also has to lose the memories of Yu Chen's two lives, coupled with the pressure of the identity of the criminal, over time, his heart is different from ordinary people.

Otherwise, when I saw this hungry ghost and the people in the middle of the night, I am afraid that I would have been scared to pee my pants and it would be difficult to move!

But even so, he was still stunned for a long time, looking at the smoky words on the scroll, stunned.

Immediately after, endless memories flooded into my mind again.

In a trance, a marquee-like picture appeared in front of Yu Chen's eyes.

A year ago, a drought broke out, and the people of Weishui were hungry.

In this disaster, the parents of a poor family starved to death, leaving only young children, begging to survive.

Decades have passed, and the child has grown up, but because of the disaster of that year, his limbs are rickety, and his mind is confused, and he can only beg under the dry bridge.

One day, Miss Qianjin traveled to Weishui, saw this tragic situation, couldn't bear it, bought a cinnamon cod in Chunfeng Restaurant, and handed it over to the beggar.

The beggar was ecstatic and kept kowtowing, until the young lady was absent and the ground was stained with blood, and then he stopped, opened the food box, and ate the cod as if devouring it.

Even the backbone that could not be eaten was licked for a day and a night, until there was no taste at all, and then he stopped.

At this point, the beggar will never forget this taste again.

The only wish is to scrape together money and taste the cod again before he dies.

And so on, another three years have passed.

The beggar begged harder than ever for money, and was finally about to save enough, but because of a heavy snowstorm, he froze to death under the dry bridge.

This is the end of the marquee painting.

Yu Chen also came back to his senses from that sad life.

The emotion of not being able to ask for it was deeply felt by him.

He looked at the shadow of the creeping hungry ghost next to the yellow spring in the picture scroll, and there was no fear in his heart, only ...... Sigh.

"Well, whether it's for the benefit of this book, or for your insatiable obsession, I'll go down the mountain tomorrow and buy you a cod."

After that, he closed the scroll, stuffed it under the pillow, and fell asleep.

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Early the next morning.

Yu Chen woke up from his sleep.

Yesterday's experience is still in my eyes, like a dream.

He touched his hand under the pillow, and when the scroll was not there, he closed his eyes again, but he saw that in the inner scene, the scroll was up and down.

The smoky gray letters on it are so real.

Not a dream.

Yu Chen took a deep breath, got up and cooked a bowl of white porridge, and after drinking it, he went down the mountain with the money he had saved over the years.

Since he became the tomb keeper of this Qingfeng Mausoleum, the government will issue some silver money every month, and Yu Chen will tie some paper figures on weekdays and sell them to the people who worship their ancestors, and he can also save some copper plates.

But even if you have money, you are still frugal, so that on the road to exile half a year later, some people can honor the officials, so as not to become a wisp of grievances on the road to exile.

He has been a man in two lives, and he has listened to all kinds of boasting from those people in the county, and he still understands these things about the world.

After going down the mountain, the goose feathers and snow are still heavy, and as far as the eye can see, it is plain white.

Or because of the bad weather, even if it is three poles in the day, there is no one in the county.

Yu Chen wrapped his old coat tightly and went straight to the Chunfeng Building.

Chunfeng Restaurant, no one in Weishui County, no one knows, is the largest and most luxurious restaurant in the county.

Whether it is a dignitary or a wealthy businessman, every important day, a table must be set up in this spring breeze building.

Crossing the threshold and stepping into the Spring Breeze Building, the organic spirit junior immediately came forward.

Seeing that it was Yu Chen, Xiao Er was immediately stunned.

He recognized Yu Chen.

There are two tombs in Weishui, the breeze and the moon mausoleum, the breeze is gnawed by the dogs, and the bright moon shines on the nobles.

As this slang goes, the Qingfeng Mausoleum is buried with poor people, as the same people at the bottom, but anyone who has worshiped the ancestors in the Qingfeng Mausoleum in recent years will have a little impression of the young grave keeper in front of him.

Not to mention, when he saw this young man for the first time, Xiao Er had a feeling in his heart.

It was also a snowy day, and everything was silent.

Xiao Er and Yu Chen's relationship.

At that moment, Xiao Er only felt that this young man was more dead and silent than the silent mausoleum, the bones in the soil, and the cold and frozen ground.

That's the color without any expectation.

At that time, he remembered Yu Chen.

"Guest, what do you want to eat?" After all, he is the waiter of Chunfeng Building, and his professionalism is good, Xiao Er quickly came back to his senses and asked with a smile.

"A box of cinnamon cod, take it away." Yu Chen took out a string of copper coins and handed them over to the small second-hand.

But despite the calm on his face, his heart was also painful.

The cinnamon cod in Chunfeng Building is not a hard dish, but since it is in Chunfeng Building, it is by no means cheap, and the price will take Yu Chen two months to save.

