"When you were in the Yang family, that hunchbacked old man was also disguised by you? You're the papermaker? "I glared at the old woman, and now I want to know the doubts that are bothering me.

I still can't forget the old man who tied paper in the middle of the night in the old courtyard of the Yang family, pushing a broken three-wheeled old man with a bent waist.

He spoke in a voice that was full of intonation, and the eyes that seemed to be smiling when he stood at the gate of the courtyard when he left.

"The old woman only makes human skin, and there is the ability to tie out that kind of weird-looking thing, but if you really ask me who the paper-binding maker is, you won't believe it when the old woman says it." The old woman had a grim expression on her face, staring at me and laughing.

"Who is it!?" I asked, squinting.

The old witch smiled and said something that shocked my heart, "Hehe, Chen Liujin, your own grandfather." ”

"You think I'm going to believe your nonsense?" I looked at the old woman, she was just smiling so darkly, I couldn't tell if she was saying it was true or not.

"Didn't you already suspect in your heart, that paper town still has an empty coffin in the coyote ditch, why do you think the paper people in your village went to the coyote ditch? The paper-cutting and paper-binding you learn are originally the same, but your technique is far worse than that of Chen Laogou. ”

I immediately thought of the old man who rescued me from the paper town, the deserted village he took me to, those words, and what the old man told me later.

The empty coffin of the coyote ditch came to mind.

There are so many things I don't know about this, I have to figure it out, I have to know the truth behind it all.

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"Pear Blossom, Pear Blossom, forget that you tried your best to protect your little granddaughter, in the end, it didn't fall into the hands of my old lady Liu, the pain you brought to the old woman back then, let you taste it today." As she spoke, the old witch withdrew her gaze and became fierce, and walked towards me with the slender knife.

"You're moving, I dropped it."

It's still cold and emotionless, but I'm almost excited to cry when I hear it, it's Ye Siming!

The old witch didn't seem to expect that there was someone behind her, so she turned her head sharply and said incredulously, "Who?" ”

Nima, this old woman is really blind, you didn't see the one who came in with me just now?

Ye Siming ignored her, holding a jar in his hand, the whole jar was black, a bit like the kind of ashes, the small jar was covered with a yellow cloth, and two fish were painted on the cloth, one black and one white, and there were some dense small characters around it.

I've seen this jar before.

When Qiao's second mother-in-law gave me a wedding banquet, I saw this thing in her house with that paper beauty!

Seeing this, the old witch poked a knife into my neck, and her heart was ruthless and not muddy at all.

But Ye Siming was even more ruthless, frowned, and threw the jar in his hand forward, and the old witch screamed, like a dog whose tail was trampled on, withered, and said, "Don't don't, if you have something to discuss, don't do this, if you overturn that jar, no one will want to live."

I don't know if I don't care about my life or what, the night Siming walked directly to me, and the old witch was jealous of the jar in her hand, so she could only watch him come to me.

"Let her go."

Ye Siming didn't look back, and said to the old lady Liu.

The old lady Liu held the knife, hunched her waist and said, "Put, put, put, you have to be careful of what you have in your hand, if that thing comes out, it's really broken, it's really bad." ”