Chapter 131 Paper Doll: It's too cute! I'm taking off!
Chapter 131 Paper Man: That’s great! I’m taking off!
Author: Lonely Xiaowen
Chapter 131 Paper Man: That’s great! I’m taking off!
The paper ghost's moral character is not low, but he is really no match for the ghost general.
Finally, he used the bloody paper ghost left behind by his master to temporarily defeat the ghost general.
However, this fierce bloody paper ghost was lost as a result.
Fortunately, the Gluttonous Ghost King didn't know about it and thought that the bloody paper ghost was still there and had the fighting power to resist it.
Every day, ghost soldiers come to invade, arresting men and living creatures for blood and food.
Faced with many ghost soldiers, paper ghosts can resist some, but they will always miss some.
A few days later, there were not many men left in the village, and many of the remaining living people died, and they were all eaten as blood food.
The remaining people are all in the ancestral hall now.
As for the men, they were all in the courtyard.
Yes, that's right, those dozen paper figures.
This is the secret art of paper ghosts, the art of paper man possession.
Poke out a paper figure and possess it on the person's body.
The paper man can absorb the blood of people to gain powerful combat power.
Then, he used these paper figures as chess pieces and set up a formation of paper figures.
During these days, it was only thanks to them that we were able to repel the incoming ghost soldiers.
The paper ghost also became weaker.
At the same time, those men can't hold on much longer.
It's not like they didn't think about escaping.
However, as long as a person fails to escape from the Gluttonous Ghost King's sphere of influence during the day, they will only end up dead in the wild.
In the village, at any rate, the ranking of ancestors in this ancestral hall can also give them some blessings.
They have also discussed that as long as tonight is over and the next day during the day, they will take half of the men to the ghost house and set up an array there.
Then, the remaining men, leading the people in the village, hurried on without stopping.
Can't stop for a moment.
When it gets dark, the paper ghost will have a decisive battle with the Gluttonous Ghost King to delay other people in the village and give them enough time to escape.
It's not like he didn't send a message to fellow Taoists he knew, asking them to come and save lives.
However, there was no news from them, and they disappeared into the sea.
Obviously, the paper ghost also knew that the paper man delivering the message was intercepted by the Gluttonous Ghost King.
All the domestic animals in the village were dead, some were eaten by them, and their blood was bled for the paper figures to suck.
Some of them were captured and eaten by the ghost soldiers.
Now, seeing Uncle Jiu, a disciple of Maoshan, coming, it would be best if we could get them together to take action.
Of course, he has no moral kidnapping, he is just retreating in order to advance.
Even if you don't take action, you can just give some spells, some magic weapons, and some black dog blood.
However, Zhigui knew that most Maoshan disciples were upright and upright, and would definitely take action when seeing this situation.
Sure enough, when Uncle Jiu heard what the paper ghost said, he immediately said in a deep voice: "There are evil ghosts making trouble here. As a disciple of Maoshan, how can I stay out of it?"
"I can't, I can't, how can I put you in danger?"
"We still have a carriage in the village. It can still be used after some repairs. Your horse can run fast even if you drag it."
"I just want to trouble you, fellow Taoist, to let these children and women get into the carriage and leave together. Fellow Taoist has a white horse. I hope we can reach a safe place before dark."
Paper Ghost said slowly.
I don’t know if it’s sincere or fake, but Uncle Jiu just likes this.
"Needless to say, I, Mr. Lin, will work with you to get rid of this evil ghost. Moreover, my Maoshan guardian spirit beast is also here. It's just an evil ghost." Uncle Jiu said seriously.
Wang Xiaohei glanced at Uncle Jiu and curled his lips.
Having said all that, I still want him to come on.
However, yes, the evil ghost at the level of ghost general is also on the same level as the purple zombie we met in Tengteng Town last time.
Although there are fundamental differences between zombies and ghosts, to Wang Xiaohei, they are both harmless.
"Guardian spirit beast?" Paper Ghost looked at Wang Xiaohei with some suspicion.
"Xiao Hei is my guardian spirit beast in Maoshan. Don't underestimate him. Not long ago, Xiao Hei killed a purple zombie in Tengteng Town." Uncle Jiu said with some pride.
Uncle Jiu is a person with a very good reputation. Although he does not admit it himself, it can be seen from many aspects.
"Zizhi? Tengteng Town? It seems that I haven't been out for a long time, and the news is lagging behind."
The paper ghost looked shocked at first, and then said sadly.
"I have killed a lot of zombies, but I have never seen a purple zombie. If an old bone like me does encounter one, it will be a dead end."
He is obviously not very old, but when he talks, he sounds old-fashioned.
This guy was only thirty-six years old and looked like a dying old man.
It seems that you are not as old as Uncle Jiu, right?
Huh? It seems that Wang Xiaohei still doesn’t know how old Uncle Jiu is.
The last time he celebrated his birthday, he didn't say how old he was.
"Cough cough cough cough...!" Paper Ghost said, covering his mouth and coughing violently again.
