Pity the hearts of parents in the world, their children have all kinds of things, but the care and dedication of parents to their children are the same, my eyes still fall on Qiao Pengju's scarred hand, pulling Qiao Kewei to such a big point, I don't know how much hardship he has to pay.

I helped Qiao Pengju light the cigarette, he inhaled too hard, choked into his lungs and coughed violently, I don't know if he was too sad or choked by the smoke, the tears in the corners of his eyes never dried.

Qiao Pengju buried his head in his hands, I saw tears flowing from his fingers, he slowly told us that Qiao Kewei had a very cheerful personality when she was a child, although she was a girl, she has always stood out in the mountains, and the teachers who taught her said that Qiao Kewei's future is limitless.

Qiao Pengju wants his daughter to leave the mountain, not asking her to be rich and rich, only hoping that she can live better than herself, and Qiao Kewei has always been sensible and obedient, and very filial, this is Qiao Pengju's greatest gratification, Qiao Kewei is his only sustenance and hope, for this reason, except for studying, he doesn't want Qiao Kewei to touch his fingers, he and his wife are fully responsible.

But Qiao Kewei always tries to help share the burden, Qiao Kewei is smart and learns everything quickly, even if it is the craft of a paper-binding person, Qiao Pengju never thought of teaching her, but Qiao Kewei slowly learned it after watching a lot on the side.

When Qiao Pengju said this, he wiped a handful of tears and sighed heavily, and said in a regretful voice.

"In the end, it's all my fault, I hurt this child, if it weren't for my craft, I guess this child wouldn't have an accident now."

"The craft of paper binding?" Han Yu was stunned and asked in surprise in front of me. "What does Qiao Kewei have to do with the craft of paper tieing?"

"After all, the craft of tying paper is to make things for the dead, and if you do too much, there will be taboos, and my health is not too good, I can't do it when I go to the ground to eat, so I can do it in order to support my family." Qiao Pengju took a deep breath of cigarette and said weakly. "But I never thought of teaching Kewei to learn this, I didn't expect that when I tied paper, she often stood next to me and watched, and after a long time, she even did, that is, after she learned to tie paper...... She...... Her personality slowly changed. ”

I frowned slightly, and subconsciously looked at Han Yu, he had a lot of paper figures in front of me, and I said that I would have some of them, but I didn't see how I was, listening to what Qiao Pengju said, Qiao Kewei had a cheerful personality before, but later became withdrawn and taciturn because of the reason for learning to tie paper people, I became more and more curious and waited for Qiao Pengju to continue.

After Qiao Pengju took a few puffs of cigarettes in succession, he said to us with a sad expression that he remembered that the first time Qiao Kewei tied a paper person was when she was nine years old, Qiao Pengju accidentally cut his hand by a bamboo chip, and the wound was so deep that the bone could not continue to tie the paper man for a while, but someone in the neighboring village died and entrusted a batch of paper sacrifices.

It is very important to burn paper and make sacrifices for funeral sacrifices and can not be delayed, Qiao Peng raised his hand and was seriously injured, and he planned to apologize for losing money the next day, but when he got up in the morning, he found that there was a pair of boys and girls in the house, and Qiao Kewei was sitting on a stool and smiling at him.

Qiao Pengju couldn't believe his eyes, a girl who was only ten years old could actually tie these paper offerings out overnight, and although the craftsmanship was not as sophisticated as Qiao Pengju's, it was really rare for Qiao Kewei, who was only ten years old.

Qiao Pengju was overjoyed, not because of these paper people, but because of Qiao Kewei's carefulness and thoughtfulness, he was afraid that the bamboo would hurt Qiao Kewei and told her not to touch these things in the future, of course, he still has some taboos in his heart, every industry has rules and taboos, in the paper industry, women can't tie paper people.

"Why?" Yun Duruo wanted to ask Qiao Pengju, but it was terrifyingly irritating to him, so he turned around and asked Han Yu. "Why can't a woman tie a paper man?"

