The art of paper cutting did not have a high status in later generations, and it was even reduced to a shabby method used by some funeral gift shops to make paper figures "popular".

But few people know that the root cause of the decline of paper cutting is the age of Dharma End and the scarcity of spiritual paper.

"I don't know which prodigal son actually used an entire book of spiritual paper to make a book, just to use it as a medium for an evil ritual. It's really hopeless...

"Is the spiritual material in this world rich enough to be squandered like this?"

Zuo Dao looked at the "evil book" with the big mouth on the cover, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

"Thanks to the dissipation of my cultivation that I just traveled through, otherwise if I had defeated it with my previous strength, I might not be able to sleep today...

"Tsk, it feels so bad to think about all the hard work I had to do for the whole piece of spiritual paper." Zuo Dao looked at the books on the table and complained slightly.

Previously, he thought that this book was just a book blessed by evil forces, but when he was sorting it out, he discovered something was wrong. This book was actually made entirely of spiritual paper.

After discovering this, he had new ideas for his follow-up plan.

In a moment of thought, Zuo Dao rummaged around in the house and placed all the tools he would need on the tea table.

He first removed the completely useless charred parts of the book, and then put the remaining slightly charred and relatively complete pages aside and carefully sorted them out, with information about spiritual paper and paper-cutting flowing in his mind.

Spiritual paper, the trees that need it grow in places with spiritual energy or blessed places.

In the yang year, yin month, yang day, and yin hour, it survives another lightning strike, and it takes another sixty years to cut down the core of the tree at the right time. The conditions are so stringent that it takes a lot of effort to search for it.

Manpower and material resources, so most of the time it all depends on fate.

But its effect is also extraordinary. Without the blessing of any good or evil power, even ordinary people can make wishes or curses by neatly trimming the writing and then burning it.

Ability.

In ancient times, it was also searched by the royal family all the year round. It was used as a form of expression to pray for good weather and to increase the help of the underworld when attacking disloyal ministers.

As for the paper-cutting wizards who were supposed to shine, due to the huge demand for spiritual paper in any era, paper-cutting practitioners can only gradually compromise, constantly retreating and choosing other methods.

Paper, but as a result, its natural power gradually decreases.

As a result, other people in later generations, and even the disciples themselves, thought it was just a minor skill, and the former style became a legend.

While recalling and lamenting the failure of this trick, Zuo Dao also wondered whether the production process of spiritual paper in this world was the same. He was very curious in his heart.

His hands did not stop when he was reminiscing. After finishing the arrangement, he took out three of the spiritual papers that were generally intact and placed them on the table.

“When hidden, there is no trace; when revealed, there is no trace——”

Zuo Dao took out three pieces of spiritual paper and recited something softly, with a look of anticipation and eagerness. This was the "industry" evaluation of the paper-cutting technique when it was once glorious.

"I hope you won't disappoint me. My fortune and life now depend on you."

Zuo Dao was joking with pleasure. He was cutting one of the spiritual papers with scissors. His expression was focused at the moment. Every time he cut, you could see his lips squirming slightly. As he cut and cut, the spiritual paper was made.

The paper gradually changes into a human-like outline.

After a while, a piece of paper lay quietly in his hand.

At this time, Zuo Dao first put the paper figures aside, picked up another spiritual paper and continued cutting. In a moment, the three paper figures were completed.

After the cutting is completed, Zuo Dao collects all the leftovers of the spiritual paper, holds it with his left hand, and pinches it with his right hand.

"Spirit Burning Curse: It ignites the soul, and the mind is like fire... and the order is like divine dust, it works!"

After finishing the curse, the scraps of paper in his hand instantly ignited into a ball of light blue fire. What was eye-catching was that the flame was burning in Zuo Dao's hand, but it did not cause any harm. It only made him feel slightly warm in his hand. The light blue flame did not burn for long, about

Within a few breaths, the flames dissipated on their own, leaving only crystalline black particles.

Zuo Dao looked at the thing in his hand and nodded slightly, with a smile, as if he had confirmed some ideas:

"Although it is currently impossible to confirm whether the gods of the earth also exist in this world, what is certain is that the spells that once existed in that world can be used here, which means that the invisible rules of this world are the same as those there.

"Not only is there sufficient spiritual energy in the spiritual paper, but you don't need to spend much effort when using incantations. It means that the "mystery" here is very active. Otherwise, it would be like the earth that has long had few miracles, whether it is good law, evil law or trickery.

