At this time, I was even more convinced that these paper figures had no malicious intent. It seemed like a reminder to me, or, to hint at something.

I carefully perceive these paper people. Slowly, I felt a little fluctuation in my soul.

The soul on the paper figure is extremely weak. If it is not deliberately perceived, it will not be perceived at all. I want to separate the soul inside. But after several attempts, they all failed. These souls are too weak.

It's like a person can grab a handful of sand, but not a handful of water.

I didn't touch the paper figures anymore, and left them scattered in the living room. Perhaps, with the Soul Locking Ring, these paper figures can be brought back together.

I looked at my watch, and it was already five or six o'clock in the afternoon. Musou and the Oni Envoy have been out for a few hours and haven't come back yet, and I'm worried about what danger will happen to them.

I picked up the phone and dialed the phone on Wushuang's body. No one answered for a long time. I'm worried about the time. The phone is turned off.

When I handed over the phone to Wushuang, I clearly remembered that the battery was full.

Vaguely, I felt that something had happened to Wushuang and the ghost.

I looked out the window and it was getting late. I wanted to go to them, but I didn't know where to go.

I walked around the house a few times, and finally walked out.

Along the way, I was carefully looking for their traces. But there was not the slightest clue.

I wandered aimlessly through the streets, scurrying around with my senses. Wherever there is a ghost, run to it. This has disturbed a lot of lonely souls of all sizes along the way. It can be said that the stirring neighbors are uneasy.

However, I never asked where Wushuang was.

I didn't take it easy, because I didn't know when my memories would reboot and make me fall back into memories.

After walking like this for a while, it gradually got dark. I found that I was about to leave Zhengzhou City. There are no more high-rise buildings here, and even the street lamps are a little yellow, and they seem to be ready to strike at any moment to extinguish them.

The only thing with the lights on here is a shop. In the distance, the signboard reads a wreath of shrouds.

I felt the ghost there. But after a whole day of failure, I was a little disappointed. I felt that even though I walked in, I still got a disappointed reply.

I would like to turn around and go back, find a television station or radio station, and think of the wording to draft a missing person notice, which might be more reliable.

However, when I was about to turn around. I saw two figures, hurrying towards the shop. I haven't had time to see what's going on yet. They disappeared in a flash. Gone.

When things go wrong, there must be demons. The gods and ghosts of this generation, which one doesn't know that Zhengzhou is covered by me? What little imp would dare to make a moth here? I strode over.

Now the enemy is in the light, and I am in the dark. I know myself and my opponent, and I am also very confident in my heart.

I don't know if it's affected by those messy memories or what. I walked a little shaky. I felt like my steps weren't my own anymore, mixed with someone else.

Perhaps, that was my past life.

I stuck it on the door of the paper shop and knocked softly. There was a rustling sound inside. Immediately after, wait for it to be extinguished.

I laughed secretly: "It's really a cover-up." ”

Then he was not polite and kicked the door open.

It was dark in the room, and I couldn't get used to it for a while. Just a few seconds. Suddenly, a cold breath rushed towards my head.

I didn't dare to slack off, so I hurriedly fell back and avoided it.

It's a sword.

I made a fold with my hands, and the master of the art was bold enough to clamp the sword.

The other person twitched twice, but did not twitch. Suddenly, he increased his strength and swung my whole body up.

I heard a buzzing sound above my head, and I screamed, "Damn, this house still has a fan." ”

I hurriedly wanted to let go of my hand. But by this time it was too late. My body slammed into the fan.

Peng's snort. The fan stopped turning. The flapped wings are like knives that haven't been sharpened in hundreds of years. Slammed into my waist hard.

Then I fell.

Immediately after, a foot was stepped on the neck. Then I heard a woman's voice: "Who? ”

I was lying on the ground and didn't want to stand up at all. Because I feel a little ashamed.

But soon, the lights were turned on. Then a hand grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up.

