The night continues.

I lay on that small bed with a lot of thoughts. What happened tonight is too incomprehensible, who is this woman? I don't have this village in my memory! From Wangjiapu to the west, walk for about 40 minutes, theoretically should go to the housekeeper forest, go a little farther is Zuojiagou.

In the past, my second uncle and I often went to these villages to help people do things. I know the situation of these villages very well, they are all poor and remote, but there are some nouveau riche, but they have never been like this. What's more, there is no place called Chenjiawan in my mind.

Alas! I can't care about it so much, let's sleep! Tonight, I guess I met the black tiger. It's a pity that his yin and yang eyes didn't work. It's because I don't know how to control myself. I've done too much with Qingyao in the past few days, this girl White Tiger, that thing is too strong, I do it every night, and each time it's more than an hour, and my body is really empty. I don't know when I will recover.

The night was dark, my heart was a little messy, after thinking about my troubles, I thought of the woman on the second floor, this woman's behavior was so surprising, I brought a man back to the house for no reason, isn't it not afraid at all! I'm a good person, but what if I was a bad person? And it's so sexy.

It seems that there are still many simple people in this world.

Brush! Just when I was lying there thinking nonsense, there was a sudden sound of a search in the yard, and there would be someone in the yard in the middle of the night. I remember that this woman said that when her man died, she was left alone in the family. No, this woman wants to play fairy jumping with me. Thinking of this, my heart chuckled, my current exercises, I am not afraid of these little tricks, but if a lonely man and a widow are surrounded at home, the consequences will be ugly.

I gently got up, lifted the curtain with my hand, and looked out. Outside, it was still dark, and in the black light and shadow, something white was shaking, and as they shook, I almost screamed in fright. Hands over mouth, how can this be?

In the courtyard, I could see clearly despite the darkness. It was people shaking in the courtyard, but not living people, not dead people, but paper people. Yes, it's really a paper man. These paper people and children have them, and they are strolling around the yard one by one, blown by the wind, and snorting non-stop.

Occasionally, a paper figure walked by the bed, and I could see it more clearly, these paper figures were made of colored paper, with white faces, colored paper clothes, and the faces were painted with black ink. Paper people are no stranger to me, and I often use them when I walk in the shade for others, generally speaking, it is to cover the eyes of living people, and it has no effect, because without the support of the soul, paper people cannot become ghosts.

That is, I, the person who has walked through the yin and seen the ghost, if it were an ordinary person, it is estimated that I would have been frightened a long time ago. I lay down in it and counted it, and there were more than 20 paper figures.

Just when I was puzzled, all of a sudden the paper figures stopped, and a woman walked out, this woman was also a paper figure, but I felt very familiar, familiar with her delicately carved facial features, and the shoulder pinching gown she wore on her body. Between my eyebrows, it's safe to say that this is the woman I've seen tonight.

Seeing this, I was stunned and afraid. What is the force that makes a group of paper people dance in the yard? What is the power that makes a paper figure look like a real person? Wept at the grave, and brought me to her house, and made me supper. I subconsciously touched my stomach, and there was no discomfort, it was similar to the food I eat on weekdays. From this, we can see that the food cooked by this paper figure is real.

Lying on the window, I was a little annoyed, maybe I should have restrained myself these days, if I didn't have such an unscrupulous relationship with Qingyao, I guess I wouldn't be so embarrassed, my yin and yang eyes can not only penetrate the dark curtain of the night, but also see what these paper figures are. But now I don't see anything, only the endless dark night and a group of paper figures dancing like gods in the night.

"Everybody have to be quiet, be still." As I leaned on the window and looked out, the paper figure in the shoulder coat shouted at the dancing paper figures.

It's her, it's her, the voice is the same, with a little hoarseness.

With the woman's greeting, the group of paper figures stopped their movements in an instant, and stood quietly in the courtyard, as if waiting for some order.

"Everyone, be quiet, I've been looking for immortal blood for a long time and found it, I used him late tonight, all the brothers and sisters have a share, just say okay, from today on, I will be your eldest sister, no matter how old or young, follow my orders, okay?" The paper man in the shoulder pinch coat said to everyone.

"Eldest sister, we all listen to you, quickly take out the fairy blood and drink it for everyone." In the dark night, a small white paper figure jumped up and said to the paper man in a shoulder coat.

"Don't worry, I've already brought him back, you black tigers are quite powerful, he got lost, followed me to our house, now he is asleep, you can drink blood when you kill him, drink his blood, everyone is no longer a paper man, you can transform into a human form like me." From now on, let's see who dares to bully us, and who dares to burn us regardless of it. The woman who pinched her shoulders raised her arms and shouted, as if she had been wronged. I saw it in my eyes, my heart was cold for a while, and I became Tang monk meat when I was paralyzed, ghosts were worried, monsters were worried, and now even paper people were worried. It's a pity that you are too self-conscious. The black tiger can make me lost, but it can't lose my mind. Even a few of you little paper people also want to rebel, I don't know if Lao Tzu has a sword against the water!

Looking at the excited group of paper figures outside the window, I was amazed in addition to disdain. What gave this group of paper figures an aura, so that they could not only move, but also have the desire to kill and blood?

"Who's going to get the blood of the gods?" The woman in the shoulder gown pulled out a black kitchen knife from the side and asked the paper figures.

Her words silenced them, and it seemed that none of them had the courage to kill, or did not believe that they had the ability.

"I'm going, I'm going to drink fairy blood, I'm going to kill people, I'm going to drink fairy blood, I'm going to kill people......" At this time, a boy in a black coat popped out from the side, wearing a hat, a little like a horse boy, while taking the black kitchen knife from the hand of the woman in the shoulder coat.

Grabbing the kitchen knife, the little black paper figure walked towards my room. Looking at his empty eyes, a trace of evil thought crossed my heart. Grandma, today I burned you all to death, a little aura is not good, I even want to kill people and drink blood, I thought to myself, my hand shakes, grab a handful of moisture out of thin air, I want to use the cold sword against the water to make you ten thousand arrows pierce your heart.

Tuk-tuk, tuk-tuk.

As soon as I was ready, there was a knock at the door. I looked at the wooden door coldly, and I really wanted to come and fight the cow across the mountain, so that he would be crushed in an instant if he didn't see me. It's a bit boring to think about it, but let's take a good look, what is this guy's ability to take my blood? By the way, I want to see what mysteries these paper figures have, and what makes them have aura.

I rolled over and got out of bed and came over to open the door. With a bang, I fell under the bed. Grandma's, it hurt me to death, it was pitch black in front of me, and I was lying on the ground. fainted, the feeling was a dream.

I touched my head ignorantly, hurriedly got up, and looked out the window, it was dark, there was nothing, not to mention the paper figures, not even a piece of paper.

Dreaming again? I let out a long sigh of relief, but how could I have such a strange dream? I have had a lot of dreams before, all of which are dreaming of Wang Ying and Wan'er, and those I love and those who love me in the future. People say that they dream about them day and night, and it is normal for me to dream of them, but what is the situation when I dream of a group of paper figures? It's been a long time since I've given someone a shade, and I haven't touched a paper figure for a long time, how can I have such a strange dream.

I wiped the sweat from my forehead, climbed into bed, and got out of here tomorrow morning.

Tuk-tuk, tuk-tuk.

Before I could lie down, the door rang again. I stumbled and almost fell out of bed again. Fainted, someone was really knocking on the door. Looking at the door, I subconsciously glanced out the window again, and there was still nothing outside.