Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 111 Stealing, Burning Knife
Feng Xiumei's gloomy gaze finally changed. She stared at Lin Xian's left hand with a bony bone, feeling surprised in her heart.
Li Shulian, a woman from the period of the Republic of China, apart from the top seven-member team, this woman's strength was second to none at that time, but the age is too long, and there are very few ghost masters from the Republic of China who are still alive in this period , and most of them restrict or bury themselves through some means.
"Okay, very good, it seems that woman has chosen you."
Feng Xiumei took out a few silver needles from her pocket, "Xiangsheng, since you will die sooner or later, why don't you fulfill me?"
After finishing speaking, all these silver needles floated up strangely, as if being caught by a ghost, and then drove it to attack Lin Xian.
These silver needles broke through the restrictions of the ghost domain, and appeared behind Lin Xian in an unbelievable way.
However, at this time, the paper figurines that Lin Xian had previously connected through stealing abilities also started to act.
These paper figurines are of different shapes, scattered scattered in the haunted world of ghost flowers, as if they were influenced by Lin Xian's spirit, and each paper figurine's body presents the appearance of Lin Xian.
A red light gradually appeared on the palm of the small paper figurine, and red lotus flowers bloomed on the left side of the face.
These are all paper figurine Lin Xian.
"Successful? I'm sorry, either you kill me or I kill you!" Lin Xian's eyes showed a hint of madness.
all of a sudden.
The ghost domain belonging to the paper figurine Lin Xian unfolded at this moment, and 20 layers of red halos covered the room.
These paper figurines can only display 20% of Lin Xian's original supernatural powers, but this is also a rather terrifying number, because the ghost realm created by more than [-] paper figurines is definitely an extremely terrifying amount.
The ghost domain was covered layer by layer, and the lotus flowers falling from the sky swept the entire room like a rainstorm. At this moment, Zhou Deng could even feel the thief ghost in his body have an urge to be quiet.
What a joke, more than 20 ghost domains are covered at the same time, and all of them have inherited the characteristics of ghost flowers to suppress spirits. How could they not be able to suppress a ghost.
However, even so, the silver needles did not lose their activity, but were still floating in the air strangely, and there seemed to be signs of action.
But Lin Xian didn't intend to give her a chance. The scarlet ghost hands on the right hand of the paper figurine stretched out all at once, and the space became distorted in just the blink of an eye.
The little red palm of the paper figurine Lin Xian sliced ​​through the air, all of which penetrated into the blood-red silk thread, while the silk thread connecting another section spread out from Feng Xiumei's body, and the silk thread continued to extend. The body of this old man from the Republic of China It was also strangely divided into two halves at this moment.
Feng Xiumei was torn in half by the ghost's ghost, but Feng Xiumei fell powerlessly to the ground after being separated, but the scene presented in front of her was a little different from Lin Xian's imagination.
Because this Feng Xiumei is very weird, so weird that her body is so light and fluffy, and the separated body doesn't even have the most basic human organs and internal organs, just like a living paper man.
"A stand-in?"
Among the more than 20 intricate ghost realms, Lin Xian's figure was insubstantial and insubstantial. He stared at Feng Xiumei, who had long been silent on the opposite side, thoughtfully.
But at this moment, some messy footsteps echoed outside the door in the distance.
"Young student, you are still not my opponent compared to the number of people."
The sound of the door opening sounded, and six intact Feng Xiumei walked into the house together, and all of them had a lot of paper figurines hidden in their cuffs.
These paper figures began to float around after Feng Xiumei entered the door. Some were suppressed and silenced by Lin Xian's ghost flowers, and some transformed into Feng Xiumei's appearance.
In just a few seconds, more than a hundred paper figurines Feng Xiumei floated out of the room, and the spirits of these paper figurines were [-]% different from Lin Xian's. They all completely inherited all the spirits of Feng Xiumei.
In other words, in Infinite Matryoshka, the paper man spawns a new paper man and gains 100% of the supernatural power of the original paper man.
This is a quite terrifying number. Even if the supernatural power is weak, the number alone can consume the opponent alive and kill him.
Lin Xian naturally saw the old man's intentions. This man had no absolute means to kill himself, but he wanted to delay the time in this way, so that he would miss the delivery time of the post office and suffer the curse brought by the post office.
However, Lin Xian smiled at this moment. Maybe he doesn't have much advantage in supernatural confrontation, but compared to running away, he dares to say that there are few people who can surpass him in this aspect.
After all, Lin Xian immediately used the ability of the red ghost hand.
The blood thread tore through the air, and then connected to the corridor of the inn within five kilometers.
This kind of supernatural passage is not a burden for Lin Xian, but in this place, he needs to be more focused, because when he used the ghost hand ability earlier, he opened an unknown supernatural place, And almost released the ghost inside.
The blood line is still enlarging, almost forming a blood gate, Lin Xian doesn't intend to consume it like this, because it doesn't make much sense.
However, as soon as the passage torn apart by the spirit was opened, the shadows of fierce ghosts approached from an unknown and fierce place. This time, Lin Xian saw very clearly that they were some ghosts wrapped in human skin.
"Young student, since I want you to stay, you can't go."
Suddenly, Feng Xiumei's slightly deep voice came from the middle of the room, and the six paper figurines spoke in unison, with accents appearing on the tapes.
As the voice fell, countless silver needles flew out from the cuffs of these paper figurines, and then penetrated into the gap formed by the intertwined blood lines.
Each silver needle is wrapped with some silk threads, and these threads are intertwined with each other, quickly suturing the passage opened by Lin Xian.
"Do you want to stop me?"
Lin Xian frowned, swung the knife in his hand, and slashed straight at the silver needles.
This knife is a supernatural item, there is no way to steal it, and it has been held in the original Lin Xian's hand.
tearing~
In the line of sight, this rusty old-fashioned knife easily cut through the silk threads intertwined with silver needles. In addition, after the tip of the knife touched the spirit, it burst into flames, as if touching it It was ignited.
The fire quickly expanded several times, and finally burned all the silk threads and the entwined silver needles, not even leaving a trace of supernatural powers.
However, Lin Xian was not feeling well at the moment, because while the fire was burning, the handle of the knife he held in his hand also emitted extremely high temperature. the ghost.
(End of this chapter)