The night was already a little deep, the wind outside was a little strong, and the sound of rustling when the leaves on the street were blown by, making the silent night seem a little bleak.

Bai Yisu sat on a small bamboo chair in the paper shop, and after tying the last paper figure, she placed the paper figure and the paper man in front of the two rows of wreaths next to her.

But Bai Yisu, who is used to seeing paper people, doesn't think there is anything scary, but she is still quite satisfied with her craft, since she was a child, she has followed her grandfather to learn to tie paper, and after studying for so many years, she finally learned something, and the paper people who tied out said that they were good-looking, so the business in the shop has always been very good.

Grandpa is her only relative, he died half a month ago, he had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, and he died after rescue.

The shop was opened by my grandfather for most of my life, and it is always a little unsuitable for a girl to do these jobs, and my grandfather also said when he was alive that if he dies in the future, this paper shop that can't make a few dollars will be sold, and the money should be enough for Bai Yisu for a while.

Bai Yisu also hesitated for a long time, she wanted to close the shop and sell it, but she was reluctant to learn this craft from her grandfather, and her grandfather had been in business for most of her life, so Bai Yisu finally gritted her teeth and came back to open this paper shop.

The business of the paper shop has always been very good, there are many old customers of the grandfather, and there are no other paper shops nearby, so there will be business almost every day, no more, no less, at least a full meal is not a problem.

Bai Yisuza's paper technology is very good, whether it is a villa or a car, it can be done in a good way.

The paper figure she tied is even more unique, and many people say that Bai Yisuza's paper figure is alive and has an aura after seeing Bai Yisuza's paper figure.

Bai Yisu herself also likes the paper figures she ties herself, and she likes to leave a little mark on the paper figures that everyone ties herself, so on the paper figures she ties, there will be a string of willow leaf-like marks on the wrists of each paper figure.

Glancing at the neatly standing paper figures with satisfaction, Bai Yisu's eyes suddenly fell on a paper figure at the door.

This is a male paper man, there is no weird carmine on his papier-mâché face, and Bai Yisu made him look handsome with red lips and white teeth. Dressed in a white robe and a red scarf, he looks very scholarly.

This is Bai Yisu's most satisfying paper person after so many years of doing paper people, the process is very smooth, there is no flaw, in her opinion, it is very perfect, so she has always put him as a signboard in the paper shop.

It's just that I don't know why, when Bai Yisu looked at this paper man today, she had a strange feeling, she seemed to feel that the eyes of this paper man had become a little different, the eyes were no longer empty and godless, and when she looked at him, he seemed to be looking at her.

Suddenly shivering, Bai Yisu shivered, she didn't continue to stare at the paper figure, but hurriedly cleaned up, turned around and went into the house, planning to go upstairs to sleep.

When passing by the two rows of paper figures, Bai Yisu shuddered more and more, I don't know why, she always had a strange feeling today, that feeling as if these paper figures on both sides of her seemed to have souls, as if they were staring at her.

That person who is clearly just papier-mâché, how can he feel it, how can he look at her!

It must be an illusion!

Bai Yisu hurriedly walked upstairs, this is a relatively old small building, the stairs are still wooden, squeaky when stepping on it, in the quiet night, with such a sound, it makes people shudder even more.

Behind her, there seemed to be countless pairs of eyes staring at her tightly, staring at her with a chill down her spine, Bai Yisu didn't dare to turn her head lightly, she was very scared, and there was a sense of fear in her heart.

She had an illusion of fear, and the paper figures behind her seemed to come to life, and they were spreading their sharp claws to devour her alive.

Squeak, squeak, squeak-

The sound of the wooden staircase is as if someone is talking.

Finally, without looking back, she ran upstairs and rushed into her room, slamming the door shut, leaning back against the door and gasping nervously.

It's such a terrible feeling, how can there be such a terrifying feeling.

The night was still so silent, Bai Yisu subconsciously held her breath, she only heard her heart beating restlessly, plopping, plopping, faint rhythm.

She nervously walked to the edge of her bed, sat on the edge of the bed and looked around every corner of her room in a panic, afraid that she would start to think cranky.

The terrifying scenes in the ghost story came to her mind, could a pair of hands suddenly reach out from under the bed, with bright red bloody hands, and then poke out a bloody head?

Ahh

Bai Yisu exclaimed in her heart, she quickly retracted her feet on the bed, and looked nervously at every corner, where else can the ghost hide?

