"Hey hey hey..."
That counter-grain knife was indestructible, and when it struck horizontally, it was so fast that even the wind could cut through it.
Nan Er also chose the best opportunity. The moment lightning lit up outside the house, he used the electric light to cover up the light of the counter-patterned sword when it was unsheathed.
By the time the other party reacted, the sharp blade was already close.
呲——
Just like cutting through fine rice paper with a paper knife, cut open the face of the guy dressed as Xia Zhichan in front of you.
Starting from the nose as the dividing line, the entire face is split horizontally.
"Hey hey hey..."
There was no trace of blood at the incision, not even flesh or bones. The person in front of me is like a painting, just cut out.
The upper half of his face was twitching his eyebrows, and his eyes were full of mockery.
Only the lower half of his mouth was open, and he kept laughing.
"How did you find me?"
"Cut the nonsense!"
Nan Er shouted loudly, turned the long knife in his hand, and chopped the face that had been divided into two halves into four pieces from top to bottom.
"Hey hey hey..."
The man smiled, and the color on his face seemed to be washed away by water, gradually turning into paper white.
The eyebrows, eyes, and mouth have also become painted with pen and ink.
There is already a paper man in front of me.
"It's really interesting that you, a mortal, can actually see through my disguise..."
The paper man's face, which had been split into four parts, was gathered in the middle to form a new human face, but the eyebrows and eyes were all misaligned.
One eyebrow is above the eye and one eyebrow is under the eye. One eye is on the top of the head, and the other is on the chin. The mouth squeezes out the nose and occupies the middle position.
"Hehehe, interesting, really interesting."
The paper man clapped his hands and jumped around like a child who has not grown up.
Buzz!
The blade trembled slightly and screamed.
Nan Er held the knife in both hands and made a gesture to draw it. He controlled his breathing and every muscle in his body began to tighten.
Before the sword is drawn, the intention of the sword is drawn first.
The lightning and thunder outside the house disappeared, and the darkness inside the house also disappeared. Even the annoying laughter and the distorted paper face... disappeared.
In Nan Er's perception, there is only one point left.
A sure hit.
Uh-huh!
The long sword was unsheathed, bringing out a stunning moonlight.
The moonlight was crystal clear and lovely, drawing a beautiful arc in the dark room. It came out of Nan Er's hands and landed straight on the paper man's heart.
puff!
A fist-sized hole appeared on the left chest of the paper man.
If he had a heart, this blow just now would be enough to crush his heart into a puddle of rotten flesh. It was like this when Nan Er killed Wang Dayan, the killer on the 13th floor, in Dong's old shop.
Unfortunately, Nan Er's opponent is not an individual.
"Hahahaha, that's really interesting!"
The paper man began to disintegrate from the wound on his chest, turning into pieces of paper flying in the air, but the harsh laughter still lingered in the room.
The flying scraps of paper twisted and changed in the air, turning into sparrows with sharp beaks. They flapped their wings one by one and swooped towards the south.
When the long knife was turned over, a lotus made of moonlight bloomed in front of Nan Er.
Those paper birds fell on the lotus, were cut open by the sharp petals, and then twisted into pieces, and pieces of white paper fell down.
It seemed like it was snowing inside this house.
But in the end, there were flying birds that escaped the beautiful but deadly lotus. Their sharp beaks, carrying the sound of strong wind, cut through Nan Er's sleeve in an instant.
"Hey hey hey..."
There was laughter in the air again.
Nan Er turned back to dodge, and the knife in his hand cut the flying paper birds in half.
Crackling.
Those paper birds only had their wings or bodies slightly chopped off, just like real birds, and fell to the ground unsteadily.
"Humph, that's just the way you are."
Nan Er just breathed a sigh of relief. He held his knife in front of him and stared at the pile of scraps of paper and paper sparrow fragments on the ground, and said sarcastically.
"a ha ha ha……"
The laughter got louder, and the scraps of paper on the ground gathered in the middle. Slowly, another human figure stood up from the pile of white paper.
However, this human figure is even more rough than the previous one. It doesn't even have decent facial features, but only roughly forms a similar outline.
"Interesting, getting more and more interesting...I haven't met such an interesting person for many years..."
The human figure didn't rush to take action. Instead, he patted his stomach with his hand and made a belly-laughing gesture.
"Although I can't kill you, I can still play with you."
As it spoke, it trembled.
An overwhelming number of small paper sparrows emerged from its body, as agile as if they were alive. Each one shook its sharp beak, puckered its wings, and turned its white eyeballs, all staring closely at Nan Er in front of it.
Looking at the number of paper birds in front of him that far exceeded the previous one, Nan Er also felt a little numb, but now there was no way to avoid it and he could only fight with his last resort.
"Go ahead."
The paper man shook his shoulders, and the agile paper birds spread their wings one by one, flying up and covering the ceiling of the entire house.
grumble!
The paper bird chirped and swooped down with its wings folded.
The sharp beak pierced the air, making a harsh sound.
Wind blows!
Nan Er lowered his body, and the long knife in his hand rotated like a full moon in the sky. The shining moonlight tore the flying paper birds into pieces.
Bah.
But after all, there were too many paper birds, and Nan Er was accidentally taken advantage of by a few paper birds, and their sharp beaks pierced his shoulder.
With the sound of clothes being torn, a slender bloodstain appeared on Nan Er's shoulder.
Blood seeped out, staining the clothes on his back. But that's not all, the paper bird that crossed his shoulder took off from the ground again, ready to attack again.
boom!
Nan Er didn't just have the knife in his hand. He raised his foot and kicked the paper bird to the ground, and then crushed it with another kick.
Bah!
