He always kept it in mind.

It's just that after millions of years, he hasn't seen any Night Emperor.

Until today!

Ye Xuan watched the middle-aged man leave and stood at the entrance of the village to look at it.

This village is not big, and it has not changed much from before. However, the people have changed for who knows how many generations.

As a papermaker, in addition to talent and hard work, you also need to be able to endure loneliness.

Many people spend their entire lives in the village.

Even a middle-aged man who has lived for millions of years has spent his time in this village.

This has led many people in the papermaker lineage to get tired of this kind of life and choose to become mortals.

For everyone's choice, the papermakers will never interfere too much.

So there are fewer and fewer people passing it on.

This village only has a few thousand people in total.

There are probably dozens of real papermakers.

Others may have some paper-tying skills, but they cannot be called paper-tying craftsmen.

Just like the yellow dog at the entrance of the village, it is a manifestation of the paper-tying technique.
Chapter completed!