"Beef tendon, beef tendon boiled in quicklime." The papermaker did not show any discomfort with the fishy smell, and calmly untied the rope.

"Pull it for me."

As he spoke, the papermaker put the cow tendon in his mouth and said indistinctly, "Hold it, don't move." ”

Saying that, the papermaker copied the bamboo strips on his body, pressed the two ends of the bamboo strips with both hands, and quickly put them on the cow tendon and rolled, and the elastic cow tendon was quickly wound into an extremely regular circle.

Looking at the paper maker with a focused expression, I suddenly admired him a little. This kind of work requires not only exquisite craftsmanship, but also super patience.

Although I am a Taoist priest, I may not have his willpower, to be fair.

Perhaps, this is that there is a specialization in the art industry, and there is a precedence in hearing the Tao.

After about an hour, the boring and tasteless entanglement finally ended.

"What time is it?" The papermaker asked again.

"Twelve o'clock soon."

The papermaker nodded: "You take this." ”

I looked down, saw the red thread in the papermaker's hand, and asked, "What is this?" ”

"I'm standing in the middle of the formation, I'm going to attach the rope to the bamboo strip, and you drag the other end forward."

I nodded, swallowed, and the pressure in my heart increased suddenly.

It is no exaggeration to say that whether this thing can be done or not, I and the papermaker will split half, and thinking of this, I can't help but feel suffocated.

I kept my eyes glued to my watch, and the moment the hour and the seconds coincided, I murmured, "It's twelve." ”

"Let's go."

The paper-binding craftsman changed his previous calmness, put the bamboo pole wrapped around the cow tendon on the ground, and the yellow table paper fell to the ground like a dart, covering the bamboo strips tightly.

"Tell the time!"

"The heavenly stem is the first, and the earthly branch is the son." I whispered, "Jiazi! ”

"Turn your head!"

With a low snort, I quickly turned around, not daring to look again.

I could feel the red thread in my hand shaking, and after a long time, I took a small tentative step, the papermaker kept whispering something behind me, and I looked at the position of only a few dozen meters and was worried, according to my pace, a dozen steps can reach the end.

Perhaps it was instinct to do something wrong, but when I was helpless, I would always recite the Sutra of Relief to give myself some spiritual comfort.

This time was no exception, I muttered the Sutra of Suffering, I had an idea, although I couldn't read the time, I couldn't speak, but I could take the Sutra as a reference!

In the past, when I was practicing in the Taoist temple, the master was very precise in controlling the time of the morning class, and each scripture had a fixed time, and there would never be a moment of difference.

After a long period of training, I also developed the habit of reciting the Sutra of Relief for 10 minutes every time.

In other words, when I recited the Sutra of Salvation 12 times, it was exactly one hour.

It's a stupid method, but it's absolutely reliable.

Thinking of this, I kept reciting the Sutra of Salvation in a voice that only I could hear, and every time I finished reciting it, I took a step forward.

As he read it, the air around him dropped suddenly, and a biting cold wind blew in.

My heart pounds! This feeling is all too familiar to me, and there is evil around me!

In an instant, an ominous premonition came to my heart, shouldn't it be a cult person?

I hurriedly looked back, but there were several dead souls floating in the corner of the wall, men and women, old and young, judging by their clothes, they must have been dead for some years.

When I saw them, I was not so nervous, and they took the initiative to let me see them, which means that they didn't want to harm me.

The spirits stood timidly in the corner, staring at me intently, and I turned my head slowly, trying not to distract myself.

What I didn't expect was that there were more and more dead souls in this courtyard, and the walls, corners, and even the gate were already full of dead souls......