Guanzhong Tomb Robbery Notes

Chapter 206 Give me back my head, there is no way to escape!

"Don't play tricks!"

"If you have the guts, come out and challenge me in a one-on-one fight!"

The stone mill roared angrily and stomped hard on the paper man's head.

Click!

The paper man's head was crushed.

The white paper shattered and the bamboo strips that served as the skeleton broke.

At the moment when the paper man's head was crushed, I clearly saw the headless paper man's body twitching.

Twitching like a human!

This reminds me of a story I heard before.

It is said that some paper figurine making masters are psychic and can bind the souls of the dead in paper figurines.

The paper figure with the soul of the dead can move and speak like a human.

Could it be that the soul of the dead is trapped inside this paper figure? !

If that were the case, the stone mill would chop off the paper man's head and crush it, which is a very taboo!

Maybe the soul trapped in the paper man will fight to the death!

"Nianzi, come back soon." I shouted weakly.

But the stone mill did not respond.

Maybe I was too weak and my shouting was not loud, so the stone mill didn't hear it.

So I said to Cui Hao, "Haozi, please send Nianzi back quickly."

Cui Hao didn't respond to my words.

what happened?

No matter how weak I am or how softly I speak, it should be so strong that Cui Hao, who is so close to me, cannot hear me.

I turned to look at Cui Hao in confusion.

He looked a little dazed, and ran forward muttering to himself, "Run, run."

"Brother, don't worry, I will definitely take you out."

Something is wrong!

There is definitely something wrong with Cui Hao!

My heart tightened and I quickly looked at Wang Hu on the other side.

Wang Hu and Cui Hao were in a similar state. They also ran at me with their arms held on to one side, with dazed expressions on their faces, muttering similar words.

There's something wrong with both of them!

"Rat! Tiger!"

I shouted their names and pinched them hard with my hands.

I wanted to use shouting and the pain of pinching to make them return to normal.

But these are of no use at all.

Instead, they ran faster and faster, gasping for breath like bellows.

If they continue to run like this, they will probably run themselves to death!

I guess they were possessed by some evil spirit.

I wanted to use the Buddha's relics to help them exorcise evil spirits, but my arms were resting on their shoulders, so I couldn't take out the relics at all.

"let go!"

"You two let me go!"

I twisted my arms hard, trying to free them from their grasp.

But their grip on my arms became tighter and tighter, clamping my arms like a vise.

broken!

They were controlled!

No matter how careful you are, you still get tricked in the end!

The witchcraft in western Hunan is really hard to guard against.

It is estimated that only Taoist Master Zhang can compete with this old man from Xiangxi.

I don't know how he arranged it.

Will he be able to save us in time?

As I was secretly praying in my heart that Taoist Master Zhang would appear quickly, I heard footsteps behind me.

The stone mill caught up.

He ran wildly with red eyes, and a pair of pale hands were hugging his neck from behind.

It’s the paper man with the chopped off head!

The paper man was lying behind the stone mill, with his headless neck pressed against the back of his head.

That way.

It's like treating the head of the millstone as its own head.

I only took one look and was so frightened by the paper man's strange movements that all the hairs on my body stood on end.

"Grindstone!"

"Are you okay?!" I shouted at the millstone.

The stone mill stared at my neck with its bloodshot eyes, unblinking.

He suddenly raised the goose-feather knife in his hand.

He shouted at me, "Give me back my head!"

"Give me back my head!!"

call!

The goose-feather knife came towards my neck with a strong wind.

The icy blade flashed as fast as a thread and reached the back of my neck in the blink of an eye.

At that moment, my nervous heart skipped a beat and I tried my best to lower my head and shrink my neck to avoid it.

Swish!

The blade passed along the back of my neck.

I felt a chill all over the back of my neck.

A clump of hair stuck to the back of his neck fell down.

My life was almost over!

In a panic, I glanced at Cui Hao and Wang Hu on both sides.

I wanted to see if they were injured by the knife.

This made me even more nervous!

The back of their collars are gone!

It was obviously cut off by the knife just now.

The knife of the stone mill is really meant to chop off your head!

"Hey hey hey!"

Cui Hao and Wang Hu grinned at the same time.

They both turned to look at me.

They said in unison: "Give me back my head!"

At this time, the stone mill also shouted these four words.

"Give me back my head!!"

Cui Hao and Wang Hu carried me and made a 180-degree turn.

Then he stopped and faced the stone mill that was chasing him.

My heartstrings tightened instantly.

Swish!

A cold light flashed, and the goose-feather knife was placed on my neck.

I felt the blade slowly cut into my skin.

A slight pain came.

Blood flowed from the cut skin.

The blood beads slowly slid down the blade, leaving a bloody mark on the goose-feather knife.

"Grindstone! Stop it!"

"it's me!"

"Wake up!"

"Haozi! Huzi! Wake up, both of you!"

The heart-tearing pain I felt just now caused considerable damage to my body, and I haven't recovered my strength yet.

I can't break free from the two of them.

Not to mention fighting against a knife at your neck.

We can only hope that the roar will wake them up.

But my yelling didn't work.

The three of them were completely possessed, their eyes glazed over as they shouted, "Give me back my head!"

"Give me back my head!!"

Without shouting, he would put more force into the stone mill.

I can feel the blade cutting through my skin and into my flesh!

Any deeper and it would have cut my carotid artery!

This is killing with a slow knife!

At that moment, I was enveloped by a strong smell of death.

I felt like my head would fall off in the next second!

I tried to tilt my neck to the other side, my mind racing to think of a solution.

I racked my brain for any possible help.

I immediately thought of Old Man Su.

His leg was poisoned and he should still be next to the big tree.

"Lao Su!"

"Master Chen..."

I quickly looked in the direction of the sound.

Old man Su walked towards me, leaning on a branch and dragging his injured leg.

The injured leg slid across the ground, making a rustling sound.

Given the old man Su’s injuries, it would be difficult for him to save me.

But as long as you can help me get out... no, help me free one arm, there will be hope!

"Lao Su, come and help me!"

"it is good."

Old Man Su grinned grimly, his face wrinkled around his nose.

There was a sinister light in his eyes.

It looks so eerie and scary no matter how you look at it.

I suspected that I was seeing things. Why would Old Man Su have such a sinister smile?

He blinked hard and looked at Old Man Su again.

The eerie smile was gone, replaced by a warm and gentle smile.

He grinned and raised the stone in his hand.

Then he smashed it down with force.

"I'll help you... return your head!"

call!

The stone hit my head with the sound of wind!

Oops!

Old Man Su was also controlled!

On the left was a goose-feather knife that cut through the skin of the neck, and on the right was a stone falling with a whistling wind.

There's really no way to escape now!

Do we really have to give its head back to it?