Personal profession fills in corpses, the police are numb

"Innocently, I thought that the old man was not strong. It turns out that the brilliance of the corpse chaser is too dazzling!"

"You may not believe me when I tell you. I'm not afraid of the old paper maker, because he is an old man. If he promises to punch me down, he must immediately beg me not to die!"

"Hahaha, you are so funny upstairs, God please don't die."

"It's a deal!"

Seeing the paper figurine being directly suppressed, the paper maker also heaved a sigh of relief, and bowed lightly to the paper figurine child in front of him.

"That's amazing! Grandpa Paper Maker, you were too handsome just now!"

The little girl Dai also regained her smile, looked at the paper maker with admiration and smiled.

"It's nothing more than borrowing from the ancestors to cast shadows."

A smile slowly appeared on the paper maker's face, and he manipulated the children's paper figurines to erase all the yin energy in the nine paper figurines.

"woooooo"

However, at this moment, a burst of weeping and mourning from men and women suddenly sounded faintly from inside the coffin.

What made the paper maker's face change even more was that the cries seemed to be the voices of his ancestors of the paper maker lineage!

Because in it, he heard the voices of his parents and grandparents, which have passed away for many years, but are still fresh in his memory!

"Oh!"

What made everyone's faces change even more was that the paper figurine child suddenly ignited with a bang!

"No!"

The papermaker's face changed suddenly, and he screamed heart-piercingly, wanting to put out the fire.

But it was a paper figurine after all, and it was instantly reduced to a pile of ashes under the raging flames that suddenly shot up over two meters high!

"cluck"

In an instant, the nine frozen paper figurines started to move again. The cold laughter and howling wind brought the temperature in the room to freezing point again!

"Ah ah!"

"Zheng!"

"puff!"

Just when the paper-making craftsman was so excited, he was approached by the closest paper figurine, opened his big mouth, and was about to bite off his entire head, and when the little girl screamed, a dazzling sword light appeared on both sides. People flashed past.

Jiang Bai's copper money sword fell and stood on the paper man, as if it was really a paper dummy, and it was cut in two!

It fell to the ground with a puff, and everyone could only hear a shrill scream and a puff of black air that suddenly burned out. The paper figurine was completely silent.

And this terrifying sword directly shocked the remaining group of paper figurines, and their heads twisted in an extremely weird posture to look at Jiang Bai together.

In a trance, the eye pupils of that stroke seemed to have turned into fear and fear!

If that was the case, everyone might not be so shocked, but at this moment, whether it is the papermaker or the little girl on the scene, or the countless audiences in the live broadcast room.

They all stared wide-eyed, looking at the direction where Jiang Bai's sword light fell in disbelief, unable to recover for a long time.

Because the place where the sword light fell was facing the moonlight outside the window, but at this moment, in the room, there was an extremely miraculous scene.

I saw the bright moonlight projecting down from the window, but it was suddenly cut off at a height of more than one meter close to the ground, and disappeared completely!

Yes, it was Jiang Bai's previous sword, even the moonlight was cut off!

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It was not until a long time later that the sword energy remaining in the air slowly dissipated, and the moonlight finally fell back to the ground again, and at the same time brought the bewildered people back to reality.

"hiss!"

"I don't know what to do?!"

"How is this possible? Even the moonlight has been cut off?"

"Moonlight, cut it off! It turns out that what the corpse exorcist said just now is true, this sword is out, it's a yuppie!!"

"The corpse exorcist is really awesome, this is the first time I've seen him use a sword!"

The live broadcast room was completely boiling again, and even the big bear brother who was too afraid to leave before stood up with his tail, expressing his inner shock.

"Wow! How did you do this?!"

"Big Daddy, did you cut off the moonlight just now?!"

Dai Xiaomei looked at Jiang Bai incredulously, and couldn't help asking in surprise.

"No, it's not the moonlight that Mr. Corpse Man cut off, but Yin Qi."

At this moment, the paper maker finally came to his senses, knowing that he had been played by the ominous person before, looked at the ashes on the ground, and sighed softly.

"Yin Qi?"

The little girl was curious.

"That's right, or in other words, it's because when Mr. Corpseman slashed that sword, the yang energy he carried was extremely strong, like the early morning sky, covering the moonlight, so it caused the seemingly The illusion of the moonlight being cut off."

The papermaker explained seriously, and after seeing Jiang Bai nodding at the side, Dai Xiaomei and the water friends in the live broadcast room also suddenly realized.

But it still does not hinder their worship of Jiang Bai!

"woooooo"

"Stab La La"

However, at this moment, as if he had noticed the loss outside the court, the crying inside the coffin suddenly became louder, as if he had been summoned by some kind, and the sound of chains outside the door also rang.

And it's getting closer!

The paper maker and the little girl Dai's expressions froze, and they became a little panicked in an instant.

However, Jiang Bai's face was as indifferent as water, he suddenly looked back, looked at the coffin indifferently and said: "The rootless evil spirit, it's best not to disperse by yourself!"

Because when the first cry sounded, Jiang Bai discovered that the so-called unknown came from the two mourning sticks in the coffin.

Or to be more precise, it is an evil spirit formed over time from the mourning stick.

After all, the prototype of this stick is the treasure of the underworld, and with the suppression of the corpses of paper makers for generations, it is naturally much more powerful than ordinary evil spirits.

The papermaker's legs were a little weak.

"Jie Jie Jie, I didn't expect that you, a mortician with a little discernment, could discover the existence of this yin god."