They are extremely difficult to use and their effectiveness is greatly reduced.

"The good news is that the Spiritual Burning Curse can be used, and other methods will also work. This can increase the power of the Paper Cutting Technique. After all, if all are made using ordinary fire and ordinary methods, even the Spiritual Paper Making Technique will be much less powerful.

.

"The bad news is that if "mystery" is very active in this world, it will inevitably make my life in this world much less safe."

As he said to himself, Zuo Dao picked up a paper figure on the table and rubbed it repeatedly on the black crystal held in one hand. He muttered something in his mouth until both sides were attached to the black paper figure, and placed it on the table in front of him.

On the left hand side, perform the same steps for the other two paper figures.

After a while, three black paper figures were placed side by side on the table. Zuo Dao looked at the remaining black crystals in his hand and put them to good use. He waved his hand upwards.

"The gods and dust make the world, and ominous things stay away."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black crystal light floating in the air flashed and immediately turned invisible.

In an instant, Zuo Dao felt relaxed all over, and there was a kind of absolute peace that was isolated from the world, which made people feel like falling asleep.

Seeing that this was working, Zuo Dao did not make any follow-up production. He focused on feeling the peace, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Usually, the formation of the barrier is just to prevent accidents, in case the work is undone by encountering unclean wandering spirits when doing certain processes. However, once the Shenchen barrier is formed, there is such a strong sensory change, which is enough to show that it is still possible.

There is some kind of malice in thinking about me, haha... I didn't expect that my situation was confirmed by a strange combination of circumstances, which is good."

After thinking about it, Zuo Dao then put his hands together and made an extremely twisting and complicated move.

"Apparition."

After saying that, I saw the black paper people on the table flashing with luster, then starting to tremble, and then they stood up in unison. Because the paper bodies were very light, they looked shaky and shapeless.

Seeing this, Zuo Dao didn't waste any more time. Now he needed to finish it quickly.

He first took off his clothes, exposing his shirtless upper body, then picked up a needle for mending clothes from the table and sterilized it, and then pricked the protruding bone on the left side of his shoulder with the needle.

Let the blood ooze out, then touch the shoulder again, and finally stick the needle between your eyebrows from the left.

"True blood substitute, Wei Ling returns to hiding..."

Zuo Dao chanted softly, and the blood that had started to flow naturally suddenly gathered into three small round blood beads, and then floated up and slowly approached the three small black paper figures. At this time, the small black paper figures also seemed to feel

When called, the swaying body remained motionless.

When the three blood beads came into contact with the paper man's head, they suddenly spread out and snaked around the paper man's body like a bacterial strain. Then Zuo Dao saw the paper man's head faintly showing its outline.

"The three bodies are restored to one, the life is restored to the true nature, the blood is transformed into the body, and the paper magic is transformed into spirit——"

After finishing speaking, I saw three small black paper figures approaching each other and gradually becoming one. The outline of the paper figure's face changed from slightly blurry to a clear face that was exactly the same as Zuodao, but it was like looking into the water.

A reflection-like feeling.

At the same time, Zuo Dao felt a vague connection with some existence in his mind. He looked at the paper man, and the paper man happened to look at Zuo Dao at this time.

One person and three pieces of paper, looking at each other.

The skill is accomplished.

He sketched a smile, and the blurred face of the paper man smiled with him.

"Is this the paper-cutting technique used by ancient papermakers through spiritual paper? It is indeed interesting. It seems that there is another me observing the world, and there is no sense of conflict or rejection. It is like being born one, and

There is no risk of backlash..."

Papermaker is a respectful title given by former users of the paper cutting technique to the sorcerers who used spiritual paper to perform techniques.

It seems simple, but in fact this standard is not arbitrary. After all, the sorcerers who were able to make spiritual paper at that time had extraordinary status and abilities.

Even if there is a lucky person who can not only obtain spiritual paper by accident, but also master how to make special paper figures using spiritual paper, he is the chosen one.

While sighing, Zuo Dao's mind moved, and the little paper man turned his back to him, then floated up and stuck to his chest. The moment it came into contact with Zuo Dao's skin, a small sizzling sound was heard, imprinting on him like a brand.

The slightly severe pain in his chest also made him sweat a little.

At this time, a strange scene appeared. The paper figure was completely imprinted on Zuo Dao's chest and then gradually disappeared, while Zuo Dao's chest seemed to be unscathed.

