Chapter 12: Paper Figures
My eyes were like glue, I couldn't open them, and my head couldn't lift up like lead.
But the banging of the door got heavier and heavier, and I felt like they were almost going to smash the door of my uncle's shop.
Awake, I couldn't care about all kinds of distractions, and suddenly I opened my dry eyes with a hundred and twenty spirits.
"Who the hell is this? Still don't let people sleep? Did you hit a ghost in the middle of the night? Exceptional"
As my consciousness slowly cleared up, I couldn't help but yawn and said to myself.
In the middle of the night, I was alone in the store, and my first reaction was that these people wanted to take advantage of the fire to rob, using this despicable and treacherous means to trick me into opening the door first, and then rush in to knock me out and loot all my uncle's antique treasures?
Thinking about it so vigilantly, I found that it was very possible, after all, the antiques in my uncle's shop had been appreciating over the years, and a few of his items were casually worth millions.
But from their words, it is not difficult to see that these people seem to know me, otherwise it would be impossible to call me Teacher Xu, but when did I have the title of Teacher Xu? Or did they mean to call me Xu Laoshi?
My uncle's store is equipped with 24-hour closed-circuit surveillance, especially at the door, there is a counter and cash register.
I turned on the headlights in the store and went to the monitor to see what these people were all about.
As soon as I turned on the screen, I couldn't believe my eyes, there seemed to be nothing in this place......
I suspected that I might have encountered a ghost again, but no matter how I thought about it, the outermost floor of the storefront on the street was covered with roller shutters, and the part of the camera frame could clearly see the roller shutters swaying all the time, and the gang kept talking to me for help.
How can things with pictures and truths just can't see people?
Thinking of this, I was a little scared, and said that today was really eight lifetimes of mold, but when I looked down at the undulating movements on the monitor, I found that this was not the case.
The doors kept clattering, and the lights on the store were noticeable, but I was ignoring a lot of the essentials.
"It's not a person knocking on the door!" I shouted in horror as I looked at it.
With these words in mind, an arm was already reaching through the crack in the door under the roller shutter, and this arm was pulling like a rubber band on the iron cable that led to the glass sliding door inside.
I looked at it and saw that it was a paper man's arm, and yes!
The craftsmanship of the paper-cutting man is very good, and the arms cut from the pieces of paper are also painted in bright colors, which are much more gorgeous than the paper people in the paper shops at the back door of the hospital, but the moment this hand is stretched out, I can only feel a sense of weirdness and horror.
With a click, the lock of the glass sliding door seemed to be opened, and the paper man's body and head squeezed in along the crack in the door.
I hid alone in front of the computer screen shivering, afraid to make a noise, and this paper man found out that I had made a good mess of me.
I kept my eyes on the paper man who had broken in, and this paper man had been standing in the room and looking around, and when his body writhed, the folds on the paper were revealed, sometimes looking back, sometimes looking down, in short, as if he was looking for something in the room.
"Teacher Xu, Teacher Xu...... "If it weren't for the fact that he was as thin as a piece of paper, I think his movements would be basically no different from those of a human being, and the paper man was standing upright and shouting into the room.
Seeing that no one responded, the paper man took a few steps forward, and at this time I was already quietly hiding under the computer desk, not even daring to come out of a long breath.
I followed the legs of the computer desk and watched the paper man's every move, and the paper man had already walked to the computer table, only two fists away from my eyes.
As soon as he came to the computer desk, I smelled a foul smell, like the rotting smell of dead cats and dead dogs, and I couldn't help but pinch my nose and pluck up the courage to glance at the paper man's legs, only to find that the man's bare legs were crawling with disgusting maggots, and in some places even the bones inside.
The paper figure walked to the computer desktop, then paused, and it took a few seconds for the paper to start moving.
I hid down and didn't know what he was doing, but listening to the movement, I could probably tell that the paper man must be rummaging through the cabinets on the computer desk looking for something, because the bumping sound was so obvious.
"Damn, what the hell is this dead ghost here for? Dead people shouldn't need to shoot the money of the living, right? Or is he here to borrow something, I've seen a lot of stories of Yin soldiers borrowing food on the Internet, this person can't really come to his uncle's house to borrow something, right? I shuddered in my heart and muttered.
