The end of the world is coming, I became a card maker

The procession was blocked by a white paper sedan chair, and the sound of suona sounded around the sedan chair, while someone was shouting the funeral song in sorrow.

"The sun rises in the east and sets in the west. The dead never return home. Please come to your neighbors and relatives to come to the prime minister."

There was a lot of noise around the paper sedan chair. Although nothing could be seen, it seemed as if there were many people in the funeral procession. The two sides blocked each other here on the road.

"Who would come to the funeral so early in the morning!"

Fu Feng shouted angrily, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and then threw out a large pile of white paper money in his hand, which fluttered and fell to the ground like snow.

"White paper expresses my feelings, blue paper and yellow paper send the old man, the suona sounds, the world is full of auspiciousness, each goes his own way and has nothing to do with each other."

He said and sprinkled a little blue paper and yellow paper, the two colors of paper money fell on the ground like white snow, dotted with obvious colors.

However, the white paper sedan not only did not give way, but continued to rise and fall.

The invisible mourners in the air continued to shout slogans.

"Wear my mourning clothes and carry my coffin, never go back to the hills, offer me incense and gold, accompany the spirit lamp day and night!"

This slogan was not even finished, and several locals from Shilao Village in the two cars were furious at the same time.

Even Huang Sheng could hear the meaning of this sentence. What the hell, it means that we have to take out all our money and keep vigil for the dead forever?

As passers-by, the Fu family gave birthday money, who would have thought that this thing actually wanted to kill them all!

What else can be said? This is forcing them to fight to the death.

No matter what the other side is, one of the two sides must die before it is over!

The Thousand Faces of the Great Law of the Impure Lord that they just encountered was too difficult, and even if the ancestors of both families appeared, they could not save them.

And in this situation, there is no rush to call for help from the spirit tablets, they will try first.

At this time, the sky around them gradually turned dim and red, and the air was howling with a gloomy wind. And around the lonely white paper sedan, a large number of figures slowly appeared.

Everyone looked like a real person. They were tall, short, fat, thin, and varied, and it seemed that everyone was deliberately different. Everyone had different characteristics from others.

The faces were stiff, the eyes were vicious, some people held gongs, some people held suonas, some people pulled out the sedan chair sticks used to carry the sedan chair, and some people continued to sing murderous funeral words, all of which were extremely malicious to themselves and others.

Huh——

Huang Sheng raised his hand and fired the boomerang.

A man with a livid face raised his sedan chair stick and blasted the boomerang out with a bang. The boomerang flew away with the kinetic energy and then fell down again with a buzz.

Others were also using various props and moving the carriage backwards to avoid damage in the fight.

Both sides were large in number, and the fight immediately occupied both ends of the road, but everyone tacitly did not go deep into the outside of the road, where countless black twisted plants grew, some of which had beautiful shiny fruits.

Huang Sheng took out the AK308 and fired more than a dozen bullets at two or three of the other side.

Bang, bang, bang, the bullets were constantly bounced off, and the clothes of several people were torn, but only a few white marks appeared on their bodies.

"What a trouble."

Huang Sheng shook his hand and threw the rope out, and threw out two binding cards at the same time.

Your defense ability may be very good, but what if I tie you up?

His rope is a rogue prop. Not only can it fight, but the ability imprinted with the card is also cheap and weird.

In a blink of an eye, the rope itself tied up two people, and the binding card was so brave that it was unstoppable. They tied up three people in succession and threw them over one after another.

Just like a fitness strongman weighing more than 200 pounds, no matter how powerful he is, he has to use a tickler to scratch his back because his muscles are too developed.

Although these mourners are resistant to fighting, they have no way to deal with the purple-quality rogue rope. There will always be shortcomings.

He took the stiff wooden hammer and hit each of them.

All eight people fainted on the ground and gradually turned into their original bodies.

They were all half-human-high wooden stakes. Unlike the thick one he saw in the hallucination before, which turned into Jianjing, these wooden stakes were relatively slender.

"Even if it's a wooden stake, die!"

Huang Sheng directly closed the door and released the mantis. This thing is best at destroying flowers and plants.

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I don't want to care whether the wooden stake is completely dead or has other abilities, just smash it directly.

The metal mantis began to dismantle it frantically. Huang Sheng grabbed one and dismantled it. In a blink of an eye, there were more wooden stakes "corpses" on the ground that looked like thin firewood.

The firepower of the crowd in attacking was very sufficient.

Think about the crazy aunt before. She was also very arrogant. After being suddenly focused on, she dared to rush at a group of people. In the end, she was scared away by so many props?

This group of funeral processions seemed to have a large number of people and thick skin and flesh, but they could not withstand the destruction of the props of the crowd. In a blink of an eye, the number of people was reduced by more than half.

However, the sound of suona and the opponent's call made people feel dizzy, and it affected everyone's body that had not recovered yet all the time.

The eleventh controller opened his mouth, and a golden Xiuzhen beetle flew out from it.

The little beetle flapped its wings and flew in the air, then whistled at the white paper sedan with a delicate sound.

A thin yellow beam of light instantly hit the paper sedan.

Boom——

The paper sedan exploded instantly, and a thin coffin fell out with a bang. The coffin was too poor quality, so it fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

At the moment the paper sedan exploded, a gray figure dragged a residual shadow and fled madly to the back.

"Where the hell are you running to?"

Chu Kou Baomao had been waiting for this possible scene. Huang Sheng did not use all his strength just now to prevent such a situation.

A wire struck down, which seemed to cause extremely restrained and huge damage to the gray figure, causing it to scream and fall to the ground with a charred body.

The little golden beetle rushed over at a very fast speed, hugged the other party and began to devour it.

This is a white radish-like thing that looks roughly humanoid. It should be the one that controls the entire funeral procession.

At this time, as it was devoured by the golden beetle, the funeral procession stopped all movement, and one by one they turned into wood on the spot, and were chopped into pieces by the metal mantis without saying a word.

"Crunchy, very nourishing, right?"

Huang Sheng walked over cautiously, watching the golden beetle chewing the carrot-shaped evil spirit that was struggling violently at first, but now could only make a sad humming sound, with a look of gloating.

The golden beetle is probably very important to Kong Shiyi, or even something of the origin.

This thing is very powerful in combat, and the yellow light is definitely not the so-called soul attack condensed into substance. Huang Sheng guessed that it might also have a binding effect.

After the golden beetle devoured the evil spirit, Kong Shiyi's whole state was much better, so he sat outside the car to drive the car, and the team set off again immediately.