But he was distracted by his feet, and a few more paper birds passed through the wall of his sword, and then quickly passed over Nan Er's clothes, leaving another trail of blood.
"Two more, I just want to see how long you can last..."
The paper man smiled and waved his arms, and countless paper birds emerged from him and joined the flock of birds attacking Nan Er.
boom! boom!
Nan Er trampled the two paper birds under his feet again, but his face was scratched with an inch-long blood mark by the paper birds that attacked.
"Hmph, little master, I can hold on until you die!"
Nan Er looked at more and more paper birds. He gritted his teeth and said his mouth was still unwilling to give up, but the knife in his hand began to slow down.
After all, he was a human being, and swinging the knife over a large area was really draining his energy. In addition, those paper sparrows made sneak attacks from time to time, leaving blood marks all over his body.
The violent knife dance made Nan Er sweat all over even on this rainy autumn night. The sweat rolled down on the newly made wounds, causing a painful and itchy feeling.
"Haha, I can't hold it anymore, I can't hold it anymore."
The paper man clapped his hands, laughing and directing the paper sparrows to attack Nan Er more intensively.
Bang!
Nan Er fought and retreated. Now he had retreated from a corner of the house to the sculpture covered in red cloth. To his left was the door.
He flew up and kicked open the door of the house.
There was a strong wind, rain, lightning, and thunder outside, and the rapid raindrops rushed in diagonally, making the ground wet.
The night rain and cold wind blew in, disrupting the formation of the group of paper birds. Several paper birds were wetted by the raindrops and staggered to the ground.
When Nan Er saw this, he thought that this strange paper man must be afraid of water. He stepped hard on the ground and rushed out of the door with a whoosh.
Snapped.
Stepping through the rain, Nan Er stood in the courtyard.
"You're cheating! You're cheating!"
The paper man shouted inside the room, and his paper birds flapped their wings and made a noisy chirping sound.
"Hmph, come out if you can..."
Nan Er stood with his sword sideways, the rain wet his sleeves and clothes, and even washed away the blood that had just gathered on the wound.
He licked the rain mixed with blood drops on the corner of his mouth and smiled.
"Come in! Come in and let's continue playing..."
The paper man in the room kept shouting, but Nan Er ignored it completely. He felt that this place was too weird to stay for a long time, so he turned around and wanted to open the door and go out.
"I'm just a fool to continue playing with you..."
Nan Er turned around and cursed, then stretched out his hands to push the black door.
Um?
It actually didn't move at all, as if it was pushing a big stone. Nan Er didn't believe in evil and increased his strength. He pressed the door with both hands and exerted so much force that all the muscles in his body tightened.
"Huh? Why can't it be opened..."
When Nan Er was wondering, the paper man in the room spoke:
"Haha, I said you're not a fool. That door opens inward. If you push the door instead of pulling it, how can it be pushed open?"
"Yep……"
Nan Er thought about it, but he found that there was no handle on the door that could be used to pull the door open, not even a raised wooden bar.
How to open this?
Nan was still holding the reverse pattern knife in his hand. He planned to insert the knife into the crack of the door, trying to use the knife to stagger the two doors, and then go out.
But before the knife was inserted, he discovered that the gap between the two black doors had disappeared, which meant that the two doors had actually merged into one door in front of Nan Er's eyes.
"snort!"
Since ancient times, good people have been bullied, and good horses have been ridden.
Nan Er holds the knife in both hands and slashes it diagonally. Under normal circumstances, even if there is an iron door in front of him, it can be cut open with one strike.
Bang!
For the first time, Niwen Dao, who had always been extremely sharp, met a powerful enemy.
The sharp blade collided with the heavy black door, sporadic sparks flying, and the blade penetrated the door more than an inch.
But the door was not opened.
Nan Er drew his knife out, but as soon as his knife left the door, the marks made by the knife seemed to have been erased by a brush dipped in ink, as if they had never appeared before.
"this……"
Nan Er raised the knife and stepped back. He couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.
"Hahaha, you can't open that door. Come back and play with me..."
The paper man in the room continued to shout.
The rain outside the house is getting heavier and heavier, and the cold wind wraps up the cold rain, hitting people's bodies and faces, stealing away the temperature, leaving only the cold.
Nan Er took a few steps back. It was naturally impossible for him to return to the room with the paper man, but now he couldn't open the door and couldn't escape. He was in a dilemma for a while.
"Come in, come in and let's continue playing. Come in quickly..."
The paper man in the room couldn't get out. He could only keep shouting, like a child who needs the company of an adult.
Nan Er glanced around and saw that there were two moon gates on his left and right sides, but who knew what strange and weird things might be waiting for him in other courtyards.
"I don't know where Xia Zhichan went?"
He can't solve such weird things now. Maybe the people who solve these things have gone somewhere.
Nan Er is not worried about Xia Zhichan's safety. After all, his life is not in danger yet, so it is even less likely that something will happen to him.
There are thousands of thoughts in my heart, and my eyes are wandering around erratically.
Finally, I focused my attention on the courtyard walls on both sides of the gate. Although the courtyard walls were somewhat damaged over time, they were still standing.
Nan Er took a deep breath, jumped up, grabbed a cornice on the courtyard wall, and then kicked on the wall. He climbed over the courtyard wall like an ape.
Instead of going through the door, you can climb over the wall.
The paper man in the room behind him started crying. He shouted for Nan Er to come back, and his voice carried far away along the wind.
boom!
Nan Er stabilized his figure in the air and landed on his feet.
As soon as he looked up, he saw a black gate that was still standing quietly in front of him, as hard to cross as a mountain.
Then I heard cheerful laughter coming from the room behind me:
"Welcome back!"
