Horror: There is joy in the opening of the coffin, and the ball is brought to the end

Chapter 342 Real and Fake Children (38)

When I turned around, the three of them had disappeared.

"Ruirui!" Grandma shouted, her legs went weak and she fainted.

At this time, all the villagers ran in one after another. "Where is the blood-eating monster?"

Grandpa was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. "The blood-eating monster captured our Ruirui, and my grandson-in-law chased him."

"This blood-eating monster is so arrogant that it actually set its sights on the Yin-Yang clan of the Hua family."

"Uncle Ye, don't worry too much, with your grandson-in-law protecting Ruirui, everything will be fine!"

"Yes, hasn't Master He been looking for the blood-eating demon monster these days? This time he threw himself into a trap, which is a good opportunity to capture him."

The villagers are relatively optimistic about this matter, and I am happy to see them have such a good attitude, so as not to cause trouble by interfering indiscriminately.

What I have to do now is to find the tailor's ruler as soon as possible, then find them, and let He Kaifeng use the wooden ruler to deal with the blood-eating monster.

Thinking about the countermeasures, I advise the villagers to go home quickly. They can’t help much anyway. For your own safety and the safety of your family, hang up the gossip mirror, close the doors and windows, and don’t go out no matter you hear any noise.

The villagers listened to my advice and did as I asked. They dispersed and ran back home.

After settling my grandparents, I ran to the chicken coop to look for the red wooden ruler. There was a lot of chicken droppings in the chicken coop and the smell was unpleasant. I finally found the red wooden ruler in the corner. I took it and put it under the faucet and rinsed it several times.

I know that once the holy tools used to deal with evil are stained with filth, they will lose their effectiveness in combating evil.

I don’t know if it can still be used after cleaning it?
I put the mahogany tailor ruler in my practice bag and carried it on my back. Standing in the yard with my eyes closed, I tried to calm my heart and feel He Kaifeng with my heart.

I am brewing the spiritual power of teleportation. I heard He Kaifeng say that it is extremely difficult for humans to learn instant teleportation. Even Hualong's teleportation distance is not too large. It is surprising that someone with my qualifications can actually use it. his imagination.

But I didn't tell him that my teleportation would only work when I was thinking of him, and the place I could transfer could only be his position.

It was relatively simple for me to just think about He Kaifeng, but in an instant, I already felt a slight stinging sensation on my face due to the air flow.

When the wind stopped and I opened my eyes, I was already in the woods at the back of the mountain.

And the three people in front of me, oh no, to be precise, the three of them are not human beings. They are standing in a circle, neither fighting nor arguing, staring at each other with big eyes.

I was puzzled, so I ran over and took a look, only to find that there were two identical Rui Rui wearing the skin of the blood-eating demon.

Seeing me appear, the two "little monsters" stretched out their green claws and rushed towards me in unison, "Mom, I am Ruirui."

The greater momentum caused me to take several steps back. He Kaifeng dodged behind me and stopped me to support me.

"Recognize it quickly? Anyway, I can't recognize it." He Kaifeng glanced at the two little monsters in turn, admitting that he was powerless for the first time.

I looked down at the two little monsters: skinny green claws, long gray-black nails, dry and rough green skin, a rugged and skinny body, sparse green hair, two exposed fangs, and they were wearing Wearing exactly the same green sweater, even the way he looks at me is like a pitiful little innocent person begging for a hug.

This blood-eating monster is so cunning!
I bit my lip, thinking about how to identify Zhen Ruirui, and an idea flashed across my mind.

I suddenly shouted to them nervously: "Song Ning, your father Song Qingfeng is here, right behind you."

(End of this chapter)