I looked at Wushuang embarrassedly, and said with a cheeky smile: "I've been looking for you for a day, so you are here." ”

Wushuang frowned and said, "How is it?" I thought it was the evil thoughts of the King of Jizo. ”

The ghost envoy looked at me from the side and said, "Xu You, why were you beaten down by Wushuang in one face?" ”

I waved my hand: "I was too underestimated, I thought it was some kind of imp." If you think about it, I treat Musou as a little ghost, and Musou treats me as the king of Jizo. One is joking, the other is desperate. Can I get down without being beaten? ”

Then I quickly diverted the topic: "I called you, why did you turn off the phone?" It's easy to find me. ”

Wushuang took out his phone: "Is it turned off?" I don't know how to use it. The phone rang just now, and I pressed it. Then there was no movement. ”

I looked at her speechlessly: "It's been a long time, you won't use it at all." ”

At this time, I suddenly heard a whining sound next to me. I turned my head and saw the owner of the paper shop tied to a chair with something in his mouth that I don't know.

I pointed to my boss and asked, "What's going on?" Is he a longevity party person? ”

Wushuang shook his head: "It doesn't seem to be." ”

I asked, "Didn't you come out all day looking for a longevity party?" Since he wasn't, why did you tie him up? ”

Wushuang said, "We found out. The paper figures in the longevity party were not tied by themselves. Instead, I bought it from a paper shop. In this way, as long as we check one by one, sooner or later we can find out who is the person of the longevity club, and then find out their nest by following the vine. ”

I looked at Wushuang dumbfounded: "So you and Paper Zha Wu, this whole day is investigating the Paper Zha Shop?" ”

Wushuang nodded: "Yes, every time you go to a paper shop, take out the account book first." Who is buying paper in large quantities, you can see it at a glance. If the shopkeeper doesn't cooperate, tie it up. ”

Then she looked at the owner of the paper shop. I picked up the ledger on the table.

She rolled her eyes twice, and suddenly said in surprise: "Hey, it seems a little wrong here." ”

I leaned over and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Wushuang pointed to one place and said, "Look here." One hundred paper figurines were lost. What does that mean? ”

The shopkeeper hesitated, as if he wanted to speak. I pulled out what was in his mouth and asked him, "What's going on?" ”

The shopkeeper said, "Are you Taoist priests?" I just listened to your conversation, and it seems like a Taoist priest. ”

I nodded, "Sort of." How? Are you haunted here? ”

The shopkeeper nodded repeatedly: "That's right, it's haunted." ”

The shopkeeper nodded repeatedly: "That's right, it's haunted." And, as if he was worried that we wouldn't help, he emphatically said, "It has something to do with my paper figures here." ”

It can be seen that the owner of the shop is a shrewd man who has been in business for many years. After listening for a while, we know what we are interested in.

I untied the shopkeeper's rope with my hands. "Why are you haunted here?" Tell us about it. ”

The shopkeeper was just about to speak. I heard the cell phone ringing around his waist. The shopkeeper apologized again and again, and then hid in the corner to answer the phone.

Wushuang looked at the shopkeeper who was answering the phone. He asked me, "How?" Are you at home, what have you gained? ”

I nodded: "There is a little gain, you don't believe it when you say it." ”

Then, I told the memories of my past life one by one.

Wushuang was dumbfounded when he heard this, and then said with a flushed face: "I didn't expect that King Jizo's previous life was so old and improper. ”

I hinted to her, "How can this be considered inconsequential? Where the love goes, normal physiological activities ......"

Wushuang gave me a blank look and didn't speak again.

The ghost envoy looked incredulous and said, "Don't slander Jizo King Bodhisattva, he is not that kind of person. ”

I waved my hand: "I know he's not like that right now." But I'm talking about past lives. ”

Unexpectedly, the ghost envoy said very resolutely: "It was not possible in the previous life. From the beginning to the present, King Jizo Bodhisattva has been a great man without stain. ”