Strange news about the little paper man

In the middle of the night, the ghost town shook.

The ground trembled violently, the trees shook and fell to the ground, and the decorative iron plates and gears on the square also fell off, and disappeared when they touched the ground.

At the entrance of the bar, the tables and chairs were shaking, and the cups and plates were overturned.The Phi Ma Sanren tried to get up while supporting the back of the chair, but his subordinates suddenly lost their support, fell on their backs, and slid far away.The man in hemp struggled to stand up, only to see the tables and chairs disappear, and the melon skins were all over the ground.

The house shook violently, and the ghosts hiding in the house were also frightened and ran away one after another. Ghosts of men, women, old and young, and different shapes overlapped together, crying, screaming, and exclamation.Some timid ghosts could no longer maintain their human form, and the ghosts were born from their hearts, and they turned into insects, ants, tigers, leopards, and even clusters of green shadows.

The transformed ghosts lost control and began to bite and beat their companions. The scene was very chaotic.

The ghosts lost control of their emotions. Seeing that many human-shaped ghosts began to disguise themselves, the chaos spread to the border of the ghost town.

The ghost city was built by Sun Jinchen, and now it seems that the material entities here are all transformed by his magic.Such confusion should be due to the failure of Sun Jinchen's technique.What's going on, could it be that Fang Zhan killed someone by mistake?

The man in hemp cloth offered a cattail fan, and the magic weapon flew to the sky above the square, casting a soft white light, covering the entire ghost group, chanting: "Calm down, don't get excited, stay steady, don't be impulsive, gods of all walks of life, please help, Taishang Laojun Hurry like a law!"

The chaotic ghosts temporarily cleared their minds, and began to show phantom shadows of people.It is obviously not enough to purify such a large number of ghosts at the same time with the Taoism of Phima Sanren.

There are formations in the ghost city to show the illusion of barrenness and disperse mortals.For the ghosts, it is both protection and restriction.The root cause of the chaos at this time was that the formation was out of control. It was necessary to find the eye of the formation and restore it before the mana was exhausted.

Pima Sanren was controlling the magic weapon while pinching his fingers to calculate the direction, but the more anxious he was, the more uncertain his calculations were, and he was about to be unable to suppress it, so he looked up to the sky and shouted: "Taishang Laojun doesn't work, Jingxu friend, help me!"

"Crack", a flat blue cloth shoe fell through the ghost shadow and fell into the pool, hitting the bottom of the pool without splashing the slightest splash.The group of ghosts calmed down, and the hemp-clad Sanren felt the pressure relax, took back the magic weapon and sat down on the ground.

"Aren't you too fat, your eyes are squeezed out, the eyes are right in front of you and you can't see them?" Master Jingxu sneered, but his movements were already golden rooster independence.

"Fellow Taoist Jingxu," the Phi Ma San man asked weakly, "I'm using too much force, am I hypoglycemic? Why do you feel like you're still shaking?"

Master Jingxu stopped pretending, looked around, and cursed: "Damn, my eyes are twitching!" After saying that, he took off the other shoe and threw it over.

The earth was completely stabilized, and all the ghosts and the Pima Sanren breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Master Jingxu shouted: "The ground is too rough, Dao Lord, my jade feet are worn out, why don't you come and carry me, fat man!"

Hearing the words, the man in linen resigned himself to his fate and got up from the ground, and walked up to the cursing real Jingxu, who was hugged by a princess and turned into a little bird in seconds.

"Fatty man! Master Dao is talking about the back, not the hug, change your position quickly..." Jingxu Daoist was halfway through his roar, and his expression suddenly became serious, "Wait, why are you going?"

The ghosts ignored him, and all the ghosts walked out of the ghost city in an orderly manner with blank expressions.

"What direction is that?" Daoist Jingxu asked.

"Sun's residence." Pimasan said humanely.

"Then hurry up and keep up," Daoist Jingxu stretched out his long arms, went around behind and patted his friend's buttocks, "Drive, go! Hundred ghosts at night, it's not for fun!"

