After I exhaled, I still didn't move and looked inside against the crack in the door, although there was only one gap in the door, and I could see the room clearly. The old bowl of incense burning on the altar, the huge hair in the middle of the gable. The portraits, and the strings of steel hammers tied to the roof beams, I saw them all, but they were too ordinary.

There must have been a thick layer of dust in the room, or I wouldn't have been able to blow the crack in the door in one go. I looked around again, and I thought it was still the same as before.

I didn't think there was anything to see in this room, so I wanted to turn my head and see what was interesting in the stove house next to me, but I was about to leave the crack in the door, but I didn't expect that on the altar, on the edge of the old bowl that burned incense, there was a yellow mounted paper, yes, yes, it was yellow mounted paper, and suddenly it flew up like a butterfly.

I was startled, the yellow mounted paper flew up, in this dusty old hall, everything else was the same as always, and suddenly a yellow mounted paper flew up on the altar, this situation was noisy, people couldn't help but be a little creepy.

When I saw the yellow laminated paper flying, I quickly pressed my face tightly against the crack in the door, and even I stood on tiptoe to stare at the yellow laminated paper. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, this yellow mounted paper is not simply a yellow rotten paper flying, but this yellow mounted paper flies up less than a dozen centimeters high, and I don't know what magic power I get, and suddenly it became a very small yellow paper man, and the paper man slid towards the door with a soft sound from the old bowl of burning incense, like sitting on a slide.

Oh my God, what kind of play is this? I look at this paper figure, although it is as thin as transparent paper, but it is cut very realistically, you want a head to have a head, a body to have a body, and even arms and legs.

I saw it sliding towards me quickly, and it seemed a bit exaggerated to say that it was slippery, but the paper figure did not run towards me in a line, but flew towards me in an extremely rounded slope from high to low.

I didn't care if it flew or slid over, and when I saw this thing coming towards me, I was so frightened that my face left the door at once. He took a few steps back and stood in the courtyard gasping for air.

It was dark all around, and the worms in the horns were long gone, and I stood there, waiting for the paper figure to come out of the crack in the door and come to me for trouble. But after waiting for a bag of cigarettes, there was still no movement.

I waited a little impatiently, so I slowly approached the door again, and peered through the crack in the door. Unexpectedly, the paper man disappeared. Hey, I'm a little curious, isn't this thing going to slide out, where did it go?

I was about to look back when the paper figure, against the door panel, appeared little by little in the crack of the door. When I saw the yellow and rotten appearance, I suddenly almost squeezed my nose, and I was so frightened that I sat down on the ground.

As soon as he sat down, ignoring the pain in his buttocks, he heard a burst of laughter from the hall, which was like a saw blade for sawing wood to a nail, which made people's ears swell and make their hearts shiver.

I knew it was this paper man laughing, laughing at my vulnerability. But what can be done, who can withstand such a scare?!

After a long laugh, the silence in the room returned, could this paper man say that it was not possible to add yellow mounted paper? Confused, I slowly got down on my knees and leaned my head closer to the crack in the door to look into the room.

Sure enough, after the paper man frightened me, I should have felt great satisfaction in my heart, as if I had been stuck, because after I looked around, there was no trace of this paper man in the hall.

But I saw something strange in the house, but I didn't know where it had changed. I just stared and looked at it little by little. Sure enough, what surprised me was that in the old incense bowl on the altar, there was a short incense, and the cigarette was ethereal.

Obediently, hell alive, is this paper man still able to light incense? So, where does the fire come from?

I was too small, and I was on my knees, so I couldn't see the decorations on the altar, or there was incense and matches on the altar. However, no matter what, I can't figure it out, even if this paper man lights incense and inserts it into the incense bowl, but, alas, how can a paper man light incense?!

I've seen it before, when there was no one in this hall at all, suddenly a stick of incense was lit on the altar, and now, it's like this again, but there is one more paper figure cut out of yellow mounted paper that will scare me.

However, the incense is lit, so where did the paper man go? Did it set itself on fire? But even if I sit on the ground, my eyes are open, in this silent and dark night, if the paper figure cut out of yellow paper is on fire, can I not see it? What's more, after the yellow mounted paper is lit, it is called fast......

I still can't figure it out. I stood up slowly, but my eyes never left the crack in the door, for fear that the paper figure would suddenly come out again.

But I watched the incense burn little by little, and after a while, the incense ash fell down, but the paper figure still did not appear, did it really self-immolate? How is it possible, I always firmly believe that there must be some invisible connection between this paper man and me.

If it suddenly squeezes out in the crack of the door again, I blow hard and blow it away. Hmph, sample, it still scares me, just a piece of yellow mounted paper can still be a demon.

After a while, I suddenly saw that on the edge of the incense ash that was falling down, I don't know which evil sect I was in, and suddenly a very small whirlwind was formed, and the whirlwind swirled the incense ash, and kept turning and turning, just not leaving the vicinity of the incense bowl on the altar.

I see something strange, and there is no wind blowing in this house, what kind of whirlwind is there, and this whirlwind, according to my will, can be extinguished alive with a slap.

But just as the whirlwind was spinning, the paper man, like a butterfly, suddenly stood up from the platform of the god, and then slid over me with the trajectory of a slide.

And the whirlwind was still spinning around the incense bowl, and the more and more incense ash was constantly whirling.

I saw this paper man again, I saw this paper man's face, this time it seemed that there was something more, I took a closer look, I didn't expect this paper man to have two more locks of beard on his face, the beard is still a little realistic, and the beard of the big mouse has a fight.

After a while, a beard grew, and it seems that this paper man is really not just a piece of yellow mounted paper. Just when the paper figure slid in front of me and was only less than thirty or forty centimeters away, the paper figure slid quickly and quickly burned.