Before the words fell, Xie Shanlin retreated from behind me to the path, and walked in the direction of the village without waiting for me to take steps on my own.

I quickly got up, picked up my things, and chased after me.

"Hey, what are you anxious about?" I shouted behind it.

"I don't know, I have a bad premonition." Xie Shanlin said, "You don't know what is going on in the underworld, the paper people are burned by the people in the yang world for their dead relatives, and they fantasize that the paper people will make cows and horses for their relatives and serve the souls of the dead forever." Truth be told, this is all wishful thinking on the part of the living themselves. ”

"Paper figures, whether male or female, are just white paper with nose and eye features painted on their faces. But when it was burned by the fire, the first seven were taken away by the ghost who went home that night to take another look, and when he went to the underworld by the Yin-Yang Dao, he was affected, and the paper man had the life of the underworld. The paper horses of the previous dynasty are also a truth. ”

"The paper man follows the ghost to the underworld, and the ghost puts a paper house on a certain piece of land, and puts the refrigerator, color TV, and household appliances burned in the yang world, and if you don't want to be reincarnated, you will spend a long ghost life in this paper house. And the paper man it brought with it made tea and poured water every day to serve it. ”

"Brother, you would never have thought of it. In the underworld, ghosts and paper people are not eternal master-servants. Generally, in the third year, the paper man can propose to leave the ghost and go out to make a living on his own. ”

"This is a rule set by the Lord of the Underworld, that is, the King of Ghosts, and no ghost can fight against it. Even Lord Luo, the Admiral of the Five Gates who called for wind and rain in the Netherworld City, the paper servant who served it for three years, could leave with confidence. ”

When Xie Shanlin said this, I quickly interjected: "Then what if Lord Luo or ordinary ghosts don't let the paper man who serves him go?" ”

"Don't let go? Bah, then it really wants to be dismantled by the power of the underworld in an instant. Okay, don't interject, listen to me. ”

The two of us walked very fast, less than 300 meters from the gate of White Paper Village.

"The paper man is free after leaving the ghost who has served for three years, but the evil ghosts are rampant in this place in the underworld, although you have escaped the life of being a cow and a horse servant, but wandering alone in the underworld may be captured by the evil ghost at any time and torn into pieces of paper."

"Therefore, the best way for those free paper figures to survive in the underworld is to find more places where paper figures gather." Xie Shanlin said.

"More places where paper people gather, like, the paper man village in front?" I asked.

Xie Shanlin nodded, and the two of us walked out more than a hundred meters at this time, getting closer and closer to Baizhi Village.

"Some paper people are tied up by the paper shop, and their fingers are not cut, which is those people in the yang world who want to save money cheaply, so they don't let Mr. Tie Paper get the details. You think, the paper man doesn't even have a finger, so what kind of ability does it have to fight in the underworld? In the face of evil spirits, paper figures are always the object of abuse. ”

And, after hundreds of thousands of years of circulation, tens of millions of paper people's villages are slowly distributed in the boundless underworld. These villages range from large to small. Some are big enough to become paper figurine towns, while some small villages are only inhabited by a few or so old papier-mâché ......"

"Wait, you wait!" I interrupted Xie Shanlin's words, "Old paper man? Are paper figures still young and old? ”

"Nonsense, of course it's divided! Two thousand years ago, the hundreds of paper servants who accompanied the First Emperor to the underworld, if they were well protected, not damaged or blistered, they would be two thousand years old paper people. The ones buried by Queen Wu Zhou of the Tang Dynasty are not a thousand years younger than the first emperor's batch, don't you understand this? ”

I quickly shook my head and nodded, and hurriedly said I understood!

"Having said so much, it's nothing more than one sentence. The paper figure was taken to the underworld by a ghost, and after three years it was free. But if you want to survive in the underworld, you have to find a place where the paper people gather, so that they will not be bullied by ghosts. Moreover, the paper people are united with each other, and they also love the paper horses as much. ”

"In my impression, no matter which dynasty or generation of paper people and paper horses are seriously damaged and cannot survive, other paper people will bury them well. However, the paper horse was separated from each other, and the tearing was so serious, which was impossible in the incomparably united paper man world! ”

Xie Shanlin said and stopped. He raised his hand and pointed to the sign ten meters away in front of him and said, "This is the white paper village where horses are bought, go, go in and have a look." ”

Hearing it say that, I also feel a little drumming in my heart. The incomparably united paper man is good for others and paper horses, and the paper horse we saw just now with a separate head and body is very likely to die unnaturally.

"Hoo ......"

"Whoa......

I was thinking about it behind Xie Shanlin, when suddenly a gust of wind came out, and there was a "bang" sound, and a white ball of paper with black ink on it with eyes, eyebrows, and facial features was rolled up by the oncoming wind from an unknown corner, and hit my chest with the wind.

"Ahh This, the head ...... Head! ”

What hit me in my arms was a paper man's head cut round and snow-white paper!

"Damn, how can this be! Paper people, paper people, are there any living paper people? Xie Shanlin saw the torn paper head in my arms, his body trembled and shouted loudly.

But Xie Shanlin shouted several times in a row, and there was no paper person around to answer.

"Don't shout, it's useless, the paper people and paper horses in the whole village have been killed by the ghost we can't afford to mess with. Ay...... There are hundreds of paper people in the whole village, and all the time in one night is gone! ”

The sudden sound from my arms almost scared me out of my pee - the head of the paper man who had hit me in my arms with the wind suddenly spoke!

Just imagine, a paper figure with a white and round head with a black brush to draw the facial features, suddenly lips moved to speak in your arms, how terrifying it is.

