{"txt":"While hesitating, the dark shadow had already arrived in front of his bed.

It was only then that Li Suijiu truly saw the appearance of this dark shadow.

He is two meters tall, with sticky juice flowing on his green skin. His bright red hair, which is as bright as fire, is messily draped over his shoulders. There are two long fangs in his huge mouth.

In particular, he was holding a huge iron fork in his hand and eight skulls strung with iron chains around his waist, which looked very scary.

Ghost Yaksha!

Tong Xiaotang...is actually a ghost Yaksha?

Although Li Suijiu had never seen such a thing, such a word still came to his mind.

As for fear?

I don’t think so much.

After all, if Ji Qingzhu really wanted to harm him, there would be no need to spend any effort to carry him to Fushan Hall.

Of course, Li Suijiu decided to file a complaint with the government, otherwise he would be sorry for the woodcutter that Ji Qingzhu took away.

"Li Xiucai, do you want to eat steamed buns?" Tong Xiaotang spoke again.

"???" Li Suijiu.

"The steaming buns are stuffed with human flesh!" Seeing that Li Suijiu didn't reply, the head of Gui Yaksha in front of him dropped.

As you get closer, the fangs of the bloody mouth become clearer and clearer, and the liquid flowing on the green skin seems to be dripping down.

It was obvious that this guy was deliberately trying to scare him.

Li Suijiu punched this ghost Yaksha directly in the face!

"Bang!"

A hole was punched in Ghost Yaksha's face.

The tongue was broken into two pieces.

“(⊙.⊙)”Li Suijiu.

"(°□°；)" Tong Xiaotang.

The air became extremely quiet in an instant.

Li Suijiu really didn't react at the first time. Isn't this ghost Yaksha too weak? It's just like paper.

Wait, paper?

Finally, Li Suijiu discovered something strange.

What the hell is this Yaksha in front of me? It’s clearly a ‘paper man’.

At this moment, Tong Xiaotang screamed in pain again: "Oh no...Li Xiucai, you actually punched my face through! I want you to pay for my face, give me your face!"<

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Li Suijiu has a black line on his face...

You boy, you are really good at playing!

Since the other party hadn't had enough fun yet, Li Suijiu didn't expose it directly and quietly watched the other party's performance.

Tong Xiaotang started shouting and dancing with the iron fork in his hand, dancing like a whirlwind, making a "whooshing" sound.

Then, he took off the skulls from his waist and threw them one by one on the bed.

But until all eight skulls were thrown away, Li Suijiu remained motionless.

At this moment, Tong Xiaotang finally felt something was wrong: "Huh? Did you...find something?"

"I didn't find anything." Li Suijiu replied with a serious face: "The paper man you made is so lifelike, how could I tell it was fake?"

"Yeah!" Tong Xiaotang nodded, but immediately reacted: "Wait a minute, did you just talk about the paper man?"

"Did I say paper man?"

"You said paper people, and you said they were fake!"

"Okay, I said it." Li Suijiu spread his hands helplessly: "Although I also want to cooperate with you, but in view of your acting skills, I really can't hold it back."

"Can't help it?" Tong Xiaotang was stunned for a moment: "So, when did you find out?"

"When you walked in." Li Suijiu confirmed.

"This is impossible!" Tong Xiaotang didn't believe it.

She has always been very confident in her paper-tying skills.

Moreover, Ji Qingzhu once said that her paper figures can be fake and real. In addition, there are no lights in the room, how could they be discovered as soon as they enter the door?

Tong Xiaotang was very unconvinced and jumped out from behind Gui Yaksha: "Then tell me, how did you find out?"

So this guy has been hiding behind Ghost Yaksha all along?

Li Suijiu looked at the girl in front of him.

The girl has a bun and a short red and green silk skirt. She has big black and bright eyes, small and red lips, and a red beauty mark on her forehead.

She is not tall, only about 1.5 meters tall, but her proportions are very good, divided into three and seven equal parts, a perfect golden ratio, the best among lolita.

The most impressive thing is the chest, which is majestic and majestic. It has endured undue pressure at a young age, and its scale seems to be barely comparable to Ji Qingzhu.

Li Suijiu could only explain: "First of all, it is impossible to keep ghost yaksha in this Fushan Hall. If you enter the house in this image, of course it will arouse my suspicion."

"Based on this?" Tong Xiaotang pouted, her face like a bun.

"Secondly, after I punched the paper man in the face, your first reaction was not to fall to the ground and roll over, but to continue swinging the fork. This is obviously a sign that there is no pain."

"..."

"Finally, and your biggest failure, you actually threw the skulls on the bed one by one. If they were real skulls, they would definitely make a 'dong' sound, but your skulls are made of paper, so naturally they won't.

There was too much noise."

When Li Suijiu said this, he spread his hands again: "It's really not that I'm not cooperating, it's just that you have too many flaws. I didn't laugh on the spot. I tried my best."

"You!!!"

It’s so shocking.

Tong Xiaotang wants to find a reason to refute.

But just as Li Suijiu said, under normal circumstances, if the face is penetrated, he will definitely fall to the ground. Why didn't you think of it at the time?

The more I think about it, the more I feel that what Li Suijiu said makes sense.

For the first time, Tong Xiaotang felt like such a failure.

Seeing Tong Xiaotang looking like he was about to shut himself in, Li Suijiu felt a little relieved.

That’s it?

Just when I was thinking about whether to make two more strikes, Ji Qingzhu's voice came from the door.

"Hey, Tong Xiaotang, your performance today really disappointed us."

"..." Tong Xiaotang.

Ji Qingzhu walked in, still dressed in black with a hat on her head, but even though she was walking in black at night, her figure was still so mean.

There were two men who came in with Ji Qingzhu.

They are all wearing black hats, and one of them is the man who was following Ji Qingzhu in the alley.

He held a small porcelain vase in his hand. When he looked at Tong Xiaotang, he couldn't help but shake his head: "Xiaotang, hey...how could you make so many mistakes?"

"Absolutely useless!" The other last hit was more direct.

Good guy, you don’t need to take action at all. Everyone in Fushantang is an expert at last-hitting. Li Suijiu has finally figured out that Fushantang’s atmosphere is not right.

And Tong Xiaotang, who was stabbed three times in a row, is really autistic now.

I squatted directly in the corner of the room and drew circles on the ground with one finger.

Li Suijiu looked at the last man who had taken the last stab... he had a feminine temperament, narrow eyes, and a fair complexion.

Although she is said to be a man, she looks more like a woman.

"My name is Guyu."

Seemingly noticing Li Suijiu's gaze, the mending knife man said hello to Li Suijiu.

This name is also very feminine!

Li Suijiu responded in kind: "My name is Li Suijiu."

"I know you, a fifteen-year-old scholar." Gu Yu smiled back.

"Bi Twelve, we met in the alley just now." The man who was following Ji Qingzhu also introduced himself at this time.

"Li Suijiu, courtesy name Huaijin." Li Suijiu could only add again.

Bi Twelve also smiled and nodded: "Yang Fuzun praised you when you were selected as a scholar, but in the past three years, Li Huaijin's reputation has not been very good."
To be continued...