Resurrection of Reiki: Copying the Buddhist magic at the beginning

Chapter 11
"This paper man is not made of paper! It will kill people! Run!"

"This is a real ghost garden, not a fake! We are going to die here!"

"Ms. Zhang, Mr. Jiang, where are you? Help us!"

In the deserted village, there are ghosts crying and wolves howling everywhere.

On the east side of the village, five or six students ran forward desperately.

One of the students had a bloody wound on his arm.

A paper figurine behind slowly chased after him, and the right hand of the paper figurine was drenched with blood.

But the blood did not soak its paper hands, but was slowly absorbed.

After absorbing the blood, the paper man walked faster.

It didn't chase the students in front very eagerly, it just kept a certain distance and followed closely behind.

Such a scene was staged in several places in the deserted village at the same time.

At first, the paper figurine appeared suddenly, which startled people. Later, when they found out that it was a paper figurine, the students wanted to tear it up.

It turned out that the paper figurine was as strong as iron, and the pieces of paper were as sharp as knives. Several students were injured, but they were not seriously injured.

These students are pampered, with a big cut in their arm, crying for their father and mother, as if they are going to die.

Even though it was a paper figurine, it was so terrifying, and it seemed like it was really about to kill someone.

Fear of ghosts and fear of death made the students terrified. In the dark night and under the moonlight, they only knew how to run forward crying and screaming.

Girls generally dragged boys tightly, their legs were weak, and the usually arrogant and reserved beauties now wished to merge with those fast-running boys.

The boys usually dream of heroes saving the beauty, but when the real thing comes, they run faster than anyone else, lest they fall behind and be killed by paper figurines.

Because it was summer, the girls wore cool clothes, some ran and fell to the ground, their skirts ran up, and they lost their image.

"Hehehe, if grandpa can't use up so many spirits later, I can keep two beauties for comfort. They are all delicate flowers aged sixteen or seventeen, they must be tender and moist." A 30-year-old with a face A wretched man in a flowered shirt, standing tens of meters behind a paper figurine, was drooling and laughing while looking at the students who were in a state of embarrassment under the moonlight in the distance.

"Brother Huan." Suddenly, a person called him not far behind him.

The flowered shirt trembled in fright, and the paper figure tens of meters ahead paused for a moment, but then walked normally and continued chasing the students.

"Fuck, you're going to scare me to death." Hua Shirt looked at Zhang Wenjun behind him and said.

Zhang Wenjun chuckled: "Brother Huan, is this the paper man into a soldier you showed me in the video? You are so proficient in manipulating it now? It's too powerful."

While walking forward with a distance of tens of meters from the paper figurine, Huashanzhi looked at Jiang Xiaoyue who was beside Zhang Wenjun, and smiled: "This is the Teacher Jiang you mentioned, right? Damn, I haven't played with Teacher yet. "

Jiang Xiaoyue was startled when she heard this, and hurriedly hid behind Zhang Wenjun.

Zhang Wenjun said, "Brother Huan."

Jiang Xiaoyue showed a smile uglier than crying: "Brother Huan."

She knew that this person was the Zhang Lehuan that Zhang Wenjun had mentioned before.And that Immortal Master Xuansha is his ancestor.

"When we were in school, Wen Jun and I were often scolded by the teacher. If the teacher was not old now, I would have to find two female teachers... Hehe." Hua Shirt continued to say obscene words.

Jiang Xiaoyue cursed in her heart.

At the same time, I also feel that Zhang Lehuan and Zhang Wenjun are hard to become masters.One by one, even if they know about the changes in the world in advance, it will be difficult for them to occupy a place in this world in the future, and they will definitely be wiped out soon.

If that Immortal Master Xuansha had a brain, he would definitely not really reuse these people.

If she can't escape today, she has to find a way to win the old man's favor.

I just don't know if I am still interested in women at such an old age.

