"Huh?"

"The supernatural powers seem to be gradually dissipating, what is the reason for this?"

On the road outside the Cuijiang Hotel, Huang Quan found that the supernatural power on the paper figure had gradually dissipated since it was suppressed by the coffin nail.

If this continues, it won't be long before the paper figure loses all supernatural and transforms from a supernatural object into an ordinary paper figure.

"This is a way to use the ability of ghosts, when the paper man is suppressed, the spirit will begin to dissipate, so that people can't follow the clues of the paper man to find themselves."

Huang Quan thought about it for a moment and understood what was going on.

"Now it seems that this so-called Miss Yue is really cautious enough, and she doesn't want to leave any clues, but it's a pity that she met me."

Huang Quan reached out and lifted the paper figure on the ground, he wanted to trigger the curse of the firewood knife by touching the paper man, so as to find the other party.

While carrying the paper man Huang Quan, he muttered to himself: "Miss Yue doesn't seem to pay attention to these paper figures, why is this?" Can paper figurines still be mass-produced? ”

Soon.

The motionless paper figure suppressed by the coffin nails was picked up by Huang Quan with his left hand, and in Huang Quan's right hand, he held the old firewood knife.

The moment it was touched, the curse of the firewood knife was triggered.

The scene in front of him changed, and Huang Quan found that the Cuijiang Hotel was gone, and the place where he was staying now was not on the road outside the hotel.

Huang Quan carefully looked at the scene in front of him, and he knew that all that he was seeing so far was similar to an image, and this was the source of the paper man.

This is an old house with a decorative style during the Republic of China, and the lighting in the room is a little dim, giving people a very oppressive feeling.

There are a cut paper figures in the room, there are many paper figures, and Huang Quan must have at least twenty at a glance.

"Paper figurines can really be mass-produced." Huang Quan couldn't help but complain in his heart.

In the middle of the room, there was a table and a chair, on which stacks of paper were placed, and on the floor around the table, there were dense scraps of paper.

At this time.

A woman with long hair and a shawl is sitting in a chair, intently cutting paper.

The woman's paper-cutting movements are very fast, and she is obviously very skilled in paper-cutting.

Because of the angle, Huang Quan could only see the woman's side face.

The woman was wearing a white dress, probably because it was a little cold, and the woman was also wearing a red Republican-style coat.

From the looks alone? Is this a very cute woman? It just looks like he's underage, only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Is it an old pair of scissors that the woman uses to cut paper? When Huang Quan's eyes saw this scissor? I couldn't help but look moved.

Because the scissors are very old and rusty? It's exactly the same as the coffin nail and the firewood knife in Huang Quan's hand.

"The paper man is just a supernatural product, and this scissor is the real supernatural item? Paper figures can be cut. Huang Quan's eyes flashed.

This moment? Huang Quan was desperate to know where the house was, and he was fascinated by the rusty scissors.

The woman's fingers flew, the confetti fell, and soon a paper figure was cut out? It's just that this paper figure is small? It's about the size of a palm.

The woman got up and placed the palm-sized paper figure in the room with an empty seat.

Strange things happen.

When the paper figure broke away from the woman's palm, it began to grow rapidly, and soon became the size of an ordinary adult.

When the woman got up, Huang Quan also saw her appearance? The woman is not tall, only about 1.58 meters? Less than one meter six.

And the woman's appearance is very exquisite, if you use modern words to describe it? This woman is the type of Lori.。

After setting the paper figure in place, the woman sat back in her chair and began to cut the second paper figure.

Huang Quan's eyes began to look at all the items in the room.

The room is not small? Except for the tables and chairs in the middle of the house? Most of the rest of the space is used for paper figurines.

"Huh? That's ......"

Huang Quan's gaze through the open door of the room? I looked out into the hall.

Standing in the position of Huangquan, you can clearly see that there is an incense case in the hall.

and a mouthful of red ...... Coffin!

The color of the coffin is very similar to that of the ghost coffin, both are red, and they are placed behind the incense table, which is filled with various offerings and a spiritual table.

There is a photograph of a woman's portrait on the spiritual table, and the woman's appearance on the portrait is exactly the same as the woman who cut paper in the room where Huang Quan is located.

"Looks so similar, and the person on the spiritual throne is a relative of this woman? No, no, the image on the spiritual throne is this woman! ”

Huang Quan found that the woman in the portrait was not only the same as the woman in the room, but even the most subtle features of her face were identical.

Both have a small mole at the center of their eyebrows, and a tear mole under the corner of their left eye, so subtle that even twins will be different, and it is impossible to be exactly the same to this extent.

"If the person on the portrait is the woman in the room who cut paper, then the red coffin behind the incense case is the ......"

Huang Quan's eyes shrank, this old house was full of weirdness, paper figures, scissors, portraits, coffins, including the woman who was cutting paper, all were weird.

"It's a pity that this is just a video triggered by the curse of the firewood knife, otherwise you can open the coffin to see who is lying inside, or if there is no one in it at all."

While thinking, Huang Quan found that the scene in front of him began to gradually become blurred.

"Is the supernatural power in the paper man about to dissipate? It seems that if you want to know the truth thoroughly, you still need to find this old house. ”

Huang Quan wasn't very interested in the woman and the others in the house, what he was really interested in was the scissors in the woman's hand.

The scene in front of him became more and more blurred, Huang Quan glanced at the paper figure and the woman in the room and said, "The curse has been triggered, it doesn't seem good not to do something."

Brush!

Without hesitation, Huang Quan took advantage of the fact that the supernatural power of the paper man had not yet dissipated, and the firewood knife held high in his hand slashed at the woman who was cutting paper.

The next moment.

A strange wound appeared on the woman's neck, and the necks of the other paper figures in the room also seemed to be cut off, and the heads of the paper figures fell to the ground.

When Huang Quan slashed this knife, the supernatural power of the paper man completely dissipated, and the scene in front of him returned to the road outside the Cuijiang Hotel in Pingyang City.

I don't know if it's Huang Quan's illusion, but before the scene completely disappeared, Huang Quan found that the woman had turned her head and looked at the place where Huang Quan was standing before.

And the red coffin in the hall.

It seems, too, opened a corner.........