I stood in the doorway, watching the sky get darker, watching the street lights come on, and seeing fewer and fewer pedestrians. couldn't help but hesitate in my heart: "Where did Mr. Lu and Xue Qian go?" Why haven't you come yet? ”

I'm back. I lay down on the bed and thought, "It's better not to come." I'm too lazy to find any old man Yan. Leave the matter of pretending to be a filial son to the two of them. ”

I closed my eyes, intending to get some sleep. But I've slept all the time during the day, and now I'm lying in bed, and I can't sleep at all. I was a little worried: "Could it be that something happened to Mr. Lu and Xue Qian?" ”

I pulled out my phone and was about to make a call to them, only to find out that there was a text message in the phone. It was sent by Xue Qian, I didn't notice it before.

I thought to myself, "Today's event is a little unusual." ”

I opened the text message and found that there was only one line in it: Come to the glasses house.

This "quick coming" suddenly made my heart uneasy. Listening to the tone of this, it was as if something terrible had happened. I dialed the phone back, and no one answered.

I sent a nervous text. said: "Lao Xue." I just saw the text message, are you okay? ”

After the text message was sent, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no news.

At this point, I couldn't sit still any longer, so I had to get up from my bed, quicken my pace, and walk towards the glasses. On the way, I saw a few dark shadows scurrying away under the street lamp.

I know, it's a harmless imp. I had a big knife on my back, and they didn't dare to embarrass me.

Half an hour later, I arrived at the glasses house. It's quiet all around. There doesn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary. I looked through the fence and saw that the lights were on inside the house.

Confused, I walked to the gate and was about to reach out and knock. Then, someone tapped me on the shoulder.

I was startled and looked back to see that it was glasses. He was standing behind me, looking at me blankly.

I coughed dryly and said, "Glasses, have you seen Xue Qian and Mr. Lu?" ”

The glasses looked at me with a strange expression. Then he said, "Neither of them has ever been here. ”

I took out my phone in confusion and confirmed the text message again: "Haven't been here?" Am I being tricked? ”

I was about to leave when I noticed glasses standing at the gate, looking a little strange. I asked, "Are you alright?" ”

As if he had lost his soul, he said, "It's okay." ”

I looked at him with some anxiety: "It's so late, where have you been?" ”

The glasses scratched his head. said: "I'm going to the paper shop." ”

I wondered, "What are you doing in the paper shop?" ”

The glasses suddenly showed a strange smile and said, "My body is broken." I went to the paper shop and made it up, you see. He said as he stretched out his arm again.

I saw that his arm was pale and white, with a patch made of yellow paper on it. I looked at my glasses in amazement, put the big knife across my chest, and shouted, "Are you papier-mâché?" ”

Suddenly the glasses let out a strange smile and lunged at me. I took two steps back, brandishing my broadsword and smashing it. At this time, Xue Qian's voice came from not far away: "Old Zhao, stop quickly." ”

I saw two people running out of the dark alley, it was Xue Qian and Mr. Lu. At the same time, the glasses stood still, not moving. His face began to stiffen, blank, and angular. In the end, he turned into a big paper figure and stood right in front of me.

Xue Qian had already walked up to me, smiled cheaply, and said, "Old Zhao, how is it?" This paper figure is realistic enough, right? Since I can deceive you, it shouldn't be a problem to use it to deceive Old Man Yan after a while. ”

I looked at the two of them with some annoyance: "So you texted me to play me here." ”

Xue Qian waved her hand again and again: "Lao Zhao, you can't say that." We're here to familiarize you with the situation, and there's a task to be handed over to you later. ”

My curiosity has risen, and I'm not busy with them playing me for a while. I asked, "What other tasks?" ”

Xue Qian pointed to the paper figure and said, "You can also see that this paper figure is made vividly, and with Mr. Lu's Taoism, it can be said that it is enough to confuse the real with the fake." But his brain is not bright after all, and when you meet Old Man Yan, you have to help him on the side, so as not to leak out. ”

I looked at him strangely and said, "Why am I here to help with this?" What do you two do? ”

Xue Qian laughed: "Last time, Old Man Yan recognized you as a son, after all, the two of you are more familiar with each other......

The three of us talked as we walked towards the cemetery. And Mr. Lu insisted on putting the paper figure on my back under the pretext of letting me cultivate feelings, and let me carry it on my back.

On the way, they told the story of the paper man. It turned out that Mr. Lu and Xue Qian had already woken up. After discussing it, the two of them found a paper shop, and made a comparison to let the paper master tie a paper figure. Mr. Lu had previously obtained a piece of hair from his glasses and wrapped it in a paper figure. Then he cast a Dao spell on it. When it gets dark and the yin qi is in full bloom, it is natural to confuse the real with the fake.

Ten minutes later, we walked to the entrance of the cemetery. Mr. Lu asked me to put the paper figure down. Then he drew something on the paper man, and the paper man walked in. Mr. Lu pushed me and said, "Keep up, keep up." ”

I looked at him and Xue Qian and asked, "You two aren't going?" ”

Mr. Lu smiled and shook his head: "After you settle the matter, the two of us will go again." ”

I cursed and walked next to the paper figure. I watched it all the way. Don't let it trip over the weeds and help him correct his direction. After a while, I finally walked to the grave of Old Man Yan.

The old people who played chess here two days ago are still there. They smiled and asked me, "Young man, who is this?" ”

I thought to myself: it seems that even you don't see that this is a dummy.

I smiled and said, "This is Old Man Yan's son." ”

The white-haired old man was stunned for a moment, and then gave me a thumbs up: "It's not bad, you really found someone?" ”

Then he pointed to the grave and said, "Why don't you call out the madman Yan soon?" ”

I hesitated and said, "Isn't he only willing to show up at midnight?" It seems like it's early. ”

The white-haired old man smiled: "This old madman is thinking about his son for a long time. Now that my son is here, where does it matter if I don't have midnight? ”

So he shouted loudly, "Crazy Yan, your son is here." Yan madman, come out quickly. ”

With the shouts of the white-haired old man, a whirlwind broke out in front of Old Man Yan's tomb. The wind blew stronger and stronger, flying sand and rocks, and the fascinated people couldn't open their eyes. I could only step back step by step, thinking to myself: "This is bad, what if the paper figure is blown away by the wind?" ”

When the wind stopped, I saw that the grave in front of me was gone, and it had become a low wooden house. a small door, as well as a roof far away. It's like a yurt.

I thought to myself, "This can't fool me." This is probably the transformation of the tomb. ”

I looked around. I found that the public offering at this time was full of yin energy. The graves were gone, and they had all become huts.

A few seconds later, Old Man Yan came out of the grave, he looked at me and shouted, "Son, have you come to see me?" ”

I grinned and was about to speak, when I suddenly heard a wooden voice behind me say, "Dad, I've come to see you." "The Empty House:.

I looked back and saw the paper figure standing behind me. The yin wind just now didn't hurt him. On the contrary, because of this yin energy, it makes him more realistic.

I hurriedly gave way to the side, pointed to the paper figure and said, "Old man Yan, this is your son." ”

Old Man Yan snatched it with an arrow step, and pulled the paper figure to look left and right. After a while, he nodded and said, "Yes, this is my son." ”

More than a dozen miserable laughter sounded around: "Crazy Yan, you have to see it clearly." Don't mistake your son again. "These voices are naturally made by the old ghosts around them.

Old Man Yan said angrily: "What are you talking about? Does his own son still admit his mistakes? ”

Then, he said to the paper man: "Son, don't worry, I have already asked for a cure for you, and I will go and find you medicine." ”