Horror live broadcast: I used paper to make a sky full of gods and Buddhas

Coming out of the Yin Yang paper making shop, Kang Zhengyi and Luo Xiang still felt dizzy in their heads.

"Director, you said that Mr. Sheng..."

Luo Xiang hesitated to speak, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Yes, Mr. Sheng's vision and strength are several times that of our Jiangzhou Supernatural Bureau."

Recalling the conversation with Sheng Feihong, Kang Zhengyi couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Director, do you think Mr. Sheng is better than the one in Beijing?"

"There is no comparison."

"Mr. Sheng is not as good as that one?"

"No!" Kang Zhengyi said in a deep voice, "It is the one who is not qualified to carry Mr. Sheng's shoes."

"hiss……"

Hearing Kang Zhengyi's evaluation, Luo Xiang involuntarily gasped.

"Let's go back and sort out the restricted areas in Jiangzhou for Mr. Sheng these years."

"Yes!"

The two got into the car and drove away.

Scattered neighbors on the street looked at the cars leaving and murmured to themselves.

"Old Sheng's family is promising, and they are all related to the Supernatural Bureau?"

"Really? Feihong still has this ability?"

"That car is a special car for the Supernatural Bureau. No one dares to pretend to be the Supernatural Bureau."

"So, Feihong is guarding their Sheng family's shop, and he's really made a name for himself."

"Old Zhao, haven't you been having nightmares every day for the past few days? Go ask Feihong, maybe he has an idea."

Hear the conversations of the neighbors.

An old man who was walking a bird stopped in his tracks.

Looking at the Yin Yang paper making shop not far away, after a long time of contemplation, he walked over.

The second floor of the Yin Yang paper shop.

Sheng Feihong was about to draw ten times in a row, but he heard footsteps coming from downstairs.

"Feihong, are you there?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Sheng Feihong immediately remembered that the owner of the voice was Old Zhao who lived not far from him and ran a grocery store.

People are very nice.

When Sheng Feihong was alone and started running the paper-making shop, he would bring Sheng Feihong home for dinner every now and then.

Thinking of this, Sheng Feihong took the initiative to go downstairs and met Lao Zhao.

"Old Zhao, what's the matter?"

Old Zhao put down the birdcage and glanced at Sheng Feihong in surprise.

"Feihong, I feel like I haven't seen you for a few days, you seem like a different person?!"

Sheng Feihong was slightly taken aback.

The old man's eyes were indeed vicious.

But this is not a big problem, Sheng Feihong just found a reason to get rid of this topic.

Old Zhao asked tentatively, "Feihong, are you an exorcist now?"

Hearing Lao Zhao's words, Sheng Feihong immediately realized that the reason for Lao Zhao's visit might have something to do with ghosts.

"Old Zhao, we can be regarded as old neighbors, if you have any questions, just ask."

Sheng Feihong's words made Old Zhao breathe a sigh of relief.

Since Sheng Feihong said so, he must be a ghost exorcist.

If he told Sheng Feihong what happened to him, all problems would definitely be solved.

"Feihong, during this time, every night when I go to sleep, I will have the same dream."

"Nightmare?!" Sheng Feihong asked.

Old Zhao frowned, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "It's not really a nightmare, it's just because it feels weird to have the same dream every day."

"En." Sheng Feihong nodded, signaling Old Zhao to continue.

Old Zhao continued: "In my dreams, I always meet someone who is eating the land and trees in my dreams."

"I asked him something, but he didn't say anything, just buried himself in the bitterness."

Hearing this, Sheng Feihong frowned.

If it was a simple nightmare, it would be quite understandable.

But what Lao Zhao said was really outrageous.

"Is there anything else?"

Old Zhao shook his head.

Sheng Feihong frowned and thought.

Seeing this, Old Zhao cautiously asked, "Feihong, is this matter easy to deal with?"

Seeing the appearance of the old neighbor, Sheng Feihong smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, Lao Zhao, this is just a small problem."

"real?!"

Old Zhao is also a human being, seeing Sheng Feihong frowning, he naturally wouldn't believe what Sheng Feihong said.

Sheng Feihong said helplessly: "Old Zhao, can you still not trust me?"

"Listen to me, sleep as usual tonight, and when tomorrow morning, your dream will not reappear."

Seeing Sheng Feihong's serious look, Lao Zhao believed it a little bit.

After saying goodbye to Sheng Feihong, he turned around and left with the birdcage.

Looking at the back of Lao Zhao leaving, Sheng Feihong noticed.

The shadow under Old Zhao's body was actually missing a part.

A look of amazement appeared on Sheng Feihong's face.

"A ghost that devours shadows? A ghost that devours shadows in a dream?"

"interesting."

"But before that, let's see what will come out of ten consecutive draws."

"If there is no reliable one, it will not be too late for me to make a move."

Thinking of this.

Sheng Feihong moved a chair and sat in front of the paper shop, basking in the sun, thinking about it.

"System! Yinde ten consecutive draws!"

"Ding--"

"Congratulations to the host! I got [Paper Punch Book - Bullhead and Horse Face]!"

"Congratulations to the host! Get [Yin Soldier*10]!"

"Congratulations to the host! Get [Meng Po Soup*1]"

"Congratulations to the host! Get [Yin Soldier*10]!"

"Congratulations to the host! Get [Ghost Gate]!"

"Congratulations to the host! You got [Bana Flower*1]!"

"Congratulations to the host! Get [Tongue Pulling Hell]!"

"Congratulations to the host! Get [Yin Soldier*10]!"

"Congratulations to the host! Obtained 【Paper Punch Book · Night Traveling God】!"

"Congratulations to the host! Get the [Paper Punch Book - Riyoushen]!"

Ten consecutive system prompts, all winning.

In addition to the three bonus Yin soldiers.

Everything was beyond Sheng Feihong's expectation.

Bull head and horse noodles?

That is the yin god who is as famous as black and white impermanence, responsible for guarding the gates of ghosts and attracting the dead.

As for Mengpo soup?
Then it couldn't be easier to understand.

After one bowl, you are guaranteed to forget whether you are human or not.

[Ghost Gate]: The building of the underworld, the only way for the dead to enter the underworld. There is no extradition by the Yin God, and trespassers will undoubtedly die.

really!

It is similar to [Hall of Hades], and it is also an underworld building.

Afterwards, Sheng Feihong set his sights on [Bana Flower].

[The Other Side Flower]: If the flower is in full bloom, the dead soul can temporarily wake up the memory and communicate with the living.

Sheng Feihong's eyes lit up.

This is good stuff.

It can be used to sell and improve life.

[Tongue Pulling Hell]: Underworld building, one of the [-] hells, where ghosts enter this hell and suffer from the difficulty of pulling out their tongues.

One of the eighteen layers of hell?

Sheng Feihong slowly opened his eyes, feeling the warm sunshine.

"If there is a chance, I would like to see what the hell that only exists in mythology looks like."

【Day Tour God】: Roaming around during the day and killing evil spirits, he is one of the few ghost gods in the underworld who can move freely during the day without weakening their abilities.

[Night Tourist God]: Cruise around at night, kill evil spirits, and enter the dreamland of mortals at will.