The autumn rain makes people feel a little cold, because it is night, and this funeral street has long been empty, and it looks a little bleak and strange at the moment.

The two rows of the street are all shiny cobblestone paved paths, walking on it is still a little gruggling, because it is a funeral street, the shops around are closed at the moment, and the doors are placed wreaths, some shops are also placed paper people at the door, at this moment under the rain washing, the wreaths are wet by the rain and scattered aside, some paper people are wet by the rain, the people in the funeral street are very good at craftsmanship, so these paper people are lifelike, if others suddenly come here, they will be scared half to death when they see these paper people.

It's just that those paper figures don't have their eyes drawn, and there is a rule in the funeral street that everything made according to living creatures cannot be painted with eyes before being burned, in order to prevent the things made from coming to life and running away.

In the eyes of others, this is a bit nonsense, and now it is the period of the Republic of China, and it is not the feudal superstition of the original Manchu era. But this is a rule left by the ancestors, and the people on the funeral street regard this rule as an iron law, so no one will keep the contract.

The innermost part of the street is a shop specializing in selling ingots and candles, and the owner of the shop also knows some psychic skills, in fact, most of the owners of this street will have some supernatural skills, otherwise it is impossible to gain a foothold in this place where the yin qi is the heaviest.

At this moment, the boss Wang Mo is sitting in the room stacking ingots, tomorrow there is a big family to book 1 large box of ingots, Wang Mo thinks he is a very black-hearted boss, he saw that the person who came directly asked for 3 oceans.

But what Wang Mo didn't expect was that guy seemed to be even more black-hearted, and after listening to Wang Mo's words, he didn't even think about directly discharging 3 oceans. And said with a smile: "Boss, can you write me a receipt?" ”

There is such a good thing, of course Wang Mo is willing, but that person seems to be the housekeeper of a big family.

I only heard him smile and said: "My lord is the grandson of the original Baylor Ye, and there is a lot of gold in the family, you must do a good job, we will need it tomorrow!" ”

"Tomorrow?" Wang Mo was very surprised, he was used to being lazy on weekdays, and it was impossible to fold these ingots overnight.

"What? If you can't do it, I'll find someone else! ”

He thought of a way, but it was a little risky, and the temptation of 3 oceans made Wang Mo unbearable to give up.

Wang Mo paused: "Yes, but you are in such a hurry, you have to add a piece." ”

"Okay! Say! "The housekeeper was very crisp.

"Is it okay for you to write 10 oceans on the receipt?" The butler looked at Wang Mo with a sly smile.

Wang Mo raised his head, good guy, I just slaughtered you fiercely, you are good, you cut directly to the bone with this knife!

"Is it enough? Do you want me to write more? How about writing 20 yuan? Wang Mo said angrily.

He was really unhappy, he knew that he would ask for more in this way, anyway, the other party was a descendant of the emperor's relatives, and money was a number to them.

"No, no, the master will be suspicious if you write too much, I see that the boss is very real, I will come to you if you have any business in the future!" The housekeeper was delighted.

But Wang Mo wanted to laugh after hearing this: "This uncle, do you know what kind of store I have?" Specializing in the business of the dead, others are afraid to come here, but you say that you will come to me for any business in the future? After Wang Mo finished speaking, he shook his head with a smile while writing the receipt.

The housekeeper realized that he had said the wrong thing, and then smiled: "The boss is so funny, I appreciate you." ”

Wang Mo didn't speak again, but handed the receipt to the housekeeper: "Come and pick up the goods tomorrow morning!" ”

Admire?

Will you take me to share those 6 oceans?

"So fast?" The butler was a little unconvinced.

"Boss, you have to think about it, when the time comes, I will send someone to get the goods, if you can't do it, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people!"

Wang Mo smiled faintly: "In this funeral street, my Wang Mo is the most reputable in doing things, not to mention that the deceased is the greatest, you can rest assured, you will not delay your work." ”

The butler nodded with satisfaction, opened the oil-paper umbrella, shook off his robe, and got into the wind and rain.

Wang Mo turned off the light, took out the paper of the golden ingots, and sat on the ground.

"Good guy, I worked hard and tired to earn 4 oceans in one night, and he casually came over and asked me to earn 6 oceans by issuing a receipt, people, it really can't be compared, it's infuriating!"

"It's more infuriating! It's more infuriating! ”

There was a strange and shrill voice in the room, and someone was learning Wang Mo to speak. The voice sounded more like a child talking.

But Wang Mo didn't panic at all, he said in a very calm tone: "I'm learning, I'm learning, I'm going to burn you!" ”

There was a paper figure on the side who had no wind and spontaneously, but the paper man actually had eyes, and the paper man not only had eyes, but even hands and feet. From a distance, it was not a paper figure, but more like a real living person.

Wang Mo suddenly smiled evilly, he stood up and walked to the paper man, took out a match, struck the fire and said, "Brother, how about you do me a favor?" ”

This feeling is like the feeling of those kidnappers with bombs strapped to their bodies in Hong Kong films saying to others that I have a car.

The light from the match illuminated the face of the paper man, who was terrifying, but the face was as white as wax but was painted on both sides with a blush as red as cinnabar, and a mouth drawn in black ink grinned in an arc, which looked like he was smiling, but when he looked closely, it didn't look like he was smiling.

And those eyes, the taboo of the funeral street in Wang Mo This does not seem to be a taboo, those eyes look like real eyes, which makes Wang Mo very satisfied, he has always been very proud of his skill in painting eyes, and even some bosses specially let Wang Mo paint the eyes of the paper man, when he is lucky, someone will find that when the paper man is burned, he will see the paper man struggling in the fire.

Whenever others have doubts, Wang Mo will explain that this is a normal phenomenon, because the paper figure is a scaffold made of tree branches, and the fire burns the bracket, which looks like the paper man is moving, but the real situation is only known to Wang Mo himself.

The paper man saw the fire and took a step back, Wang Mo looked at the paper man with a smile: "Big brother, do me a favor, I won't treat you badly, how about it?" ”

"You come less, you come less, you promised him what you promised, and you want me to wipe your ass for you? Last time you said you would find me a companion, but you haven't done it yet! "The paper man seemed very unhappy.

Wang Mo's face sank: "Damn!" Why are you so careful? Don't you want to believe it or not, I burned you? ”

"....." paper figures.

The paper man was motionless, he had no heart, so Wang Mo bullied him and did not have any uneasiness about Wang Mo himself.

"You help me fold these ingots, and I'll draw you a girl!" Wang Mo smiled.

"Really?" The paper man asked suddenly.

"Really?"

"You didn't lie to me?"

"I really didn't lie to you this time!"