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Jiang Yuan did not catch up, "Xiaojin, Xiaoyu, I give it to you."

Two white shadows appeared, and Jie Jie rushed away with a strange smile.

One was flying without touching the ground, holding a mourning stick in his hand, and the other was lively and happily chased away surrounded by confetti.

"It's time to eat!" Xiaoyu was very happy, "I want to eat half of it!"

"Because I was injured last time and need to eat more."

"No, I'll eat half of it." Xiao Jin said in a serious tone, "Because I'm older than you."

Jiang Yuan shouted: "If you catch me, you are not allowed to eat it!"

"I'm still useful!"

The paper people couldn't disobey Jiang Yuan's words, but their eyes became fierce.

You can only look at it but not eat it, it’s so abominable!

Song Fatty looked at the paper man, "Brother Jiang, can the paper man win?"

"What do you say?"

Both paper figures are A-level, that is, evil ghosts. They can easily deal with an evil ghost.

Song Fatty said in a low voice: "Brother Jiang, are you broadcasting live? Why don't you turn it off first?"

Seeing what he had to say, Jiang Yuan temporarily blocked the live broadcast room.

"It's blocked, just tell me."

Song Fat looked at the butcher knife in Jiang Yuan's hand, "Brother Jiang, this Jiang Zhiyuan...he is your cousin. Even if his character is not good, you can't live broadcast the ghost of killing him!"

"This affects the relationship between relatives and can easily become a black spot."

Song Pang may have been in the anchor industry for many years. Although he is not as popular as Jiang Yuan, his qualifications are much older.

"You let the paper man clean it up. When it's over, just say run away. Don't go up and chop it yourself."

Jiang Yuan glanced at Fatty Song.

Fatty Song couldn't figure out Jiang Yuan's thoughts, "I just have a suggestion. Whether you listen to it or not is up to you."

"What you said makes sense. You all know that Jiang Zhiyuan and I are cousins. I guess many people know about it online."

"Just do as you say."

Under the hillside,

Uncle Sun already felt that he was dead.

He was trembling all over. He didn't know how long he was dragged along, and he could clearly hear the cracking of bones all over his body. His hands panicked and grabbed a few grasses, but they were unable to slow down the dragging speed at all.

Instead, the palms of my hands were burning and painful, and they were sticky and filled with liquid.

Yang Xiaotian was horrified when he saw the blood on the ground. He was afraid that both he and Uncle Sun would die tonight.

But I still caught up.

Guihun stopped for a moment, smiled strangely at Yang Xiaotian, and wrapped his twisted hands around Uncle Sun's hand like a piece of cloth.

"Ah ah ah -" a dull shout came.

"Click"

Uncle Sun's hand was hanging down weakly, like a broken branch.

The ghost was wrapped around Uncle Sun's neck, tilting his flat head in a sinister manner.

"Hey hey hey, you're next."

"Kill you, then go kill Jiang Yuan, Jie Jie."

"Everyone is going to die."

Yang Xiaotian picked up the stone on the ground and threw it at the ghost, "Fuck you!"

"Kill me, and I will kill you even if I turn into a traitor!"

The ghost was not afraid, and it did not react at all when it was hit dullly by the stone.

Uncle Sun's face was pale, but he could still move his hand and pulled at his neck.

He collapsed on the ground, his legs struggling to kick the ground, the blood on his palms was all over his body, and his chin and neck were all covered in blood.

His eyes were wide open, he was covered in cold sweat, and veins were exposed on his temples.

It's about to die!

Yang Xiaotian rushed over, but there were two cold auras around him faster than him -

"Hey, what a new trick."

Xiaoyu was very happy, and the confetti flew onto Jiang Zhiyuan's ugly body and began to eat away at it.

It stood there, controlling the confetti, "It tastes very good."

Xiao Jin: "The master said that I want to stay."

"No, the master just sent another message, saying there is no need to stay."

When Xiao Jin heard this, he was not polite.

