Please, This is a Scary World

　　"How are you?" Fang Ming asked with concern.

　　The next moment, Chen Rou's status message suddenly appeared in front of him.

　　[Severe injuries: two internal injuries, one knife injury]

　　[Treatment methods for internal injuries: a sprig of ghost crying vine, a nerve that curses the giant skull, a piece of Ye Ning cry stomach naan... Twelve kinds of materials are refined into a bowl of thick soup with Yin fire, and taken for three consecutive days, recover gradually]

　　[Treatment of knife wounds: Night gel, blood of a hundred hands, mashed ghost gall eyes, stir well and freeze into a bowl, after it becomes a paste, apply it to the knife wound, it can be cured]

　　"It was so badly injured!"

　　Fang Ming was shocked.

　　This is the function of primary care.

　　He had only used it on Qian Cheng once before, and then he knew that it would take flesh and blood to help Qian Cheng put on a prosthesis.

　　It's just that I didn't expect to see Chen Rou triggering automatically this time, but one can imagine how serious Chen Rou's injury has become.

　　No wonder Fang Ming has always felt that since she came out of the sea of ​​​​blood, her strange strength seems to be much worse. It turned out that she had been seriously injured once that day.

　　As a result, she suffered two serious injuries today, and being able to bring them all to the fifth floor would have exhausted all her strength.

　　Fang Ming just thought, the sea of ​​blood transformed by Chen Rou suddenly collapsed.

　　Everyone rolled out of the sea of ​​blood, and Chen Rou also fell to the ground.

　　Fortunately, a knife guard on the fifth floor stopped all the little paper figurines flying like snowflakes.

　　At this time, everyone also collapsed at the entrance of the corridor on the fifth floor, and it happened to see the ghost babies full of corridors, all of them lying on the ground weakly.

　　The ghost babies were already injured when the spiritual body of the longevity card was shattered by the sound of the suona.

　　Fang Ming could see their condition almost at a glance, just as he saw Chen Rou's injured condition just now.

　　"call…"

　　But he breathed a sigh of relief.

　　Because these ghost babies are weak, but none of them are dead, it means that Wang Qinghe must also be alive.

　　This is undoubtedly good news.

　　Fang Ming quickly got up from the ground and helped Chen Rou up.

　　Chen Rou's face was weak, and she said weakly: "Quick, bring everyone into the house, and take all the children in, this is the fifth floor, the seal of the residential building is enough to help us block for a while, as long as the existences upstairs can take action, Okay."

　　When everyone heard it, they hurriedly picked up the ghost babies from the ground and ran to them. Xiao Hei was the most efficient. He directly separated out [-] dark little people and started to "pick up children" in the corridor.

　　The speed of the others was not slow either. Red Doudou put a speed talisman on himself, and his body speed immediately increased several times.The whole person is like a gust of wind, running in and out of the corridor.

　　Wang Jiaojiao, her dog, and Zhang Mang, are also trying their best to carry the ghost babies in the corridor into the room quickly, and the speed is not slower than Hongdoudou.

　　And Qian Cheng also seemed to be enlightened suddenly, remembering what Fang Ming taught him on the third floor last time.

　　He hurriedly walked to the edge of the stairs, and when he moved his feet, a layer of white frost immediately spread from under his feet to the bottom.

　　Seeing this, Fang Ming, who was supporting Chen Rou with Xiaoxue, glanced at him in surprise, and then immediately showed an expression of approval.

　　If it weren't for the emergency at this time, Fang Ming would have to say a few words to Qian Cheng.

　　Soon, hundreds of ghost babies in the corridor were all carried into the room.

　　Qian Cheng's frost also spread to the fourth floor.

　　The sound of gongs and suonas could be heard from downstairs.

　　There were also bursts of screeching cries.

　　The sound is from far to near.

　　Terrifying.

　　Fang Ming finally saw the whole picture of the funeral procession.

　　The road-opening paper figures and the gong paper figures are all level 40.

　　The two paper figurines playing suona reached level 48.

　　The mourning paper people are also miscellaneous, but the lowest level is 35.

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　　As for the coffin-carrying paper figurines at the back, they are all level 45 existences.