At this time, Zuo Dao seems to have opened up a new realm in his mind. He can sense the world through paper figures. In the real world, his perspective is that he has no cultivation, and his originally majestic soul power has become an ordinary person due to time travel.

state, whatever you see is what you see.

But after the paper man merged into his body, another picture of the world appeared. Zuo Dao could see that the divine dust barrier he had cast before was turning into a light blue spirit shield attached to every corner of the house, like a firm

The defenders defend themselves.

He can also feel that the little paper man in his body is emitting a faint spiritual light on his chest, in a state between reality and reality, and that the little paper man has countless spiritual threads snaking out and attached to every part of his body.

Let Zuo Dao feel a weak energy that is not so long gone.

This is spiritual power, or the feeling of cultivation.

"To use a popular phrase from a certain football club, this feeling is really tearful...

"I have no cultivation, so I don't have 'spiritual vision' to observe ominous things. I don't know how I endured these few hours. Fortunately, the paper man made of spiritual paper, no, or should I call it a paper spirit, gave me a

With my shallow spiritual power and possessing 'spiritual vision' and 'spiritual smell', I won't even know that evil spirits are riding on my face.

"Not only that, I thought that the 'paper spirit' recorded in ancient books was also a consumable item like other items made by paper-cutting techniques, but now it seems that it is recyclable, and even has room for development and many miracles. However,

I haven't practiced yet, so I can't feed it back. Excessive use of the paper spirit's spiritual essence will make it useless. It would be a pity to reach this point.

"In this way, the paper-cutting inheritance I received back then, the details of the spiritual paper-making technique of the ancestor in the book are probably limited to self-inference. It is too difficult for practitioners in that world..."

Zuo Dao briefly analyzed the abilities of the spiritual paper and complained about some past events, then stopped making ink and began to clean up the scene. After a while, there was only a pile of spiritual papers left on the table that he had dismantled.

"Spirit paper cannot be given, and it will be of various uses to me in the future. If I report the case next, I can only use the completely useless part to make fun of me, but in the future, people from the General Affairs Bureau will probably use it against me.

It’s not easy to hide in a house.”

Just as Zuo Dao was thinking about it, Xi Ping's cell phone lit up. It was an unknown call.

Zuo Dao looked at the caller ID. He quickly tried to recall the memory of the previous owner in his mind, but found that there was no memory that could be linked. He thought for a while and chose to answer the call.

"Classmate Zuo Dao?" A female voice that sounded slightly familiar to Zuo Dao came from the other end of the phone.

"It's me, are you?"

"I'm from the General Affairs Bureau, we met today." A soft female voice said on the other side of the phone.

Hearing this, Zuo Dao remembered the other party's "home visit" a few hours ago, and couldn't help but wonder if it was a coincidence... He was just trying to find them, but he just hadn't figured out how to deal with the remaining spiritual papers...

Judging from the voice, it was probably the woman wearing a black uniform and trench coat.

"I remember, you said." Zuo Dao decided to listen to what the other party said first.

"You're at home now?"

Zuo Dao looked around: "Yes."

"Then did you hear us knocking on the door and the doorbell?" Over there, the woman asked calmly.

Zuo Dao raised his eyebrows, looked at the door not far away, scratched his ear hole with one hand and listened carefully for a few breaths, and then said:

"No, I'm in the living room now, not far from the door."

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone.

Vaguely, Zuo Dao seemed to hear the woman chatting quickly with someone. After a few breaths, the other end spoke again:

"Classmate Zuodao, please don't leave your room from now on until we arrive at your home and show your law enforcement ID from the General Affairs Bureau. Please be sure to pay attention to whoever comes. If you don't show your ID, then anyone who lets you out will

do not leave."

The woman's voice was very serious.

The woman's words made Zuo Dao feel vigilant. Without waiting for a reply, he heard a sudden 'bang' sound from the other side of the phone, and the communication ended.

beep--

"What kind of magical unfolding is this? This world is too unstable..."

Zuo Dao looked at the hung up communication and smacked his mouth.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

——Ding Dong

The unhurried doorbell made Zuo Dao squint his eyes, remembering the hastily ended call before, but he didn't reply. He walked carefully to the door without making a sound, silently peeking through the peephole.

Outside the door, from the perspective of Zuo Dao, two expressionless people wearing general affairs bureau uniforms were seen standing in front of the door.
Chapter completed!