Xiaoge was used to such scenes and calmed down temporarily.

"What is this?" Yang Xiaotian was dumbfounded, "Paper man?"

"Still...still weird?"

"Is there anything else weird here?"

The paper man eats tricks, and the visual impact is still great. Especially the two pale paper figures with weird smiles who can talk like humans.

Although the tone is strange, the eyes move flexibly, really like a human being!

It makes people feel creepy!

Yang Xiaotian felt that he had gone too far and encountered such a dangerous thing again.

"Don't worry about it." Xiao Ge calmed down and knew that it was Brother Jiang who took action. "This thing won't hurt us, just don't disturb us."

Yang Xiaotian swallowed and did not dare to step forward, "So, is this good?"

"You can say that, but if you meet them alone, you will die."

Yang Xiaotian was speechless, then this is bad!

Jiang Zhiyuan's whole body was in pain. It howled and bit into Uncle Sun's flesh and blood. However, when the mourning stick hit him, he trembled and fell off Uncle Sun's body.

"What are you...I want revenge!"

"I'm going to eat you bitches alive!"

Its cry was unpleasant and harsh, and its flat face was covered with blood and tears.

It was unwilling to give in and struggled with the paper man.

In less than a minute, the paper man was pulled into the dark forest...

In the dead silence, only a string of childish laughter like silver bells remained.

after awhile.

Uncle Sun and the others are back.

Uncle Sun was carried back. He was injured, his arms and legs were broken, and he was covered in blood.

Jiang Zhiyuan's ghost just came directly to kill people, leaving no room for it.

"Ouch, it hurts..."

"It hurts to death..."

Uncle Sun felt that his bones were about to break. He gasped and looked at the sky, feeling that he was about to die. "Hah, huh, if I die, I will reincarnate myself... I will not come back to harm others." …”

Yang Xiaotian had mixed feelings in his heart, "Uncle Sun, hold on, I'll give you the medicine."

Xiao Ge felt sad at the side, "Uncle Sun, don't give up yet, maybe it's just a skin injury."

"You have already escaped death once, you don't mind doing it again."

Jiang Yuan came over and took a look, "It's okay. A few ribs are broken, and the bones of the hands and feet are also broken. He won't die, but he will suffer more."

[This Jiang Zhiyuan is too bad, even if he is being tricked, he will not stop.]

[Who knows how he died? What if there is resentment? 】

[When he was alive, no one harmed him, and he was very resentful]

[Evil people become weird after they die]

[Whether he died unjustly will be investigated by the supervisor later. Those who are guilty should not escape.]

[Yes, you think the higher-ups aren’t paying attention to the attention this time? 】

[If you ask me, he deserves to die]

[Aren’t Jiang Zhiyuan’s parents always in the live broadcast room? Why didn't his son come out to dance after he died? 】

[It seems that the person who was beaten was detained and has not come out yet]

[Um, then they definitely won’t be able to accept it]

[What about Brother Yuan’s ghost? killed? 】

"Jiang Zhiyuan is gone." Jiang Yuan took a picture of the angle below the hillside, but found nothing. "Well... he probably escaped."

"The mountains and forests here are huge. Once you escape, you don't know where you will go."

In fact, it had been swallowed by two paper figures, and not a single bit of it was left.

However, Jiang Yuan didn't say much.

"Outdoor anchors need to be cautious. Who knows which one will come first, the accident or tomorrow?"

"And when playing outdoors, you need to pay attention to safety. Cherishing life starts with me!"

Jiang Yuan said and poured a bowl of chicken soup.

Fatty Song came out from behind, "Brother Jiang, are we still going out to search for spirits tonight?"

"Go, you have to go, I've touched everything."

【love your life? Starting from you? 】

【You can't cherish it at all】

【What? ! (Roaring and knocking over the bowl of chicken soup)]

[Brother Jiang, it has to be you, your ability to tell lies with open eyes is still stable]