Mysterious Resurrection: My Pasty Paper Man Can Catch Tricks

Shen Taiping's heart skipped a beat.

Quickly reaching into his pocket, he still wanted to continue to take out the talisman.

Who knows, the pocket is already empty.

The housekeeping skill of the heirs of deception is to use talismans and open altars to drive away deception.

Naturally, the altar could not be opened at this moment, and the talismans were exhausted.

Shen Taiping Qian donkey had no other skills and could only resort to the last trump card.

"Chen Li, hurry up and help!"

Before the words were finished, the door of the bathroom, which was repaired only in the afternoon, was torn apart and completely shattered into pieces after a bang.

Accompanied by the blasted fragments, a figure flashed in and stood in front of Shen Taiping.

Ponytail, sailor suit, pleated skirt, knee socks, small leather shoes.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Po Meng!

Facing the black-haired monster that was close at hand, Po Meng just stood there quietly, without any expression of fear.

Instead, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a smile appeared on his stiff face.

It seems that what is coming is not a frightening monster, but a warm breeze.

The black-haired monster is getting closer and closer.

In just an instant, he came to a position less than half a meter in front of Granny Meng.

It is like an unrivaled ferocious python, condescending and shooting down.

If he was hit by it this time, I'm afraid the fate of the old man will repeat itself.

Unexpectedly, even so, Meng Po still did not avoid.

He stared at the black-haired monster with scorching eyes.

It seemed to be waiting for it to hit itself.

The black-haired monster did not disappoint Po Meng's waiting.

The moment he touched her, he completely wrapped her up.

The black cocoon reappeared at this moment.

After wrapping up Po Meng, the black-haired monster didn't stop.

The black cocoon wriggled a bit, separated a part, and shot towards Shen Taiping who was standing against the wall.

At this time, Shen Taiping was still amazed by how Meng Po was wrapped into a black cocoon.

He subconsciously forgot that he was the real target of the black-haired monster.

When he came back to his senses, the black-haired monster had already arrived in front of him.

Immediately, Shen Taiping's pupils shrank a little, and his whole body froze.

The back spine seemed to be frozen, and the whole body was cold.

"In vain of my fame as a Daoist Taiping, I didn't expect it to be ruined by Chen Li!"

Losing the talisman and unable to open the altar, Shen Taiping is no different from ordinary people now.

Meng Po, who was originally used as a protective umbrella, was also restricted.

He could only watch helplessly as the black-haired monster got closer and closer to him.

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Chapter 20 Granny Meng's Long Hair

Shen Taiping stared blankly at the black-haired monster attacking him.

The scene I saw in the morning couldn't help appearing in my mind - after the black cocoon was broken, the old man was covered in filth, and his ears, nose and mouth were stuffed with black hair.

Can't help but sadly think:

"I hope that after I die, I won't look as ugly as him."

Time goes by very slowly, but monsters come quickly

Just when Shen Taiping had this idea, the black-haired monster reflected in his eyes became bigger and clearer.

The reflection of the monster and the main body are about to touch each other through Shen Taiping's eyes.

Perhaps in the next instant, the black-haired monster will wrap Shen Taiping like it wrapped Po Meng.

But at this critical moment, with a tearing sound, a slender and tender hand appeared out of thin air.

Stretched obliquely from the side, curled his fingers into claws, and grabbed the black-haired monster in his hand.

This hand is not too big.

The fingers are as if carved from white jade.

White and flawless, beautiful and slender.

No matter how the black-haired monster struggled and twisted, it couldn't get rid of this jade-like palm.

Shen Taiping stared at the scene in front of him in rapt attention, without any reaction for a long time.

He didn't even notice that Chen Li walked over while holding his nose.

"Hey, old Shen, it's time to recover."

Chen Li's muffled voice was like a voice from outside the sky, calling Shen Taiping's soul back at once.

Shocked, he shrank his neck subconsciously, and looked around in a panic.

"Where's the sly? Where's the black-haired sly?"

At this moment, apart from the room full of excrement and a broken black callus, there were only him and Chen Li left in the bathroom.

As for the black-haired monster and Meng Po who was wrapped in a black cocoon, they were gone.