting on a fishing boat at this time, feeling quite unhappy.

Although he suppressed his anger during the day, he was still a top figure after all. No matter which sect or school he met in the southern part of Daxia, he had to give him some face.

But he didn't expect to be defeated in this small Luohe City this time. As the saying goes, one step back can open up the sky, but the more he thought about it, the angrier he got!

"Master, what should we do next?"

Yingzi, who was cooking next to him, noticed that his expression was sometimes angry and sometimes vicious, and couldn't help but ask him.

"What should we do?"

"Hehe, I've lost all my face this time!"

Hearing Yingzi's question, Master's face turned black and he laughed at himself.

"Huh, lose face? You have to have a face to lose!"

At this time, the master's wife sitting in the cabin also interrupted.

"The great man saw it all last night, hehe, I saw it clearly. At that time, the old man even called two helpers, but he was beaten back to his lair!"

When the master's wife went to the Zhengui Division today, she didn't say a word. It was really because of the battle last night that she had concerns in her heart.

"Damn it, let's go back and ask for the portrait of the ancestor god first!"

"This matter is not over yet. Those dead ghosts in the incense temple will definitely take revenge after suffering such a big loss!"

"And the world is getting more and more chaotic. Hehe, do you think the incense master who likes troubled times will come out?"

The master suddenly stood up and said to the master and Yingzi with a gloomy face.

"You, you mean that person will really take action personally?"

Hearing the name of the incense master, the master couldn't help but tremble all over, and then even her voice trembled a little.

As a power with a long heritage, the records of the incense master's several appearances have been recorded by predecessors.

That scene can definitely be said to be a disaster for years, starving people everywhere, and countless people became sacrifices for the saint.

"That's right, just watch!"

"When the time comes, they will kill them, and we will pick up the benefits later"

"Hehe, my tattoo sect is not something that can be controlled by just anyone!"

The master laughed proudly. As long as the portrait of the ancestor god is in hand, he has the confidence to protect himself even when facing the saint.