Mirror!

Her gaze fell on the mirror, a quaint mirror on top of a century-old dresser, and inside the mirror was her slightly darkened room.

Her room was very old, even the bed was the same as the old bed, there was no modern atmosphere, and the curtains hung down on both sides, so that she could not see if there would be anything on the other side of the bed.

Cowering on the bed in fear, she seemed to hear the sound of someone stepping on the stairs.

Squeak.

Squeak.

Squeak.

Someone is going upstairs, someone is approaching her step by step!

How could anyone, she clearly locked the door!

If it's not human, is it—

Bai Yisu was nervous and couldn't imagine it, she shrunk into the quilt, shivering, although she was covered in sweat, despite the heat, she still didn't dare to come out of the quilt, she closed her eyes tightly, as if as long as she pretended not to know anything, nothing would happen.

However, the creaking sound was still coming, and it was getting closer and closer, as if someone had reached out and pushed the door.

Squeak –

The door was pushed open, and the slight footsteps slowly approached the bed, Bai Yisu's scalp was numb, and she was no longer trembling, and she was so nervous that she couldn't even make a sound.

Click, click, click, very heavy footsteps, very rhythmic approaching, the sound sounds very mechanical.

The sound stopped, someone stood by her bed, her eyes closed, cowered in the quilt, but she seemed to be able to clearly feel the pair of eyes, which seemed to penetrate the quilt and fell on her.

Who was watching her?

What to do, what should she do?

Finally, Bai Yisu couldn't stand it anymore, and a picture appeared in her head, maybe it was a person outside, or something that wasn't a person had raised a sharp knife and was about to stab at her.

No, she can't sit still!

Suddenly, Bai Yisu lifted the quilt, and she mustered up great courage to look up.

Next to her bed, a papier-mâché man was looking at her, his eyes seemed to be alive, looking straight at her!

It's the paper man she tied with her own hands, the paper man she is most proud of, standing in front of her and looking at her like this!

With a buzz, Bai Yisu only felt as if his scalp had exploded, how did it come up, did it make the sound just now?

Bai Yisu was frightened, she climbed down from the corner of the bed, she looked at the paper man in a panic, the paper man did not turn his head, she breathed a sigh of relief, picked up a piece of clothing casually, Bai Yisu rushed out of her room.

Rushing down the stairs, standing at the top of the stairs, looking at the two rows of white and cautious paper figures in front of him, Bai Yisu felt that these paper figures seemed to turn their heads to look at her, their backs were numb, as if they had been climbed up by countless ants, Bai Yisu was nervous and struggling.

There are wolves in front and tigers in the back.

No, she had to get out of this place.

Bai Yisu mustered up a lot of courage, she suddenly rushed to the middle of the two rows of paper figures, she didn't even dare to look up at these paper figures, she felt that the paper figures seemed to be looking at her.

Fortunately, the paper figures did not move, and when Bai Yisu rushed to the door, she glanced back at all the paper figures, and it seemed that only the eyes of the paper figures had moved, and their drawn eyes seemed to have become more and more real, staring at her tightly.

Quickly opened the door, Bai Yisu rushed out without saying a word, she even forgot to close the door and rushed to the street.

It was already midnight, it was not early, and there was not a single ghost on the street, only the rustle of leaves and yellow paper on the ground by the wind.

The night breeze was a little cold, Bai Yisu nervously began to run, she ran in the direction of the more bright light in front, she knew that there were several bars in front, as long as she arrived at the bar, there were more people, she didn't have to be afraid.

After running for a while, Bai Yisu finally saw the first bar, an antique wooden signboard with a few words engraved on it: Lethe River Bar.

She had been to this bar a few times, and she liked the style very much, and without thinking too much, Bai Yisu rushed into the door of the bar.

The bar was very lively, some people were guessing boxing, some people were chatting, and the long-lost voices came into his ears, and Bai Yisu felt like he had returned to the world from hell.

On the edge of the bar, Tang Yichuan, who was injured in the shoulder, was still sticking to his post, sitting in the corner flipping through the books randomly, and when he turned his head, he happened to meet Bai Yisu's gaze.

This woman, he remembers, is Bai Yisu who tied the paper shop. Looking down from where he lives, you can always see her sitting at the door of the paper shop, seriously tying the paper figure.

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