My grave.

Ye Lao said that there was a paper-cut buried in the tomb, but in fact...... That's just another me.

Someone lives in place, and of course someone dies in place.

It's just that what I was buried in that grave was a paper-cut that contained my body and essence.

After saying these words, the old man stood up and moved his muscles, then looked at the sky, and said, "The hour is almost up." ”

I still have some doubts about this, but now the priority is to go to the paperweight and bring my dad back.

When I went out, I took Xiao Yu with me and asked her to stay in the old man's ghost mask for a while, and then the old man and I walked towards the paperweight.

That place is very evil.

At the beginning, I was a little afraid of Ye Siming, and all the paper figures in it came alive to attack us, but now that I think about it, Ye Siming took me over in the first place.

Maybe there's some reason for that.

It was getting darker and darker, and when we got to the town, it was completely dark.

From afar, we heard the sound of "babbling", the voice dragged the old elder, it sounded like crying and mourning, the old man's rap scene began, maybe we could watch a play.

At this time, the town was brightly lit, all the lanterns hung high were lit, and half of the sky was white, and someone was singing on a stage, and the closer it was, the more desolate the sound became, and it sounded noisy and unbeautiful.

When he was about to get to the gate of the papertown, the old man did not leave.

He said he wouldn't go in, and he panicked at these things that looked like people and didn't look like people, and told me that I would be fine if I went in alone.

The weird singing sound of yin and yang makes people's scalp tingle.

I mustered up the courage to walk inside, the figures on the stage flickered, the headlights were on, I couldn't understand this thing, but I could feel a strong atmosphere of the old times, like Sichuan opera, and like that kind of Qin accent.

There are constantly figures shuttling on the stage, all of them are dressed up actors, and there are also many audiences under the stage, but not surprisingly, all of them are paper figures.

My presence didn't attract their attention, they were all listening to the play,

With the sound of tight gongs and drums, the stage opened, babbling and singing, but I didn't have the heart to watch or listen.

I'm looking for my dad, and I haven't found him since I've been here.

The people singing on the stage came and went, and so on, I don't know how many scenes and scenes I changed, and I became more and more irritable.

I looked at it for a while, couldn't sit still, and prepared to go to the paperweight to find it myself.

Just as I was getting up, it suddenly went dark!

It was pitch black, the headlights went out, and the sound stopped.

The scene was immediately chaotic, and after a minute, a bleak erhu sound sounded, the temperature at the scene plummeted, and the atmosphere became very weird.

There were a few scenes on the stage, they babbled and sang in a high voice, singing the night more intensely, and with the cooperation of the erhu sound, it sounded as ugly as crying and mourning.

Their voices turned into ghosts crying wolf-like singing, which was not only unpleasant and unaesthetic, but also made people feel creepy.

This made me can't help but take a few more looks at the drama on stage.

The first thing I saw was the very tall paper figures, which stood out in a group of plays. Behind him is a group of dancers who dance for him, and it is the main character, one person plays two roles, one moment singing male voice, and sometimes singing female voice.

And the group of actors behind it are not people.

It's a bunch of ghosts.

Ghost singing.

Yes, that's the ghost trick.