But I don't know what's going on, after the paper man opened an iron box, he immediately stopped moving.
Immediately after that, the sound of a hammer slamming into the computer desk came.
I hid under the computer desk, I never expected this paper man to come to such a play, I was already nervous, and my heart jumped and I screamed.
But fortunately, the paper man also screamed fiercely at this time, and his voice was obviously louder than mine, so I was easily silenced by such a scream.
I covered my mouth gloatingly, smiling at God's help.
The paper man's vicious cry was different from mine, my cry revealed endless fear, and his cry revealed an indignation that could not be concealed, it could be said to be righteous indignation.
I stared silently at the paper man's legs, waiting for him to find nothing or take something and walk away, but then I suddenly felt the sound of a person's breath coming out of me, and a faint air stream was tickling my hair.
In just a moment, a layer of white sweat immediately formed on my back.
I slowly turned my head to look behind me, and at this time, a very bewildered grimace was attached to my face, and her whole body was bent like a twisted flower, burrowing into the empty table.
"Hell!"
I couldn't help it, I finally screamed, and jumped out of the computer desk leg with clockwork on the soles of my feet, and ran as if I was running.
I copied a self-defense tool at random and held a baseball bat to the paper figure and motioned for him not to come.
The strange thing is that this paper man obviously didn't mean to hurt me at all, but persuaded him with all kinds of feelings and reason: "Teacher Xu, save us!" We won't hurt you! Listen to me, we were hunted down, don't believe you come to the computer desk to take a look. β
I had just seen four paper figures identical to him on the wall, and I was still a little afraid to look at the computer, even though someone was emboldened for me.
However, the paper man has been patiently persuading me: "Mr. Xu, Feng Shizhen, the most powerful reporter in the yin and yang world, is dead, but before he died, all his memories have been transferred to you, so now you are the only one who can save us." Any idea why someone would curse you? Because Feng Shizhen knows too much, someone has done something on the WeChat number left for you in the editor-in-chief Qian, so once someone adds it, it is equivalent to being cursed, those people were originally going to harm you, but unfortunately a little girl helped you stop the disaster...... And the people who curse you are the same people who are hunting us down today. β
This ghost surgery, when someone finally came out to popularize science for me, although I can't be 100% sure, but my intuition tells me that this is probably the case.
"Man, there are some things, but how do you tell me to believe what you say? Who knows if you're cheating? Deliberately lied to me...... Also, it's a colorful python who wants to frame me, hasn't he already been accepted? You don't seem to know about it! β
Who knew that this paper man sneered at this time: "Teacher Xu, you are really naΓ―ve, we are the Axe Gang of the Ghost Realm, what do we not know?" Four hours ago, this colorful python was given the result by you, but since he is the big boss behind the scenes, how can you see this person casually? β
As soon as I heard this, I became more and more confused, according to his meaning, it may not be my piece of dragon relics that killed the colorful python, but their so-called big boss behind the scenes.
"What do you mean? You mean it wasn't my dragon relic that killed the Colorful Python? But someone else? β
I didn't have any fear in my heart at this time, and asked the paper figure bluntly.
"The one who killed the colorful python must be a dragon relic, but if someone doesn't let go, the colorful python may still be at large, and he won't die in a daze, in short, this is a good game, let go of the colorful python and let it be presumptuous, but the big boss is forced by the situation, otherwise the big boss will not be sent to death if he is disciplined a little."
As soon as he said this, I understood something, to Zhang Huanhou to knock down this dragon's eye of the colorful python, we are determined to win, with the relationship between Ding Wufa and our ancestors, this big boss is forced by the situation to be a person who knows the times.
But a huge question arose at this time, what secrets did this reporter Feng carry?
At this time, I frankly followed the paper figure to the computer desktop, and when I fixed my eyes, seven or eight men in shrouds were carrying a red sedan chair and stopped at the door on the monitor screen.
As soon as the curtain of the sedan chair was opened, a bride with a phoenix crown walked out of it.