"Now I give you one last chance to kill these two ants and sacrifice them to the Yin God, otherwise the God will show his might and blow your soul away!"

Jiang Bai's sudden words made everyone still in doubt, and there was a cold response in the coffin.

Although it couldn't be seen clearly, a terrifying yin energy seemed to be constantly rolling in the coffin, making one's scalp numb and horrified!

"It turned out to be an evil spirit!"

The paper maker also exclaimed for a while, obviously after being pointed out by Jiang Bai, he finally thought of this so-called unknown identity, but the more he understood, the more anxious and ugly his face became.

Looking at Jiang Bai who raised the copper coin sword and seemed to be ready to do it again, he also hurriedly stopped him.

With an anxious expression on his face, he said in a trembling tone, "No, sir, this evil spirit was born from a mourning stick. Although it is a ghost, it is also tainted with a bit of divinity."

"When I officially became a paper maker, my parents said it, and my ancestors reminded me that this kind of evil is invincible, absolutely invincible!"

Looking at the horrified appearance of the paper maker, Jiang Bai listened quietly without speaking, but put down the copper coin sword raised in his hand.

The paper maker also heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that Jiang Bai really listened.

"Ding!"

But before he could speak again, he found that Jiang Bai suddenly took out a copper coin from the copper coin sword, flicked it lightly, and bounced it directly into the coffin!

"Ahhhh!"

The moment the copper coin fell into the coffin, the horrible crying in the coffin also changed suddenly, and the person who was singing was suddenly startled, and the whole voice changed completely.

Accompanied by a burst of screams, the coffin suddenly fell silent.

Paper maker:? ? ? ! ! !

This time, the paper maker was completely confused.

After staring blankly at the coffin, and then turning his head to look at Jiang Bai beside him, the blankness in his eyes turned into a shock.

The rules passed down from generation to generation were broken like this? !

A copper coin is so terrifying!

What kind of magic weapon is the copper coin sword itself? !

How terrible it must be!

The paper maker was shocked, but the little girl and the water friends in the live broadcast room couldn't see through the mystery, and they weren't shocked. Instead, they laughed and teased the evil spirit.

"Oh my god, I laughed so hard, is this an evil spirit?"

"Hey, I seem to have a few antique copper coins at home, I know what to do next time I encounter dirty things!"

"The corpse chaser said greatly: This is it? This is it?"

"Upstairs, throwing money is a reason for someone to kill you!"

Jiang Bai's expression was indifferent, without any hesitation, he stepped again and walked directly to the coffin.

This time the coffin was quiet and there was no movement.

Stretching out his hands, he carefully took out the two mourning sticks inside!

At this moment, the paper maker also endured the endless shock and doubt in his heart, and ran over with surprise on his face, and looked carefully at the mourning stick in Jiang Bai's hand.

Then as if thinking of something again, he approached and said, "Sir, this is my lineage of paper makers. The first generation of paper makers imitated the gods of the underworld, and made impermanent mourning sticks. Can you allow me to take a closer look and imitate the sacred methods of my ancestors?" .”

The paper maker also stepped forward eagerly, and asked Jiang Bai respectfully.

"It's impossible."

Jiang Bai smiled and nodded naturally.

Yes, this mourning stick is actually not authentic, but it was imitated by the first paper maker, and after countless years of precipitation, it has long been comparable to a real famous utensil in the underworld, and its power is immeasurable!

"The skull of a sage and a good man is used as a handle, which means that the sage inherits the will of heaven, is impartial and selfless; Tongtianmingwen, Dabiluo, Tongjiuyou's descendants are unfilial, and their descendants are incompetent!"

Watching the pair of mourning sticks, the paper maker was constantly amazed, and at the end he sighed for a while, as if lamenting his own incompetence, so that such a paper-making technique has been lost.

Even Jiang Bai kept nodding, full of joy and amazement.

It has to be said that no matter in any details, these two fake mourning sticks are no different from the original ones.

Even if I hold it in my hand, the power of this stick may not be weaker than my copper coin sword at all!

"Haha, if this thing is in your hands, it can be regarded as returning to the rightful owner. Don't be so excited, just give it to you."

At this moment, Jiang Bai also noticed that Black and White Impermanence was trembling again, and his eyes were all looking over.

Then there was a chuckle, and the two mourning sticks were directly sent into the hands of the two of them.

"Buzz!"

However, the moment the mourning stick fell into the hands of Black, White and Wuchang, there was a low buzzing sound, a terrifying aura, and constantly changing visions, instantly covering the entire room!

The dark wind is howling, the green light of Huangquan is flashing, and there are dark clouds covering the sky, and all kinds of ghostly visions, such as the boundless sea of ​​ghosts howling and surrendering, spread and expand behind the two of them!

The remaining eight-headed paper figurines kowtowed in unison, and the zombies behind kowtowed!

This exaggerated and terrifying scene completely stunned everyone!

"Ding, congratulations to the host for getting the mourning stick (imitation version), black and white impermanence reduction +5!"

At the same time, a system notification sounded in Jiang Bai's ears again, and the surprised expression at the corner of his mouth completely turned into a big smile.

This wave is really cool!

at the same time.

Outside the alley.

Xiao Yan, who had been watching nervously and anxiously waiting for help, jumped out of the car.

Because in that paper-making shop, she actually heard human voices!

And it seems to be still crying, could it be that someone has already been caught by the zombies? !