Because I remembered what this thing was for.

So I immediately knocked down the little white fat and dumb Balan: "Hold your breath and hold your breath!" ”

Both of them were stunned by my pounce, and they looked up at the box.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, I saw a black thing come out of the box in an instant, and it pressed against us.

Little White Fat and Dumb Baran immediately held their breath, the black thing was like a swarm of bees, although it was facing us at first, but when it came to us, it didn't feel popularity, and it brushed the scalps of the three of us, and it floated down the corridor - as if it was looking for us.

The little white face and the dumb balan pinched their noses and looked at me in a panic, meaning to ask me, what the hell is it?

If I'm not mistaken, that stone is called "crushing resentment".

Why is it called that? Because those "nightmares" are things that cannot be superborn, how can they not be superborn, because their souls are often pressed in the place where the "nightmares" are inflicted on them, and they can't get out.

These grievances must have something to guard, for example, what I saw with the old man was the sword of a Tang Dynasty commander.

I haven't paid attention to this kind of thing since then, but now that I think about it, the things used to suppress resentment in each temple are different, and the one used to suppress resentment here is the stone that is not good-looking.

I didn't even think about it at first - that stone looks weird and ugly, who knew it had such a skill?

Now that the supervisor has taken a look, he understands that the stone looks ugly, but in fact, there is a trace of divine energy entwined with it, which is called the Heavenly Stone.

Now, it is a meteorite, which was put aside in ancient times and called "Nuwa Mending Heaven Stone".

This kind of stone is very rare, and it condenses people's beliefs, and the incense is not less eaten, so it brings spirit, and is qualified to be placed here to suppress grievances.

I tilted my head to the mute Balan and motioned for them to look at the paper figures.

When they turned their faces, their faces turned white.

The black gas shrouded here, and those paper figures were like they were alive, and they started to make a noise.

Then, as if blown by a strong wind, they fell off the wall one by one.

Ordinary paper figures, when they land, they hit the ground, and at most they rolled and flew away, but these paper people stood up on the ground.

"Boom la la ......"

Fuck, there must have been a lot of desperate people in those days who wanted to take revenge in this way - at a cursory glance, there were thousands of paper figures, and they landed on the ground and began to walk around as if they were alive.

It's okay now, suppress the resentment passively, those resentful spirits that "never exceed life" are attached to the paper man, and they have to find someone to settle accounts.

These resentful spirits have been suppressed for so many years, and their return to freedom can be good stubble?

They are full of resentment and hatred for people, and when they see us living people, it is strange that they don't tear us to pieces.

And those fluttering figures, in a very strange posture, walked beside us, several times, slowly floated past us, and their arms were suddenly straightened—as if groping around.

The smell of urine came from the little white fat body for the third time.

And it's a very angry smell of urine.

Then, they both glared at me together, meaning to ask me, what now?

What else can I do? The white herb has not been found yet, so I can only continue to look for it here.

I also secretly scolded my mother in my heart - if this is outside, even in an ordinary small temple, there is nothing to be afraid of, and I will send them to Western Bliss as soon as the fire goes down.

But not here, there is rotten wood everywhere, and if there is an open fire here, then we ourselves will have to become a kiln barbecue duck.

If you don't burn it, these things will be difficult to deal with - even if you cut them with scissors, you will have to cut them until the Year of the Monkey.

Worst of all, we don't have any mud anymore, so we can only hide by holding our breath.

If you live, you have to gasp for breath and hold it for a few seconds, let alone find someone here.

Sure enough, after a while, Dumb Balan's fair face slowly turned red like a turkey, and he looked at me with a pleading look and pointed that way.

What he meant was that if you died, you would die, but it was so uncomfortable to die like this, could you take a breather?

Before we could finish the gesture, suddenly a paper figure stepped in front of us with its feet outstretched - and it kicked up the dust on the ground, and Dumb Baran couldn't hold back any longer, and a sneeze came out.

Groove ......

At this moment, those rattling sounds disappeared in an instant, and when I looked up, I saw those paper figures turning back at the same time, their clumsy facial features slightly distorted - as if they were laughing!

Then, just to hear the "bang", countless paper figures rushed towards us like a sandstorm!

The sharp pieces of paper, like sharp blades, were cut down at us.

I kicked Xiao Bai Fat at once, which means that this is already the case, it is better to take the opportunity to ventilate, Xiao Bai Fat will understand, and after the three of them ventilated at the same time, they closed their breath again.

Sure enough, this time, those paper people lost our place again and stopped instantly.

I suddenly felt bitter in my heart - damn, these towers are really not worry-free.

Now it is even more difficult to pass through the paper figures and find white herbs.

Speaking of which, I'm getting more and more nervous - where the hell is the white herb?

At that time, when she was on the "desire" layer, how did she get to this layer?

Little White Fat couldn't help but pull me and gestured, I even guessed, and I knew what he meant - this was originally a trap set by Bai Huoxiang for us, what else is there to worry about, don't worry about her, thirty-six plans are the top plan, and the top of the head is the spirit bone, and this last tremor is missing.

But after all, she is a white herb, can she still leave this alone?

We didn't climb a few times, and we were suffocating, but at this moment, I saw a long pipe thrown on the side, and I immediately became happy—this pipe can breathe!

It's like a person squatting in a pond and being able to use a bamboo pole to get out and catch his breath!

So I hurriedly grabbed it and tried to use the pipe to ventilate - sure enough, the pipe was very long, and when I was ventilating, the paper man ran to the place where he was panting, and instead of catching someone, he happened to catch another paper man, and with a "stab" sound, he was scratched and scratched.

The one who was caught was not a vegetarian, and the two paper figures immediately scratched.

I was so happy that I quickly gave my pipe to the dumb lamb.

Although I want to touch saliva, but the eldest husband is informal, and the dumb Balan doesn't care, and the little white fat looks nauseous, and asks if the two of us have hepatitis B.

Life is almost in the way, what are you still worried about hepatitis B?

I signaled to the dumb Balan not to worry about him, but the little white fat was not stupid, so he quickly snatched the pipe over, changed his breath vigorously, and showed a very comfortable expression, which was really like an addict who had taken medicine.

With this thing, we'll be able to go find Herb without alerting the paper man, but I'll let Dumb Baran and Little White Fat go up first.

But the two of them don't have me as the backbone, so they just won't leave.

I was about to chase them out, when suddenly I felt that something was wrong—strange, why didn't those paper figures rattle?

Blackout?

But as soon as I turned around like this, my brains exploded - these mother-in-law paper figures suddenly turned their heads in unison and stared at us.

Strange, why can we see so accurately, we don't have ventilation around!

But at this time, I smelled a smell, and my heart sank - fuck, blood!

When the paper man rushed at us just now, Dumb Balan's body was scratched, but the paper was sharp, and he felt pain at that time, and when he crawled like this, the wound cracked open and bled out.

With bloody gas - holding your breath doesn't work!

I immediately stood up, grabbed the two of them like a chicken, and ran: "Run, run, run!" ”

The two of them didn't know what was going on, and they looked surprised: "Brother, why did you suddenly speak......

But as we ran, the bloody gas dispersed even more, and those paper figures made a noise and pressed down on us.

The paper man in front of me was overwhelming, and we couldn't hit it, and the body was suddenly covered with wounds drawn by the paper man, which was painful and painful, and I was also anxious, and when I turned around, I swept down a piece with a Xuan Su ruler.

Xuan Suqi is very angry, but there are too many paper figures, and the paste can also kill us!

But at this moment, I suddenly heard a voice not far away—like the sound of tearing paper.

Who's over there?