This time, it was not a ghost, but a living person.

Living next door with a saber.

"Hone, have you slept?"

Ma Dao gently brought it to the door, asked in a low voice, and walked towards the bed with his hands and feet in his arms.

"It's almost time to go to bed, you're in trouble." Yun Ji said to him.

"Owner, I'm afraid. It seems that someone is walking around outside the door. I'll come here to make a floor." Ma Dao said as he spread the quilt on the floor beside the bed, intending to spend the whole night.

"The horse bandits are still afraid. You have killed more people than you have eaten."

"I'm not afraid of people, I'm afraid of ghosts. The inn is gloomy and always feels cunning. What's this? Broken skin?" Ma Dao touched the broken skin, and saw that he almost vomited when he saw it. He retching and said, "Human skin? The puppet servant has come? Where is the puppet?"

"Puppet, it will be there soon, is there any paper?"

"There is paper! I'm taking it with me. How much does it take to use the toilet? "

"No, keep it yourself."

Looking for pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the cabinet next to the wooden table, Yun Ji took only one piece of rice paper and placed it on the table.

Ma Dao looked curiously and saw Yun Ji start to orcher paper. He paused every time he folded. One folding point had to be pressed back and forth dozens of times, which was laborious and cumbersome.

The origami movement is extremely troublesome, but the foldable thing is very simple. After a while, a piece of paper was finally folded out, with a flat body and a triangular head, revealing a sense of funnyness.

"Is this?" Ma Dao was suspicious.

"Puppet." Yun Ji waved the paper man's hands and feet with his hands to make him move, and said like coaxing a child.

"It's great, it's a good puppet." Ma Dao complimented with laughter and cry. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yun Ji let go, and the paper man stood on the table!

The saber widened his eyes, and the paper man stretched out his hands and feet in front of him, as if he was moving his body. At the beginning, his movements were a little stiff, and he quickly became flexible, and then he jumped to the ground.

"What a puppet! Paper man puppet?" Ma Dao shouted in surprise.

"Paper man puppet is more convenient to use for exploration." Yun Ji's five fingers moved, and the paper man on the ground jumped and turned around.

"A puppet controlled by true qi? The boss is an expert in mechanical puppets!" Ma Dao finally saw the clue and said enviously: "The true qi of Qi practitioners is indeed magical. It can not only turn into sword wind and sword energy, but also control puppets!"

"The expert is not a question. The paper man puppet can only walk around in the inn, and it will be invalid at any distance."

The puppet technique was taught by Uncle Qi, and Yunji is not very commonly used.

Whether catching shrimps in the sea or shepherding monsters on the shore, the paper man puppet with limited movement distance and no offensive and defensive ability is actually useless. For Yunji, the biggest function of the paper man puppet is toys used to play in childhood.

Paper man puppet has one advantage, it can convey the scenery and sounds it is close to.

There are many types of puppet techniques, both high and low. Ordinary puppets are mostly used for combat or substitutes. They are a kind of dead object, without five senses and six senses, let alone mentality.

However, the puppet technique taught by Uncle Qi is very profound. It can use the true energy of the performer to give the paper man puppets hearing and even vision.

Of course, paper man is dead. Everything the puppet listens and sees is guided by the caster's true energy and is ultimately transmitted to the caster.

To put it bluntly, the owner of the puppet uses the puppet to watch and listen. It is simple, and it is not too difficult to make paper puppets that can be seen and heard. What is really difficult is the method of controlling the puppet.

Only a true master who is proficient in puppet technology can use puppets to explore the surroundings with their superb perception.

Yun Ji didn't explain the wonderful uses of the paper man puppet in detail. Ma Dao became more and more curious when he heard it and asked: "It's good to walk in the inn. Could it be that there is still something that can move further?"

"Yes, the wooden man puppet, not only can you go far, but you can also fight."

"Can the boss make a wooden puppet? There are ready-made tables and chairs, so I'll help!"

