I stopped at the intersection and heard very clear footsteps.

After thinking about it over and over again, I decided to hide it first.

Most people should not be able to adapt to the state of soul. Perhaps the person who comes has not yet discovered that only the soul has entered this strange space and cannot make good use of this state.

I walked through the wall and hid in the house at the intersection.

The footsteps got closer and closer. The man stood at the intersection and shouted a few times, without moving forward.

"Ah, what are you doing...hello! Bastard exorcists! You guys are you doing it! What are you doing! If you don't help you, you will be locked up?hello! haha..." The young man sighed.

When I heard his complaints, I further confirmed his identity.

He was the young man sitting by the round table that day!

I looked carefully and saw that he was still dressed the same day, squatting on the ground, with his hands hanging down and his head hanging, as if he was a very common street youth.

After a while, the young man stood up and put his hands on his hips.

I quickly retracted.

This situation really makes me confused.

This should be the world of ghost stories that Skinny said. Of course, this ghost story is likely to be true, at least half of it is true, not made up by Skinny. He has not had the ability to completely brainwash himself. At most, he is focused to make the ghost stories he believes in more real, and to reset them according to what he wants in terms of details.

This time, the content that has been reset should only be the part of the "invitation letter".

The toy spirit could not take the initiative to invite us to its nest, find its carrier, and eliminate it. This is definitely not its original intention. Because of the thin man's ability, it had to send us an invitation letter.

The thin man did not add any details in this regard. Perhaps, when he thought of this, he subconsciously included the crow, scroll, and invitation letter that he had just heard me talk about recently. It was also possible that the toy spirit had completed this part of the blank content by himself and used the ability of the abilities he had killed before.

In either case, it is not right for the person invited by the girl to appear in this space.

This is unnecessary.

Unless...that toy spirit has other purposes.

Let us kill each other?

My first reaction was this.

The toy spirit uses tricks and kills humans for pleasure. If we catch us, we can kill each other, it is very consistent with its style.

Wait... It seems that it kills people by itself...

Dongqiang clang! Dang clang! Dang clang! Dang clang! Dang clang!

A strange sound came from the other end of the street.

The young man moved, which made me hear his footsteps and a sigh of "Huh".

The noisy sound became closer and closer, and there was a strange rustling sound mixed in the sound.

I judged the direction of the sound and probed my head again.

The young man was facing away from me, putting his hands on his hips, and posing in a very casual position. His head was slightly lowered, and his vision should be down.

I changed my position and saw what was blocking his body.

It was a toy that could walk automatically, with strange appearance, with three heads and six arms, one with a pair of hands holding a cymbal, one with a pair of hands beating a drum, and one with a pair of hands holding a gong. The simple, ugly toy hits the instrument in his hands and moves to the young man.

The young man took a step back.

The toy was just over, the sound of the instrument became slow, and the six arms and two feet slowly stopped, standing still.

The young man whined again, squatted down and pushed the toy.

For example, most street stall toys with poor quality, the thing moved its hands and feet again, as if the gears and other machinery inside the toy were touched. Moving slightly, it stopped again.

"This... this is not the one I was when I was a child..." The young man scratched his head and picked up the toy. After looking through it for a while, he grabbed the drumbeat and gong-beaters with both hands and pulled it hard. With a stinging sound, the festive red clothes worn by the toy man were pulled apart, and the two of them were also pulled out.

With a clang, another villain landed on the ground and waved his hand to touch the cymbal in his hand.

The young man was in a hurry and took two and a half-piece musical instruments, and picked up the one on the ground.

I saw the metal wires coming out of the toys in his hand, and it seemed that I could see the internal gears and other machinery.

"Really... this... seems to be what I did?" the young man said to himself, turning to look around.

I quickly shrank my head.

"What's going on? I said? You made a big teddy bear, and now you have made this thing. What do you want to do? Are your little girl crazy? Hello! Is your ability out of control? Hello————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

Dang lang lang! Dang lang lang dong lang!

The toy in the young man's hand began to make another noise. He exclaimed, as if he had dropped something.

Dongqiang clang! Dang clang! Dang clang! Dang clang! Dang clang!

The three toys made noisy noises.

The young man seemed to be muttering something, suddenly, I heard a slap and the noise disappeared.

"What a trouble...why is this?" the young man complained.

I heard his footsteps again.

He seemed to continue moving in the direction he had just now.

I waited for a while before I looked out.

There were three piles of debris on the ground, all of which were metal, plastic fragments, and red cloth heads.

I floated over and saw that the three toys seemed to have been broken by someone, and they were all incomplete.

Dongqiangqiang!

Suddenly, one of the toys started to move.

Like a dying person, all three toys moved and waved their hands with difficulty, trying to play the instruments in their hands. Obviously, their hands were destroyed and the instruments were broken, but there were still sounds.

They were pulled by invisible threads, got up from the ground, sucked most of the steps on their bodies, and pieced together the broken body.

Three toys were side by side, playing loud music, and began to walk forward.

I saw the young man's back. He had not walked far away, but he was walking in a straight line again, and his figure did not disappear.

As soon as he stopped, I hurriedly hid.

I had only time to float to the side and use the houses at the intersection to block my figure.

I didn't see anything, but the three toys seemed to be pinched by invisible hands, and their bodies were shattered inch by inch. The rope that pulled them could no longer work, so I could only watch them turn into powder.

The young man whistled and shouted loudly to the surroundings: "I said, this is too boring! I want to attack me like this? What do you think of me? I am not an ordinary person! I have any tricks to use it quickly! I still have a date! Don't waste time!"

After shouting, the young man began to walk slowly again.

I looked at the debris on the ground and thought about the young man's abilities.

Long-range attacks are very destructive.

This ability is something that my ability cannot handle easily.

It’s better... stay away from him and don’t have direct contact with him.

As I thought about the next plan, I felt a gust of wind blowing.
Chapter completed!