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Dozens of ghosts gathered outside Sun's house. They were Zichen employees who had died under Sun Jinchen's hands over the years.The magic spell failed, and their souls left their bodies, and they were no longer controlled by others.Looking back on his life, he learned that he was victimized by others, so he came to Sun's house by coincidence, wanting to ask for an explanation.

Seeing Sun Jinchen, all the ghosts became emotional, wishing to step forward and tear each other apart.

Fang Zhan threw out a spacer, which turned into a transparent wall to isolate the ghosts from the garage. "Everyone, don't get excited. Sun Jinchen has been controlled by me. Some things still need to be interrogated. You can't touch him. When everything is clear, we will give you justice."

Ghost Gate is bent on revenge, so it doesn't make sense to hear such words, and it still keeps rushing into the garage.Fang Zhan is a man of action and has always been slow to speak. Now that the situation is chaotic, he doesn't know what to do.

Fang Zhan guessed that there was something wrong with Li Mobai, and wanted to make a call to ask about it, only to realize that the other party didn't use a mobile phone.Fang Zhan used the technique of sound transmission for thousands of miles, the voice over there was chaotic, and what Li Mobai said could not be heard clearly.In the midst of the noise, he heard the screams of the little junior sister strangely.

Fang Zhan was even more anxious.

At this time, Ji Mingyuan called, and Ye Lin also had a problem.

"Do you know what's going on with Xiaobai? I can't get in touch with him." Ji Mingyuan said anxiously.

"The spirit puppet technique is fully solved, it should be because the formation is messed up. I just contacted Li Daoyou, and he is in a mess. He should be dealing with this matter." Fang Zhan prayed in his heart, but he must not be his little junior sister. trouble.

While speaking, the ghosts outside suddenly stopped hitting and rushed in the opposite direction.

"The ghost has changed again. I'll go and have a look. You stay where you are and wait for news from us." After speaking, Fang Zhan hung up the phone.

"It's Xiaolin, let me go, it's Xiaolin!" Sun Jinchen, who had been honest for a long time, suddenly shouted.

The ghosts of Zichen have supported Ye Lin with their souls for many years, and their resentment towards her is even greater than that of Sun Jinchen, the mastermind behind the scenes.

When Ye Lin was killed by Hao Chenglin, what she cared most about was her husband.Therefore, after her soul awakened, she returned home immediately, but what greeted her was irrational colleagues and monstrous hatred.

Just as Ye Lin walked into her courtyard, she was surrounded by demented ghosts, who pressed the ground and began to bite.

"She doesn't know anything, come and hit me, come and bite me, let her go!" Sun Jinchen cried.

Fang Zhan withdrew the isolation spell, Ye Lin was really innocent, if Zichen ghosts must take revenge, it's better for them to bite Sun Jinchen.

However, Sun Jinchen was not ghosted.

Fang Zhan stepped forward to stop them, but he was afraid of hurting all the ghosts, so he had to pick them up one by one and throw them out.

Ye Lin was beaten into a very embarrassing situation, her shadow had already faded, but she still tried hard to raise her head, wanting to know what happened.

With a "bang", Sun Jinchen broke through the spell and spit out a mouthful of blood.Sun Jinchen ignored his injuries, and threw the blood drawn talisman at the ghosts, reciting the mantra of offering sacrifices.

The chaotic group of ghosts was pinned down, and the ghosts who were vicious just now all had blank expressions.

Sun Jinchen rushed to the ghost center, carried Ye Lin's weak soul back to the garage, and shouted at Fang Zhan: "Separator, hurry up, I can't hold on for long." After speaking, he continued to vomit blood.

Fang Zhan threw out a spacer and locked Sun Jinchen and his wife in the garage.Immediately, the ban on the ghosts was lifted, and they started banging on the door frantically again.

A group of ghosts who died tragically couldn't be beaten, they wouldn't listen to reason, they couldn't save themselves, Fang Zhan was bald with worry.

However, one wave was not over, and another wave rose again, and the army of the Hundred Ghosts approached downstairs.Fang Zhan began to think about whether to tie up the little junior sister or hang him up and beat him after returning home.

The Hundred Ghosts rushed to the garage and counted the number of ghosts. Fang Zhan felt that his spacer might not be strong enough, and he still had five in his pocket, so he didn't know if it was enough.

