It was the man who called me a paper man.

He came down the stairs and walked this way.

I could have gone out through the gate, but the gate was locked from the inside and couldn't be opened.

As for the window, it was still a few steps away, and it was close to the side of the stairs, and I went over it, which was equivalent to going directly to the man, and I would definitely be discovered.

So instinctively hid behind the paper figures.

But after I hid, I realized that I was just taking a key. There's no need to act like a thief, so I'm going to get up and explain to the man who is walking this way.

But after the human eye gradually adapted to the darkness, I found that the man was holding a kitchen knife in his hand.

There was liquid on the kitchen knife, which ran down the smooth back of the knife and dripped all the way to the floor, making a ticking sound.

And when the man walked to the window, I saw the red blood on the kitchen knife by the moonlight outside.

At that moment, the action I had come up with was frozen.

I had an instinctive feeling that I should never be discovered by him.

So I looked around, and finally I saw a large potted plant on the right side of the gate, just enough to hide from me.

I had to go there when the man came, but I didn't forget that my right hand wasn't holding the paper man yet.

I struggled, but it didn't let go, so I had to pull it hard, tear its right hand off, and then quietly ran behind the potted plant and hid under the cover of a row of paper figures.

And the man also walked in front of the paper man at this time.

With stiff movements, he walked around the paper figures, and when he was sure that he didn't find anything, he opened the curtains of the window opposite the door.

The curtains were opened, and a large amount of moonlight from outside sprinkled in, making the darkness of the room a little lighter.

I'm glad I didn't choose to hide behind the paper figurine, otherwise I would have been discovered by the moonlight.

Slowly, I breathed a sigh of relief.

I saw the man standing in front of the row of paper figures, and the half-finished paper figures, whether they were on the body or on the face, were not the most complete, separated between the image and the dislike.

The man took the kitchen knife, took out another pen and a banknote, stood in front of the paper man, dipped the blood from the knife with a brush, mixed it on the banknotes, and began to draw their eyes.

I vaguely saw that the banknote was stained with blood in the morning.

He didn't draw the eyes very carefully, just dotted a little bit at the place of the blank eyeball.

It's the same paper figure that grabbed my hand just now.

Painting the eyes of the paper man with blood is equivalent to painting the whole lip of the paper man, which will attract bad things.

This is what Lu Blind told me, so the average paper figure either paints the whole eye with black paint, or just paints nothing blank, and the people who come to customize these things know some rules.

So never ask more.

But the man is clearly aware of some taboos.

Soon, he finished drawing all the eyes, and finally, with the blood from the brush, drew the same red dot in the center of his eyebrows.

The moment the red dot fell, the two rows of paper figures beside him moved.

Yes, I read that right, the paper man moved like a man in the light of the light, and gathered around the man like a child.

Some hugged him, some hugged him, and it looked like the kind of interaction between a child and an old man.

The man was also very happy at first, and on his expressionless face, a stiff smile appeared, although it was ugly, but fortunately, he kept smiling.

It's a pity that after laughing for a while, he sank his face.

He grabbed a paper figure in front of him, grabbed his face, and asked with a bad face, "Why don't you speak?" ”

The paper figure was grabbed by him, like a man being choked by the cheek, and he broke it with his hands, but he never spoke.

"Half a lip? The man was right, this girl knows a little bit about the doorway. ”

The man narrowed his eyes and smiled.

I deliberately didn't paint the full lips of the paper figure.

Because there are rules in the Lu family's ancestors, all paper figures do not draw full lips.

The reason comes from the fact that the lips are the mouth, which is used to vent the qi, and once the painting is full, it can absorb the qi of yin and yang, and the paper figure will change.

Therefore, the paper figures from the Lu family are all half-lipped.

The lips are incomplete, and the paper man cannot speak.

It is also a meaning of protection.