After a while, it stopped.
When the paper ghost put down his hand, he could still see the bright red blood stains on his palm.
"Wait, fellow Taoist, did you just say that he is a spiritual beast?" Paper Ghost suddenly looked at Wang Xiaohei and asked.
"Yes, the spirit beast is so strong that I am ashamed of itself." Uncle Jiu said.
"This is an authentic five-black dog. It also contains powerful energy and blood, and it is also a spiritual beast."
"Then isn't his blood?" At this point, Paper Ghost's expression suddenly lit up.
"Um, Fellow Daoist Lin, Fellow Daoist Little Black, can you give me some spiritual blood?"
The paper ghost's wrinkled face had a smile on it.
Uncle Jiu also looked at Wang Xiaohei and saw Wang Xiaohei nodded.
"Little girl, come on, bring the bowl." The paper ghost shouted quickly to the little girl who snatched his pipe.
"Here you go, Paper Grandpa."
Soon, the little girl ran over with a bowl with a missing mouth.
The paper ghost took the bowl, came to Wang Xiaohei, and paused.
Then, he took out a paper knife and grabbed Wang Xiaohei's raised paw.
"Let Xiao Hei do it by himself. Your knife can't cut his skin." Uncle Jiu said.
"Haha, my paper knife is not an ordinary knife either." Paper Ghost was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile.
Then he picked up the paper knife and scratched Wang Xiaohei's claws.
A bunch of hair fell off, but the skin was not cut, just a white mark.
"Huh?" Paper Ghost was stunned again.
You must know that his paper knife is a magic weapon, specially designed to cut paper figures. Even if it is a knife, gun or stick, it will break with just one stroke, just like peeling tofu.
However, here today, only a handful of hair was cut off?
Originally, Wang Xiaohei wanted to do it by himself, but seeing Paper Ghost being so confident, he followed his wish.
Unexpectedly, in the end, he had to do it himself.
However, there is a saying that this paper knife is really sharp and can actually cut his hair.
Wang Xiaohei immediately retracted his claw and used his other claw to make a wound.
Then, the muscles are controlled to prevent the wound from healing, and the Qi and blood are stimulated.
Suddenly, a large amount of blood flowed from the wound.
After a while, the small bowl was half full.
Seeing that it was almost done, Wang Xiaohei stopped his strength and the blood flow stopped immediately.
The wounds are also healing quickly.
"Okay, okay, the quality of this spiritual blood is actually so good." The paper ghost felt the power contained in this bowl of spiritual blood and shouted "ok" twice with excitement.
When Uncle Jiu saw this, he didn't say anything. After all, Wang Xiaohei's spiritual blood was really strong.
He can even refine the talismans based on this.
Immediately, the paper ghost took out a small bloody paper figure from his body.
As soon as the little paper man saw the spiritual blood, he immediately came to life. He came to the bowl with joy and joy, stuck his head out, and stretched it directly into it.
Subsequently, this spiritual blood was consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After drinking about half of it, the paper ghost immediately took out the little paper man.
The little paper man still wanted to drink, but was struggling in the paper ghost's hand.
"That's enough. You've drunk half of it. Those paper figures outside also want to drink." The paper ghost said softly.
After hearing this, the little paper man seemed to have figured it out and stopped struggling, and was then put away by the paper ghost.
"The paper people will become more powerful after drinking spiritual blood, and the villagers can also take a rest." The paper ghost smiled at Uncle Jiu, stood up, and walked towards the door.
Not long after, he opened the door and the paper ghost came into the yard.
At this moment, all the paper figures looked over.
To be precise, he looked at the bowl of spiritual blood in the paper ghost's hand.
"Everyone has a role, come here." The paper ghost waved to them.
Immediately, all these paper figures gathered over.
Then, the paper ghost suddenly spilled spiritual blood, and then it actually spilled on the bodies of these dozen paper figures.
Every paper man has never failed.
The spiritual blood was sprinkled on the paper figures, dyeing their bodies red, and then, their stiff faces turned into smiling faces.
Then, they vigorously waved the paper knives in their hands, as if to say: "This blood is so replenishing, we are going to be strong."
"Okay, let them out and let them have a rest," the paper ghost said again.
Those paper figures listened to the paper ghost's words, and a gap opened in the back of each one.
Then, one by one, men were seen falling out of the paper man's body.
"Uncle Paper."
After a group of people came out, they were all very weak, but they still got up and shouted.
Although the paper ghost had just said that, they were still surprised when they saw a dozen people falling out of the paper ghost.
"It's okay, you go in and have a rest first, and then let them make some food for you." Paper Ghost said.
The men nodded and helped each other in one by one.
However, as soon as they stepped up the steps, the old men and women in the house rushed over and helped them in one by one.
Among these people are their sons, husbands, younger brothers or older brothers.
Soon, the aroma of food came from the house.
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"You guys go back and continue to be on guard." The paper ghost said to the paper figures.
When the paper figures heard this, they all nodded, then returned to their positions, raised their swords, and were on full alert.
