Please, This is a Scary World

　　"Those who opened the way, those who beat gongs, those who played suona, those who mourned, those who threw coins, those who carried coffins, and even Brother Qinghe were turned into paper figures."

　　"He can also turn all the other paper figurines into paper figurines."

　　"So, what is he?"

　　"Unfortunately, I can't see it through the coffin."

　　Fang Ming frowned, staring at the blood coffin outside.

　　According to Wang Jiaojiao, taboos are monsters that have absorbed the evil thoughts, desires or fears of others.

　　So what exactly did this taboo absorb to make it so weird.

　　All his abilities are related to paper figurines. Could it be that there is also a paper figurine inside that blood coffin?

　　Just as Fang Ming was secretly guessing, the ghost babies in the room went berserk when they saw so many crying Wang Qinghe outside.

　　Even if they were seriously injured and weak at this time, they couldn't stop them from opening the door for Wang Qinghe.

　　All the ghost babies have blood-red eyes.

　　They shouted "Dad, Uncle" one by one and all crawled towards the door.

　　Seeing this situation, Fang Ming immediately came back to his senses, and he immediately shouted: "Xiao Hei ¨'!"

　　"Received!" A reply came from the corner of the room.

　　The black mist that filled the room immediately became thick and thick.

　　All the ghost babies only felt dark in front of them, and then they were in a dark world.

　　There seemed to be many children like them around, but these children were silent, wet and greasy, crowding them all together.

　　The ghost babies are all knocked-out children, and I am afraid that the most feared thing is the darkness.

　　At this time, Xiao Hei was suddenly pulled into the dark world of consciousness, and was crowded together by so many dark villains. A sense of fear that rose from instinct made them feel a little suffocated.

　　Seeing this, Xiao Hei thought for a while, and immediately formed a dark clone resembling Wang Qinghe in the darkness.

　　And gave this clone a light, as if bathed in holy light.

　　"Don't be afraid, kids, I'm here."

　　The dark clone imitated Wang Qinghe's voice and said something very gently in the dark.

　　Immediately, all the ghost babies stopped being anxious and fearful.

　　They scrambled to get to the feet of the dark clone, propping up his calves with their little heads.

　　Under the faint light, Wang Qinghe, who was transformed into a dark clone, seemed to be the only support for all the ghost babies, and their emotions were immediately calmed down.

　　"Brother Ming's method really works."

　　"It seems that I will learn more from Brother Ming in the future."

　　Xiao Hei hid in the darkness and said something to himself.

　　Although Fang Ming didn't tell him this method directly, he learned from Fang Ming's actions and things since he met Fang Ming.

　　Since seeing Fang Ming, he has always thought Fang Ming is very good and amazing.

　　Therefore, he has been observing Fang Ming carefully and secretly.

　　At this time, I imitated it slightly, and the effect was so strange, which immediately made Hei Da feel interesting.

　　When everyone in the room saw the ghost babies, all of them suddenly quieted down, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

　　"It seems that Xiao Hei's world of consciousness is working." Wang Jiaojiao said softly.

　　Fang Ming nodded: "Well, I have entered the consciousness world of Xiao Hei and Chen Rou. It is indeed like entering another world, and I can't hear the noise from the outside world at all."

　　"Then, what should we do now? Brother, can you recognize which of these paper figures is the real Wang Qinghe?" Wang Jiaojiao said.

　　Fang Ming's eyes swept across all the paper figurines, and finally stopped on the paper figurine who was kneeling among the paper figurines and kept knocking his head on the ground.

　　This paper figurine is no different from other paper figurines in appearance, and they are all carved out of the same mold.

　　But Fang Ming was able to see his information panel, which was completely different from other paper figures and just displayed Wang Qinghe's information.

　　It's just that in the status column, it says: sealed in the paper figurines by taboos, the time limit is one hour, and if it does not return to its original state within an hour, it will always be a paper figurine.

　　Seeing this, Fang Ming's heart suddenly turned cold.

　　He glanced at the hundreds of paper figurines kneeling in the corridor, and suddenly thought of a terrifying guess.

　　Could it be that all these paper figures come from this way?

　　"No, absolutely can't wait like this any longer."

　　"Wait any longer, Wang Qinghe won't be able to save him!"

　　"Anyway, I have to see what the coffin is before I can find a solution. Otherwise, it will be a black eye and there is no way to deal with it."

　　"Since it doesn't come out, then I will force it out!"

　　"It doesn't dare to do it, I will force it to do it!"

　　A flash of madness flashed in Fang Ming's eyes.

