[Paper-cutter: The rituals used by the Master of Wei·she held funerals, and the painted ghost left on earth. It is said that this inspiration was originally from the Painter, and the two have always had disputes over copyright. In the end, the Master of Wei·he was completely bought out with Yin Chao and Ming coins. The Master of Wei·he was determined to belong to the Master of Wei·he. Wei·he painter was resentful and burned all the paper-cutters. This was the last surviving product (orphan)......]

【How to use: Blood feeding】

[Evaluation: People live a face, ghosts fight for their faces!]

【ps: People know ghosts and are terrible, ghosts know people’s hearts and poison... Are you a human or a ghost?]

"Mage Master?Painter?Associate Association?"

Looking at the faces reflected in the water on the mobile phone screen, Chen Ying's eyes narrowed into slits: "These names all have a familiar smell, weird series... Interesting, could Lu Yanfei be one of them?"

"His ability to change faces is somewhat similar to that of this paper-tie man, so he is a sly mage or a sly painter? Or... neither, but his ability is also a bit infringing?"

Chen Ying was thinking, and accidentally pulled off a piece of hair while thinking.

“Which one should I choose?”

Select the onset of dysfunction and start the logic genius

"From the descriptive point of just writing, the death notebook looks more tempting. It would be too convenient to kill a person by writing a name casually... If you accidentally write the names of all human beings on, the earth will be refreshed into a stand-alone copy!"

This kind of temptation of a mysterious horror writer is simply a deadly poison, and it is hard to refuse emotionally~

#Isolated Island of Earth#

#The Last Survivor#

#I am actually the god of death wandering around the world#

#Start with a note...#

Several eye-catching titles burst out in his mind almost uncontrollably, and the artistic cells flowing in his bones and blood were eager to create. Chen Ying's breathing became rapid and his fingers almost clicked.

Then,

Stopped at the last moment!

"Nonsense!"

Chen Ying gritted his teeth. Every time the lottery products were drawn, there was a trap hidden, and this time there was no exception.

"First of all, the prerequisite for using it is to sell the soul to the God of Death. What will happen if an ordinary human sells the soul to the God of Death? I'm afraid I'll just be burping on the spot. Even if I don't die by chance, I'm afraid I'll become an unconscious vegetative person!"

"Besides, even if it can be used normally... can only write a few names in a thin broken book?"

"The most important thing is that the use of objects is very limited - humans!"

"If this is a world of science, then this thing is really a magical tool, but the problem is... the style of the world has begun to deviate gradually. Can you write about dead people? Can you write about dead ghosts?"

"I write Lu Yanfei's name on it. Will Lu Yanfei die?"

Chen Ying frowned and deduced various possibilities in his mind. He chose one of the greatest probability to show that the probability that Lu Yanfei would not die was as high as 87%.

The reasons are as follows:

First, Lu Yan is not a human or a ghost, so he can't write it to death!

Second, this notebook can kill people in a directional direction, so writing names is just an explicit condition, and the hidden condition should be that while writing names, the corresponding person's appearance should appear in my mind. Otherwise, if one person has a heavy name, how many people will die... And who knows how many layers of masks were applied on Lu Yanfei's face? Therefore, I have no idea about his true appearance, so I can't write them to death.

Third, the pseudonym, Lu Yanfei has never admitted that this is his name, and the face he has changed now is not called Lu Yanfei, so it cannot be written to death!

......

In addition, I quietly thought about it in my mind, if I write down Chen Chao's name on my laptop...who is the dead person?

never mind,

You can't think deeply about this possibility!

With the agreement, Chen · Tool Man · Ying is a person who believes in his words and is now in the honeymoon period with Chen Chao. He cannot kill the donkey so quickly, and he may not be able to kill him... and he is likely to die together!

Damn ~

As soon as this thought came to my mind, I immediately suppressed it to ensure that Chen Chao, who was peeping in the small dark room, did not find anything wrong.

There are also some fragmentary operational traps, so I won’t go into details. With the above three reasons in the future, it almost blocked Chen Ying’s emotional impulse. After all, he is a logical genius who follows reason.

"Relatively speaking, the paper-cutters have fewer deceptive consumption."

"The most important thing is that the only surviving product is the only one. Even if you take it back and find that there is a pit, it is useless... It should be very valuable to collect it or sell it in exchange. At least, if you are lucky enough to meet the Master Gui, the other party should be willing to buy it back at a high price~"

“Ha~”

Chen Ying's mouth curled up a mysterious arc, and he wanted to win and lose first, leaving a way out for himself. After all, he is not a man who only knows the brainlessness. He has grown up!

【Choose the paper-cutter】

The rudder wheel gradually faded, and the paper soaked in the water slowly floated out, the thin waist was swaying, and the faceless face had no expression. Then, the mobile phone screen had ripples, and the paper was gradually pulled into a human form and came out of the mobile phone!

The car doors are closed.

A paper man lies in the back seat of the car.

Chen Ying: "It was not delivered by express delivery. This ghost is a bit of a brand~"

Xia Nannan looked through the rearview mirror expressionlessly, and she slapped her lips disdainfully. She was not packaged at the beginning, and she even came uninvited!

The bottle cap grinned and stared fiercely at the slowly sitting paper-tie man. It smelled a familiar and disgusting smell from the other person. And... the doll was distressed that it seemed to be thrown out of the express hole at the beginning, and the appearance ceremony seemed to be omitted, embarrassing.

The paper scraps rubbed against the backrest and made a rustling sound. The paper-tie man stood up strangely. His white face face faced Chen Ying who was turning towards him. His face suddenly cracked, revealing his jagged teeth. A piece of tongue condensed by shadows spit out and licked Chen Ying's face.

The facial muscles seemed to be scratched by ice cream, and dense goose bumps appeared. The speed of the tongue was too fast. Chen Ying had no time to dodge and was licked. Fortunately... it was not distorted, nor did he leave any saliva!

Xia Nannan's pupils suddenly shrank, and the hairless hair on her forehead was automatically blown away.

The bottle cap's teeth were even more fierce!

Chen Ying frowned, suddenly pulled out his natal fruit knife and cut it on his arm...

ps:
Chapter completed!