"Ah! Ah!" Atai shouted, waving his nunchucks to clear the way, and Aguan also wielded the Ghost Crying Sword to chop left and right. The evil dolls are small and cunning, and there are many of them. Some of them are hiding in the shelves, but there are still more dolls that have not cast spells on the shelves. In the dark, it is impossible to tell which one is the evil doll and which one is just an ordinary doll. clear.
Artai took out the exorcism spell taught to him by his sixth wife, recited it gracefully, and emitted a burst of red light, which made the dolls scream.
Aguan also carried enough white flame talismans. While waving the Ghost Crying Sword, he kept sending out white flames in all directions. White lights exploded in every corner, and the roars of the dolls came one after another.
"Grandma! Grandma! Where are you?" Atai shouted, slapping the doll on his body.
"Artai! Take care of yourself!" The sixth wife and her little brother and sister were forced into a corner by the dolls, so they had to open the basket and throw out a pile of white paper.
The white paper fell to the ground, shaking for a while, and the tall paper figures stood up one after another. The paper is powerful and has one arm, forming a copper and iron wall in front of the sixth wife and the little brother and sister.
Liu Po gave the order, and the paper figures opened a path to protect Liu Po and the little brother and sister as they moved forward.
At this end, Aguan was beating around for a while, feeling that the surroundings were dark and it was difficult to move. He had an idea and chanted a spell, and the dark room suddenly became brighter. It turned out that Aguan had summoned the Time Candle.
Although the light of the Time Candle was bright, it was not dazzling. Aguan saw Atai falling to the ground, desperately resisting several big dolls that wanted to pounce on him.
Aguan released several white flames, repelling the dolls that besieged Artest, and stepped forward to pull Artest up. The two covered each other, and then met up with Liu Po who was leading the paper team.
"Find a way to let Nuozai escape first!" The sixth wife held Xiaoqiang and Wenwen by the hand, and Wenwen was so frightened that she cried loudly along the way.
"Hahaha, you can't escape!" I saw the horned ghost standing on the far shelf, holding a stalagmite that can control the devil doll.
He waved the stalagmite, and saw the stalagmite light up, and the dolls on the shelves in the distance also moved, jumping down to join the battle.
Aguan handed the Years Candle to Xiaoqiang and asked him to hold it to help illuminate it. At the same time, he comforted Wenwen who was crying: "Don't be afraid, nothing will happen."
After Aguan finished speaking, he held the Ghost Crying Sword and rushed ahead to open the way. He threw out the Fuling Bag, and his ghost hands rushed out, tearing to pieces all the dolls in the way. Artai also successively released red light exorcism spells to protect Aguan, while Liu Po commanded the paper man battalion to advance steadily, occasionally releasing exorcism spells to repel the enemy.
Guarded by dozens of paper figures, the group gradually approached the stairs.
The horned ghost laughed and raised something. It was the pottery altar that Aguan and Atai saw in the secret room. It was full of evil spirits and ghosts.
"Try Xiaofang's stuff." The ox-horned ghost laughed, threw up the pottery altar, and let it fall to the ground and smashed into pieces. Suddenly, a strange green light appeared, and a big ghost appeared in the light, covered with blood. human face.
"What the hell is this?" Artest shouted in fright.
"Hundred-faced Ghost, kill them!" The Horned Ghost laughed.
The hundred-faced ghost came over and grabbed a paper man. The Hundred-Faced Ghost was made up of faces, and there was also a face on its hand. It grabbed the face on the hand of the paper man and opened its mouth to chew on the paper man.
Aguan shot a stream of white flames at the Hundred-Faced Ghost, scorching several faces on the Hundred-Faced Ghost, but other faces were still there, and more than a hundred mouths screamed strangely in unison.
The hundred-faced ghost rushed towards Aguan and slapped him. Aguan moved out of the way cleverly, swung the Ghost Crying Sword, and made a long gash on the arm of the Hundred-Faced Ghost. Several ghost faces on his arm were scratched by the Ghost Crying Sword, and bursts of black smoke came out, causing him to scream in pain. . The other ghost faces on the Hundred Faced Ghost also began to wail, and hundreds of faces were crying together. It was really a ghost's cry.
"Fuck, Aguan, he can cry better than your Ghost Crying Sword!" Atai saw it from a distance and was amazed.
Seeing that the Hundred-faced Ghost could not capture Aguan and the others, the Bull-Horned Ghost seemed a little impatient, so he smashed three pottery altars on the ground, exploding into bursts of yellow-green light.
Among the bursts of green smoke, three more hundred-faced ghosts walked out, and they were a little bigger.
When Aguan saw three more hundred-faced ghosts surrounding him, he secretly screamed that something was not good.
