But they are paper figures, paper figures that have all been highlighted.
In the middle of the night, you can only see the small road after the sun fire is out, and there are paper figures all over the street. This scene is as weird as possible.
Who did this stupid thing? I wonder if the paper man’s eyes are most likely to attract wandering ghosts.
Even if it’s just one, there are so many of them filling the street.
Do you have to attract hundreds of ghosts to make you feel comfortable?
But just when I was about to take out more ghost-suppressing patterns, that white jade hand appeared in front of me again: "Miss Zang, they don't mean any harm."
These hands are so white.
This isn't the first time I've seen it, but I still can't help but sigh.
As he finished speaking, I realized that those paper figures were either laughing and scolding, or strolling in the garden.
They really ignored me and Hua Changfeng, and didn't even look at us.
Paper figures are inherently evil, but since they didn't provoke us.
Naturally, I won't provoke them.
"Where is the Yin Yang store?" I put away the ghost-suppressing charm in my hand and asked in a deep voice.
The streets are full of paper figures, which is not a good thing. No one can guarantee what will happen if you stay here for a long time.
"Here, it's just around the corner." Hua Changfeng pointed not far away.
Following his guidance, I actually saw a store. The black and white decoration was very simple and did not look like a modern building. It looked like a former Qing Dynasty style more than a hundred years ago.
In a deserted house in the mountains, you have to roar three times when you enter the door.
What's more, the Yin Yang store in front of me was extremely weird, so I walked to the front and back of the store. Instead of going in immediately, I stood outside the door and shouted three times: "Is the boss here?"
But my voice was like a stone in the ocean, and I received no response at all.
However, at this moment Hua Changfeng walked straight in, and then only heard a "creak" sound, and the closed door was pushed open by Hua Changfeng.
The oncoming cold wind sent chills down my spine.
And just when I was about to blame Hua Changfeng for acting too recklessly, an extremely bright red color came into my eyes.
I took a closer look and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Because right in front of us at this moment, there is a big red coffin.
The coffin was as red as blood, not to mention that the braziers placed on both sides were also burning brightly, but the human sun should burn with red light. But the two pots of fire turned out to be blue when burning.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but frown. Hua Changfeng seemed to have noticed the clues and said, "Miss Zang, the things burning in this brazier are not from the Yang world, so what is ignited is not the Yang fire."
"Then this is?"
Before I could get a response from Hua Changfeng, I suddenly heard sparse footsteps coming from behind me.
Immediately my expression changed, and after looking around, I decisively chose to come to the big red coffin.
Fortunately, everything was as I expected, the big red coffin was empty.
"Miss Zang, you..." Hua Changfeng, who was suddenly dragged into the coffin by me, looked very surprised.
"Shh." I quickly spoke and lowered my voice: "That was Yin Fire just now, wasn't it?"
"Yes." Hua Changfeng nodded.
"The smoldering fire is burning, the red coffin appears, the paper figures are resurrected, and hundreds of ghosts are running around." I covered Hua Changfeng's mouth and continued: "Our current situation is very dangerous. We can only hide in the coffin and wait for the limelight.
Let’s talk later.”
Otherwise, when we come out at this time, we will either face the paper figures head-on or encounter the wandering ghosts possessing them.
"But..." Hua Changfeng seemed to have something to say.
But I interrupted him: "Stop it, a good man won't suffer the immediate consequences. We came to the Yin Yang Store, not to die. There's no point in confronting them head-on."
"Miss Zang, I..." Hua Changfeng wanted to say more, but I directly covered his mouth.
Then a trembling voice came: "Your Majesty, it's strange, why is the person missing?"
"We clearly smelled the scent of living people."
"try to find!"
"No living person has come here for a long time, we can't let it go." Jie Jie's strange voice sounded again.
Then the dark wind howled by, causing the lanterns outside to shake.
But this red coffin is as stable as a rock.
However, just when I thought I had escaped disaster, a voice suddenly came from above us: "Your Majesty, what are you doing? This is your palace."
"Yes, my lord, is it possible that you want to destroy your own palace?"
not good.
I was shocked when I heard this, and immediately took out the ghost-suppressing pattern on my hand. Almost at the same moment, the red coffin opened the ghost-suppressing pattern and showed it.
But what disappointed me was that the person who opened the red coffin was not the so-called king, but just a paper ghost.
So as soon as he touched the ghost-suppressing pattern, he was burned to the last bit.
"Miss Zang, why are your ghost-suppressing patterns different from those on the market?" Hua Changfeng frowned slightly as he looked at the paper ghost whose soul had been burned clean.
"You are so big-hearted!" I quickly pulled him and ran out: "How long has it been? I still have time to study this. My ghost-suppressing patterns are really powerful, but I just drew a few in advance and they are not enough."
"There is no need to attack them one by one. To capture the thief, capture the king first." Hua Changfeng said as calmly as ever.
"You said it simply. The problem is that I have to get close to the king."
It is indeed cool and impressive to capture the head of an opponent's general with thousands of troops, but the problem is that the ancients could fly but I cannot.
and……
We watched as more and more paper ghosts surrounded us.
I quickly pulled Hua Changfeng behind me: "It's useless to see you like this, just hide behind me. Remember not to get close to these paper ghosts, otherwise even if you don't get eaten by them, you will
You will get seriously ill because of the yin energy."
Just his bookish fair little body.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, if I get sick again, I think I will be dead.
With this in mind, I quickly drew a Chongli tattoo, and then without hesitation, I took a picture of the paper ghost closest to us.
In an instant, the paper man was completely burned. The paper man who touched him even slightly began to catch fire.
Looking at the burned paper ghost in front of me, I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Who are you?" The man called the King said anxiously and angrily, looking at the fire that could not be extinguished.
"Have you never seen a tattoo before?" Seeing the situation reversed, I laughed loudly and said, "It's okay to tell you what the tattoo is. His name is Chong Li!"
"Chongli, Zhuanxu's great-great-grandson."
"Yes, exactly. It seems that you, the king, are quite discerning. Should you let all your soldiers and generals withdraw now, or should you wait until they are burned alive before leaving?"
Chongli is also known as the Zhurong Fire God among the people. In history, there were the Zhurong clan of the Zhuanxu clan and the Zhurong clan of the Yandi clan, and Chongli is the Zhurong clan fire god of the Zhuanxu clan who was most highly regarded by later generations. He is also recognized as the master of the world's Yang Fire.
The most prosperous god.
Even a person with a strong yang cannot bear such a tattoo, let alone a paper-man ghost who is already full of evil spirit.
Therefore, Chongli is simply the nemesis of the paper-man ghost. This chapter has been completed!