"The papermaker makes the money of the dead, which is equivalent to the current convenience store, you will go if you have a need, but for the dead, the papermaker's shop is their convenience store, and the souls of the dead will wander around the room." Han Yu told Yun Duruo seriously. "Because the paper-binding craftsmen are making things with the dead and the souls, even the evil spirits and evil spirits respect them and never harass them, but after all, they are dealing with the ghosts and ghosts, and the paper-binding craftsmen are all men because of the weight of yang energy, and they can restrain the surrounding yin energy."

"He's right." Qiao Peng glanced at Han Yu, he should have felt that Han Yu knew a lot about this matter, so he nodded and said. "Women are yin, and paper binding is inherently inflicted, and women are more likely to be contaminated with these things, so women are not allowed to touch this business, just for fear of getting into trouble."

"Qiao Kewei will help you tie the paper......" I frowned even tighter, although it sounded a little unbelievable, but seeing Qiao Pengju's remorse and seriousness, he asked in surprise. Could it be that Qiao Kewei had an accident later? ”

Qiao Pengju couldn't say anything, he sucked the cigarette in his hand vigorously, nodded heavily for a long time, and said to us in a gloomy voice, Qiao Pengju didn't think too much about it after that incident, after all, although the rule that women can't tie paper has been circulating, Qiao Pengju thought it was just a rumor and didn't take it seriously.

But since that time, Qiao Kewei has gradually become obsessed with the craft of tying paper, and always secretly takes advantage of Qiao Pengju's ignorance to tie it, at first Qiao Pengju didn't care, but slowly found that Qiao Kewei was a little addicted to this matter, and he got up in the middle of the night several times to find Qiao Kewei sitting silently in the dim room weaving paper figures.

Qiao Pengju found that the smile that hung on Qiao Kewei's face all day long before gradually disappeared, she always had endless words in the past, but slowly Qiao Kewei's words became less and less, in addition to studying, she spent all her time on paper.

One night, Qiao Pengju heard movement in the outhouse, got up to look, and found Qiao Kewei sitting alone in the corner, her hands skillfully weaving paper figures, sharp bamboo pieces cut her fingers, she didn't react at all, the blood stained on the paper was solidified, and the wounds that were constantly pulled were bleeding, but Qiao Kewei didn't care about all this, even if Qiao Pengju was standing in front of her, she didn't even raise her head.

Qiao Pengju saw in the light that the paper figures that had been tied by Qiao Kewei were all bloodstained, Qiao Kewei placed the paper figures around herself, and those paper figures covered in blood stared at Qiao Kewei in the middle, and Qiao Pengju was terrified when he saw it.

Qiao Peng snatched the bamboo piece that was being woven in Qiao Kewei's hand and asked her to go back to the room to sleep, but Qiao Kewei raised her head and stared at him indifferently, and then made a very cold sound in her mouth.

Uncle Liang from the top of the mountain came to me tonight and said that I would help him tie a pair of children, saying that he would have no children and no daughters in his life, and he was afraid that he would be lonely and no one to take care of him below.

Qiao Pengju was stunned and stunned, and was speechless for a long time in horror, Uncle Liang mentioned in Qiao Kewei's mouth lives in the mountains, not to mention more than ten miles of mountain roads from here, and people in their seventies rarely go to other places because they have no children and no daughters, and their legs and feet are inconvenient.

What's more, it is very taboo for living people to tie paper people for themselves, as if they are urging them to curse to death, and the old people in the mountains are particularly taboo to mention death, and they will never let people tie paper people for themselves when they are alive.

Qiao Pengju reprimanded Qiao Kewei loudly for the first time, but she still insisted that Uncle Liang asked her to do this, Qiao Pengju looked at the bloodstained paper in the house, and dragged Qiao Kewei back to the room.

Who knows, someone knocked on the door early the next morning, it was Uncle Liang's nephew, saying that Uncle Liang passed away at night, and he had no last wishes before his death, hoping to tie a pair of boys and girls to accompany him.

Qiao Pengju was stunned for a moment, remembering last night's incident and was speechless, Uncle Liang died at night, and his nephew went to deliver him food only to find out that Qiao Kewei had not left the house last night, how did she know that Uncle Liang was dead, unless it was ......

