Chapter 7 Puppet Doll
Yang Qirui looked at the cool-looking girl who casually took out the so-called peach wood sword and remained silent.
This expression is already very respectful. Who among modern people still believes in this?
What kind of monsters and demons can a peach wood sword kill?
"Hey, little girl, I've already told you I don't need you anymore," Yang Qirui said with a headache, "How about this, I don't need you to return the deposit, you can go now."
I don't know which heartless person was able to cheat such a young girl. His problem here can only be attributed to being framed by a villain and simply bad luck.
Su Nanzhi's skin was very fair, her face even a little pale, but her eyes suddenly became sharp.
Because it was getting dark.
In ancient times, the time of Xu was called dusk. The sky and the earth were dim and everything was hazy, so it was called dusk.
The sounds of the wild cats around suddenly became denser, as if they were stimulated by something.
Yang Qirui also noticed it, but he subconsciously wondered if something had happened outside to provoke the group of wild cats.
Su Nanzhi's expression did not change, and she did not answer Yang Qirui's words. She looked at the dance floor in the middle of the bar.
"Did anyone die on the dance floor?" Su Nanzhi asked.
Yang Qirui was stunned and blurted out, "How do you know?"
But as soon as he said that, he remembered that the incident was actually quite serious.
What's so surprising about a little girl knowing this?
He felt a little complicated because he was the one being scammed.
Su Nanzhi was too lazy to explain to him and walked straight to the middle of the dance floor. There was obvious blood in that position, which was the power of the curse.
Who would be so bored as to curse an inconspicuous bar.
The peach wood sword in Su Nanzhi's hand stabbed into the center with a "chi". In an instant, a creepy scream was heard from the direction where she inserted the sword.
The sky, which had been dimly lit, suddenly became completely dark.
Yang Qirui, who was standing closest, had the strongest sense, and he couldn't even help but exclaim, "Fuck!"
Damn, even the effects in movies can’t be this realistic!
He suddenly felt a chill around him.
"Squat down." He suddenly heard these words in the darkness and did as he was told subconsciously.
The next second, a peach wood sword with a flaming glow flew out of Su Nanzhi's hand, flew over Yang Qirui's head, and accurately pierced something.
Stuck in the wall.
Yang Qirui seemed to hear a scream.
“…”
This brief one-minute observation overturned Yang Qirui's outlook on life, which had lasted for nearly forty years.
After a "click", the light came on.
Yang Qirui saw clearly what was nailed to the wall by the peach wood sword: a puppet.
On the other side, a cute little girl with short hair slowly walked over, pulled out the sword from the wall, and reached out to take the puppet doll.
Then he threw it to Yang Qirui.
"Look, is the birth date and time at the back yours?"
Yang Qirui: “!”
Anyone would go crazy if they were suddenly given such a weird thing.
The puppet doll has a nose, eyes and a mouth on its face, which makes it look even more weird.
"Little girl...Oh no, Master, t-what is this?"
His voice was a little shaky. Who the hell would believe what he just said?
The birth date and time on the back of this puppet are really his.
He originally didn't pay attention to his birth date, but since he had been so unlucky recently, he went to have his fortune told twice.
(End of this chapter)
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