Du Lai promised Fu Miaoxue that he would come back as soon as possible. Compared to following the winding detour along the veranda, of course, he would climb over the wall and come in faster.

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

All three of them were alert to stare at the figure.

The atmosphere inside the house was extremely tense in an instant.

Shen Mo pulled off the paper piece on his wrist, turned into a dagger in his hand with a silence, and whispered to Bai Youwei and Fu Miaoxue: "You two retreat."

Fu Miaoxue hurriedly hugged Bai Youwei's arm!

Bai Youwei pulled it twice but couldn't pull it.

Fu Miaoxue pressed her tone and said nervously to Shen Mo: "Be gentle, what if I really am my boyfriend outside..."

Bai Youwei thought to herself, if it was really Du Lai, she would deserve it if she was deliberately scaring them like this outside.

Shen Mo suddenly took action!

He was extremely fast, and both women were shocked. Before he could react, the door was suddenly opened by him!

The dagger in his hand was like a cold light! It stabbed directly at the figure outside the door!

rustle--

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

Bai Youwei and Fu Miaoxue were both shivering and saw that there was a paper man outside, stabbed by Shen Mo and then split open!

sand……

The extremely thin and crisp paper man encountered an extremely sharp blade and broke into two halves almost instantly, knocked away by force, and then fell lightly into the garden.

The rain fell on the paper man, drizzling, wetting the oil on its face.

Black eyes...

Bright red lips...

It spread a little bit and flowed down the rain, like scars.

Bai Youwei and Fu Miaoxue came to the door and looked at the paper dolls cracked in half in the garden. The throat seemed to be strangled, and the tight heart couldn't relax.

They grew up in the city. Even though they have been exposed to folk customs and funeral culture, they are mostly Westernized etiquettes. Now, facing this kind of paper-breaking person, they feel uncomfortable all over their body, and they get goose bumps and even their scalp is numb.

I can’t understand why my former ancestors invented such a terrifying and terrifying thing. Can’t we handle the funeral well?

The paper is just a thin layer, pasted on thin bamboo slices, and after rain, it quickly becomes ragged.

Like colorful muddy pieces, hanging on bamboo pieces, dripping by rain, blown by wind, shaking...

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

Fu Miaoxue rushed over with a wow sound!

"Why did you come back?! I was scared to death just now!!!"

He then tied Du Lai's neck and asked, "Didn't you say you'll be back in 6 minutes?! It's been a few 6 minutes?! Tell me!!!"

Shen Mo also asked him: "Is something wrong on the road?"

Du Lai came back a little late.

His face was pale, he was soaked all over, with rain and sweat. It didn’t look like he was going out, but more like running a marathon!

"Let's talk about it when you enter the house." Du Lai pulled Fu Miaoxue's hand away and pulled her into the house hurriedly.

Shen Mo walked at the end, looked at both sides vigilantly, turned around and entered the room, and closed the door.

Du Lai in the room sat on a chair and rested, gasping for a while, before telling them:

"It took no time to find the lucky girl, but when she came back, she encountered a ghost and hit the wall. No matter how she walked around, she couldn't get around. She kept wandering around the corridor."
Chapter completed!