Demon respects life, Master, don’t cry, disciple is wrong

Several people sat aside to rest after filling their bellies, and the cold wind blew in through the broken windows.

Wang Ruonan stood up and opened the door to go to the toilet. As soon as she walked out of Gong's room, she heard a strange sound, and she walked in the direction of the sound.

A gust of dark wind blew by, and some ghost figures floated in front of her. Wang Ruonan's hair immediately stood up. She had always been afraid of ghosts.

There was a couple standing in front of them. The woman was holding the man's arm and smiling like a flower. When she looked closely, she saw that the man had no facial features, while the woman had no mouth.

Wang Ruonan was stunned and took two steps back.

Soon a couple in front of her walked towards her: "Where are you going?"

Wang Ruonan leaned back and was about to fall. The faceless man grabbed her arm and said, "Girl, be careful."

The unusual touch made Wang Ruonan's scalp numb. This man was made of wood: "Thank you, Master."

The couple in front of them suddenly chuckled: "A living person?"

"It's actually a living person?" The woman smiled evilly and stepped forward to pull Wang Ruonan.

"A living person, haha, really a living person."

The puppet couple stretched out their ugly claws and clawed at Wang Ruonan's heart.

Wang Ruonan avoided it, summoned the Ten Thousand Bone Sword and fought with the two puppets in the courtyard.

Soon a bunch of puppets swarmed into the house and used strange yin techniques to surround Wang Ruonan in a formation.

"The heart of a living person is a great tonic."

"Yea, haha."

"Hiss~ There are many living people here."

"A living person, a living person."

The other people who heard the sound rushed over quickly. Mu Yuan took the Hirayama knife and split the puppet man's arm with one blow, blocking Xiao Qi behind him: "Xiao Qi, follow me."

The spiritual power could not be used, and several people were carrying artifacts to fight against the puppet ghosts.

Wang Ruonan saw a puppet heading towards Mu Yuan's back, and her eyes flashed: "Brother, be careful."

Mu Yuan turned around and chopped the puppet into pieces with a knife. The resentful spirit floated in the air: "You can't kill me, haha."

Han Ziyu swung Li Xuan, whipping several puppets to pieces.

Without the blessing of spiritual power, the strength of several people has greatly declined.

Bei Yi said: "Master, this won't work. There are too many puppet ghosts, and the few of us can't hold on."

Han Ziyu said: "Mu Yuan takes his junior brothers and sisters to evacuate."

"Yes."

Bei Yi refused to leave: "Master, I'm here to help you."

He took out a bunch of messy utensils from the space bag, took out a mahogany sword from it, found a bunch of talisman seals, bit off his fingers, drew some talismans, and strung them together with ink dust.

"The sky is full of spirit, the earth is full of spirit, the resentful spirits have dissipated." Bei Yi chanted devoutly with his eyes closed.

Han Ziyu was stunned at this. He had taught his disciples how to exorcise evil spirits, but he had never taught him such a weird technique.

Bei Yi shook a broken bell, and the talisman formed a circle with the blessing of magic. He used Mo Chen as the eye of the formation and directly broke the resentful spirit's formation with his backhand.

Some resentful spirits were tracked by the talismans and dispersed, while others screamed in pain when they heard the ringing of the bells.

Bei Yi held Mo Chen's wrist and opened it. The blood followed the trajectory of the magic circle and surrounded the puppet ghosts.

"The resentful spirits are gone." Bei Yi held up Mo Chen and used the blood from his fingertips to run up the sword.

The puppet ghosts all dissipated painfully.

"Where do you learn these techniques?"

"The disciple learned it from the folk exorcists when he traveled."

Han Ziyu pulled off a corner of his robe, took Bei Yi's hand, and carefully bandaged the wound on his wrist.

Bei Yi took Mo Chen into his bloodstream with his other hand, grabbed Han Ziyu's arm, and pulled him sharply until their eyes met.

"Master, are you worried about me?" Bei Yi stared at Han Ziyu's eyes seriously, his own figure reflected in his eyes under the weak fake moonlight.

Han Ziyu lowered his eyes: "Too much bleeding can be life-threatening."

Bei Yi loosened his hand, slid down his arm to his wrist, and grabbed Han Ziyu's wrist: "Thank you, Master."

Being too close made Han Ziyu blush.

When Mu Yuan rushed over again, the two of them immediately let go of their hands.

Bei Yi looked at the white cloth on his wrist with joy, which was bandaged by his master himself.

Several people came to the backyard to meet Xiao Qi and the others.

The backyard of the house was deserted, with only a piece of dead vegetation. Further inside, a wall collapsed, revealing an abandoned wooden house with lights on.

Bei Yi called out Mo Chen, carefully stepped forward to investigate, and pushed open the door of the wooden house. The candles in the house were instantly extinguished. In the dim light, he saw that the house was full of wood.

Wang Ruonan immediately covered his mouth, the ghosts and spirits were really scary.

Several people entered the house. All the puppets were hanging from the beams. At a glance, there were probably thousands of puppets.

The old woman sat aside, holding a tool to grind wood mechanically: "The male and female dolls look like real dolls."

The dark wind blew by, and the puppets hanging from the beams began to move, making all kinds of strange laughter.

"Mother-in-law." Bei Yi called softly.

The blind old woman stopped her hand and said, "Do you want to be a puppet too?"

Bei Yi tried to get closer, but Han Ziyu held him back. Bei Yi smiled happily: "Master, it's okay."

He walked straight towards the old woman: "Mother-in-law, the puppets you made are so lifelike, let me learn from you."

The old woman coughed twice: "It's better for young people to learn other skills. You can't make much money by making puppets."

Xi Qing walked around with a fan in hand. This place was really weird. The puppets on the beams were tied with more than a dozen wires. When the wind blew, the puppets started to move like people.

"what is this?"

Su Qing said: "Puppet on a string."

"It's not a puppet show, is it?" Xi Qing shuddered. The puppet show is called a ghost show, and it is something for ghosts to watch. How could this old woman do this? It's really scary.

Bei Yi picked up a piece of wood and followed the old lady to carve it in a decent way. He had carved Han Ziyu before, but the current puppet was different from the human figure. The limbs and head of the puppet were made separately, and then strange mechanisms and wires were used to sculpt them. String it together.

Xi Qing was horrified by what he saw. When he was a child, he saw a ghost play, which caused him to have a high fever for three days. In the end, his father personally exorcised the evil spirits for him before the fever went down.

"Don't look." Shu Qing said.

Xi Qing opened his fan to block his sight.

When the puppet in Bei Yi's hand was about to be finished, the old lady beside him suddenly laughed: "Haha, haha."

Smiling, the old lady stood down and said, "The puppet show is about to be completed."

Bei Yi took a step forward, and Mo Chen put his hand on the old lady's neck.

The old woman moved her neck with difficulty, and the night cloth fell with the wind. The eyes were really gone, leaving only two black holes, and blood was pouring out of the holes.

"The puppet show is going to be done, the puppet show is going to be done, the puppet show is going to be done..."

Han Ziyu stepped forward and grabbed Bei Yi's hand, leading him behind him, and then threw Li Xuan away.

The old lady fell to the ground with a thud.

Wang Ruonan stepped forward and checked for breath: "I'm out of breath."