While spinning various thoughts in her mind, she asked Zhang Wenjun: "Why don't they use that kind of small flag to take people fainted directly to the destination?"

"The flag can only be injected with one spell at a time, and you have to ask Xuansha Immortal Master to inject it again when it is used up. The materials for making the flag are temporarily insufficient, and the immortal master has not made a few. It is not enough at all." Zhang Wenjun explained, "And the great changes in the world will soon It will slowly become violent, and there are dangers lurking everywhere, Brother Huan and the others also need to practice spells."

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Han Yang and his party were also being chased by the paper figurines.

At first, the paper man didn't seem to have any intention of hurting anyone, but just drove them forward.

Later, on a whim, Chu Ying took a lighter and lit a piece of rag he picked up from the ground, throwing it on the paper figurine to burn it.

Maybe it's because Taekwondo didn't work out, and I felt aggrieved and panicked, maybe it was because a group of people were being chased by a paper doll, but the leader of the class had nothing to do, and he seemed very incompetent.Therefore, the paper figurine must be killed.

In the end, something went wrong. The fire didn't burn the paper figurine, but aroused the paper figurine's anger. When he went up to cut his palm, he cut a long and deep gash on Chu Ying's back.

Although there was no heavy hand after that, the group of people were already scared to death.

Every time Chu Ying took a step, he felt severe pain in his back.The two girls supported him, one on the left and the other on the right, and He Quan was so jealous.

Han Yang looked at the paper figurine, but did not dare to make a move for the time being.

He has good physical strength now, and he can run easily. When others are panicking and panting, he still has time to observe around.

After practicing the [Vajra Bodhi Mind Method], his eyesight became very good.

He found that a few tens of meters behind the paper man, someone was slowly following.But the system didn't indicate any fluctuations in spiritual power, which meant that the person might not have started practicing yet.Or, the practice is so low that the fluctuation of spiritual power is extremely weak.

Han Yang speculated that behind that person, there should be an expert.

Before that expert showed up, he must not act hastily.

Han Yang has just started to practice. Although he has advanced a bit with the advanced technique, his battle level is still F, which is the lowest level.

The enemy hidden in the dark, no matter how high he is, he might fall here.

He thought about using the advanced technique immediately, but in front of so many people, he suddenly lost weight and didn't even eat a fruit, which was a bit shocking.

Although it is not the time to worry about this at a critical moment, he is still going to see the situation first.

After a while, they came to an open place.

There are all kinds of rusted leisure and fitness equipment here, and there is also a dilapidated high platform with a cement brick structure. At first glance, it looks like a rural leisure square or the like.

On the ground full of broken bricks and mud, there are many thick lines that seem to be painted with red paint, and there are some strange red symbols around the square.

After the paper man drove them here, he stood still and did not move.

A young man with yellow hair appeared next to the paper figurine, smoking a cigarette, with a machete on his shoulder!

He was very arrogant and arrogant, and at the same time looked at several people jokingly.

When he caught sight of Li Yanqi and other female classmates, he licked his lips lewdly.

The girls were terrified, and couldn't help weeping at the thought of what might happen.

Li Yanqi didn't cry, but his body couldn't help shaking.

Her little hands couldn't help but grabbed the hem of Han Yang's T-shirt.

The other students were also driven here one after another, and several of them were injured. Regardless of whether they were boys or girls, most of them were in a state of embarrassment and burst into tears.

Seven paper figurines and seven gangsters with machetes surrounded the leisure plaza and surrounded everyone.

The students automatically shrank to the middle of the square and huddled together, which seemed to make them feel more secure.

Many students finally thought of pulling out their mobile phones to call the police, but when they took out their mobile phones, there was no signal at all.

"Teacher Zhang, Teacher Jiang!"

At this time, some students shouted.

All the students had seen that beside a man in a flowered shirt, there were two people standing, they were their Teacher Zhang and Teacher Jiang.

(End of this chapter)