Please, this is a world of horror

Chapter 115 What a bullshit yin god.

“Hmmm!”

Red Beanie said yes and went straight to the door.

After taking a deep breath, a handful of bright yellow rune paper was slapped on the top of the gate. Then, her handprint changed, and she silently chanted the incantation in her heart, and flicked it on the rune paper.

“Zheng ~” A reverberation sounded, and a faint glow emanated from the bright yellow rune paper.

“Woohoo” Woohoo

“Open the door.”

The cries outside the door suddenly became louder. It was as if the door had been opened. The sound is so close.

The spirit of everyone in the room was shocked, and Fang Ming raised his hand to signal everyone to silence. Then he walked slowly to the door.

First he turned his head to look at Wang Qinghe, who was kneeling among the paper men and crying, and then turned his gaze to the blood coffin. He calmed himself down, and a smile appeared on his face.

This smile can only be seen by himself.

“Cough cough…”

Fang Ming cleared his throat.

Under the action of the transmission note, the sound spreads directly inside the corridor. All the crying paper men were stunned.

“Brush!”

The next moment, the eyes of the paper people all turned around, staring at Fang Ming deadly, as if they could see through the door and the wall, and see the Fang Ming inside.

However, Fang Ming was not frightened, and at this time he had adjusted his mentality.

It’s just being stared at by a group of identical looking, expressionless paper people who are resentful and vicious, what is this? The others behind Fang Ming were all nervous.

Xiao Xue had already carried Chen Rou to a distance of 730, but seeing Fang Ming being stared at by a group of paper people, her nervous hair was still flying.

Wang Jiaojiao and Hongdoudou stood together, and both of them couldn’t help but clench their fists. Qian Cheng and Zhang Mang directly burst into a state of battle.

Fang Ming glanced back at everyone and waved his hand to indicate that it was all right. Then he reached out and knocked on the door.

“Bang Bang Bang”

Knocks on the door rang out inside and outside the door.

The whole corridor became dead silent, and even with the blood coffin, it seemed to tremble slightly.

Fang Mingjian had already attracted attention and said to the note, “Friends outside the door, can you hear it?” ”

Paper Man: “…..”

2 Blood Coffins: “.”

Seeing that there was no response outside the door, Fang Ming laughed again.

Just now he had already seen that none of these paper people had any mood changes. There is no difference at all from ordinary outsiders.

It can even be said to be more wooden.

Or rather, they didn’t have a trace of their own thoughts at all, they were all controlled by the forbidden existence in the blood coffin, and even the paper man that Wang Qinghe had turned into did not have any fluctuations.

The reason why they were all staring at the door was not that they were looking. It’s just the presence inside the blood coffin that is watching.

Fang Ming looked at the blood coffin and opened his mouth again.

“I have friends from afar, and I am very happy.”

“But when you’re all at our doorstep, won’t you come out to meet us?”

“It’s not like visiting someone.”

“You are like this, I can’t open the door and let you in.”

Fang Ming’s tone was very plain, as if he was really talking to a guest who came to visit. The people in the room felt a little strange for a while, but they felt as if this was normal. Outside the door, after hearing the words, all the paper people were stunned.

Immediately afterward, the eyes of these paper people all turned blood red. As if provoked, they all stood up from the ground.

Then one by one, they walked to the door and began to squeeze hard into the door. Even the paper skins on their bodies were squeezed out.

At the same time, their mouths are constantly roaring.

“Yin gods are mighty, and they cannot be desecrated!”

“Yin gods are mighty, and they cannot be desecrated!”

“Yin gods are mighty, and they cannot be desecrated!”

A powerful sense of power constantly seeped in from the outside, and many dense black runes were directly pressed out of the walls and doors, and the entire wall and the gate were squeezed into the sunken.

It seems that the next moment, these paper people outside the door will break in. Fortunately, the seal of the residential building is not so fragile.

Even so, there is no trace of it about to break.

