Lao Liu's 'toilet paper' is a silk silk specially supplied by the Weaving and Dyeing Bureau, which can allow His Highness to indulge in silkiness. Each piece was the size of a handkerchief, and was also given to him as a tribute in the name of the handkerchief. It's just a one-time one, and you can throw it away when you run out.

The so-called one who is close to Zhu is red and close to ink is black, the eldest brother doesn't talk about the second brother, how embarrassed is he really angry with them.

You can only educate them: "You can't do this, in the eyes of the reader, paper is very sacred." Let them know that this king is going to have one more crime. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to Mu Ying's pro-soldier and said, "Look at the people, they are also the sons of Xun Gui, they all grew up with a golden spoon, and they know not to make trouble for the Hou Ye." ”

"Your Highness, don't say it......" Mu Ying handed him a roll of white cloth with a face full of shame and said, "They use kapok cloth from Shaanxi." ”

"Good fellows." Zhu Zhen was completely speechless and said: "You will enjoy one race at a time." ”

"Your Highness, those who ride horses all day, be kind to their butts." Everyone also knew that he was not really angry, so some of the soldiers smiled and grinned.

"Okay, you can use whatever you like, anyway, don't use paper that can write." Zhu Zhen waved his hand and granted amnesty to the world.

"Your Highness!" The guards breathed a sigh of relief.

"But all the tools used to commit the crime were confiscated." Zhu Zhen said again.

"Yes, yes, yes." The guards nodded and said, "We can use leaves." ”

As a result, everyone's 'toilet paper' has become the material for making the skin of Kong Ming lanterns.

As for how to connect these small pieces of paper and small rags, you can boil a paste with flour.

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Early the next morning, the guards followed the guide and went their separate ways in the deep mountains and old forests.

Zhu Zhen divided them into several groups, one group to find suitable bamboo, cut it back and cut it into pieces to make a skeleton.

The other group is responsible for collecting pine resin for fuel. There are large pine forests in the Wumeng Mountains, and the guards pick the thick, lumpy pine trees in the sun. Cut a long cut high in the trunk of the tree and cut it all the way to the roots. Then catch it with the dead bark that can be found everywhere in the forest, and you can catch it in a day.

With the skin, the skeleton, and the fuel, the Kong Ming lantern is actually done. But the plain lamp was not scary enough, and it had to be decorated again, so Zhu Zhen ordered a group of people to go to the forest to collect plant dyes.

The forests of Guizhou are a treasure trove, and the dyes used by the locals are also taken from the plants in the forest, madder can get red, comfrey can get purple, soap hoppers can make black, and indigo can make blue...... Colorful and everything.

They don't need anything to paint firmly, it won't fade for a long time, as long as it doesn't fade overnight, it's all over. Therefore, the dye plants picked back do not need special treatment, and they can be mashed with juice.

Everyone worked together, and the next day, before dark, more than 100 huge Kong Ming lanterns were made. They are all painted upside down with colorful ghost heads...... Legend has it that hungry ghosts are so hungry that they can only float headfirst down to the world because they haven't eaten for a year.

Those blue-faced fangs, hideous appearances, and strange grimaces scared the guides in the western part of the water before they took off. Everyone said that it was fortunate that Aaron had returned to report the news, otherwise if he had been there, he might have jumped up in fright again.

When the group that collected pine resin came back and filled the Kong Ming lantern with fuel, everyone couldn't wait, and according to His Highness's instructions, they lit twenty or thirty Kong Ming lanterns with tethers.

As the grease burned, the Kong Ming lantern gradually filled with heat, and soon it rose one after another in the exclamation of the Rollo people......

~~

Puttenburg on the opposite side of the canyon.

The 'Shallow Dede' ceremony began again as scheduled. Wearing a grimace mask and a cloak with a disheveled hair, Bimo of the Puding Department was still in the same costume as yesterday, holding a short sword and a long sword, and roared along the city wall.

A group of men who smeared their faces and hands and feet followed behind, wearing their robes, leading sheep and dogs, holding straw men and grass horses, and jumping as they walked......

They circled around the wall, walked to the westernmost point, and were about to continue dancing to the south, when someone inadvertently looked up at the sky, and was suddenly stunned by the scene above the canyon in the west.

Hearing the frightened cries of his companions, the men next to him also raised their heads and followed his line of sight, and then they were all frightened and did not dare to move.

Only the grimace Bi Mo had been jumping and jumping intently in front of him, shouting and screaming, and he felt abnormal when he went out from afar, and when he looked back, he found that there was no one behind him.

Bi Mo looked back through the mask, only to see that the men who should have followed him closely were all standing in the distance and looking up at the sky, as if they had been immobilized.

Bi Mo was angry, and turned back to Xingshi to ask the guilt: "Tomorrow night is the day when the ghost door is opened, you are so slack, how can you be 'shallow and virtuous'?" ”

"Bi, Bi Mo ......" A man stretched out a trembling hand, pointed to the sky, and stammered: "Ghost, the ghost door has been opened." ”

"Nonsense, it's not time yet...... Bi Mo didn't believe it, but he was stunned when he saw what the man pointed out.

I saw that above the canyon in the distance, there were twenty or thirty dark blue ghost fires floating, floating up and down, circling left and right......

"Ghost, hungry ghost......" Bi Mo couldn't help but say in a lost voice, although it was the first time he had seen such a scene, but it was difficult to have any other answer to this situation.

Hearing Bi Mo's affirmative answer, the people of the tribe couldn't hold back at all, some sat on the ground with their butts, some dropped their sacrifices and ran, and some knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging the hungry ghosts not to come.

Bi Mo was also frightened, but he was a professional after all, so he had to be calm. He endured his fear, looked at the ghosts floating in the air, and finally made a discovery: "Don't panic, those hungry ghosts can't get by, they are obviously blocked by something." ”

The panicked clansmen looked at them again when they heard this, only to see that as Bi Mo said, those ghosts were only hovering in a fixed area, and did not fly towards them.

"Bi, Bimo, what's going on?" Only then did he settle down, and stammered and asked:

"What's holding those ghosts back?"

"It should be that the ghost gate will not be opened, they can only let the wind at the door......" Bi Mo guessed: "After all, tomorrow is the right day." ”

"I see." The clansmen breathed a sigh of relief, at least it was okay tonight.

"Don't talk nonsense there, hungry ghosts used to be invisible, but this time it's so clear!" Listening to Bi Mo's stern tone, he said: "So tomorrow night, the hungry ghost will definitely be unprecedentedly fierce, if you don't want to die, hurry back and continue with me 'Shallow Dede'!" ”

"Oops." The people hurriedly picked up the sacrifices that were thrown on the ground, retrieved the white dog ram that had run away, returned to Bi Mo's side, and continued to work hard 'Shallow Dede'.

After the ceremony, the ghost fire in the sky in the distance also disappeared. Everyone was relieved and relieved, and their hearts were clouded with greater fear, because tomorrow is the right day to open the ghost door......

(End of chapter)