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- I didn't make a move right away, because I wanted to see what the hell he was up to, and what other secrets he had.
I came to Yuan's Yin and Yang House suddenly, without preparation in advance, and without any warning, what happened here at this moment, it should not be Zhang Er who was preparing to deal with me
Now I didn't make a move, and he didn't make a move. It seemed that everything was normal, which meant that Zhang Er wanted me to see it?
I was highly concentrated, thinking and judging rapidly in my mind.
Just at this moment, there was another rustling sound, and paper bundles fell down from the beams of the house!
There are a lot of paper bundles, but they are smaller than normal paper bundles, and they are all "people" lying on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, another slightly larger piece of paper fell down, this is a boat!
And on top of the paper boat, there is another paper man, this paper man is wearing a green linen gown, with hemp rope wrapped around his shoulders, this is actually a corpse hunter? !
The sharp singing voice suddenly and faintly sounded from the stands.
"A fetus in a river, a child born from yin, is born with a yin and yang destiny."
"The person who retrieved the corpse, the birth of the yin, started from the lower nine streams." The next moment, the paper pierced man moved
The paper-made figures on the boat waved their arms, while those lying on the ground were trembling and struggling.
This scene is very abstract.
However, it can be seen that this should reflect that the corpse hunter is picking up the corpse.
At the beginning, the old man who stole his life put on the stage, and the opera sung by the paper prick people was about stealing his life.
?What is sung in this song is that the man who picks up the corpse picks up the yin, and the previous sentence still says that he is born with yin and yang fate? !
The yin and yang fate he mentionedreferring to Li Yinyang? !
When I was startled, my pupils constricted even more. Could it be that Zhang Er used paper to prick people and sing opera, trying to interpret Li Yinyang's life?
But how could he know what Li Yinyang's life was like?
When I thought of this, my heart suddenly became more concentrated.
Turning my head, I looked at the two chairs in the main room
I suddenly knew why Zhang Er allowed so many old people to stay, and he was able to set up a stage.
He must have not controlled He Zhi, nor moved Li Yinyang's body.
This stage is his solution!
?People have obsessions in death, Li Yinyang's obsession is the family, and he has only evil thoughts, and the root of the hateful thoughts is the family.
In addition, He Zhi, although it has become a murderer, but He Zhi's obsession must also be Li Yinyang.
It is true that she protects Yuan's yin and yang house, but she will not reject Zhang Er's behavior, which is to repeat their life.
It's just that whether you don't refuse or refuse doesn't mean that Zhang Er can do anything to them.
At this time, the grand master's chair is still empty, which can explain this point.
I can still stand here alive, which also proves this point.
Because if Zhang Er really moved Li Yinyang's corpse and controlled He Zhi, I would be dead by now!
The rustling sound came again, and I turned my head again.
I know that Zhang Er is looking for opportunities for the purpose of singing with the paper tie. Although I am eager to know about Li Yinyang's life, I know better that I have to interrupt Zhang Er now!
I suddenly raised my hand to pull out the Guillotine Knife from my waist!
But just at this moment, among the old people sitting beside me, suddenly two people stretched out their hands at the same time, one held down my left hand, and the other held down my right hand!
Their movements were too fast, and my attention was all on the stage just now, so I didn't react.
I failed to pull out the Guillotine Knife, suddenly, a woman's voice came out of one of the old people's mouth.
"Listen to the play!"
Suddenly big cold sweat broke out on my forehead.
The other old man also stared at me indifferently, but he didn't speak or do anything else.
More importantly, their hands did not touch Guillotine Knife.
They must have bumped into each other I just don't know if Zhang Er did it, or if the voice came from another "person".
I wanted to move, but my hands were pinned down and I couldn't move at all.
And at this moment, at least half of the old people raised their heads almost at the same time and looked at me with dark eyes.
Shadowy, murderous, fierce!
The temperature in the yard suddenly dropped to freezing point.
I haven't felt the fear rising from the bottom of my heart for a long time, thisI almost forgot to breathe because of the fear
"Listen to the show well." The old man said again abruptly.
His eyes turned to the stage, and the eyes of the rest of the audience also looked back, and I didn't dare to move.
This is definitely not something that Zhang Er can do!
Similarly, my gaze also went to the stage, and at this moment the paper bundles moved again.
All the paper bundles lying on the ground were all on the corpse boat, and the next moment, with a rustling sound, all the paper bundles were dragged onto the beams again.
The next moment, another row of paper bundles fell down.
There were about a dozen paper-wrapped people, all holding a small paper-wrapped baby in their hands. They were clearly women who had just given birth, and they all knelt on the ground.
Standing among them was a paper man wearing a green linen gown, wrapped with hemp rope, but with a large wooden box straddling his waist. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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