This actually made Fang Ming and the others slightly relieved and put their minds at ease.

“Poof~” Suddenly, the paper man at the front was squeezed.

The paper man’s body was directly squeezed into pieces, turning into a white paper flower in the sky, floating in the corridor.

However, this is only the beginning, more and more paper people are being squeezed, constantly making a slight popping sound of “poof” at the door, but the force squeezed inside the door is getting bigger and bigger.

The degree of depression even reached more than a meter.

Fang Ming had to stand back. Looking at the increasingly crazy paper people, Fang Ming’s eyes showed a glimmer of light.

“Yin gods are mighty, and they are not allowed to be desecrated?”

“Obviously, it is taboo, so why does he always call himself a yin god?”

“From my experience reading a lot of novels, there are only two possibilities for those who generally call themselves gods.”

“Either that’s the kind of person who pretends to be forced and wants to show that he is superior.”

“Or they have been humiliated and want to cover up their humble past by their titles.”

“From now on, he’s angry just because I said a few random words.”

“Then I can basically determine his identity.”

“If you like to pretend to be forced, you will definitely not be angry because of this, because it will reduce the pressure.”

“Therefore, the existence in the blood coffin must be the second kind!”

“He is extremely sensitive in his heart, and even in the past he was very humble, so now that he is strong, he wants to make others fear him, even fear him.”

“If that’s the case, it’s actually a weakness.”

Fang Ming thought like this, and gradually had an idea in his heart.

He avoided the recessed position of the gate, walked to the note and deliberately said in a relaxed tone, with disrespect: “Hey, have you hit enough?” ”

The paper people outside the door moved in unison. But then it became even crazier.

Fang Ming sneered in his heart and secretly displayed his special skills. Friendly greetings!

“You see, if you don’t agree with a word, let the paper man knock on the door, and dare to call the yin god with such a heart?”

“Hide your head and tail, crouch in the coffin and don’t dare to come out, do you dare to call the Yin God?”

“Leading such a group of paper people who are neither human nor ghostly, do evil deeds, and dare to call the Yin God?”

“Sleeping in a coffin every day, until now the fart does not dare to put a word, but also dare to call the yin god?”

“Even if you enter our building, you only dare to come in through the seal loophole, and you dare to call the Yin God?”

“Even if I stand in front of you and taunt you so much, you don’t have any reaction, that’s all?” Dare to call Yin God? ”

“What a bullshit yin god.”

“Oh, by the way, I’ve given you a new name, called… Instigation in the coffin. ”

“If you like it, give it to you.” You don’t know politeness, doesn’t mean I don’t know politeness, although you came to visit, but you didn’t bring a gift, then I will give you a gift. ”

“I wish you every year, every year.”

When Fang Ming said this, he didn’t get stuck at all.

I don’t know why, when greeting other people’s whole families, it is so smooth. Perhaps, this is a special skill in human instinct.

Although it was not known whether his “friendly greeting” skill would work when he said these words, he could hear that what he had just said had begun to echo throughout the corridor.

“Poof!”

“Poof!”

All the paper people who were originally at the door exploded one by one, like firecrackers, and dyed the entire corridor into a sea of white pieces of paper.

Even the paper man transformed by Wang Qinghe was no exception. It was all reduced to pieces.

The atmosphere was instantly solemn to the extreme.

“Boom!”

A loud noise rang out from the blood coffin.

Yin Hong’s blood gradually spread from the bottom of the blood coffin.

In the blink of an eye, all the producers around him were dyed blood red.

The lid of the blood coffin was removed by a gap.

A black, festering hand reached out from inside and grabbed it on the edge of the coffin. A burst of white began to spread from where that hand had caught.

The blood coffin began to turn white inch by inch, and in just a few moments, it completely turned into a white paper coffin. This white spread channel on the ground, still sprawling towards the side of the room.

At the same time, a “person” with a festering body wrapped in white paper crawled out of the coffin.