However, these ghosts from the ghost city didn't aim to hit the door. When they approached the garage, this group of ghosts and Zichen's ghosts got into a fight.

The helper Sun Jinchen called?Fang Zhan looked at Sun Jinchen and found him and Ye Lin lying on the ground, both unconscious.

"You're going to help!" Outside the villa, Jingxu said, patting his teammate's butt.

"I just finished running [-] kilometers with a load, and I'm tired." Phi Ma Sanren said calmly.

"Hmph, puffiness." Master Jingxu snatched the cattail fan from the opponent, climbed over the courtyard wall and threw it in.

Fang Zhan in the courtyard was watching the ghosts fighting, and he couldn't do anything to mediate.I saw a big cattail fan flying in the air and inserting it into the middle of the fighting ghosts, and slapped it "papa".Fan one by one, dare to come back and continue fanning, after a while, the group of fighting ghosts will be honest.

Fang Zhan: ...Sure enough, I am still too gentle.

"Fang Xiaoyou, you are too gentle," Fang Zhan followed the prestige, and saw the real Jingxu who was hugged by the Princess Sanren at the gate of the courtyard, "These little ghosts are just like my friend, they don't fight for three days, and they are so fat that they are panting. "After speaking, he slapped the other party's buttocks again.

The man in hemp was touched along the way, and he retracted his fan with a blank expression.

"Tell me, why did you fight?" Daoist Jingxu asked the ghosts.

"They did it first." Said the ghost from the Zichen camp.

"They hit the dean first." The Hundred Ghosts Group's position was as such.

"Sun Jinchen killed us first." Zichen ghost said again.

"Dean Sun saved us first." The ghosts of the Hundred Ghosts said.

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight again, Master Jingxu grabbed the cattail fan again and inserted it between the two sides. "Okay, needless to say, it turns out that the conflict is so simple." Master Jingxu said, "Listen to me, take a break, stand at attention, and don't move anyone!"

In the apartment, Ji Mingyuan followed Ye Lin to Sun's residence through the mirror image. Seeing the riot of ghosts, he was anxious and didn't know what happened to Xiaobai.

Li Mobai's side was very lively.

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Fang Zheng easily broke the formation with the word "receive", and all the dead ghosts in the jar rushed out without their restraints. The green scene made Fang startled and sat down on the ground.

The eight evil spirits were nothing to Li Mobai, but the problem was that the eight Yazi on the wall also came alive, and they all rushed at Li Mobai, biting with their mouths open.No matter how powerful Li Mobai was, he was no match for 32 fists, and was beaten for a long time.

"Fang Zheng, you should put Di back!" Li Mobai took the time to shout.

"Oh, yes, put it back." Fang Zheng pulled out his limited IQ from the stunned state, opened the crystal ball, and put the 聻 back in place.

no response.

"Light it up?" Li Mobai said.

"I don't have a lighter." Fang Zheng said.

"It's not that kind of fire, use spells!" Li Mobai growled.

"How did you draw the ignition talisman?" The situation was also critical, and the talisman that she couldn't draw well at ordinary times suddenly appeared in her mind very clearly.

Fang Zheng grabbed a piece of paper, which was a bit thick, like a dozen.Forget it, never mind, Fang Zheng bit his fingertips, drew an ignition symbol, and threw it on Di's body.

The world was instantly quiet, the grievance returned to its place, and the resentful ghost went back into the jar.

In the Sun's house in the distance, Zichen's ghosts lined up quietly in front of the garage door.The ghost town was restored, and the Hundred Ghosts retreated home in an orderly manner.

When the situation stabilized, Fang Zhan asked Li Mobai's current situation through voice transmission immediately.Before I could say a few words, I heard my junior sister screaming heart-piercingly: "Ahhhhhhhh! My homework!!!!!!"

The author has something to say: Li Mobai: There are too many ghosts, what should I do if I can't beat them?

Fang Zheng: Don't be afraid, I have a magic weapon!

Li Mobai: What kind of magic weapon?

Fang Zheng: Five years of college entrance examination, three years of simulation!

Li Mobai: Wow, this is a magical weapon that created the world!

Ji Mingyuan: What about me, what about me?