The man in the armor was not a living person, but a paper man.

Before my third uncle and I came out to resell the murderous house, I basically had no concept of such things as paper figures, and I had only seen them at funerals in some rural areas. And I have always stayed away from things like paper people and paper horses, and even paper cars, and bungalows, and I always feel that this traditional custom is a bit nonsense.

I have a hard time believing that after burning it, the deceased loved ones can receive it and use it underground.

But following the third uncle out to mix, his ability has not increased much, but he has a lot of knowledge.

I know that this kind of person who specializes in paper-binding people was made a paper-binding craftsman by the third uncle, and they were given the category of the four small yin gates by virtue of their one-handed paper-binding skills.

Especially what happened in Sister Hua's hotel, I realized more deeply that there are really people with amazing skills in this industry.

A person made of paper can walk with a grinding wheel. I know that this time it was a stand-in made with the help of my and my third uncle's finger blood, but what about this time?

I just watched a paper figure stand in front of me with a helmet on it.

Whose stand-in is this paper man?

The paper man's face was dazzlingly white, his facial features were drawn with a pen, the technique was strange, the colors were used very well, and the face looked colorful.

Just as I and the paper figure in armor looked at each other, the paper figure suddenly burst into flames without warning.

A flame first burned from the paper man's face, and soon spread throughout his body.

I was caught off guard and didn't know whether to put out the fire or wait and see.

Before I could react concretely, almost in the blink of an eye, the paper figure was burned clean.

Even the bamboo strips used to support the body of the paper figure were burned.

As the paper man was burned, the armor on his body and the waist knife hanging from his waist were scattered all over the ground, all piled up in front of the door of the former general's shrine.

I was a little dumbfounded, and my first instinct was that someone was manipulating, so I looked into the distance.

The street was deserted, and no one passed by, and the paper figure seemed to have been burned out of thin air for no reason.

I thought to myself, there is no one on the street now, and I can't guarantee that someone will pass by in a while. If this armor is found scattered in front of the General's Temple, it may attract people.

Thinking of this, I quickly leaned down and took the armor and waist knife back to the former general's shrine.

The armor should be genuine, the weight is not light, and it is quite difficult to hold it.

The armor was brought in, and I hung the armor one by one on the original stand, trying to hang the armor as it was.

I had a strange feeling when I looked at this armor, a kind of fear, as if there was something in it that I was afraid of.

But now that I've carried this armor from the outside to the inside, that feeling of fear is gone.

Instead, I looked at this suit and liked it.

In fact, every boy may have had a dream of being a general in his heart.

In childhood, it is estimated that they also played role-playing games, riding horses and fighting wars.

Charging into battle, that's the dream of most children.

Naturally, I am the same, not to mention when I was a child, and now looking at this suit of armor, my heart is also very itchy. I glanced at the statue of the general standing on the altar, and put the helmet on my head first.

The size of the helmet, after I put it on, was not too big or small, just right, as if it was tailor-made for me.

With the helmet on, I naturally wanted to wear all the armor on my body. After all, I've only seen this thing in TV dramas, and I never thought I'd wear it on myself one day.

I came here wearing the women's clothes that Liang Yue gave me, and I walked all the way here, not to mention how awkward it was.

Now I can finally change out of that woman's clothes.

This ancient armor is not very easy to wear. Fortunately, there was that clay sculpture as a comparison, and I compared it, and it took a lot of effort to put that armor on my body.

The weight of the armor is not light, it is very pressing, especially the helmet, which is very heavy, and there is a long bundle of cherry blossoms, which makes my neck hurt. I don't know much about this armor, but I generally feel that this armor is a bit like the Qing Dynasty in the TV series.

I wore my armor and carried my waist sword, and I walked back and forth twice in the former general's shrine, and with the rattle of armor, I felt that I was extremely majestic. It was as if he had been possessed by a general, patrolling the city walls.

"Boy, you are not so brave that you dare to wear my armor."

I was in this general's shrine when suddenly a voice came out. I listened to it so well that it was like I was around.

I was agitated and hurriedly turned around to find that there was no one behind me. I immediately turned around again, and there was still no one.

"Ah, who's talking?" As I asked, I looked up at the idol.

The voice, saying that I was wearing his armor, was it the clay general who was talking?

But when I looked over, I saw that the statue of the general had not changed at all, and he still maintained the posture of looking ahead.

"Don't be stupid, I'm in you." The voice came again.

I was even more amazed when I heard it, how could this be possible in my body? But when I heard the voice, it didn't seem like I heard it, but I felt it myself.

"Who the hell are you?" I asked in a trembling voice.

"You're so stupid, I told you the armor was mine, who do you think I am?" The voice was a little helpless. I listened to the voice, it was very real, very clear, if I had to find a direction, it was indeed coming from me.

"The armor is yours...... You are...... Are you a former general? I asked, looking at the clay statue as well.

"Don't look at it, this general doesn't have any aura at all, it's just a mud tire. I can't even attach it if I want to, but fortunately, today you kid is bold and actually tried on my armor, and I finally have a place to stay, hahaha......"

I was even more surprised when I heard it, the voice couldn't be clearer, he should be the former general enshrined in the ancestral hall of the former general, strictly speaking, it is the soul of the former general.

Thinking of this, in order to confirm, I asked again, "So you are here."

Former general, your soul has not been dispersed, and you have not been reincarnated, and you have been hiding in this armor. But you are formless and insubstantial, and if you leave the armor, you may be gone. Now that I'm wearing armor, you're taking the opportunity to get into my body? ”

"Okay, boy, it seems that you are not stupid, you are right. But one thing you're wrong about is that I'm not the soul of a former general......"

(End of chapter)

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