Chapter 2 Paper Figure

When we returned to Taiyuan, it was already around four o'clock in the morning the next day. The streets were deserted and deserted. I don't know when a heavy fog started. The water vapor filled the air and visibility was extremely low.

I slept all the way, and when I got out of the car, a layer of cold water vapor immediately stuck to my skin, and my head felt a little more awake. I waved my hand at Xing Wei and turned around to leave. However, when I walked to the front of the store, I suddenly remembered

It's quite important. If someone's tomb is troubled by evil, it's easy for future generations to get bad luck when they go to worship. After returning home, it's best to pat your body with grapefruit leaves dipped in water before entering the door, or step on the charcoal brazier.

Immediately prepare to remind Xing Wei.

However, when I turned back, I saw a strange scene.

Xing Wei's car was still parked on the side of the road, and the open window had not been closed. Looking through the window, I saw him curled up in the driver's seat, his head hanging down and not knowing what he was doing. Under the dim light from the dashboard,

His face was strangely twitching, and his skin was piled together like fat, full of wrinkles, as if he was smiling, and his teeth were as white as a millimeter...

This look actually made me feel inexplicably terrifying, and I couldn't help but ask: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Xing Wei coughed lightly, straightened up a little, and said, "It's nothing, it's just that things were too weird today and I was a little distracted..."

After saying that, he closed the car window, pushed down the accelerator, and left as if he was running away.

I just thought he was frightened by a series of things that happened today, and didn’t think much about it. After turning around and going back to the house, I immediately rummaged through the Xuankong Feng Shui book in the store. My intuition told me that the seven-unit building

The evil in the tomb is most likely related to the murderous burial pavilion in the polar region.

Unfortunately, after searching for most of the day, I still couldn't find any trace of the book. I was so exhausted that I was sweating profusely. I sat on the chair and breathed heavily. I looked at the time and thought about waiting.

I'll call my dad again at dawn and ask.

My heart is not at peace. What happened today is the first time I have personally experienced it. After all, I have mostly heard about it before. In my opinion, if you believe what ghosts and gods say, you may believe it or not. In my industry, I tend to have more magic attributes.

, now that my three views have been subverted, I have to start to seriously examine the various methods and statements left by my ancestors again.

I was thinking wildly and fell asleep without realizing it.

I had a very restless sleep. I felt a chill on my face, like worms squirming. It was very weird, even disgusting. I wanted to wake up countless times, but my eyelids

It was heavy, as if I was trapped in a cage, and I couldn't escape. Finally, I vaguely heard a low chuckle.

"Hey hey hey..."

The laughter was cold and cold, and it was hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman. It had an unspeakable treacherous flavor.

My whole body was hairy. Maybe my fear gave me the strength to tear through the restraints. The moment I suddenly opened my eyes, a pale face came into my eyes, like a Japanese geisha in the old days, with a thick coat of paint on her face.

It is short in stature, no different from a six- or seven-year-old child, but it has a head bigger than that of an adult. It has a huge face like a plate and is dressed in weird clothes. It is riding on me, almost face to face with me.

Smiling in the dark.

Fear was like a deep sea, swallowing me up and covering me. In panic, I yelled, grabbed a ruler from the table, and slapped it on this big face.

Click!

The ruler passed directly through the thing's face, smashing the glass of the bookcase opposite.

The thing just disappeared silently, as if it had never existed.

"What the hell is that? A ghost?"

I swallowed hard, my whole body trembling, and fear followed me like a shadow, and it still didn't go away.

Boom, boom, boom!

At this time, there were dull footsteps again on the stairs behind him.

I was so frightened that I thought it was the thing coming again, and I was almost frightened and ran away. However, when I saw clearly who was coming upstairs, I breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a quite beautiful woman, extremely tall, with a height of at least 175cm, which is not much different from me. The large pajamas can't hide her slim figure. The sketch is still beautiful and refined. She looks a little tired. She must have just been knocked down.

Awakened by the movement below.

Her name is Zhang Xinya, a tenant. This small building my father left me has two floors. The first floor is the front and I use it for business. There are two rooms on the second floor. I use one and the other.

So I rented it to her. They were both young people. We got along well with each other on weekdays, but we didn't have a close friendship. After all, we were not from the same world. I only knew that she seemed to be a white-collar worker with a good income. She was a few years older than me and lived in

This dilapidated urban village is all because it is relatively close to where I work, and I don’t know much about it.