Xiao Er was also slightly stunned, he inquired about the identity of this grave watcher, and thought to himself that this was a good meal before "leaving"?

But despite what he thought, Xiao Er was still enthusiastic, took the money, and ordered the kitchen to go down.

Not long after, a purple wood food box of cinnamon cod was picked up by Xiao Er, handed it to Yu Chen, nodded and bowed, "The guest officer walks slowly, come back when you have time." ”

Yu Chen took it, went out, and under the gaze of a few sparse people, he quickly ran up to the Qingfeng Mausoleum.

When he returned to the earthen hut and closed the doors and windows, he took out the Sutra and opened the food box.

Suddenly, a strong fragrance spread throughout the house, the fragrance of fish mixed with the stimulation of spices, and the aftertaste of green onions made Yu Chen swallow his saliva.

- He has grown so old that he has never tasted the taste of cod, and if it weren't for the memory of the beggar, he wouldn't even know that Chunfeng Lou sells cod.

But the scent didn't last long.

He opened it on his own, and a golden light came out, sucking the food box into it.

Suddenly, the picture changed.

I saw the creeping ghost, gulping down the cinnamon cod in the food box, with a satisfied face.

After a while, the last bones of a fish were devoured, and he even licked the food box many times before he reluctantly put it down.

Even through the scroll, Yu Chen could feel the satisfaction,

Immediately after, the ghost figure stood up, bowed deeply in the direction outside the scroll, and stepped into the rolling Yellow River.

As his feet stepped into the river, a small boat appeared out of thin air, and a thin figure with his back to Yu Chen rowed the boat, carrying a satisfied ghost into the fog.

No more to be seen.

Yu Chen looked at all this in a daze, as if he felt the satisfied emotion of the ghost, and he also felt a little satisfied.

But the ghost's life is over, and Yu Chen's has just begun.

At the moment when the ghost shadow sailed away by boat, the people suddenly burst into golden light!

The smoky gray word changed.

[Nine products of all wishes, nine products of all souls, the treasure book "Paper Man Paper Horse Technique"]

Before Yu Chen could react, he saw a mottled black book fly out of the world of the scroll and land in the palm of his hand.

Yu Chen subconsciously turned it over, and in an instant, there was another whirlwind!

Listening to a burst of ethereal sound echoing in his ears, he seemed to have come to an unknown place in a daze, with bamboo, yellow paper, pen and ink in his hands, and all kinds of things - men, women and children, birds and beasts, insects, fish, flowers and plants...... Countless things are woven into his hands.

In this process, Yu Chen seems to be unhungry and tireless, and so on, the years change.

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed like countless years had passed.

Yu Chen woke up.

In my mind, there was a wave of enlightenment.

This so-called paper man and paper horse is a kind of thaumaturgy, which can use the spirit to manipulate the objects that are pierced, whether they are human or spirits. Even if you have something called "Qi" applied to it, you can really have the power of the thing you pierce!

For example, if you tie a tiger and add it to your body, you can really evolve the fierceness of the big insect!

It's a pity that Yu Chen doesn't have the so-called mana now, and the things that come out are just vain and illusory.

But according to what I have seen, even if it is in vain, it is still lifelike!

Without further ado, Yu Chen immediately gave it a try.

- In addition to looking at the graves, he usually tied some paper figurines and sold them to the worshippers, so there was naturally no shortage of materials in the house.

Take a stack of yellow paper, a bundle of bamboo strips, a pen and paper, and start tying them up.

After a while, a one-foot-high, pale and handsome paper figure took shape in his hands. Yu Chen comprehended, blew on the paper figure, and suddenly the ghost light was great, and a figure exactly like him appeared in front of him!

From the hair to the clothes, except for the closed eyes, they are exactly the same, and they can't tell the real from the fake!

Seeing this scene, even Yu Chen, who has an extremely quiet temperament, can't help but be amazed!

- What a thaumaturgy!

Immediately afterwards, he pierced all kinds of things, insects, fish, birds and beasts, and so on.

Until it gets dark, the house is already a strange scene!

In the originally empty room, men, women and children, tall, short, fat and thin, beautiful, ugly and handsome, all there, one by one figures stood with their heads down, eerie and weird!

And Yu Chen also felt tired!

He realized that this paper man's technique should be charming, and it would consume his spirit, even if he used the spirit of his two lives, he couldn't hold it for a whole day.

So his thoughts moved, and in an instant, those figures turned into paper figures and fell to the ground.

Yu Chen also paced to bed and fell asleep.

Just before closing his eyes, a thought popped into his head.

If you master the art of this paper figure, then when you are exiled, can you tie a paper figure that is exactly the same as yourself, and you will be confused?

But this thought is a lifetime, and another idea is born from the backbone formed by the memory of the "previous life".

- If you have the so-called "Qi" in that treasure book, you can exert countless supernatural powers on this paper figure, and have the supernatural powers recorded in that book, who will exile whom?