I don't believe in this evil, my face is against Wang Mazi, my nose is almost the same as his nose, my eyes have been looking at him, and I always feel that there is something wrong with Wang Mazi. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew me up, and Wang Mazi moved even more. It seems to be dancing with the wind. It's like falling down in an instant.

Suddenly, his shaking hand touched my face, what kind of hand was that. , without a hint of human temperature. It's like a piece of paper. Could it be that Wang Mazi is a paper man? This thought surprised me and made me feel creepy. A closer look reveals that it is indeed a paper man.

Just when I was at a loss, the big black dog raised by Lao Li's family in the west of the village knocked the paper-made Wang Mazi to the ground from behind. The bamboo strip tied to Wang Mazi's body broke as he fell to the ground, and Wang Mazi fell into the dust like a man with broken bones.

It occurred to me that my ancestral book said that if a paper figure should be should. It will attract an old, well-behaved black dog and knock it down. If the black dog knocks it down, it will go crazy. If you see someone biting, you will surely die within three days. I shouted, "Beat this black dog to death!"

After the previous events, I still have some prestige in the village, especially the village chief obeys me, everyone takes what they can in a panic, and chases and intercepts this black dog. It's still Lao Li, who knows the habits of his dog, took a rolling pin, beat him violently, and directly knocked the big black dog to death. I saw this big black dog, foaming at the mouth, and its spitting was poured into the grass, and the grass and trees withered.

"Damn, it's better than sulfuric acid, thanks to that. Lao Li said gratefully.

I stared intently at the paper figure and fell into deep thought. It's too similar. To have this kind of craft, it must not be an ordinary person, I haven't heard of it in ten miles and eight villages, who has this craft.

I asked everyone what I thought, and the village chief said tremblingly: "Cuihong, Cuihong's father, she used to be a paper-tying person." Later, after the reform and opening up, everything was new, and the craftsmanship of the paper people was no longer popular, there was no market, and finally his father had no livelihood and planted crops.

"No, Cui Hong's father's craftsmanship is good, and it is said that he can tie the paper alive. "Everyone is talking nonsense. I also have some understanding of the paper-making people, who are also called paper-making craftsmen in our place, and the popular point is that the paper-making craftsmen are the craftsmen who tie the paper, and the craft of paper-making is an old industry in the various fields in ancient times, and it is mostly used to sacrifice the dead.

There is a kind of folklore that if the master of the paper figure is good at work, these paper figures can still get up and move on their own at night, either playing chess, or chatting and drinking tea! More often, in ancient China, these paper figures were compared to the souls of the deceased, and if there were unfulfilled wishes, they could be expressed with the help of paper figures.

But Wang Mazi is not dead yet, who will pay tribute to him? Is there an outsider for a daughter-in-law? I want to tie the paper man to curse him to death, but this paper man is too similar. Besides, the paper man cursed people to death, and then pricked him with a needle, put it under his pillow, and crushed himself to death. I've never heard of such a big paper figure.

Even if Cuihong's father returns to his old business and makes a living for paper people. That has to be the rule of chasing the paper-binding people. The most taboo thing for paper people is to tie the living, Wang Mazi has not died and he has pierced a Wang Mazi, this is to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors. The paper-binding people also have ancestors. Isn't Cuihong's father afraid that after death, he won't have the face to see his grandfather?

It was useless to think so much, although Cuihong's father said that it was a neighboring village, but I had never been there, and I asked the village chief, where is Cuihong's father's house? The village chief didn't tell me, and insisted on persuading me not to go. Because everyone knows that Cuihong's father is stubborn, although this old man is stubborn, he is relatively upright, and it is impossible to tie Wang Mazi, who is not dead, into a paper figure for no reason. If I rush to Cuihong's father's house, I'm afraid I won't go back.

I knew it wasn't going to be a smooth trip. But as if I had to send it, I couldn't help but go. First, I have to find out the truth about Wang Mazi, my curiosity is very heavy, if I don't know, I will have trouble sleeping. Second, so many people in the village have died, my sister-in-law is fine, if the truth is not found out, sooner or later there will be problems here for my sister-in-law. Third, Qingling can't get out of this matter, if you don't investigate and find out, you can't solve the dilemma for her, fourth, the most important thing, I now have this book, and I also have the mission given by the family, which I can't avoid.

Seeing that I had to go to Cuihong's father, the village chief was helpless, so he gave me a little dry food and two black donkey hooves. He said to me earnestly, "Ah." The village chief has nothing to help you, so go to the neighboring village and say whether it is near or not, and bring some dry food to eat if you are hungry. What about this black donkey's hooves, it is said to have a miraculous effect on zombies, I don't understand the ghosts, you know more professionally than me, you must come back safely, your sister-in-law is still waiting for you. ”

I pretended to be calm and said to the village chief: "I'm not going to die, I'm just going to investigate Cuihong's father, it's not a big deal if you don't have to be so excited, maybe I'll be back in an hour or two." ”

I strolled down the country road to Cuihong's father's house. The light is getting darker and darker, but fortunately, the roads in the countryside are almost the same, although I haven't been to Cuihong's father's house, but the road is still the same. If ordinary people walk this way, they can't walk at two o'clock in an hour, but like us, they can go back and forth in an hour.

There were two dogs, one black and one of flowers, one from afar and one from near and far following me. I took a closer look, it was two female dogs, could it be the good friend of Lao Li Tou's black dog?

Could it be that their good friends have been killed and have come to me for revenge? You can't blame me, the person who really killed Lao Li Tou and his dog was Lao Li Tou himself, if you really want to find someone to take revenge, what should you do with Lao Li Tou looking for me?

I yelled at the two dogs, who gave them a gentle bark and turned away. They were just a small episode on my way to Cui Hong's father, and I finally arrived at the village of Cui Hong's father's house in the middle of the night.

Their village was much quieter than ours, there was no sound, all the doors were closed, and there was not even a dog on the road. I panicked, but I had no other choice, and walked in the direction the village chief told me and walked into Cuihong's father's house.

The door of her father's house was also closed, and I knocked lightly on the door a few times, but there was no sound, and with a gentle push, the door opened.