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Chapter 12: The Old Paper Horse(1/2)

I didn't feel anything, but Zhou Cong followed me very close to me and looked around me from time to time. The sound of frogs could make him shiver.

Halfway through, a stream appeared in front of us, splitting the village in half. There was a stone arch bridge above it, and the big willow tree at the head of the village could be vaguely seen.

The big willow tree was really big and stood abruptly at the end of the road. At first glance, I thought it was a person's big head with disheveled hair.

Zhou Cong swallowed and said, "Brother Nan, this big willow tree is too scary."

"Don't scare yourself. There's nothing scary about the big willow tree, and it won't eat you." I said.

I teased: "Show me your ability to bully me in class. All roads lead to Lao Ma's house. Go there boldly with your steps."

"..." Zhou Cong had a look of resentment on his face.

"Where did you two come from?"

suddenly!

A gentle voice sounded from the bridge.

Zhou Cong and I jumped up almost at the same time!

"ghost!"

"I'll paint it!"

We both took several steps back and looked at the bridge in horror!

In the middle of the night, there was suddenly a voice on the apparently deserted bridge. Even if it was Taishang Laojun who came, he would probably be so frightened that he would fall off the back of the cow.

I saw a figure standing on the small bridge at some point.

That figure came so unexpectedly, I could have sworn that there was absolutely no one on this bridge the whole time I walked!

Let alone the bridge, there is no one wandering on the road in the entire village!

"Nan, Nannan... Brother Nan, ghost... ghost, ghost, ghost..."

Zhou Cong completely stuttered, his teeth chattered, and he grabbed my arm, shaking like a child suffering from epilepsy.

I swallowed and spit!

Take a closer look!

No, that guy has a shadow!

Ghosts have no shadows, so the other party cannot be a ghost.

I gave Zhou Cong a slap in the face: "Look carefully, if someone has a shadow, how could it be a ghost?"

I quickly said to the man: "I'm sorry, something happened at home, so I wanted to go to Lao Ma's house to ask for a paper figurine. You are from this village, right?"

"Oh, please make paper figurines. It's a bad luck for you to come here. Old Ma will be going to the funeral soon, so I won't be able to make paper figurines for you."

ah?

I was startled!

A funeral? Doesn’t that mean death?

"Lao Ma is dead?"

"Well, I'm about to die. I still have half an hour to go. I'm already wearing my shroud and lying in the coffin."

"..."

I looked at that figure in astonishment, what were these words?

There is no direct funeral after death. What's more, the meaning behind those words is that Lao Ma is clearly still alive.

How can any living person put themselves in a coffin?

suddenly!

I frowned: "Have you calculated that I will die today?"

"Well, it's settled."

I held Zhou Cong's hand: "Hurry! It's too late!"

We both ran towards the village head quickly.

But suddenly, the figure stopped in the middle of the road: "If I don't make a paper man today, it's useless for you to go."

"No, today he has to... let me apply it no matter what!"

My pupils shrank!

The hair on my whole body suddenly stood up!

Zhou Cong sat down on the ground, his limbs flailing, and retreated hastily!

I saw that the guy blocking the road had no face!

When I got closer, I realized that the clothes on her body were a little strange. They didn't have the soft folds of the fabric and were very stiff!

"Ghost, ghost!" Zhou Cong screamed, turned around, and immediately lost his footing and fell into the stream.

I turned around and was about to run, but the next moment, I stopped!

I mustered up the courage and looked at that 'person'!

Then, I bowed and said: "Master Ma, human life is of paramount importance. The ancients said that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Even if you are going to play cards with the Lord of Hell today, this person will still be saved! With great merit, you

In the next life, the old man may become a second-generation rich man, do you think this is true?"

I have already seen it, it is a paper man!

"hehe."

The paper man laughed.

"But if you are already lying in a coffin, how can you practice meritorious deeds? You are too late."

"It's not too late, you're not dead yet."

"Boy, you are brave, but you can't say anything nonsense. Get out of here."

My heart moved: "Yan Ling asked me to come."

"Who?" The voice was surprised.

"Yan Ling."

"It's actually her..."

The paper man was silent for a moment.

I heard the sound of rushing water behind me, and Zhou Cong had already crawled out and stood behind me cautiously.

Too many things happened today, and Zhou Cong may have gotten used to it and stopped yelling.

"That's all. Since she asked you to come here, you can come with me."

The paper man turned around and walked toward the village head stiffly, but very quickly, as if he was assisted by a god.

Soon, we arrived in front of the big willow tree!

The big willow tree is as thick as three people surrounding it. The willow branches are hanging down like thousands of love threads. Looking at it from a close distance, it looks more like a human head.

Zhou Cong and I couldn't help but look up from our subordinates.

As a result, the next moment, everyone trembled, quickly looked away, and followed the paper man to a yard.

On the big willow tree, there are actually figures hanging one after another. I don’t know if they are real or fake figures. They are floating in the wind, shadowy and shadowy. It’s so scary...

The door opened.

I saw many figures standing in the yard!

There are boys and girls, soldiers and guards, tall horses, flags and paper coffins!

I didn't expect that this old man actually built himself a paper coffin.

At this time, the paper coffin suddenly opened, and a man sat up: "If you come here a little later, I will leave. You are really making things difficult for me by coming at this time."

The man climbed out of the paper coffin. He was wearing a shroud and was dressed very brightly. Even in the dark, he looked a bit scary.

"Let's go, go into the house, hurry up."

Zhou Cong and I followed Lao Ma into the house.

As soon as the light was turned on, there were some straws and paper tools of various colors in the room.

Only then did I see Lao Ma's face clearly. His eyes were extremely small, like two mung beans stuck to both sides of his nose. It's not accurate to say he was vulgar, but he always gave people an unserious feeling.

"Why are you asking for help?" Lao Ma asked.

"One of my classmates was caught up in the shadow of hell." I said concisely.

"It's tricky..." Lao Ma frowned, "It seems we need to hurry up, you two come here to help."

Zhou Cong and I looked at each other with big eyes, but there was still a scene between us?

"Senior, how can I help?" I walked over.
To be continued...
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