"It can be done, but it is difficult to control. The wooden man puppet needs to use spiritual power, and it is difficult to control the true energy."

"It's such a pity... By the way, how did you practice your ability to catch fire sand with bare hands?"

Yun Ji glanced at Ma Dao and said, "Want to know?"

Ma Dao kept nodding.

"secret."

After Yun Ji said that, Ma Dao sneered awkwardly.

Sitting cross-legged on the couch, Yun Ji moved his five fingers slightly to control the paper puppet toward the door.

When he arrived at the door, the paper man turned sideways and walked out of the crack of the door. When Ma Dao saw the paper man going out, he immediately shut up and waited aside.

After closing his eyes, Yun Ji has the vision and hearing of a paper man.

The corridor outside the door was shrouded in blue light, and there was a treacherous feeling in the quietness.

The blue light comes from the blue pearls embedded in the roof, emitting a faint blue luster.

The paper man looked up and looked at it.

That is blue water droplets. Only the blue water shells produced from Jingshui River have a very small chance of being nurtured. They will be illuminated at night and emit a faint blue light, which is priceless.

As soon as he left the door, the paper man stood still.

A figure was walking towards the corridor on the right, with silent feet underneath, a white-clothed gangster. When he got closer, the gangster walked straight over without even looking at the paper man.

Anyway, they are all dead objects, and a piece of paper cannot attract the attention of the ghost.

After the accomplice left, the three-inch-high paper puppet leaned against the corner of the wall, swayed forward, and followed the accomplice.

The inn is very large, with dozens of rooms in front, front, back and back, most of which are all open. More than a dozen people live in one room. The private room with a single door is expensive, and only those with wealth can afford it.

The white-clothed gangster was a tea delivery person. I don’t know who was so elegant in the middle of the night. Soon, I walked to the end of the corridor, knocked on the door, walked into a guest room, and quickly retreated.

The tea tray was empty, and the ghost was floating on the same road with expressionless face.

The paper man puppet, who had let the affair come to the door of the room where the tea was delivered, tilted his body and squeezed in through the crack of the door.

The room was dark and smelled unpleasant.

Tao Hu, the foundation-building teacher who was staying in the hotel, sat alone at the wooden table, drinking tea greedily.

The tea in the teacup is a strange blood-red color, like blood.

Taohu's little eyes narrowed into a slit, took a sip, savored for a long time, as if enjoying the delicious food.

The paper man puppet was stuck at the door motionless.

"It's delicious, really delicious... Only the blood tea at Linglong Inn has the most positive taste and the most powerful..."

"This time I have to drink enough before leaving, otherwise I will not be able to survive for a long time and I have to go to find the blood source..."

"It's easy to kill people, but it's hard to make blood. Good blood, good tea..."

There is blood in the tea.

Only evil practitioners can refine essence and blood to strengthen their realm, using blood as tea.

Tao Hu, who has a goatee, has ulterior motives and secrets. His cultivation comes from the method of blood refining. He looks like a human, but in fact he has become a devil.

In the corner of the door, the paper man puppet silently stared at the evil cultivator who was tasting tea.

Taohu greedily drank blood tea and absorbed the pure power in the blood tea, but he himself didn't know that the aura on his body was dissipating and wandering along the wooden boards on the four walls of the house.

In the room in the distance, Yun Ji's mouth suddenly rose.

What the paper man puppet sees is actually another strange picture.

In Yunji's view, Taohu, who was absorbing blood tea nutrients, was being absorbed by the whole room as nutrients. His breath became less and less, and his black forehead became darker, just as his vitality gradually faded.

Tea drinkers are treated as tea without knowing it, and they are still drinking greedy.

The paper man puppet silently exited the crack in the door, reached the stairs, and jumped down one by one.

There were snoring loudly in the empty inn, fucking teeth, and breathing that became shorter and shorter until it stopped.

The strange paper man walked in the strange inn, step by step, relaxed and comfortable, and finally found the destination of the trip.
Chapter completed!