"Do you look at me quite familiarly?" Li Bei'er reached out and stroked the tips of her hair, gently moved the lotus step, appeared beside me, and asked softly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After this dress-up, her whole temperament suddenly changed, and her whole body was full of indescribable charm and style.

I looked at her, and I felt more and more that she and Wang Meili were printed in the same mold, and even their temperament was exactly the same.

"What is the relationship between you and Wang Meili, mother and daughter, or twin sisters?"

Hearing my question, Li Bei'er in front of him shook his head, pointed to the golden bottle plum in my hand, and said with a smile: "Actually, Wang Meili and I are the same person. ”

Oh?

I didn't quite understand the meaning of Li Bei'er's words, but at this time, the black widow sent me a signal that she had found the clip paper.

That piece of paper, a book that happened to be sandwiched in the deepest part of the bookcase, if it weren't for the Gu worm's natural keen discernment, it would be really difficult to find.

I hurriedly walked over, reached open the bookcase, found the book, spread it out, and sure enough, I saw a torn page inside.

It was the missing page of the Golden Vase Merry.

It's just that there is only an empty picture frame on the paper, and the picture of the beauty that should have been on it is gone.

Needless to say, this beauty picture is obviously the Li bottle in front of you.

When Li Bei'er saw me turn out the page, she followed me unhurriedly and asked me, "What, do you want to go in and have a tryst with me?"

I was surprised, looked at her, and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

Instead, she asked me strangely, "What are you afraid of?"

The answer is not the question, it seems that the two of us are not on the same channel at all.

I reached into the bookcase and leaned back, took the black widow back into the Gu pattern on the back of my hand, and then felt in my pocket, found the lighter, and lit the fire with a "snap".

Shaking the flame at the thin paper, Li Bei'er's face immediately turned pale: "You...... You...... Not a paper clip?"

All things in the world restrain each other, whether they are ghosts or monsters, since they are formed, there are things to restrain them.

Since the paper ghost is a ghost transformed into a piece of paper, once I find its parasitic object, as long as I burn this paper, she will definitely be wiped out.

I smiled, trying to make my smile look bad: "Of course I'm not a paper clipper anymore, now, are you still afraid of me?"

"I'm afraid of ......," Li Bei'er said timidly, holding the bottle tightly with both hands and shrinking to the side, like a little Lori who was bullied by a lewd uncle.

"Ahem. "The first time I played a bad guy, I tried to make myself look vicious, and then asked her in a rough voice: "You tell me first, how did you come into being, and what does it have to do with Wang Meili." ”

Li Bei'er looked at me pitifully and replied weakly.

She thought of talking a little bit, and said it intermittently, and it took me a long time before I could understand the relationship.

It turned out that twenty years ago, Wang Meimei's mother began to teach Wang Meili a thousand techniques.

At that time, Wang Meili was still a child, and she was at the age when she liked to play, so she was willing to learn things well, but under the watchful eyes of her mother, she couldn't help but learn.

And because there were dragons and snakes here, her mother was worried that Wang Meili would learn badly from the women outside, so she was grounded in the second floor and basically didn't let her out.

Qianshu requires training a variety of techniques and reactions, which seems fancy, but in fact it is indeed an extremely boring thing.

For example, if you simply hide a small ball in your sleeve, you don't know how many times you have to practice.

At that time, Wang Meimei's only fun after studying was to read books and look at the pictures in the books.

The little girl is the most fond of fantasy, at that time, this hardcover edition of the Golden Bottle Plum, immediately attracted Wang Meili, the illustrations in the book are lifelike, and Li Bottle's picture, with a deadly magic, will deeply attract her.

It just so happened that she was learning the disguise technique in the Thousand Gates, so she had nothing to do, so she dressed herself up according to Li Bei'er's image.

At that time, Wang Meili didn't seem to understand love, love, and things, but she simply listened to her mother, saying that the woman in this painting was an infatuated woman, trapped by love all her life, and was willing to spend all her family wealth or something.

So, Wang Meili was very longing for Li Bei'er's life experience, and unconsciously, she regarded this painting as a real person, and if she had anything to do, she would talk to it and tell her story about Li Bei'er.

To put it bluntly, it's actually just talking to yourself, the fantasy of a young girl.

But after a long time, this picture has poured Wang Meimei's feelings for many years, and she gradually became spiritual, becoming a paper ghost.

I see.

Although this female ghost was born a long time ago, there have been more than 20 years, but she has been trapped in this study, and her life experience is almost zero, so she didn't think of hiding it, and honestly said everything.

I pondered for a while, and probably understood: Wang Meili had a friendship similar to a "friend" for a painting without friends or playmates, and this feeling was pinned on the paper, and over time, the idea reached a certain level, and Li Bei'er was "resurrected".

The description of this kind of existence in "The Great Policy" is actually "sincerity, gold and stone are open", which is something similar to "faith".

For example, there is a shortage of water in a certain place, and a dragon king temple is built, and then someone goes to incense and kneels to worship every day, and over time, even if there is no dragon king there, it will be smooth and rainy, which is the power of faith.

All the bodhisattva statues and land temples in the earthly world have this kind of power condensation for a large reason.

What I can't figure out is that Wang Meili is just an ordinary person, where does she get so much mental power?

I couldn't figure this out, and I didn't think about it carefully, and asked Li Bei'er again: "Then why do you think that I am your kind." ”

Li Bei'er expressed her grievances: "You ...... It was originally my own kind. ”

Oh?

I'm a peerless handsome living corpse who studies hard, goes up every day, and is handsome and chic, how did I become a paper ghost?

No, I guess I have some kind of peculiar aura of a paper ghost, which is why it mistakes me for its kind.

The unique aura of the paper ghost?

I felt a pound in my heart, thinking of a serious consequence: In order to save Wang Meimei, I entered the painting realm of the corpse demon, could it be that from that time, my body has been provoked with this kind of aura?

In essence, the paper ghost and the painting ghost are the same kind of ghost.

And at that time, Wang Meili was caught by the ghost in the painting, could it also have something to do with this paper-clipping ghost?

These things seem to be disconnected, but when you think about it carefully, it seems that there is a connection in the dark that connects them.

What worries me the most is the resurrection of the corpse.

Although the corpse demon in the painting was swallowed by the gluttony that fully appeared, according to the old Tao, as long as the life box is not destroyed, the corpse demon can be resurrected, and if it is resurrected, it is likely to come to me for trouble.

Could it be that this kind of paper-clipping ghost aura left on my body is the mark that the corpse demon has branded on me?