Chapter 271: (1/2)

”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.

Chapter 26 ~ Instructions for Use

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.

Then, something even stranger happened. pCCZ Xiaohu

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.