What is twenty years of longevity?

As long as you can get the little bun back, it's all worth it.

As a pact spirit, his soul can temporarily not enter reincarnation and stay in the human world by connecting with the spirit feather heart.

That is to say, as long as Lingyu is alive, Xiao Baozi's soul can be attached to the paper man, using the paper man as a carrier, using the power of magic to make him walk in the world like a living person.

The only difference between a small bun and a living person is that he can't grow up, and he can't make his own decisions when he appears or disappears on paper.

Moreover, the spirit of the pact cannot be too far away from the master, unless it is on a mission, otherwise the spell will fail if it leaves without permission. Once the spell fails, the pact spirit will turn into a lonely ghost.

But they are more pitiful than ordinary lonely ghosts. They are vulnerable without asylum. It's better at night, but if it's during the day, it's going to be completely gone.

"Little bun, you must go back to the paper shop by yourself. Definitely! As long as you are by Master's side, you are safe. At this moment, Ling Yu couldn't sense him at all, and God knows how worried she was.

Originally, she wanted to stay here a little longer to see if she could collect evidence of the beast's crime, but now she was so worried that she just wanted to get out quickly and go out to find him. Either way, she had to get him back before dawn. Only in this way can you guarantee that the small buns are safe.

Having made up her mind, she immediately untied the bag around her waist and pulled out a blank piece of paper from it.

The situation was urgent, the conditions were poor, and there were no incense and candles, so she had to stand up in her heart, and then asked God, facing the little glimmer that leaked through the crack in the door, she began to cut the paper figure stand-in.

"Void and void spirits, Taishang Yuqing, help the poor, cut paper into soldiers, three souls to the left, seven spirits to the right......"

Although the light is weak, the scissors have a spirit, and the spirit feather has a spirit.

Together, the atmosphere of the entire firewood room has changed.

Everything becomes different. As the spell deepened, the blackiron scissors moved rapidly across the paper.

In the darkness, it silently devoured the paper that had been offered on the altar for seven hundred and forty-nine days. Soon, a seven-inch-long white paper figure was cut.

"Get up quickly and obey my orders." When the last scissors fell, the incantation was just as it was recited, and Ling Yu immediately blew a breath on the paper. The paper figure instantly began to glow and grow larger.

In the dim environment, the light emitted by the paper figures is dazzling. Just watch it get bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, the facial features gradually become clearer, and the body gradually becomes flesh and blood. Soon he became a three-dimensional person who was exactly the same as Lingyu!

She was even wearing the same clothes as Lingyu.

Seeing this, Ling Yu didn't dare to delay, and immediately stretched out his right hand to make a sword finger, pointed at the center of the paper man Ling Yu's eyebrows, and read: "Emperor Taiwei, Danfang guards the spirit, creates armor, drives away evil and assists in righteousness, yang and cloth body, comes to restore the Yellow Court, Tianfu Dili, and shocks the sword soldiers——"

After this incantation, I only heard the paper man Lingyu exhale a long breath from his mouth, and then he was completely alive!

She opened her eyes, flashed those beautiful eyes, looked at Ling Yu and said, "Don't worry, I will stay here obediently." ”

She looked exactly like Ling Yu, but her voice was that of a man. This made Ling Yu couldn't help but be taken aback.

"Thank you. Stay here obediently and don't cause trouble. After three days, you can leave, and then you can go wherever you want, and this Dharma will be used for you for seven days. Although Ling Yu was not satisfied with this voice, he could only say one sentence.

As for the paper man, he can have four more days when he hears it. felt that this errand was good, and immediately became happy, and patted his chest on the spot and gave a guarantee.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of this for you!"

His voice was so rough that he couldn't look like a woman even if he pinched his throat.

"You're good at everything, just don't talk much. Your voice is a man when you hear it. Ling Yu was a little helpless, so he made a request to him: "Anyway, if people don't speak, don't speak, if they do something to you, you will call back." When the time comes, it's time to run away. ”

The method she uses today is different from the usual method of cutting small animals to help.

In order to ensure that once something happens to the paper man, he can get out flexibly and not be recognized, this time she used the technique of paper-cutting into soldiers.

The art of paper-cutting into soldiers, the combat soldiers who have been created, do not eat or drink, do not hurt by knives and guns, advance and retreat and rush to kill, can be manipulated, in the past, Cao Gong had used this technique to break tens of thousands of gold soldiers, which is really the magic of the law.

The reason why they can not be injured by knives and guns, and they do not eat or drink is because these paper figures have recruited some negative energy to serve the caster. But this thing is a matter of luck, and whoever you bump into is anyone, and you can't pick it. Like today, it is impossible to say that things are in a hurry.

Unlike Qi Ling, this kind of work is temporary, and does not form a long-term contract, and often after a thing is done, everyone gets the benefits and then breaks up. It's kind of like doing odd jobs.

At this moment, he could only listen to Ling Yu's request, and quickly closed his mouth. He nodded vigorously to show that he understood.

Seeing that he was so "well-behaved", Ling Yu was finally relieved, so he cut the key to the firewood room again.

She cast a spell on her head, and then ordered it to slide out of the crack in the wood room. I opened the door for myself without any effort!

So, she walked out without any suspense and swaggered.

The house wasn't as tight as she thought it would be.

It was about late at night, and all the people in the house were asleep. There is no one who is on duty at night.

After all, Ling Yu also came out of a high-ranking family, so he naturally understood the rules of a high-ranking family. After she walked around the house, she basically concluded that there was no master in this courtyard today.

The whole house fell into a slumber. Seeing this, Ling Yu hurriedly went to the backyard to find Yan Shifan's study, wanting to find some evidence. Who knows, but found that there is no study in this house at all, and there are only bedrooms one after another.

Each of these bedrooms is elegantly decorated. It's just that the color of the curtain is different from that of ordinary people, with red, pink and green, and Luo Manqing yarn, which looks like a sense of déjà vu of the fence and tiles, anyway, it is not a serious place at first glance.

"Why does he need so many rooms alone? It's also so unusual. Ling Yu looked at the furnishings of these rooms and silently estimated the price. The more I think about it, the more incredible it becomes.

After all, she couldn't help but push open the door of one of the rooms and walked in.

In that room, I don't know what kind of incense was smoked, it was terrifying.

By the moonlight, she could see the furnishings inside, and found that whether it was a table, chair, a vase, or a wall, or engraving, printing or painting, all of them were unsightly paintings, and she almost wanted to vomit!

"I didn't expect it to be such a place......" When he saw the bronze mirror the size of the screen facing the dragon and phoenix bed, Ling Yu completely understood the purpose of this room.

The mirror was polished and shiny. When a person's face shines on it, even the pores can be seen clearly!

Lingyu stood in front of the mirror and shuddered. If I didn't know how to spell, I'm afraid I'd be in these rooms soon!

She was obviously lucky, but she didn't know how many poor girls had been treated inhumanely in such a place.

I don't know where they went. Maybe it's death, maybe it's better to live than to die.

After all, there are no less than twenty rooms like this in this whole house, but each one is empty, and no one lives in it at all.

So who are these soft quilts and scented drapery for?

Looking at those portraits, looking at that bronze mirror, everything speaks for itself......