"Paper people?"

   Looking at the "mother" Wuhuo turned into fly ash, Lin Soul put away the shadow double.

   He glanced at the food on the table.

   found that these foods have changed.

  Wotou and pickles became rotten objects covered in mildew.

   The fragrant stew has not changed much, but it has become a stewed human hand in form.

   "…………"

   Silently looked at this hand that was only the size of a child, Lin Soul's expression was gloomy.

   He didn't know where this manpower came from.

   But he knows that the trickery in this village is definitely very cruel.

   Cooking the human body and feeding it to humans.

   Such a malicious act is full of twisted malice.

   bang bang bang!

   While thinking, the door of the room was knocked suddenly, and a rude voice rang.

   "Aunt Lin, what is so fragrant, can I come in and have a look?"

   The sound of the sound outside the door was very energetic. After only two shots, the closed door made a creaking sound, as if it would collapse in the next second.

   found such a soul of forest, and just wanted to open the door when he came to the door, there was a hint of future vision in his eyes.

   [You opened the door, and your killing of the paper man’s mother was exposed. You are about to usher in the chase of the paper man in the village. 】

   "…………"

   Seeing this prompt, Lin Soul put down his hand that had been raised.

   Although it didn't take much effort to kill the paper man's mother, Lin Hun didn't think all the paper men in this village were so weak.

   And it was only one day before the mission started on July 15th.

   But he didn't want to cause too many troubles when the mission officially started.

   bang bang bang!

   didn't know if he had noticed the existence of Lin Soul.

   The knocking outside the door became more intense.

   But the quality of the door is unexpectedly strong. After being photographed so many times, there is no sign of collapse.

   The owner of the sound outside the door seemed to have noticed something, and gradually stopped the act of patting the door.

   As the knock on the door stopped.

   For a while, the scene fell into silence.

   Inside the house, Lin Hun stood there silently.

   Outside the door, a figure stood stiff in the doorway, motionless against the crack of the door. .

   For a while, the scene fell into a stalemate.

   Time passed by every minute.

  The forest soul did not move.

   There has been no movement outside the door.

   But in Lin Hun's ears, a voice kept murmuring.

   "The soul child is inside々々~"

   "Why is the soul son alone in it."

   "Why is the soul son mother gone?"

   "Hun Zi Niang also made delicious new stewed meat."

   "Why don't the soul son eat meat?"

   "Why doesn't the soul son move?"

   "The taste of the soul child is very good, I don't know how it tastes?"

   "No! I'm going to the grave in one day, and I will leave him to the ancestors to eat!"

   "But smelling his humanity is really charming."

   "…………"

   Listening to this murmur full of desire and greed, Lin Hun sighed for a long time. He looked through the crack of the door, looked at the crack of the door, and stared at his own eyes for a long time, and moved his neck.

   "Sure enough... I'm still having a bad temper."

   A thought moved.

   The pitch-black shadow spread from under the feet like lightning, and instantly flowed out of the door along the crack of the door.

  The black shadow surged, and the grinning shadow body stood up from behind the figure outside the door, and lightly nodded his shoulder.

   "Huh? What are you? No, don't...Ah!"

   turned his head and saw the shadow substitute behind him, the middle-aged man-like paper figure twitched and let out a scream of fear.

   With this desperate scream, the world was instantly quiet.

  The black shadow returned, and a small crystal of grievance popped out of the black shadow.

   reached out his hand to catch the crystal and put it in his pocket.

   Soul Lin turned around and poured the "food" from the table into the stove, then opened the door of the room.

   "Let’s take the initiative."

   The sky outside has darkened.

   Through the dull light, Lin Soul saw a cloud of dark embers on the ground.

   picked up the broom and dustpan placed at the door of the room, Lin Hun swept the embers on the ground into the dustpan and threw it into the hut.

   "The garbage should go where the garbage should go."

   patted the remaining paper dust off the dustpan on the wall, Lin Soul said indifferently.

   "Aunt Lin, are you there?"

   At this time, a shout came from outside the door.

   Lin Hun looked up and found a paper man with a turban standing at the door of his yard.

   Judging from the five senses drawn by the paper man, the paper man should be a woman.

   At this time, she was lying at the door, constantly looking into the courtyard.

   "What can you do with my mother?"

   threw down the tool of crime in his hand, Lin Hun clapped his hands, and walked out of the hut calmly.

   "Hunzi, did you see your Uncle Zhou? He seemed to come to your house just now."

   There was a vivid worried look on the face of the paper-man woman's brush painting.

  ".〃Uncle Zhou?"

   Hearing the words of the paper man woman, Lin Hun thought of the paper man who had just been killed by himself.

   If nothing else, this product should be that Uncle Zhou.

   "I didn't see it, you can look for it elsewhere."

   Lin Soul waved his hand, saying that he hadn't seen it at all.

   "No, he clearly found it after the smell of meat, how could he not be there? Hunzi, call your mother out, and I will ask her."

   The paper man and woman did not leave honestly, but clung to the soul of the forest like a dog skin plaster.

   "He is asleep."

   Facing the entanglement of the paper man woman, Lin Soul flashed a cold light in his eyes.

   killed the paper man surnamed Zhou, he found that he seemed a little too cautious.

   The paper people in this village don't seem to be as strong as he thought.

   With his strength, it is not impossible to kill these guys.

   "Then I will go in and see..."

 (了得好)  The paper woman said she was about to walk into the yard, but it was a palm surrounded by intense heat radiation that suddenly stretched out and grabbed his head.

   "You have a lot of nonsense."

   Looking at the struggling paper-man woman caught by herself, Lin Hun's expression was a bit stubborn.

   "How many times have I told you that he is not here, why don't you just get out of it?"

  The power of the indestructible grip surged, and green smoke gradually appeared where the paper man and the palm of the hand touched, and wisps of flames lit up from the face of the paper man woman.

   "Actually I don't like violence, why do you always make me handsome?"

   The palm of his hand suddenly pressed hard, and the power of the Immortal Grip burst out.

   The head of the paper-man woman was directly ignited by the power of the Indestructible Grip and turned into a fireball.

  The flame spreads.

   quickly lit the whole body of the paper man.

   In the rising flame.

   A series of pale figures appeared in the darkness. .

Chapter 70:

   "The soul son is murdering!"

   "Hunzi killed Zhou's sister-in-law!"

   "You must kill someone!"

   "Kill the soul son and pay Zhou's sister-in-law!"

  The pale paper people are old and young, all wearing paper clothes, with angry expressions painted on their faces, pointing at the forest soul in front of the flames.

"Ha ha."

   Looking at the appearance of these paper people, Lin Soul came up with a noun in his mind, stern inwardly.

   These paper people clamored for his life one by one.

   But none of them dared to come up with him.

It is clear.

   These paper men also realized that he was not easy to mess with, so they could only slap in the mouth.

   Crackling!

  The burning woman paper man gradually burned to ashes.

   A small crystal of resentment appeared in the ashes.

   Soul Lin raised his hand to pick up the crystal, and looked up at the paper people around him about to move.

   looks a little inexplicable.

   These paper people hesitated just now when they clamored.

   But after seeing the crystals of grievance, one by one seemed to be beaten with blood, and his eyes gleamed.

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