Chinese see the nature of mother and child, and the worm is the same, no matter how a mother and child are separated, they will always try their best to meet.

This was true during life, and it will be so after that.

This "Seventy-two Secret Techniques" is very thick, and the front is recorded in front of some folk strange magic methods, and these are all scattered pages, and it is very likely that they were added later.

And when I looked at the handwriting on it, it didn't look like a single person, many of it could have been written by generations, and I didn't want to read these things in the middle of the night.

I was putting on the quilt and sleeping when I turned off the lights and was about to rest, when I suddenly felt a person standing outside the hall because there was a knock on the door several times.

But the knocking was not loud, and when I pricked up my ears to listen carefully, there was no movement outside.

I didn't pay much attention to it until I opened the gate in the morning, and when I looked down and saw a ball of paper ashes burning at the gate.

Next to the paper ash is also a pair of conjoined paper figures.

It's a paper man again!?

I was now afraid of the paper figures, and I walked over to pick them up and saw that it was a wedding gift, a bit like the old pair of red paper figures.

It is not the same as the red paper figure enshrined in the shrine of grandma's house in the past, because the red paper figure in the shrine is cut out of the window grille, and this one is pierced.

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And there is also a red thread tied to the hand.

I'm a little ugly, I don't know what the hell this thing is, but it doesn't feel good to me.

At this time, the door of the inner room opened, and Zhong Bai happened to see the small paper figure of a one-to-one man and a woman in my hand, and when he came over, he saw the pool of ash at the door.

He asked me what was wrong.

I remembered that I heard someone knocking on the door in the middle of the night last night, and asked him if he had heard someone knocking on the door last night.

Zhong Bai shook his head, but after he saw what I was holding, he already understood a little.

He took it and played with it in his hand, his eyebrows raised and he was a little unpredictable.

"Could it be the paper beauty?" I've already seen the evil nature of the paper beauty, and when it appeared after the Tian family burned down, I knew that it couldn't be destroyed so easily.

Even if I threw it into the river, and it came back that day when it rained, I shuddered at the thought of the paper beauty crawling out of the river in the dark of the night on a rainy night.

Zhong Bai is also not sure, maybe he can't figure out why the paper beauty does this.

Looking at the puddle of ash at the gate, I felt quite remorseful, so I took a broom and a shovel to sweep it away, and when I went out, I wanted to throw the paper figure together.

But I didn't expect that just two steps from the hospital, an old voice suddenly came from behind me, calling a girl.

Early in the morning, I was a little panicked, carrying a small paper man and carrying a pile of ashes, and suddenly a cold old and hoarse voice behind me was startled.

I quickly turned my head to look back, and at a glance I saw Qiao's second mother-in-law on crutches on the side of the courtyard wall, her unkempt hair was very messy, and it could be seen that she hadn't taken care of it at all in the morning.

I saw her old cheeks wrinkled together, the furrows wrinkled like writhing earthworms, and she was dressed in navy blue old clothes.

I haven't seen Qiao's second mother-in-law for the past two days, and I found that he is getting older and older, and the speed of aging I don't know if it's my illusion, it's surprisingly fast.

His hair was almost all gray.