Anyway, this should be a living person. For me at this moment, as long as it is a living person, I can feel more at ease. I breathed a sigh of relief. I was about to speak when I saw Zhang Xinya, who was originally sleepy, suddenly became energetic.

His expression was as if he had seen a ghost. He rubbed his eyes fiercely and glanced at me again...

"Ghost!"

A sharp and shrill scream soared up, almost breaking through the sky. It was so hoarse that it made my eardrums buzz, and it actually felt like pain!

Zhang Xinya screamed, turned around and rushed upstairs.

"here we go again?"

When she called me like that, I felt like my whole body was shaking and I turned around hastily, but there was nothing behind me, and there was no trace of that thing.

"Run away!!"

I got anxious, cursed and hurriedly chased after Zhang Xinya. Although I didn't know how to conquer demons, I had a wealth of theoretical knowledge.

Generally speaking, those things that harm people only attack single ones, because people have yang energy in their bodies, and that kind of thing is most afraid of yang energy. When there are many people, the yang energy gathers together, which is the most basic self-protection.

Way!

Unexpectedly, as soon as I caught up with him, Zhang Xinya immediately turned around and rushed down the stairs angrily. Her pretty face that could have been broken by a bullet was now extremely ferocious, with eyebrows standing straight up, like a hungry tiger pouncing on food.

He came quickly and whipped out a bunch of white stuff and threw it at my face.

I was stunned by her posture, and instinctively turned my head to avoid it. The thing hit the wall behind me with a bang. When I saw clearly what it was, my face turned green.

Already.

"Your head was caught in the door? A big girl takes out a sanitary napkin and slaps people in the face when they meet her? You..."

Before I could finish speaking, the woman spat wildly on my face, and the saliva was mixed with blood foam.

This time I had no choice but to hide. I was sprayed all over my face. An unspeakable burning pain came from my face. I covered my face and squatted on the ground howling miserably. The feeling was nothing like being spat on. It was worse than being sprayed.

No matter how much sulfuric acid was used, the pain became more and more severe, and I couldn't help but scream. In the end, my whole body twitched and rolled on the ground, as if this could relieve the pain.

Until now, how could I not know that the ghost Zhang Xinya was talking about was myself?

Whether it's the aunt's scarf or the blood spurting from her tongue, these are powerful weapons to destroy evil spirits and a way to deal with ghosts!

The old people said that a woman's body is cold during menstruation because the yang energy is released, so the menstrual blood contains very heavy yang energy, which just restrains ghosts and gods. The used aunt's towel is also called the red dragon, and it is called red dragon in some places.

Red dragon is really a must-have for walking at night.

Also, when she spit on my face, she must have bitten the tip of her tongue. The blood and yang energy on the tip of the tongue is also strong, which has the effect of breaking evil spirits.

"If you continue to follow me and you feel better, do you really think I don't know how to handle it?"

Zhang Xinya uttered a harsh word and hurried away. This time, she rushed out the door.

Or ten minutes?

Or one hour?

I don't know how long the pain lasted. It seemed like a century had passed. When the pain gradually subsided, my whole body could no longer lift any strength and almost collapsed on the ground.

My attention finally turned to myself. Although I don’t know how Zhang Xinya knew these weird methods, these methods of dealing with dead people were effective on me, making me inexplicably panic...

I saw my hands, which were a pair of white hands that were almost oozing...

Wow…

The wind broke in through the open door of the store, and when it blew over my hands, a layer of white skin rolled up and trembled.

"Paper?!"

I was stunned, looking at the paper-tied hands exposed at the cuffs. After a moment of trance, I jumped up from the ground and rushed to the mirror next to my desk like a gust of wind.

What was reflected in the mirror was an extremely weird face. The skin was horribly pale, as if it had been painted with a layer of white powder. The eyebrows and eyes looked like they were drawn with an ink pen. Two blushes were drawn on both sides of the cheeks with an ink pen, and the corners of the mouth were raised.

He stood up, seemed to be smiling, and looked ridiculously stiff...

Looking at this honor in the mirror, I was so frightened that my legs became weak and I sat down on the ground.

"paper man……"

I muttered to myself, how could I not see that what I saw in the mirror was clearly the kind of paper figure used when burying people?

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Chapter completed!