Putting the soil from the flower bed into a porcelain bowl, Xiaoba quickly ran back to the corridor. She took out the flower seed from the shallow world from her pocket and buried it gently in the soil.
Staring at the porcelain bowl with her beautiful and innocent eyes, she squatted motionless on the ground, seemingly curious as to when bright flowers would bloom on the soil that exuded the stench of yin and corpses.
"Xiaoba..."
Wei Youfu was standing next to the girl. When he saw the flower seed buried in the soil, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly felt very tired.
Looking at the city shrouded in darkness outside the corridor, Wei Youfu leaned against the wall and recalled some recent memories.
A little light finally appeared in a life filled with despair. That figure was like a flower seed buried in the soil of the underworld. He wanted to bloom in the soil full of corpse odor and yin energy.
Everyone thinks it is impossible, but he can always bring everyone long-lost hope.
"Maybe he'll never come back."
Wei Youfu looked at the world outside the corridor and the boundless night, feeling very cold in his heart: "I thought that after coming here, I would never feel the pain of losing a family member again, but I didn't expect..."
"Bang!"
A loud noise broke the tranquility of the night. Wei Youfu, who was a little sad in his heart, turned his head and looked towards the place where the sound came from. His eyes widened in disbelief!
Han Fei is back!
Han Fei, who had been missing for a day and a night, came back carrying a coffin!
"What the hell?!"
Wei Youfu could hardly believe his eyes. That muscular figure was so familiar. Even though he was carrying a coffin that was constantly bleeding, he was still running very fast!
"Blessed! Open the door! Open the door quickly!"
A roar came from Han Fei's mouth. Upon hearing this familiar voice, Wei Youfu immediately opened the corridor door.
"Bang!"
Han Fei rushed into the corridor and placed the coffin on the ground: "Call someone! Go and call everyone here! I brought the convenience store owner!"
"Convenience store owner?" Wei Youfu was completely confused. He was immersed in pain ten seconds ago and his mood had not had time to change.
After locking the corridor door with his backhand, Han Fei ignored the wounds on his shoulders and back and ran upstairs again: "Forget it, you and Xiaoba guard the coffin! Don't be careless!"
Running wildly all the way, knocking on the door constantly, Han Fei's voice echoed throughout the building.
"Xu Qin!"
"Yingyue!"
The auras came to life one after another, and the increasingly terrifying Yin Qi surged towards the downstairs.
The coffin thrown on the first floor was still bleeding. The thick coffin board made a sound. Xiaoba and Wei Youfu stepped back a little. They felt the overwhelming anger from the coffin.
"What did the building manager do to it?"
Blood stains covered the entire coffin along the gaps in the coffin. Cracks appeared on the originally intact coffin, and shocking curses and resentment hit the surrounding walls.
When everything reached its climax, the coffin on the ground suddenly exploded!
A blood-red paper figure stood among the flesh and blood corpses. It was covered in cuts and bruises, its consciousness was somewhat blurred, and its eyes held malice that could not be washed away by a sea of blood.
When the fight in the dead building reached the most critical moment, his consciousness suddenly became confused. His original appearance as a surprise soldier was instantly backfired, and he was seriously injured directly by the residents of the dead building.
It knew something was wrong in the convenience store, but its consciousness was held back by the residents of the dead building and it was unable to rush back immediately.
Until finally, the uneasiness in its heart became more and more intense, and it rushed back at the cost of being seriously injured.
The consciousness returned to its original form, but when it opened its eyes, an even more astonishing scene appeared.
I am not in a convenience store! The coffin storing the main body has been moved to a completely unfamiliar place!
The convenience store warehouse is filled with curses. As long as outsiders enter, they will be besieged by all the paper figures. The convenience store employees are also cursed. Let alone resistance, as long as they leave the store without their permission, they will suffer unimaginable consequences.
pain of.
No one can move the coffin in this situation! It’s foolproof!
The store manager had left a convenience store before, and there had never been any accidents until this day.
With a splitting headache, the store manager stared at Wei Youfu and Xiaoba. He couldn't figure out what went wrong.
It wasn't until more than ten seconds later, when the store manager saw Han Fei returning to the first floor, that all the blood in his body began to flow backwards, and his eyes were almost torn apart by anger.
"It's you!"
There were wounds caused by the curse on Han Fei's back, and there was a scapegoat in the ghost marks on his body that was wrapped in Yin Qi, constantly screaming for mercy.
