Wang Jin looked at A'Zhu, who was almost crazy, with a complicated expression.
Azi's hair covered her face and her expression could not be seen clearly.
"When you invited the Pen Fairy, the reason why your clothes were red was because they were stained with your blood?"
Wang Jin frowned. He could probably guess what happened next and why the Pen Immortal Ceremony was suspended.
"After seeing Azi's red dress, you finally couldn't bear it anymore, so you chose to commit suicide during the Pen Immortal Ceremony."
"That child named Douzi was so frightened that he stopped the ceremony because he saw you covered in blood, right?"
Wang Jin touched his chin and slowly explained his reasoning.
"I just felt something was wrong. How could such a fierce pen fairy be invited by a few children who were messing around with the ritual? It turned out to be you."
The footsteps in the distance got closer and closer, and the clatter of chains began to become clearer.
Wang Jin still sat on the ground unhurriedly, seemingly not worried at all.
"It became clear later that you killed everyone, including the dean, and then sealed their souls."
"You are very smart."
A trace of surprise flashed in Bixian's eyes, and then he looked at Wang Jin with interest, as if he was curious about what else this young man wanted to say.
"But, A'Zhu."
Wang Jin patted the dust off his body and struggled to stand up.
"Do you think Azi is really happy after what you did?"
"certainly."
Bixian showed a proud smile.
"I killed everyone who bullied her, including myself."
"But why does Azi stand in front of the corpse with such a helpless expression?"
Wang Jin lowered his eyebrows and gently reached out to touch Ah Zi's hair.
Ah Zi trembled violently, and then she huddled up subconsciously, as if she was worried that Wang Jin would hit her, but what she received was a gentle touch that she had never felt before.
"Azi's paintings are very realistic. No matter how much blood you shed when you commit suicide, it is impossible for your whole body to be dyed red."
"But why are you wearing a beautiful red dress in all of Azi's oil paintings except the last one?"
Wang Jin said softly.
"Stop! Stop talking!"
A'Zhu seemed to have thought of something, and she suddenly covered her ears, as if trying to escape.
"Have you ever wondered why in the last painting, you who killed everyone are dressed in white?"
Wang Jin did not stop talking because of A'Zhu's roar.
"Because Azi doesn't think it's the A'Zhu she's familiar with, but the ruthless Pen Fairy."
"It's no longer A'Zhu in the red dress, but Bixian in the white dress. Can you understand?"
Wang Jin's words pierced into Bixian's heart like a knife, and she fell to her knees with tears on her face.
"Shut up! I am A'Zhu or a pen fairy, A'Zi can only be mine!"
Bixian roared hysterically, and at the same time the three dolls rushed towards Wang Jin.
"ah--!!"
As Bixian screamed, Azi's hut shook!
"Can't communicate?"
Wang Jin took out the demon gun Colt from his arms and poured a bag of rabbit blood on it.
"Then come."
Colt fired wildly, and a semi-automatic pistol produced the effect of a submachine gun under Wang Jin's bullet-free attack!
Although Wang Jin's marksmanship is poor, he can still hit the enemy as long as he is close enough.
"Hiss-"
The rag doll holding the sewing needle was violently thrown away by the bullet, and then one leg left his body!
But the other two dolls were rushing towards me quickly.
Fortunately, Wang Jin is not fighting alone.
The moment the battle started, Li Hui rushed out.
Wang Jin only saw a flash of yellow light, followed by a flash of sword light.
Flash gold charge superimposes Iai!
Li Hui's target was originally the rag doll that initially attacked Wang Jin, but Xiaopang used a fruit knife to block her Iai, and then the two rag dolls flew out together.
"bass--!"
Li Hui did not give up the opportunity and chased after him with a knife.
What surprised Wang Jin was that Azi actually stood beside him.
"No need to force it."
Wang Jin patted Ah Zi on the shoulder and said softly.
AhZi didn't shrink into a ball this time, but she still trembled slightly, then shook her head.
"I want to protect you."
Azi said in a hoarse voice, this girl who had been bullied was still thinking about protecting others at this time.
Wang Jin smiled softly. This was the first time he had shown such a sunny smile since entering this haunted house.
"Go ahead."
Without stopping Ah Zi, Wang Jin just wanted to let this suffering girl live her life as she pleased.
"Azi! You can only be mine!"
Bixian's expression became more and more terrifying. She rushed towards Wang Jin with a ferocious smile, her white figure carrying a suffocating aura.
"It's all because of him! He is the culprit!"
"As long as I kill him and everyone else, Azi will be mine again!"
"kill him!"
"kill him!!"
Bixian yelled crazily, black liquid began to flow from his eyes, and then his figure began to twist.
His mouth was grinning from ear to ear, his nails turned into sharp blades, and his hair was flying like tentacles.
"She is no longer A'Zhu."
Wang Jin sighed, from the moment she became Bixian, she was no longer the person Ah Zi was familiar with.
Swinging the demon gun Colt, Wang Jin changed the magazine and then stood ready.
But just as Wang Jin was about to take a step, a red shadow stepped forward to greet him.
"Go away! I told you to go away!"
Azi beat the Bixian with all her strength, whose face was no longer distinguishable, with a painful and desolate expression.
Bixian seemed reluctant to hurt Ah Zi, but was actually stopped by Shengsheng.
"It's time to end this."
Just as Wang Jingang was about to step forward, he suddenly heard the sound of iron chains coming from behind him.
"Fuck!"
This voice made Wang Jin feel a little nervous.
Therefore, the moment he heard this voice, Wang Jin ran out before his mind could even move his body.
"Bang."
As the distance was extended, the swinging chain lost its strength, but the inertia still caused it to fall down.
"ah--!"
A small figure flew over, getting closer and closer to the male corpse. The iron chain instantly increased its speed and hit the figure with an afterimage.
"Boom!"
The wooden floor was smashed through, and the slightly twitching rag doll was smashed into the cement floor.
"Oh, that's so exciting."
Wang Jin smiled.
Just now, he casually grabbed a rag doll that was being chased and chopped by Li Hui, and then threw it over.
This wave, this wave is called killing with a borrowed knife.
"careful!"
Li Hui's exclamation came, and Wang Jin suddenly turned sideways to avoid the blade piercing his calf.
"Are you the fat guy? What a beast."
Wang Jin looked at the rag doll that failed to attack, and showed a smile that could be called terrifying.
[Author's digression]: Ahem, I didn't save my manuscript today (I'm afraid)