It stands to reason that Taoist priests recite sutras, but I have never recited the Sutra of Relief Nearly 100 times in one night, even if it is a great Dharma meeting on land and sea, I will not recite it like this.

And the papermaker didn't even say a word from beginning to end, silently repeating the work at hand like a robot.

Finally, the sky changed from white to bright, and my footsteps moved towards the last heavenly stem position, and the last paper figure returned to its place like the wind.

That means it's done!

The joy in my heart could not withstand the exhaustion of my body, and as soon as I let go of this breath in my heart, the strength of my whole body was immediately drained, and I cheered up, rushed to the water tank in the yard, held the water that was supposed to be watering flowers in both hands, and drank it in a big gulp.

After a long pause, I dragged my soft body to my feet, wiped the water from the corners of my mouth, and turned my eyes to the paper-binder.

The paper-binding man took care of the scraps on the ground as if he had nothing to do, without even looking up.

Good fellow, the papermaker is made of iron, right?

When the papermaker finished cleaning up the things on the ground, he finally raised his head and squinted at the neatly arranged paper figures, with a satisfied smile on his face. qδ.o

I followed the gaze of the papermaker, and under the bright sun, sixteen paper figures in red cotton jackets had the same expressions on their faces, standing in their respective positions without any difference, and their eyes were aimed at the papermaker, looking inexplicably a little weird.

And the papermaker stood in the middle, like a marshal inspecting the soldiers, with confidence and pride on his face.

The papermaker looked around and pointed with one hand, "This is the void, isn't it?"

Oops, I didn't expect the papermaker to know about the empty death.

There are 10 stems and 12 earthly branches, and due to the difference in numbers, when the heavenly stems and earthly branches are combined, there will be two earthly branches left, and the two remaining alone are called "empty death"

Generally speaking, after the first round of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches are combined, the remaining two are 戌 and Hai. If you want to count the second class, you must start from 戌 and Hai.

I nodded, "That's right."

The papermaker strode over, took out a cinnabar pen from his bosom, and drew a third eye on the paper man's forehead.

"What is this?"

"Dragons need a master, and the three-eyed paper man is this "lord"."

I don't understand the craftsmanship of the papermaker, he said this, I just listened to the fun, and he still had to do the specific things.

"I'm ready to go." The papermaker said suddenly.

This time, the papermaker came to change his previous calmness, but seemed a little impatient, always urging me, which inevitably made me suspicious.

I thought about it, "Let's rest for a while, I haven't slept all night, and my physical strength can't keep up."

"W-Okay then."

Back in the room, Yu Lan was lying on his side on the bed fiddling with his mobile phone, and when he saw me coming back, Yu Lan threw his mobile phone aside and quickly sat up.

"How?" Yu Lan asked with concern.

"All the best." I smiled and replied, "Thank you didn't go out last night."

The appearance of the paper man suddenly flying in front of me, I still remember it vividly, if Yu Lan saw it, I am afraid that I will be scared out of something.

Yu Lan helped me take off my coat very intimately, and said, "You go to sleep, I'll call you if there's something."

"Okay."

As I spoke, I had already rolled over into bed, pulled the curtains a little tighter, and fell asleep groggy.

I hadn't slept long before I was woken up by a muffled noise.

I sat up like a corpse and looked around nervously.

At this time, I realized that the sound came from the papermaker's room, and the muffled sound was mixed with the papermaker's scolding, and I could probably hear what the papermaker was scolding through a wall.

The paper maker probably means that he made a lot of paper figures, and all of them were destroyed overnight, as if someone was still injured.

I sighed silently, the paper-binding man looked at the paper man like his own child, and whoever destroyed his paper man was simply touching his scales.

Don't look at the papermaker's usual taciturn, he has a temper and is stubborn like a live donkey.

I still remember the scene when he killed the stand-in, and it made the honest man anxious, and the consequences were very serious.

Listening to his anger, I wanted to persuade him, but after thinking about it, forget it, the paper man is the favorite of the papermaker, I went to persuade him, it was purely standing and talking without backache.

Thinking of this, I slowly lay down again, let's recuperate.

I closed my eyes slightly, and the scolding continued on the papermaker's anger, and I suddenly heard two words "Taoism" in his mouth.

I snapped my eyes open and whispered, "Not good!"

To provide you with the fastest update of the great god Jiang Muyun's "There is a Store in the Underworld", in order for you to view the fastest update of this book next time, please be sure to save the bookmark!

Chapter 1022: Transcendence (II) Free Read.