In the papersmith's business, women can't touch these things, otherwise they will provoke the death of the yin object, Qiao Kewei pierced those things last night, and said that it was Uncle Liang who told her, the only explanation is that Qiao Kewei saw Uncle Liang who is dead!

Qiao Pengju believed in the taboo in the industry, recalled Qiao Kewei's change, and knew that she might not have lied to him, for Qiao Kewei's sake he did not allow her to contact the paper man again, but things were no longer under Qiao Pengju's control, Qiao Kewei became more and more silent, and rarely saw her laugh again.

Qiao Pengju didn't let her touch the paper, but she secretly tied it in her room alone, and when Qiao Pengju opened her door the next day, a room full of gloomy paper people stared at him, and Qiao Kewei was sitting in the middle of a group of paper people.

Qiao Pengju was worried that something would happen if he continued like this, so he asked his wife to take Qiao Kewei to live at her grandmother's house, and did not let her touch the paper stuff again.

Hearing Qiao Pengju say this, we all looked at each other in surprise, and Han Yu took a deep breath and muttered to himself.

"Could it be that Qiao Kewei can really see the ghosts and ghosts of the dead, so that she will believe in supernatural things, so what she said may not be false, is her death really related to the pen fairy?"

"I came to retrieve Kewei's relics, and they all said that she committed suicide by jumping off the building, but I heard someone talking behind her back, saying that Kewei was asking God to ......" Qiao Pengju became more and more sad the more he spoke, and the old tears beat his chest. I hurt her, I hurt her. ”

I tried to comfort Qiao Pengju, but whatever I said was in vain for him who lost his daughter, Qiao Pengju cried too sadly, his hands kept shaking, and the things he was holding in his arms were scattered all over the ground, Yun Duruo, Han Yu and the prince hurriedly squatted down to help pick it up.

A few Dao talismans floated out of the scattered books, and our eyes were all attracted, Han Yu picked up the Dao talismans and glanced at them, and said seriously.

"This is a peace charm, but the drawing is very rusty, and the paper is also used wrongly, and some places are not drawn correctly, presumably Qiao Kewei painted it herself, but she is just a parrot with a form and no spirit, and it is useless."

After Han Yu finished speaking, he closed the book on the ground, it was not a medical book, it was written.

Qimen Dunjia.

Yun Duruo said that Qiao Kewei believes in the supernatural, and her knowledge is very wide and miscellaneous, I didn't expect her to even read such an esoteric metaphysical book, I took it and looked at it, this book should have been read many times, and it was full of annotations with a pen, presumably Qiao Kewei read this book very seriously, but in my eyes it is like a book from heaven, and I can't understand a word.

Han Yu frowned, took it and looked at it for a while, then said in a low voice. Sister-in-law Suo Miao pen cabinet detective record

"Qiao Kewei really doesn't know the height of the sky, she has no one to guide and educate, she actually dares to look at Qimen Dunjia, looking at the annotations in the book, she seems to be very obsessed, the slightest carelessness in the art of Qimen will go crazy, ten people practice nine people are crazy, and watch the little ghost in the middle of the night."

"Just because you read a book and you go crazy?" Yun Duruo asked with some confusion.

"This is Qimen Dunjia, Taoism would rather be extinct, not presumptuous, Qimen spells are powerful, Taoism says, Qimen is really there, don't go randomly, practice is not a day, the Tao is not easy, this sentence means that Qimen as a profound spell, the true fax method must not be a few, so it has been repeatedly emphasized that do not go randomly, step by step, Qiao Kewei has no Tao to learn the art of Qimen without authorization, the consequences are unimaginable."

"Then what if Qiao Kewei really learns the things in this book?" I asked seriously.

"Qiao Kewei can't learn at all, the things in this book are broad and profound, and no one will guide you astray." Han Yu glanced at me and replied grimly. "If Qiao Kewei can really see the yin of the dead, then the yin qi on her body must be very heavy, and reading these books again will only add yin to yin and cause trouble!"

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