Chapter 429
"The mud baby repays the favor." Brother Gongzi replied while chewing peanuts.

From time to time, because of the performance on the stage, I would clap my hands excitedly and applaud loudly: "Good! Good——"

"Are you new here? You don't even know about this." Brother Gongzi was puzzled.

Wan An sneered: "He's a newcomer, and he's not very proficient in business yet."

"Come on, let me tell you, I've watched this scene eight times." Brother Young Master waved his hand, motioning Wan An to sit down.

He leaned on the table and leaned closer to murmur: "Your clay troupe master made up this scene himself. It's about a family of clay babies who encountered a natural disaster. There was no one there. Finally, I found out that this old house was occupied by a group of spirits.

Mud Boy and the others are naturally afraid of spirits. Just as they were thinking of driving away the spirits, they met refugees who wanted to occupy the house, and it was the spirits who drove the refugees away. Because of the existence of these spirits, as long as they hide in the house, they will The harm of this natural disaster can be avoided.

Therefore, even though they knew about the existence of spirits, the Niwa family never put forward the idea of ​​driving away the spirits. The two parties just did not meet each other and lived together under the same roof. After the natural disaster passed, the ancestral hall was built, and the ancestors worshiped the ghosts for generations to repay their kindness. "

"Could it be that Shuqiu is hidden in this story?" Wan'an thought seriously about what the doll said.

Brother Young Master knocked on the table with his fingers: "My mouth is dry, pour some more."

"Okay!" Wan An responded, lifted the pot and dumped it.

Accompanied by the gurgling water, Wan'an's vision towards the stage became increasingly blurred.

As soon as the screen changed, Wan'an found himself in another place.

In a bedroom, before she could see her surroundings clearly, the quilt on the bed rushed towards her, followed by the pillow, stuffing her mouth and nose.

Wan An struggled to pull the pillow away, and crawled out from under the quilt. All the decorations in the room became conscious, floating in mid-air, and they were very hostile to her.

Turning over the pen container on the desk, the utility knife and the scissors aimed at Wan An's face and stabbed quickly.

Wan An turned around in panic, opened the bedroom door and hid.

The utility knife and scissors also pierced through the door heavily, and the sharp blades shone coldly.

"Cuihua, don't be stupid, run away!" A shout came from the living room, Wan'an turned around and saw that face similar to a clay doll, it was the leader of the clay class.

He was carrying a bag, dragging his family with him, followed by a woman and a boy by the hand, waving at Wan'an and urging: "Cuihua, follow quickly."

During the speech, Squad Leader Ni took his family and ran out of the house.

The furniture and objects in the room were floating in the air, attacking them as the masters.

It wasn't until the group of people were driven out of the house that the shadows of these furniture and objects stopped chasing and killing.

The gate of the yard automatically closed with a "bang" and was locked, as a way of denying the entry of humans.

"What's the matter?" Mrs. Ni hugged her son and looked at the closed courtyard door, thinking that she couldn't go back home, tears filled her eyes.

"What can we do? In every household, every moving thing is possessed by spirits, screaming and killing the master." The master of the mud class, whose black hair was half gray, fell to the ground in despair.

"But we can't stay outside all the time. When the radiation comes after us, only the inside of the house will be safe." Mrs. Mud cried.

The leader of the mud group grabbed his hair, anxious: "I don't want to find a safe place. Now there is radiation outside the house, but the house is safe. Those awakened energies control the whole house, and they will kill humans when they see them."

"This is God's death for us!" Mrs. Ni broke down and cried while hugging her son, "You said you were living a good life, so why did such a thing happen!"

(End of this chapter)

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