Bai Changsheng looked at the paper man who was approaching step by step, and he didn't have the slightest idea of living in his heart, so he thought about dying early and surviving early.

Ji Li doesn't think so, this hate:

Beijing's talented big brother is out of play, and there is such a devil in front of him asking for his life.

Do you think it's afraid of fire?

The two men had their own thoughts, but they were unanimously frightened.

I saw the paper figure slowly stepping in, gradually stopping, and standing in front of the two people.

Ji Li took out the fire fold on his waist, quietly handed it to Bai Changsheng, and whispered:

"Here you go, you can try it, it might like this."

"Go ahead, the heavens will descend on the dead."

Bai Changsheng knew what this meant as soon as he saw the fire excerpt.

Although there is also this intention, but who dares to provoke it when this is fatal?

If you don't figure it out, you might die.

The two of them were trembling and waiting for the fate, and the paper man came to him, motionless.

Ji Li looked left and right and saw that there was no movement, so the cat's waist wanted to run first, but he just moved his ass...

The paper figure in front of me moved again!

"Oh, my mother-in-law, if you want to kill you, hurry up, this is too exciting."

Ji Li screamed, and as soon as he moved, he also moved, and his heart was about to stop.

I saw that the paper man did not make a difficulty, but took out a piece of paper from his chest, took out a small paper figure from his hair, and handed it to Bai Changsheng.

To pick up or not to answer?

Bai Changsheng and Ji Li didn't dare to breathe, the two of them were speechless at each other, and Bai Changsheng took it over stiffly.

But as soon as he got his hands, he only felt that the paper man in front of him seemed to smile evilly, Bai Changsheng was so frightened that he hurriedly threw the things he picked up on the ground, and the paper man was angry!

Suddenly, the cold wind suddenly rose, and the tips of the paper man's hair were scattered, and his expression was very fierce and vicious.

"Your grandma's, hurry up and pick it up! You threw it away, it's so rude! ”

Ji Li watched the paper man get angry from the side, and hurriedly knelt on the ground while counting Bai Changsheng, and actually took out a handkerchief to wipe the paper man's feet!

The paper man has paper feet, bulging pockets, and Ji Li is not in the mood to think about it.

"You breathe, breathe, my lord... The big ghost doesn't care about the villain. ”

Bai Changsheng said that he had never seen such a brazen person in his life, even ghosts had to be so flattering and flattering, and he really wanted to kick him to death.

But now is not the time, knowing the severity, quickly pick up the things that were thrown on the ground again, and hold them in your hands.

The paper man looked at it, nodded, didn't pay attention to Ji Li at all, and turned around and went out, his mouth seemed to be crunching and chewing something, but he couldn't see clearly.

Just gone?

Ji Li and Bai Changsheng could only see the back of the paper figure by the faint candlelight at this time, accompanied by the sound of chewing, it felt as if they were chewing bones, and their hair stood up.

"Did you think this thing was a thief when it was alive? Still a foodie? This taste is not ordinary. ”

Ji Li guessed in a whisper that Bai Changsheng kicked him down.

But in the blink of an eye, the two looked up again, and the paper figure was gone.

The moon was white, the crows crowed, and the streets were silent.

···

Two of you, look at me, I'll look at you, this is a door-to-door gift?

"No matter, how about you take a look at what it is, in case it is what kind of taste he wrote about the living people he likes to eat, steamed or boiled, braised or vinegared, do you want us to prepare?

Let's hurry up and run, I think this might be the recipe. ”

Bai Changsheng glared at him, and said in his heart that this person had reached a certain level.

But he also knew what to be anxious about, so he followed the candlelight and looked at what was written on the paper:

The living have skills, but there is no way to die. This eight techniques of living people is a chapter that introduces the conscience of heaven and earth, and I hope to observe it carefully. And when it comes to things in the world, such as the red-haired old man...

It was densely packed, and many lines were written, but it was eight spells.

Bai Changsheng saw it in his eyes and was surprised: What kind of article is this?

How can it be like heresy and cut off people's lives and lead oneself to depend on one's own blessings and misfortunes?

Descend to the soul of a person to exorcise ghosts and gods?

Isn't that evil?

I looked at it carefully, but I still didn't understand it, but I didn't just throw it away, put it in the storage compartment, and picked up the small paper figure again:

The eyes are bright, small and delicate, as if the size of a living person has been reduced, and the heart is stuffed with straw inside, what is this?

Bai Changsheng couldn't recognize it, and he didn't write it on the paper, so he could only put it away.

And Ji Li on the side kept watching, and found that it was not a recipe, and he was completely uninterested in it because he was not a beauty.

"Well, after this experience, the master also lamented the impermanence of life.

That's it, brother, sleep well, I'll go back too.

It seems that you don't have any useful magic weapons, and you still have to go to the temple to ask the second master to come back, so I'm familiar with my father, and I'm gone, see you back! ”

As soon as Ji Li finished speaking, he lifted his robe and strode forward.

"You'll wait!"

Bai Changsheng saw that Ji Li was leaving, and immediately stopped him, Ji Li turned around, and at a glance, Bai Changsheng picked up the "ancestral wooden stick" again, and looked at him with ill intentions.

"I've put up with you for a long time..."

···

Turning the day, the morning light was bright.

Bai Changsheng was not tired, and rubbed his shoulders, he used too much force when he played that season last night, and he was still a little sore.

And looking back and thinking about the strange thing I experienced last night, there are paper people who come to give gifts, which is absolutely understandable.

If you really have a catastrophe, you can't avoid the cause and effect, so you just don't care about it, so you can live a good life.

Remembering that he still owed a coffin to make, Bai Changsheng no longer delayed time, grabbed the pancake mat while cutting the coffin with a carving knife in one hand.

Halfway through the carving, it's time to draw a talisman and chant a spell to leave your name.

Bai Changsheng thought about it: This longevity material was originally prepared for Wenyan, and it was half done, but now it has become for Wenwu.

This thing really doesn't have a second-hand thing, it's a big disadvantage to others and yourself, how should it be carved?

Eight immortals, longevity and happiness?

Wenwu died at such a young age, these two brothers are too strange to write like this.

The auspicious dragon of the four seas, swallowing clouds and hanging bats?

Although one looks at a reckless martial artist and the other looks at a weak scholar, neither of them has a reputation, and it is not appropriate to write it like this.

After thinking about it, these two people can't make coffins according to ordinary people's etiquette no matter what.

Bai Changsheng remembered the taboo that Bai Sanshi told him before his death, so he had an idea:

The coffin lid was lifted horizontally, and a straw-diameter hole was carved with a drill knife, and the coffin was dismantled.

A copper nail was inlaid under the board, and the nail was wound with a red thread as a guide, and then put it back together again.

Ordinary people's coffins and birthday gifts cannot have nails, which is a sign of great evil, but this coffin is a strange matter, and there must be people who died in it, so it is very appropriate to do so.

This is according to the rules of the old father's confession:

The unjustly killed person must not seal the coffin, and must leave a hole for reluctance, so that he can cross the life of the person, and then Bai Changsheng engraved a line of words on the bottom of the coffin:

The heavenly coffin is blessed, and the cause and effect are reborn.

Everything was ready, and Bai Changsheng sighed.

It doesn't matter if it's useful or not, if there is really something evil in the future, it won't be able to hinder you, you will do what you should do, and you will do your best.

Burn incense and sacrifice again, this coffin will be sealed with paint.

After a short rest, sitting on the tea chair, Bai Changsheng didn't notice that in a carriage not far away, someone was lifting the curtain and looking at him.

"Yes, I know the cause and effect of the ferry."