The two paper figures fell to the ground, and after a moment their heads floated up.
One is a woman called Mu, and the other is a matchmaker.
Their empty eyes showed resentment and malice, and they glared at Ah Zi and Ah Zhu.
"Azi! I..."
A'Zhu's cold face suddenly stiffened, and then he could no longer speak.
"forgive me."
"Ding."
Azi also completely lost control of her body. She slowly climbed up, and this movement moved an inconspicuous little tab.
"boom--!"
The air wave swept across, and large pieces of paper figures were lifted out, like dandelions blown away.
grenade.
After Wutongshen controlled the three of them, he placed a grenade of Li Hui's on each of them.
Maybe Wutong Shen originally planned to blow up Wang Jin directly, but he didn't expect this young human being to be so cooperative.
By the time he found out, it was already too late, and Wang Jin directly overturned his altar table.
Therefore, Ah Zi and Ah Zhu's grenades have never been put to use.
At this moment, chain explosions swept around, and if nothing else happened, hundreds of lanterns with human heads were born.
Fortunately, they will not pursue Wang Jin anymore.
——
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
The madman struggled with the iron pliers with his only remaining arm. He blocked the entrance of the secret passage and killed everyone he saw.
For some reason, after dying once, he gradually became able to control his paper body.
That's right, it's a paper body.
The original flesh and blood body has completely disappeared, and the madman doesn't even know what he relies on to think or move.
All he knew was that he could not release any paper figures.
The paper-tied body will not be tired, but the madman's powerful self-healing ability has also been abolished.
"Hehe, hahahahaha!"
Cannibalism is a lunatic's favorite thing.
But his paper body is gradually getting broken.
Although you will resurrect in the secret passage after death, many villagers will run out during this time.
"Hiss-"
When the madman wasn't paying attention, Master Hua suddenly tore off one of his legs, and then his head was smashed by the madman's iron pliers.
This was the twenty-seventh time that the madman killed Mr. Hua. This old man was unexpectedly difficult to deal with.
"Sorry, boss."
The one-legged and one-armed madman could no longer hold himself up and fell lightly to the ground.
His vision gradually blurred, and the madman couldn't help but recall his false words.
childhood?
Memories of childhood are vague.
That's normal, he is just a split personality, where does his childhood come from?
school days?
No, his only clear memory is of his life in the hospital.
"It's so sad. I've never seen the outside world in my life."
The madman muttered to himself.
He knew that if Wang Jin died, they would all be doomed.
"I finally met someone who was willing to take me out to see the world and kill my own kind. I didn't expect it to end so soon."
The young man who always smiled flashed before his eyes.
Cautious, gentle and delicate.
"Leave it to you, Wang Jin."
Seeing a blurry figure walking in front of him, the madman slowly closed his eyes.
——
Xiao Hei carried Wang Jin and ran quickly, quickly approaching the back mountain mentioned by the madman.
"Damn, it hurts so much."
Wang Jin rubbed his right arm.
Although he was protected by Xiao Hei during the explosion, Wang Jin still suffered the impact of the grenade.
His right arm was dislocated.
Although he tried to pull it back, he couldn't do it well and suffered severe pain when moving.
Not caring anymore, Wang Jin rejected Xiao Hei's suggestion to slow down slightly and asked him to rush towards the back hill at full speed.
Wang Jin was worried that if he went to the back mountain a second later, the Wutong Shen would have one more second to plan his tactics.
"I guess the paper villagers behind me will catch up soon. I wonder what happened to Azi and A'Zhu."
——
"Um?"
The madman who had begun to close his eyes and wait for death did not meet the expected death.
He opened his eyes and saw a figure wearing white clothes.
"sister in law?"
"Ah, no, Li Hui?"
The madman's eyes widened as he looked at the bride in white slowly walking out of the dark passage, feeling incredible.
"Get out of the way!"
Li Hui suddenly rushed towards the madman, and then slashed his neck with a knife.
The madman dragged his broken body and barely dodged the blow, then looked at Li Hui with a smile.
"I, can I speak?"
Li Hui was stunned for a moment, and then started chasing the madman.
"Yes, I guess you will be able to fully control your body in a while."
The madman was chased miserably, but he was still very happy.
Once Li Hui takes complete control of his body, he can die with peace of mind.
Three minutes later there was another hero.
"right!"
Li Hui reminded her while taking action, and as she gradually became able to control her body, the crippled madman actually managed to hold on for a long time.
He can even kill two villagers who pop up with his backhand.
"left!"
The slender hand suddenly struck down, but stopped suddenly a few centimeters away from the madman's face.
"pretty!"
The madman cried out happily, knowing that he could die.
Lifting the iron pliers high, the madman discovered that the iron pliers seemed to be regarded as a part of his body and would die with him and then be reborn.
"I'll be back in three minutes!"
The iron pincers fell towards him for the second time, but this time the madman was very happy.
——
"arrive!"
Wang Jin encountered four or five black paper figures along the way, but he managed to avoid them all by relying on ghosts blowing lanterns.
By the time they found him, Wang Jin had already run away.
But according to the speed of the paper man, catching up will only take a matter of minutes.
The madman did not explain where the Wutong God was in the back mountain, so Wang Jin could only find it on his own.
The entire back mountain area is very large, and it is full of rocks and dead trees, so there are many places to hide.
"Set the mountain on fire? That's not okay."
Wang Jin thought for a while, then put away the ghost blowing lamp in his hand.
He himself is considered half a paper man now. Once the fire breaks out, he will probably suffer disaster before the Wutong God.
Moreover, this Wutong God should be a ghost and cannot be killed, so Wang Jin can only find other ways.
"Um?"
Looking from a distance, Wang Jin suddenly saw a well halfway up the mountain.
well?
In a normal village, who would dig a well on the mountain?
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows, knowing that he had found the right one.
As he quickly approached the well, Wang Jin saw a figure that looked like a human and an animal squatting at the mouth of the well.
"You can't be wrong, this guy is the God of Five Powers."
Wang Jin felt the aura of ghost stories from it, and the paper man could not imitate it no matter how lifelike it was.
"Click."
When the ghost didn't notice him, Wang Jin turned on the ghost and turned on the light.
The demon gun Colt was loaded. Wang Jin hesitated for a moment, then took out two grenades from his pocket and handed them to Xiao Hei.
There was no dialogue, and Wang Jin didn't even want to reveal his location.
This is not a movie. There is no need for the protagonist and the villain to pretend to be each other.
In this case, the way to greet it is of course Wang Jin's favorite grenade.