After being dressed as a little fat, he was taken away by the male protagonist

Chapter 295 The Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts 6 Little Paper Figures

White talisman paper?
Xiao Lu was stunned for a moment, and before he could think about it, the body of the black snake entwined around him slowly changed, as if shrinking, it became only the size of a loach.

Just after taking a breath, without the black snake's entanglement, Shen Yanjin's body fell sideways from the wall little by little.

Xiao Lu was so anxious that she caught a glimpse of a few white papers that had turned into the shape of little people, and she tried to communicate with them.

The little paper figurines crawled onto Shen Yanjin's body, and jumped to the ground where he was about to fall, one on top of the other, supporting his body like a stick.

The little paper figurine who was in charge of the command crawled up Xiao Lu's nose, and rubbed its little head against the bridge of her nose violently.

Obviously without facial features, Xiao Lu saw its expression expecting praise for no reason.

Xiao Lu opened his lips slightly, "Good job."

Just one sentence, the little paper man became more cheerful. After rubbing his nose, he rubbed his cheek again. The paper was so hard that it hurt her face.

Just about to say something to stop her, the little paper figurine shook its head back and forth, and ran quickly in front of her and Shen Yanjin on its small paper legs, and the little paper figurines who helped Shen Yanjin upright went together.

Xiao Lu's eyes were deep, she pursed her lips, her eyes fixed on the front.

In the dark, cold and dilapidated doorway, there is a ghost with arms all over its body. Its body exudes lavender light, and its mouth is grinning. There is still blood on the white and sharp teeth, as if it has just had a big meal from somewhere.

The face of the ghost looks no different from that of a normal person, but the eyes with double pupils, the long and sharp teeth, and the hands all over the body show that it is a ghost through and through.

The ghost still had a severed finger between its teeth.

The severed finger was thin and long, and it looked like it was not a human finger.

"Jie Jie... the fragrance comes from here."

The ghost opened its mouth wide, showing a ferocious smile, dragged its body to climb up the dilapidated door panel, and flicked it with its back hand.

From the front of the door more than [-] meters away, he stepped on the bluestone bricks a few meters away from Xiao Lu.

More than a dozen hands are like spider claws, supporting the body steadily, and the eyes of the two pupils are staring at Xiao Lu without blinking, and a stream of saliva flows down from the corner of the mouth.

This salivating appearance clearly wants to eat her!

The little paper figurines led one by one, and stopped in front of Xiao Ling, vowing to defend the territory and the appearance of the master.

The small paper body inexplicably exudes reliable and tenacious power.

As the ghost approached slowly, Xiao Lu held his breath slightly, his eyeballs didn't even dare to blink, and stared closely.

When the dozens of hands stepped into the area protected by the little paper figurine, a flash of lightning suddenly fell from the sky and struck the ghost directly.

The ghost screamed and fell to the ground.

Turned into a cloud of black ash.

The burnt smell hits the face, unpleasant and pungent.

Xiao Lu couldn't move at this moment, and the arm stabbed by the black eagle was still aching.

Although she didn't bleed anymore, she was so weak that she might fall asleep at any time.

Right now, she and Shen Yanjin are in a dangerous situation, if they just faint like this, something will happen.

It's too late to regret it.

She can't sleep.

Xiao Lu forced his eyelids to fight against sleepiness.

"Boss Shen, I didn't expect that after a few days, it would turn out like this."

She blinked, and in the darkness, Yixi could distinguish the general appearance of the small courtyard.

Maybe it was the little paper figurine that glowed with pale white light that gave her some strength, or maybe... the yard itself exuded a faint light.

When a person stays alone and cannot move.

Always thinking wildly.

(End of this chapter)