Chapter 271:

"This is what the ghost left behind?"

"Who knows." Ji Bai spread his hands, and the old man Berman walked beside him to hold the lamp, and walked in the forefront by himself.

Pushing open the door of the first room, there seemed to be something in the bed inside.

Ji Bai opened it with a sword. It was a puppet with rough workmanship but strange.

"Woo Ming." Lin covered her mouth, her legs were brought together, and she made a small voice like a kitten.

"Bell and whistle, try to make some inexplicable psychological hints." Ji Bai turned the puppet over, and saw that the names pierced on the back of his head were unfamiliar names.

Regardless of whether it is a man or a ghost, Ji Bai has always been the most direct and effective way to solve problems.

"Ka Ka!" The long sword drove straight in and pierced the puppet with the bed board.

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Click! "The long sword that drove straight in pierced the puppet with the bedboard.

The wooden idol shrivelled like a dried-up balloon. His strange face was sunken, and his graffiti eyes were staring at Ji Bai, giving the impression that it was a corpse that had been drained of blood.

"You, did you pierce this thing like this?" Pullman's eyes widened in disbelief, and his face turned blue by Ji Bai's simple and rude behavior.

"This is the fastest and most efficient method. It's a matter of immediately knowing whether a person is a ghost or a ghost. What's wrong?" Ji Bai glanced at the fussing old Pullman next to him.

"But, is it a bit wrong to be so reckless?" The old Pullman was so frightened, his pale lips trembled, and it was difficult to say a complete sentence.

"Master, do you still plan to count on talking to the telegram for reason?" Seeing Pullman kept silent, Ji Bai withdrew the sword, and rolled down the ground with the pierced puppet like a reel.

The eyes outlined by the paint reflected a weird light under the light of a tiny candle, and bright red liquid gurgled out of the wound.

"This, this puppet won't be given life or something..." The old Pullman couldn't help taking a step back, his face pale. Let's hurry up! Beware of getting into trouble for the upper body.

"It doesn't matter anymore." Ji Bai shrugged.

"It doesn't matter what is called. Following Ji Bai's sight, the old man was immediately scared and his hairs erected.

She collapsed on the ground, and the puppet stood up like a dead person, and the blood-red dripping on the ground returned to the puppet's body like time retrospectively, and the wound healed in an instant.

"It's over, it's over! What do you think I'm talking about?? There are gods who raise their heads three feet, even if they don't believe in ghosts and gods, they have a basic sense of awe!

"It's too late to regret now. What's the use of saying so much." As he said so, Ji Bai's tone was full of carelessness, without a trace of regret.

"Sure enough, it's weird." The sword hilt overturned the puppet without reservation, but stood up again and again like a tumbler.

[Silver Throne] whistling, a silver glow flashed under the pale moonlight, the puppet's head was in a different place, and his head flew out and rolled under the bed.

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The puppet's body moved and kept crawling in; the palms fumbled around looking for his head.

"Kaka!" The long sword slammed into the vest, and the puppet was nailed to the floor, and he could only wave his limbs in vain, like a big tortoise turned over.

"This is really evil..." The old Pullman shivered and retreated behind him, vaguely hearing the door knocked behind him.

"Who?" Opening the door, Pullman retreated behind them in a spirited manner.

Hearing the sound, Ji Bai turned around.

Outside the door was crowded with wooden idols with different postures.

"Boom!" Lin kept backing up, and finally reached the wall, her legs were inside and she fell to the ground. Perhaps only Ji Bai remained calm in the whole scene.

Will the movement of the puppet make no noise?

While working and thinking, a sword cut the wooden idols outside the door into two pieces.

"Gudong Gudong... The severed wooden head and limbs were scattered throughout the room, and the intensive rolling sound made the scalp numb.

He has self-healing ability, but is keen to play and intimidate opponents. He is not in a hurry to heal his limbs. The graffiti faces are like strange smiles, rolling back and forth around Ji Bai like a ball.

The sound of rubbing the floor converged and interweaved into a kind of weird laughter.

"Provoking me?" Ji Bai raised an eyebrow, put away (Silver Throne), (Bao Wang) unsheathed.

"Woohoooo!!" The wind pushed open the unclosed windows and poured into the room, [Baowang] The pitch-black sword tip was lingering with black air.

The head and limbs rolling in the house became quiet for an instant,

? , As if being stunned by something terrifying, there was a cry of horror in the soul, and then all the broken limbs were put together in a panic, like a fleeing human being in a hurry, bumped and bumped Make a ball.

"Now is not the time to rest." Seeing that the puppet was stunned, Ji Bai stretched out his hand to Lin. However, Lin's eyes were dizzy and Lin was still muttering to herself. It was obvious that Lin couldn't respond.

Is there a mistake? This is completely reversed, right?

In desperation, he had to pick up.

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"Father, you don't want to die on the spot, so just rush out with me." Ji Bai waved the black long sword in his hand and cut a **** path in the puppet pile.

No one noticed a detail. Before the black sword slashed, the puppets stood there blankly without any response.

The feeling of being peeped disappeared. Ji Bai attributed this to the puppet being beheaded, and didn't think much about it. He carried a vampire on his back, and followed him with a fearful old man holding a lamp.

Several people rushed out of the first room, led by Ji Bai to the second room, closed the door and locked it.

The puppets can't be killed, so try not to get rid of them before thinking of a way.

"Huhuhu...really, it's terrible." The old Pullman bent over and breathed heavily.

The body temperature of the vampire was lower than that of ordinary people, and at this moment, Ji Bai felt that the back of him was not a living person, but a big block of ice.

Lin curled up, following the instinct when encountering danger, grasping the things she could rely on, and burying her head low, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Yes, I was scared.

It is not easy to remove the pendant behind it now.

The girl entangled herself like an octopus, shuddering like a frightened little white rabbit, Ren Jibai refused to say anything.

Abandoning the dragging oil bottle behind him, Ji Bai looked around and observed the layout of the room, which was almost the same as the layout of the first room, separated by the wall in the middle, symmetrical on both sides.

Just as Ji Bai was wondering whether this room was also hiding a puppet in a corner, the slow-moving old man Pullman suddenly widened his eyes and scanned the scene left and right in the room. His complexion was suffocated, like Seen something terrible.

"What's the matter?" Ji Bai asked questioningly, wondering what was going on with the old man's reaction?

"Ride, Mr. Cavalier! Is this young lady always on your back?"