Worst!

I bounced out of my chair.

It was Song Meng who lured Yuan Jingchen and Feng Yue to the Horror Acrobatic Troupe, could she have any conspiracy with the Acrobatic Troupe?

Now that she sees it, can tonight's events still succeed?

Regardless of my nervousness, Song Meng stared at the paper figure curiously, "You guys...... What is this doing? I've only seen art students make statues, and they can also make paper figures? ”

Feng Yue rushed diagonally to block the paper man.

"Yes...... Folklore homework. We saw this kind of paper figurine on the street very special, so we bought it and studied it, and prepared to paint some folk paintings on it. Isn't that pen and ink? ”

There are brushes and cinnabar on the table, and they look like things.

Song Meng seemed to be fooled, "The paper figure looks a little weird, you can continue to paint." I don't know the world of art. Do you still have makeup remover? ”

"Yes, yes. I'll get it for you. Feng Yue breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly pulled Song Meng to the next door.

I saw Song Meng leaving, and I knew very well, how could this kind of thing be hidden from her? This kind of paper man, anyone with a little common sense knows that it is burned to the dead, and I don't know where Feng Yue's confidence came from to deceive the other party?

But now it's ready to fly, and I have to send it! No matter what Song Meng will do next, what we should do is still to proceed.

Yuan Jingchen didn't know Song Meng's problem, and like Feng Yue, he thought that he had deceived Song Meng, so he cut off some of the nails and hair of his hands and feet with peace of mind and put them in the paper man's mouth. Take another piece of yellow paper for drawing talismans and seal it with glue stained with cinnabar.

Wait until eleven fifty-nine, write Yuan Jingchen's birthday and put the headgear on it.

When the time comes, the hood will return to the acrobatic troupe with a stand-in paper figure.

The difficulty in this matter is that before that, Yuan Jingchen had to wear a hood to go out, creating the illusion of going to the acrobatic troupe. When the yin qi is at its peak at twelve o'clock, one person lights a tribute incense stick and attracts the things attached to the hood. Then Yuan Jingchen wrote down his birthday and put the hood on the paper figure before the incense burned out.

So it has to be done by more than two people.

I don't know if Master Liu's method will work.

But that's the only way we can do it.

The rest of the process is to mix glutinous rice water with cinnabar, and Yuan Jingchen's blood to apply the paper figure tightly.

This project will be handed over to Yuan Jingchen himself.

After Feng Yue took something for Song Meng, she came back and sat on the bed next to her, with a calm face and didn't know what she was thinking. However, when she saw Yuan Jingchen cutting her fingers unconsciously, the bruises on her face burst out.

"If you don't convince me tonight, I must call the police and expose you!" Feng Yue said viciously.

I shrugged my shoulders and hoped she wasn't too frightened tonight.

Time passed minute by minute, and when Yuan Jingchen finished painting the paper figure, it was only half past eight. But the two of them were already waiting impatiently.

When I saw that it was over, I took a lighter and a cigarette and went out to breathe.

As soon as I arrived to light a cigarette, I received a call from Zhang Wenshao.

"Brother Yang, I saw Boss Wang just now."

He lowered his voice.

I hissed, I'm afraid that Boss Wang was called by Song Meng.

He appeared in the ancient city at this time, was it for Yuan Jingchen?

It's just why Yuan Jingchen has to be?

I turned around to the room, grabbed my backpack and left.

Feng Yue grabbed me, "Are you going to run away?" Believe it or not, I'll call the police now? ”

I looked at her inexplicably, "I'm just going to the supermarket next door." ”

"What are you doing with your bag?"

"Shopping." I was speechless and asked her to look at my bag, which was nothing but a sanqingling.

Feng Yue's face was a little better, "Don't want to run, I'll call the police if you don't come back for a while." ”

I shook my head, mainly because I didn't want Song Meng to see my Sanqingling. I picked up my bag and went to Boss Wang's house, and Zhang Wenshao stood at the door waiting for me.

He looked at me timidly, huddled in the hallway. The first floor was not lit and dimly lit. "Brother Yang, are you here?"

I was afraid that he would do something, so I stood at the door, so that I could easily escape in case of danger.

There's a guy up there, after all.

"Where did you meet Boss Wang? Has he ever been back? ”

Zhang Wenshao said that he seemed to have been back, "I was sleeping in my room just now, and suddenly I heard a sound on the stairs. Brother Yang also knows that this kind of house is not well insulated. When I stood up, I found that the door of Wang's room was open, and his room seemed to have been turned over, and things fell to the ground. Didn't you say he came back? And I saw Uncle Wang's back in the window just now, I can't be mistaken. ”

It is possible that it is not Boss Wang, but ......

I glanced at Zhang Wenshao, and he didn't seem to know anything. He didn't know he was dead, and he didn't know that his body was in the freezer next door.

"I'll go up and have a look."

Whether it's Zhang Wenshao or Boss Wang, you can see it when you go up and take a look.

I asked Zhang Wenshao to wait at the bottom, and rushed upstairs in three and two steps.

The lights in Boss Wang's room were on, and things were messy. It looks like someone has been here.

My eyes fell on the freezer.

The freezer door was closed, and there was a lot of frozen food scattered around.

It should be Zhang Wenshao's body that came out.

But Zhang Wenshao saw Boss Wang again, either Zhang Wenshao was wrong or lied to me, or Boss Wang transported Zhang Wenshao's body away?

After all, he hid the corpse, and there must have been a purpose in doing so.

Now it's time to take the corpse?

Is it related to Song Meng?

I walked over to the freezer and pulled up the door, which was empty.

Zhang Wenshao appeared at the door, "Brother Yang, what's in the freezer?" ”

"Didn't you wait at the bottom? Nothing, just some frozen food. I looked at him wary.

He stood at the door of the room empty-handed, and did not come in.

"Every time I passed by Uncle Wang's room, I would feel scared, as if there was something in his room that I couldn't face. But now, that feeling of fear is gone. Zhang Wenshao said.

It turned out that he himself sensed it.

That's why he didn't know he was dead? Don't want to face it?

I don't know much about this situation and haven't encountered it. Subconsciously felt that it was safer for him to stay like this.

We went downstairs, and I told Boss Wang to tell me if I saw him again.

Zhang Wenshao said okay.

His face was even paler, bloodless. A pair of eyes were bloodshot, and it really looked like they had nothing to do with the dead.

I took a deep breath and hurried out of the supermarket. When I arrived at the door of the inn, I found that Zhang Wenshao was still standing at the door, looking at me quietly.

Eccentric!

I shook my head and went into the store. I saw that there was no one in the living room.

Song Meng was not there, I walked to the dormitory and found that Yuan Jingchen and Feng Yue were not in the room either!

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