　　The two paper figurines who threw paper money on both sides of the blood coffin were all level 52.

　　Everyone's information panels are all the same, and the characteristics are all "the coffin is immortal, and the paper figurine is immortal".

　　Fang Ming's face suddenly changed, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes, because he saw the paper figure who looked exactly like Wang Qinghe among the mourning paper figures.

　　"Brother Qinghe!" He couldn't help exclaiming.

　　Unexpectedly, this exclamation directly alarmed the paper figurine who was on the stairs on the third floor.

　　"brush!"

　　All the paper figurines salvoed their gazes on Fang Ming.

　　Fang Ming only felt a piercing coldness rising from the bottom of his heart, as if it would freeze him.

　　But it was only for a moment, the effect of affinity and peace of mind rose, Fang Ming suddenly felt a warm current rise from the body, and the stiffness in the body disappeared immediately.

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　　"Huh?" Suddenly there was a sound of surprise from the blood coffin.

　　The next moment, the sound of gongs and suonas sounded in unison, and the cry was even more painful.

　　Countless paper money was scattered on the ground, turned into paper figures and flew up, rushed up to the fourth floor like a gust of wind, and attacked the guards on the fifth floor.

　　For a time, the knife light and the paper figurine flew up and down in the air, either the knife light disappeared, or the paper figurine cried.

　　Seeing this, Chen Rou immediately shouted with a pale face: "Quick, go back to the house."

　　"it is good!"

　　Fang Ming agreed, and quickly followed Xiaoxue to help her rush in, and the others rushed in as well.

　　"boom!"

　　Fang Ming closed the door tightly.

　　"Lock it!" Chen Rou shouted.

　　Fang Ming quickly secured the door.

　　At this time, the room was already crowded, and there were ghost babies and those strange little coffins almost everywhere.

　　The place where everyone settled was in the gaps between the small plates.

　　But no one cared about it at this point.

　　Everyone stared at the door, holding their breath, listening to the sound of suona, beating gongs and crying from far to near, and finally stopped at the door incomparably harsh.

　　"Yin God borrows the way, the evil ghost avoids!"

　　The paper man's voice sounded at the door.

　　Immediately afterwards, a "bang" was heard.

　　Something heavy was parked at the door.

　　It seems... it's the blood coffin.

　　For a moment, all the voices outside the door stopped abruptly.

　　Inside the door, everyone tensed up.

　　(ps: My parents have gone to see a doctor in the past two days. My sister and I are the only ones at home. We have to take the child to cook for her and help her with her homework. So I didn’t keep up with the update. I will try my best to make it up tomorrow.)

Chapter 112

　　"Pass~ pass~ pass~"

　　The room was very quiet.

　　A rapid heartbeat sounded like a slight drum beat.

　　There are two living people, Fang Ming and Hongdoudou.

　　With a peaceful mind, Fang Ming's mood will not fluctuate so quickly.

　　Therefore, the heartbeat can only be made by Red Doudou.

　　Fang Ming turned his head and saw the pale red Doudou.

　　At this moment, she was holding a stack of talisman paper in her hand, looking at the door nervously.

　　Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Hongdoudou said in a low voice embarrassedly, "I...I'm nervous."

　　Everyone didn't blame her. After nodding, their eyes turned to the door again.

　　There was still no sound outside the door.

　　After the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground just now, there was no more sound.

　　It's just that everyone can feel that the strange cold air is constantly filling in from the outside.

　　The more quiet it is, the more dangerous it is.

　　The tranquility before the storm, everyone knows this.

　　Wang Jiaojiao gently pulled Fang Ming's sleeve from behind, Fang Ming turned his head in confusion.

　　"Brother, Chen Rou said just now that outside is... taboo?"

　　Fang Ming nodded when he heard the words, as if he had heard Chen Rou say that outside is taboo.

　　However, the situation was urgent, and he hadn't had time to ask.

　　Now Chen Rou is almost in a coma, and is being held in Xiaoxue's arms.

　　Even if the desire to kill and the obsession are still very clear in consciousness, there is no way to maintain the weakness of the body.