　　He winked at Wang Jiaojiao and pointed at Wang Qinghe who was kneeling in the paper crowd: "...that paper figure is Brother Qinghe. If he keeps knocking there, I'm afraid he will never come back."

　　Wang Jiaojiao glanced at Fang Ming suspiciously.

　　She was just asking casually, but she didn't expect Fang Ming to really be able to tell which one was Wang Qinghe.

　　She wouldn't doubt the authenticity of what Fang Ming said. Fang Ming didn't need to talk nonsense on this kind of thing.

　　So, she immediately asked, "What should I do then?"

　　Hearing her question, everyone's eyes fell on Fang Ming.

　　This scene is so familiar, it seems that every time they encounter difficulties, they will involuntarily look at Fang Ming, as if there is nothing that cannot be solved as long as Fang Ming is there.

　　I don't know when it started, Fang Ming has slowly become the backbone of everyone's heart.

　　Fang Ming felt the trust and anxiety in everyone's eyes, took a deep breath, pointed to the blood coffin outside the door, and said softly, "Since he doesn't come out, it means that he is a paper tiger with a vain appearance."

　　"There are two reasons why he didn't dare to come out. First, he didn't have the confidence to break the seal rune of the residential building, and second, he didn't dare to make too much noise."

　　Fang Ming paused, turned his head to look at Wang Jiaojiao and Hong Doudou and asked, "Is there a way to make our voices spread out? It's better to make our voices (Li Nuo's) louder."

　　"Yes!" Wang Jiaojiao and Hong Doudou said almost in unison.

　　The two looked at each other, and Wang Jiaojiao said first: "Actually, just like the paper figurines outside, get closer to the door and use the yin to spread the sound."

　　However, Hong Doudou took out a bright yellow talisman paper from his arms and said: "Transmission of sound, as long as you stick the sound transmission on the door, you can communicate the voices here and there.

　　In the past, it was usually used by players to detect whether there were evil spirits in the room or next door. Later, after my sister invented the Mingjian Talisman, this kind of talisman paper was eliminated. Fortunately, I still kept a few. "

　　There was a touch of excitement on Hongdoudou's face, and she felt very happy to be able to help Fang Ming.

　　Wang Jiaojiao wondered, "Brother, what are you going to do?"

　　Fang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the blood coffin outside the door.

　　He said softly: "It's nothing, in fact, I just want to have a friendly exchange with him, greet its family, and ask him to release Brother Qinghe by the way."

　　In fact, he also wanted to experiment to see if his special skills had any effect on the taboo.

　　Fang Ming pointed to the gate and said to Red Doudou, "Doudou, stick a talisman.".

Chapter 115

　　"Ok!"

　　Red Doudou agreed and walked directly to the door.

　　After taking a deep breath, he patted the bright yellow talisman on the door.

　　Then, her handprint changed, she chanted the incantation in her heart, and tapped it on the talisman paper.

　　"Zheng~" an echo sounded, and a faint light emanated from the bright yellow rune paper.

　　"Woooooo~woooo~~Open the door~~"

　　The cries outside the door suddenly became louder.

　　As if the door had been opened.

　　The sound is so close.

　　Everyone in the room was shocked, Fang Ming raised his hand to signal everyone to keep silent.

　　Then, he walked slowly to the door.

　　First, he turned his head and glanced at Wang Qinghe, who was crying while kneeling in the paper figurine, and then his eyes turned to the blood coffin.

　　He calmed down and put a smile on his face.

　　This smile, only he can see it.

　　"Cough cough..." Fang Ming cleared his throat.

　　Under the action of sound transmission, the sound spreads directly in the corridor.

　　All the crying paper figures were taken aback.

　　"Brush!" The next moment, the paper people's eyes all turned around, staring at Fang Ming, as if they could see through the door and the wall, and see Fang Ming inside.

　　However, Fang Ming was not frightened, he had already adjusted his mentality at this time.

　　It's just being stared at by a group of paper figurines who look exactly the same, with expressionless faces. What's the matter?

　　The others behind Fang Ming were all nervous.

　　Xiaoxue had already carried Chen Rou to a farther place, but when she saw Fang Ming being stared at by a group of paper figures, her nervous hair fluttered.

　　Wang Jiaojiao and Hong Doudou stood together, both of them couldn't help clenching their fists.

　　Qian Cheng and Zhang Mang even became violent.

　　Fang Ming looked back at everyone and waved his hand to indicate that it was all right.

　　Then he reached out and knocked on the door.