The hairs on my whole body exploded, and I shouted and threw the white paper head in my arms out a few meters with a "whoosh".

"What the hell are you doing!" Xie Shanlin was angry because of the action of throwing the paper man's head, and glared at me fiercely. Ran over and picked up the paper man's head from the ground.

I see that it cares about paper figures, but they are familiar?

Xie Shanlin cried, it squatted over there and cried with the head of the paper man in its arms. This is the first time I have seen a ghost crying in the underworld.

"Woo...... Who is it, who is it that has harmed you like this? What about other paper figures, they ...... Are they all gone? Xie Shanlin's eyes were red, and two lines of black ghost tears flowed down his cheeks.

I ran a few steps forward, and there was a house made of mud, and behind the house there was a stable for the horses. It can be said that every household in this village has this layout.

There were no paper people and paper horses in this house, so I ran out and looked for a few others, but as the paper man head said, except for its paper head that could still speak, all the other paper people and paper horses in this village were burned to death by evil spirits.

Damn, I'm so angry. Not only was I saddened that I didn't have a horse to buy, but I was also saddened by the hundreds of paper figures in this village.

Who is it, what kind of evil ghost is so bold as to dare to burn a village of paper people and paper horses to ashes at will in the jurisdiction of the Lord of the underworld.

I was also angry, and I ran out of this house and ran back to Xie Shanlin and Paper Head. At this time, Xie Shanlin squatted on the ground and hugged the white paper head and cried loudly.

"Lao Xie, don't cry. We can't afford to mess with those ghosts, and you can't afford to mess with them. We are paper people, we are inanimate things, let's die if we die, hey, they are all burned to ashes, and I am not dead, at least my head is still there. The head that was torn off from Qi Qi's neck said in Xie Shanlin's arms.

"You say, who the hell is it, what's going on. Which ghost would dare to burn all the paper figures in the entire White Paper Village to ashes? Xie Shanlin cried bitterly.

"Squeak......" At this moment, a door behind us suddenly sounded.

"Who!" Xie Shanlin and I almost shouted in that direction in unison.

I quickly lowered the backpack on my back, pulled the zipper, and pulled out ten ghost-fighting talismans and two ghost-fighting talismans from the bottom of the pile. I think it's likely that the demon who came out of the door was the demon who burned the entire village of paper figurines. If it's really that beast, I'll use the talisman drawn by Brother Guo to cover its whole body, so that it is worse than dead.

"I know what happened, and I know which evil ghost burned the villagers."

The door of a room behind us opened, and out of it slowly came a snow-white, intact paper figure.

This is a female paper figure, and its face is different from the paper head that Xie Shanlin holds in his arms. The facial features of the paper head are very rough, that is, the brush is dipped in black ink, and the eyes, eyebrows, and nose are drawn on the white paper head. I don't think I can even use fifty dollars for a paper figure like this.

The female paper figure who came out of the door was very different, it can be said that this was simply a beautiful paper figure. Although her whole body is white paper, her face was cut into a standard melon seed face by the paper-binding master with scissors, and the facial features on her face were also carefully drawn with different brushes.

My mother, if you bring this beautiful paper woman to the yang world, she will be more beautiful than many living women.

"Xiaocui, why did you come out, hide, hide. Otherwise, when they come, you won't be able to escape! The white paper head in Xie Shanlin's arms squinted at the female paper man named Xiaocui.

Emily?

Emerald!

When I heard her name, my heart jumped. I have heard this name, Brother Guo said that an old man's son called him in the early morning and night, saying that his father had died, and this middle-aged man borrowed money from the village chief and villagers for his father's funeral.

The village chief also lent him more money and asked him to go to the paper shop to tie a particularly beautiful paper figure named Xiaocui to his father as a maid. The middle-aged man was in front of his father's grave, and a fire burned Xiaocui to the father in the underworld. But within a few days, the old man's ghost in the underworld was beaten by the sack ghost who robbed the sacrifices.

The tall, blackened and foul-smelling sack ghost smashed the paper villa where the old man lived, and damaged the paper car that the middle-aged man burned for his father, and the most hateful thing was that the bastard sack ghost fell in love with Xiao Cui, reached out and carried the paper man Xiao Cui on his shoulder, and snatched Xiao Cui away despite the old man's pleas.

My mother, this beautiful female paper man Xiao Cui, has the same name as the paper man who was snatched away by the sack ghost, or is she ......

"Xiaocui, you hide. In case the ghost maid of the Wang family is watching the village nearby, you can run! The paper figure with only one head left said.

"The Wang family? Servant? ”

In addition to the familiar name of Xiaocui, I am also familiar with the ghost family that the paper man said about it.

"Hey, what are you talking about, what does the Wang family mean, it was the Wang family who became married today who burned the village five kilometers away?" Xie Shanlin asked the paper head fiercely.

"Two brothers, let me come, you let it rest for a while." The female paper man Xiaocui is afraid that the paper head will exert too much physical strength, and if she talks too much, it will be bad. So she took over and told us about her life story and the murder that happened in White Paper Village.

Xiaocui said that she was drawn a few months ago by a paper-binding master in the mountains. A middle-aged man burned her with the other offerings that night.

That night, it was the first seven of the middle-aged man's father. As soon as she turned into a pile of ashes, Xiao Cui's body came out of the pile of ashes in a flash.

She has changed from a paper figure who can't move, blink or speak in the sun, to something that can be taken away by a ghost and suddenly given life.

Just as she came out of the ashes, dazed and dazed, there was the sound of weak footsteps from the darkness of her life.

"Xiao Cui, Xiao Cui, you are mine. Go, take what my son has burned, and follow me to the underworld......"