Chapter 518 Shasha

Du Lai promised Fu Miaoxue that he would come back as soon as possible. Compared with taking a detour along the winding corridor, it was of course faster to climb over the wall and come in.

But if the person outside was not Du Lai, who could it be?

All three people stared at the figure warily.

The atmosphere in the room was tense to the extreme in an instant.

Shen Mo pulled the piece of paper off his wrist, turned it into a dagger in his hand with a swipe, and whispered to Bai Youwei and Fu Miaoxue: "You two, stand back."

Fu Miaoxue quickly hugged Bai Youwei's arm!

Bai Youwei pulled twice but failed to move.

Fu Miaoxue lowered her tone and said to Shen Mo nervously: "Please be gentle, what if it's really my boyfriend outside..."

Bai Youwei thought to herself that if it was really Du Lai who deliberately frightened them outside, he would deserve to be hacked.

Shen Mo suddenly took action!

He was so fast that both women were startled. Before they could react, the door was suddenly opened by him!

The dagger in his hand is like a cold light! Stab directly at the figure outside the door!

rustle--

There was no screaming, no shouting, just a rustling sound like tearing paper!

Bai Youwei and Fu Miaoxue both shuddered and saw with helpless eyes that there was a paper figure outside, which was stabbed by Shen Mo and then split open!

sand……

The extremely thin and brittle paper figurine almost split into two pieces instantly when encountering the extremely sharp blade. It was knocked away by the force and then landed lightly in the garden.

The rain fell on the paper figure, pattering down, and wet the paint on its face.

Black eyes...

Bright red lips…

The stain spreads out bit by bit and flows down with the rain, like scars.

Bai Youwei and Fu Miaoxue came to the door and looked at the paper puppets split in half in the garden. Their throats seemed to be strangled, and their clenched hearts could not relax.

They grew up in the city, and even though they had been exposed to folk customs and funeral culture, most of them were Westernized etiquette. Now facing this kind of paper prick, they feel unspeakable discomfort all over their body, goosebumps come and go, and even their scalp is numb. of.

I don’t understand why our ancestors invented such terrifying and horrifying things. Can’t we just have a good funeral?

The paper was originally just a thin layer, pasted on thin bamboo slices, but soon became tattered after being soaked by rain.

Like colorful muddy debris, hanging on the bamboo slices, being drenched by the rain, blown by the wind, swaying...

The silence lasted for a while, and then they suddenly heard the sound of rapid running! When he turned around, he saw Du Lai running back panting!

Fu Miaoxue rushed over with a roar!

"Why did you come back?! You scared me to death just now!!!"

Then he strangled Du Lai's neck and asked, "Didn't you say you'd be back in 6 minutes?! How many 6 minutes has it been? How many 6 minutes has it been?! You tell me!!!"

Shen Mo also asked him: "Did something happen on the road?"

Du Lai did come back a little late.

His face was pale and he was soaked with rain and sweat. He looked more like he had run a marathon than he had gone out for a trip!

"Let's talk after we enter the house." Du Lai pulled Fu Miaoxue's hand away and dragged her into the house hurriedly.

Shen Mo walked at the end, looked both sides warily, turned around and entered the house, closing the door.

Du Lai in the room was sitting on a chair to rest, panting non-stop. After a while, he told them:

"It didn't take long to find the corpse carrier girl, but when I came back, I encountered a ghost beating the wall. No matter how I went around, I couldn't get out. It kept spinning in the verandah."

"It must be that paper man causing trouble!" Fu Miaoxue was still frightened and crawled into Du Lai's arms. "It pretended to be you just now, and I almost opened the door for it!"