"If you had woken up one minute earlier, I would have finished playing. What a pity, what a pity."
"Death!" The paper man shop manager has never been so angry since he had his own consciousness.
Han Fei was the clerk it had personally recruited a few hours ago. It felt a strong sense of humanity in Han Fei. It wanted to take everything about Han Fei as its own, but it underestimated the horror of that humanity.
Only a few hours passed, not even the first night passed! His body and the coffin were sent into a trap and a dead end!
"Die!"
Seeing the frantic store manager, Han Fei stepped back and said, "Sister, it took me a lot of effort to get this for you."
The sharp knife pierced the blood-red curse, and there was another wound on the palm-sized paper man.
The store manager couldn't get close to Han Fei. He felt the same aura as his own in Xu Qin's body. They were both curses!
"Death, you all will die!"
The coffin exploded, and the remaining flesh and blood gathered on the paper shop manager. His body continued to grow in size, and grimaces began to appear on the blood-red paper.
When its body expanded to more than two meters, it rushed towards Han Fei desperately.
The store manager was so angry that he wanted to drag Han Fei along with him even if he died.
The paper was cut with a knife, but it had no effect on the store manager. Its body can be transformed at will. As long as its core position is not damaged, it can be said to be immortal.
"How can this guy resist so fiercely when his consciousness is affected and he has been seriously injured?"
The store manager stretched out his arm towards Han Fei. His arm was cut off by the knife, but an arm made of paper suddenly grew out of the cut. The severed arm that fell to the ground did not disappear and turned into a paper man.
Rushed towards Han Fei.
The table knife kept chopping up the store manager's body, and the white paper scattered like snowflakes, but they did not die. Instead, they turned into shrunken paper figures, staring at Han Fei with a resentful expression on their faces.
"What the paper man is good at is cursing, I can't be careless." Han Fei activated the ghost pattern to let the yin energy fill his body. He also took out a cigarette from the inventory, ready to light it at any time.
There were so many paper figures that Xu Qin couldn't defend himself against them. But when those paper figures rushed towards Han Fei with a sinister smile, faint cries rang out in the corridor, and a thin little boy walked out.
He looked thin and pitiful, but his ability was very strange. All the paper figures that had been touched by it collapsed to the ground, and the malice in their eyes disappeared, leaving only a miserable crying face.
This child seems to be able to force sad emotions into the bodies of curses and ghosts, causing harm to them.
Not far from the little boy, a huge eye suddenly opened on the mottled wall.
There seemed to be another world hidden in the dark eyes, and all the paper figures who came close to Han Fei would be imprisoned in the black prison deep in the eyes.
"One curse aggregation? Two resentments?"
The paper man shop manager was shocked, but he had no way to retreat now.
The resentment in his eyes was so strong that it almost turned into reality. The paper shop manager knew that he was in danger tonight, and he stared hard at all the residents in Building 1.
"If you want to kill me, you have to pay the price! I will leave you nothing but a curse!"
After draining all the power from the corpse in the coffin, the paper shop manager's body grew rapidly, and black characters appeared quietly one by one. Then it dipped its own blood, trying to draw the faces of several people in the building on it.
on the body.
"Stop it! It wants to kill us with a curse! This is the last move of the cursed object!" Xu Qin shouted loudly, but her knife could not damage the core of the paper man in the first place.
When she was extremely anxious, a terrifying resentment that far surpassed all others slowly appeared.
"Bang!"
Eight thick arms fell to the ground, and the bloody evil spirit, which was nearly three stories tall, grabbed the paper man. He used the most primitive and violent method, punch after punch, to forcefully remove the paper man's self.
Consciousness smashed!
Chaos! Evil! Madness!
Despair continued to gather, and every punch of the bloody evil ghost brought eight different kinds of pain.
The building was shaking. In just five seconds, all the paper figures on the floor had turned into ashes, leaving only the palm-sized bloody paper figure at the beginning.
The majestic yin and evil spirits escaped from the paper man's cracked body, and were all absorbed by the surrounding neighbors.
The Yin Qi accumulated by the paper shop manager since the birth of his consciousness was shared by the neighbors in Building 1, and everyone showed a satisfied expression.
After a long time, after the neighbors had swallowed the Yin Qi from the store manager's body, they gathered around the paper-figure store manager.
The store manager's self-awareness was completely destroyed, and now the bloody paper man is just a simple cursed item.