Fu Ling's cloth bag rushed up, the mouth of the bag shook, and a long thing jumped out of the bag, entangled the two hundred-faced ghosts.
Aguan was shocked. The new thing that came out of the bag was actually a pile of wolf heads. The wolf heads were strung one after another into a strip like a big python. Those were all the wolf spirits that were caught in the bag by the ghost hands on the shore of the black pool, and now they have become Fu Ling Budai's ghost hands partners.
The ghostly face on the Hundred-Faced Ghost opened its mouth wide and gnawed at the wolf's head. Not to be outdone, the wolf heads bit the Hundred-Faced Ghost's body.
The giant black hand clenched its fist and punched out, the bride's ghost claw flashed with red shadows and grabbed randomly, the pale ghost claw opened its bow from left to right, and the Fu Ling Bag volleyed to fight three hundred-faced ghosts.
Aguan was guerrilla on the side and seized the good opportunity. He raised a talisman high and aimed it at the back of a hundred-faced ghost. He muttered a curse and kept emitting white flames. White flames blasted the Hundred-faced Ghost's back into a blackened mess, and he staggered to the ground.
The thick arm of the big black hand was chewed to pieces by the Hundred-Faced Ghost, but it showed no intention of retreating. He swung his fist and hit the head of the other Hundred-Faced Ghost, and forcibly tore off the Hundred-Faced Ghost's head. Smashed into the body.
The Bride's Ghost Claw and the Pale Ghost's Claw were not idle either, and immediately worked together to catch the Hundred-faced Ghost into a cloth bag.
The last hundred-faced ghost was torn to pieces under the joint attack of several ghost hands.
"Hmph!" The Horned Ghost exhaled a foul odor from his nose. He seemed to be a little afraid of Fuling Budai. One of the horns on his head was broken off by the hand of the Pale Ghost.
Seeing that the Fuling Bag was about to rush in his direction, the Horned Ghost quickly jumped off the shelf and ducked into the stairway. Before escaping, he pushed down several shelves to block the way.
The paper people fell one by one under the fierce attack of the devil dolls. Everyone finally reached the stairs and retreated into the stairwell.
The demon doll behind him caught up again, and Artest quickly closed the stairwell door and locked it. Those demon dolls were roaring and screaming on the other side of the door, but they couldn't get in.
The lighting in the stairwell was dim, and there was a slight rustling sound above.
Aguan and his party were all frightened, knowing that there were more dolls upstairs, especially the products that were about to be put on the shelves on the first basement floor. There were dozens of times as many dolls contaminated with evil spirits as there were on the third underground floor.
The Sixth Po raised all the paper figures in the basket and counted them, but only fourteen were left.
Aguan and Atai led the eight paper figures in front to clear the way, and the remaining six were in charge of the rear, guarding the sixth wife and the little brother and sister in the middle, and the group moved forward in a file.
The iron door of the storage room on the second underground floor was closed at this time, but there were small sounds coming from inside. Aguan knew that the dolls on the second underground floor had also awakened under the influence of stalagmites, and they were probably waiting to be killed. He pointed upstairs and motioned for everyone to continue walking upstairs.
Before climbing up to the iron gate on the first floor of the basement, there was a sudden rustle from far away. The paper figures walking in front seemed to have stepped into a large array of marching ants. In an instant, a group of little guys crawled all over their bodies and fell down one after another.
"It's Barbie! There are so many Barbies!" Artest roared.
Everyone saw clearly that thousands of Barbie dolls, with bright red eyes flashing and blood dripping from the corners of their mouths, crowded down from the first floor.
The Barbie doll instantly climbed onto the paper people in front, tearing, gnawing, grabbing, and biting. Two more paper people fell down and were quickly overwhelmed by the army of Barbie dolls.
"Oh my God! I can't go up, go back!" Artest screamed and waved his hand, throwing out all the talismans in his hand. Suddenly, the red light burst out, reflecting the red stairwell, and finally blocked Barbie a little. Doll Army.
Unable to attack the first underground floor, everyone retreated to the iron gate at the entrance to the second underground floor. Seeing the Barbie legion killing them again, they had no choice but to open the iron gate and move to the second underground floor.
Atai pressed the light switch next to the door, and the second underground floor suddenly became bright. He saw groups of evil dolls running around excitedly, like crazy, some pushing shelves, some spinning in circles, and some Biting each other. When the dolls saw Aguan and others breaking into the second underground floor, they all howled, as if a swarm of bees had found a target and launched a massive attack.
"Come on -" Artest shouted at the two paper figures, lifted up the large shelf near the door, and rushed forward to clear the way.
