After having this idea, I couldn't hold back my words and simply said it.

I thought that he would be severely criticized by Uncle Chen, but he never expected that he would laugh on the spot when he heard it!

"Little Wu, how else can you say that you have the talent to be a Taoist priest?! Sure enough, this brain melon is smart! ”

"With your master's posture, the calf is so tightly guarded, let alone let you read, even when I contact you, he is like a thief."

"Well, I miss him a little bit all of a sudden."

Speaking of this, Uncle Chen sighed sadly, lit a cigarette, and sat on the road and smoked.

He didn't need to say much, I understood it all.

My idea is correct, opening a paper shop on each side of the street happens to be in line with the principle that good things come in pairs, and it can also suppress the evil in this neighborhood.

At the very least, it can prevent the evil spirits in the store that was bombed on the other side from causing chaos.

……

Due to the arrangements for the evening, a few of us simply did not leave, and spent the afternoon in the store.

During this period, the people of the decoration team came to understand the actual situation, communicated with us happily, quickly finalized some details, and promised to start the decoration tomorrow.

All in all, everything looks looking good.

Sending off the people who renovated us, we even had dinner and takeout in an empty store.

It's just a lot of people and lively, so you don't have to be bored or scared.

Time passed minute by minute, the sky was getting darker and darker, even if the street lights were lit on the street, but for a girl like Jia Furong, it was still too unsafe.

"Miss Jia, you go back to the villa first, don't follow us to spend it here, it's not good for your health, and it's not safe for girls."

I persuaded a few words.

However, Jia Furong, the eldest lady, is very stubborn at some times, and she has to stay with a few of us, but everyone can't resist it, so they let her go.

But there are unforeseen circumstances.

Everyone was still discussing when to start acting.

I glanced inadvertently out of the corner of my eye, and saw a pool of blood on Jia Furong's skirt, and instantly understood that this girl was coming.

But it's a good thing, you don't have to be here with us.

I don't have any scruples when I act at night.

"Miss Jia, your skirt is dirty."

I shook my arm and reminded softly.

Jia Furong subconsciously looked down, and after seeing the blood stains on her skirt, her face suddenly turned completely red, and she hurriedly said goodbye to us and left the shop.

So, we're the only ones left here.

Uncle Chen looked around to observe the environment, and finally took out the remote control to lower all the iron doors outside the window, even the gate gate.

Only a slit about 20 centimeters close to the ground remained.

When he had done all this, he clapped his hands and went back to the middle of the room and sat down in his chair.

"Okay, so you don't have to worry about someone peeping."

"But Uncle Chen, you cover this place so tightly, we can't see the situation of the shop opposite, in case there are passers-by over there or patrolling the arrest house, what can we do if we collide?"

I asked, puzzled.

Uncle Chen's face was full of casual expressions when he heard this.

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid, the compass can sense the breath of the living and the dead, and it's within a hundred meters of the other side, so I'll definitely survey it before I act."

Now that I've got that to say, I have nothing to worry about.

Wait quietly for the time to pass and prepare for the evening action.

Soon it was 11 p.m.

I couldn't sit still, so I lay on my stomach and looked out through the crack in the door.

A yellow cordon was still drawn outside the explosion site opposite, and a patrol car was parked not far away, with two guards sitting in the driver's seat in front of them.

The streets were deserted, with no one except for the occasional speeding car.

It's simply the perfect time to act!

Thinking of this, I resisted the excitement in my heart, trotted to Uncle Chen's side, and pointed in the opposite direction.

He immediately understood what I meant, and nodded in agreement.

"Xiao Wu, you follow me to act, Ah Dong is responsible for the break, close the roller shutter door here, although there is nothing valuable inside, I am not afraid of stealing, but I still have to guard against it."

"Understood!"

Ah Dong knew that he was not capable enough and had no special skills, so he readily agreed.

In this way, we took advantage of the night to sneak out of the iron gate.

Uncle Chen and I acted as fast as we could, taking advantage of the fact that there was no car on the road and rushed directly to the opposite side, trying to reduce our sense of presence during the whole process, without alarming the patrol car to catch fast.

Waited until they got to the jungle on the other side.

Uncle Chen suddenly took out the rune paper and scissors from his pocket and stuffed them directly into my arms.

"Cut a paper man, you want that kind of simulation, the more like the better, I remember that you should have a small box of paint with you, and the time has come to test your skills."

"Wrap it up on me."

Although I don't know Uncle Chen's intentions, I can be clear, it is definitely right to listen to him.

Thinking about this, I picked up the scissors in my hand and started to operate, only to find that it was not the kind of big iron scissors, but special scissors for paper-cutting, which also saved some time.

After about five minutes, I had cut out a small paper figure that came to life and painted it.

Ah Dong was struggling at this time, and finally evaded the sight of the catcher, found this side, and met the two of us in the jungle.

As soon as he squatted down, he found the little paper figure in my hand, and he was very frightened at the time, but fortunately he didn't scream, otherwise his whereabouts would have been exposed!

"Damn, Xiao Wu, what are you doing here, this game should be too scary!"

"If Uncle Chen wants to use it, I'll get it."

I glanced at him, handed the finished product in my hand to Uncle Chen, turned around and put the paint box in my pocket.

I don't have to worry about the rest.

Uncle Chen took out a drawn yellow talisman from his pocket, overlapped it with the little paper figure and recited the spell, and then quickly threw it into the air.

The flames streaked by, falling like fireflies, as if they had never existed.

However, in my eyes, I saw a faint puff of green smoke drifting towards the place where the explosion occurred, trying to determine the number of ghosts over there, and then consider the problem of excess.

But surprisingly, it was empty......

Uncle Chen's talisman not only didn't catch any traces of his soul drifting, but he didn't even have a bit of yin qi.

It's weird.

According to common sense, even if those who were killed by the bombing had no intention of revenge and wanted to be reincarnated, it would never be so fast.

Now the soul has disappeared without a trace, so there must be someone secretly causing trouble.

Who the hell is this person?

What is his purpose?

I was wondering when I heard a noise in front of me......