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Chapter 138 Mysterious Paper Man

After some time of rest, everyone has recovered more or less. Even Tao Bo and Xiao Chengqian, who were unconscious before, also woke up. However, in order to avoid any accidents, we are destined to spend the night on the rocks tonight.

Patel was too cunning, and he was afraid that because he still had some power, he might cause something else to happen in the night.

The bright moon slowly rose from the horizon to the sky. When it completely stopped at a certain high point in the sky and the cold moonlight shone lightly, the sound of breathing and slight snoring could be heard on the rocks. In the blink of an eye, the night was already deep.

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I did not sleep, but cut bamboos one by one in front of the dancing fire. These were some materials that Uncle Johnny brought from the Penglai. The purpose was to make a paper man as a mountain vein.

Heir, it is my duty to complete this work.

The knife kept waving, and the bamboo in my hand quickly turned into strips. In this quiet night, the "swishing" sound caused by the collision between the knife and the bamboo did not destroy the tranquility.

, instead it seemed that the night was getting more and more quiet and distant.

The silence is so long that after many years, I suddenly feel as if the person peeling bamboo in front of me is not me, as if the place I am is not a lonely rock on this deep pool, but the warm courtyard of my hometown that year

, Master next to the oil lamp under the moonlight, and I, who was young, was squatting aside curiously, watching the bamboo pieces of paper flying in Master's hands with great interest.

Such past events make me feel a little dazed. They seem to have happened for a long time, so long ago that when I recall them, they are stained with a layer of haze of memory, just like old photos. They also seem to have just happened yesterday, so close that I can’t even remember them.

I remember every expression of Master Shi so clearly.

'Hiss', in such a daze, the knife I was cutting bamboo in my hand cut my finger. The pain from my fingertips made me take a breath, and then I recovered from the memory of the past.

God comes.

"Is it okay?" Uncle Johnny beside me couldn't help but ask, and quickly took the wine. He originally wanted to take a sip, and then spray it on my fingers to disinfect me, but he hesitated for a moment.

, and handed me the wine anyway.

I smiled. This old man can be quite cute when he is stubborn sometimes. Then I took a sip of wine and sprayed it on my bleeding finger. I also took another sip to let the heat brought by the wine dissipate a little of the late night feeling.

cold.

"If you don't rest like this, can you hold on tomorrow?" Uncle Johnny couldn't help but ask me.

"No problem." At this time, I have almost enough strips. I am packing them one by one. The most difficult task is to draw runes on them. As long as there is a slight mistake, the tied paper figures will be gone.

Won't work!

I didn't ask why a paper man had to be stuck, because Uncle Johnny refused to explain the reason from beginning to end, just like he never explained why he didn't use the last resort he said when today was the most dangerous time.

The strongest blow.

He just woke me up suddenly when everyone was asleep, pointed at a pile of materials, and asked me to make paper figures. He said it was for preparation for tomorrow, and gave me another drawing with some requirements for paper figures.

The image of the paper man, as well as the runes that need to be drawn on the 'bones' of the paper man.

These runes are usually drawn based on the fate, otherwise they will have no effect. Although I am not a fortune teller, I can generally know the fate of the drawn paper person when I see this kind of runes. But these

The runes are so complicated and do not conform to the common sense of arranging runes according to destiny. I can't see the destiny contained in them at all. I just feel that at a glance, these runes are not the ones we Taoists learn, but seem to be more different.

It's more advanced, just like the formation laid out by the master.

But I don't have any doubts, because underneath the drawing there is still the word "Li" written in flying colors!

Everything is going on silently, and there can be no interruptions during the process of drawing the runes. Even if I am just following the drawings, because the runes are unfamiliar, I must concentrate on them.

It took more than an hour to complete all the work. During this more than an hour, Uncle Johnny and I did not have any conversation.

After completing the runes, I took a long breath, picked up the wine next to me, took a big sip, lit up a cigarette, and took two long puffs, and then my fatigue was slightly relieved. Uncle Johnny originally asked

I rested for a while before continuing to finish the paper figurine, but the most critical work was already done, so I thought I might as well finish it in one go.

The image on the drawing is not much different from the paper figures we usually wear. It’s just that the proportions of the body and the shape of the face are much more perfect than most people in the world. This is not to say that they are handsome.

It is a harmonious and perfect feeling, which makes people feel that people should look like that, and they are the most upright people. It is just an image on paper. Just one look at it makes people feel comfortable. Some

The feeling of being unable to take my eyes away.

"It feels amazing, Li said. What the world thinks is a superior place is just this image." Uncle Johnny said next to me, then paused and added in a low voice: "Look

It looks very nice, I suspect that the people living on Kunlun look like this."

I didn't say anything, but I just had some guesses about what Master had arranged. Thinking of this, I looked at Uncle Johnny and said, "Why didn't you take this out until now?"

The firelight illuminated Uncle Johnny's face. He was silent for a while before saying: "If we are wiped out during the day, there is no point in bringing this out, right? Some things are taken for granted, like what I should

When I took out this drawing, of course, I felt a bit bitter and reluctant, although this does not mean that the bitterness and reluctance made me shrink back."

"What do you mean?" I had already started to tie up the paper figurine. Although I was not listening to Uncle Johnny's words with all my attention, I thought for a while and was sure that I still didn't understand.

Facing my question, Uncle Johnny smiled slightly, looking very at ease, and then said: "Chengyi, you don't have to understand everything, just ask why."

Then, there was another moment of silence. Paper making is a skill that Master and I have learned since childhood, so it is not too slow to make. Soon the rough prototype of the paper man came out. Uncle Johnny was very interested in seeing it. By this time

I couldn't help but sigh: "Taoists always

It looks very magical, and I feel like I know some art. Paper figures, paper horses, etc. When your master opened the altar and used paper figures and horses to borrow the Yin soldiers and Yin horses, I thought it was very magical! The main reason is that I can't believe a Taoist priest.

To be able to make something so lifelike.”

Do you understand art? My face became weird. I thought of the formation jade left by my master, with all the incomprehensible messy things carved on it. There were even hot pots. I was afraid that others wouldn't know.

moment

The last sentence "This is hot pot" made me feel that art has nothing to do with us at all. Just like the master can outline the charm of the paper man in three or two strokes, I can probably do it too, but let us break away from the paper man itself.

Draw something, it’s absolutely

However, Master also has a 'masterpiece', which is the portrait of Master. It took almost all of his paper drawing skills and the unforgettable memory of Master to create that painting. As for me, I just paint.

Paper figures.

In order to divert this embarrassing question, I simply asked Uncle Johnny: "You said tomorrow is the most dangerous moment, do you mean when the coffin is opened?" This is nonsense, any zombie is most dangerous when the coffin is opened?

It's dangerous. Even if you open the coffin in the sun, the zombies will immediately rise up as soon as they are infected with the anger, but I can't think of any other problems.

"It is said to be dangerous, but in fact it should only be for a moment. As long as that moment passes, there will be no danger, as long as you restrain Patel. You said that the most dangerous time is when opening the coffin, that is wrong! You know,

Not all zombies are afraid of the sun, at least Patel is not afraid! The danger is the moment the seal is broken and the remnant soul of your ancestor is collected." Uncle Johnny said in a low voice, this was the third time he repeated this.

It’s a sentence, but every time I say it, it feels heavy.

He couldn't tell me what to do, because the master didn't explain to him what to do when the seal was broken. He just said that the person who will completely solve this matter in the future will basically be his descendant.

She has the same fate as him. If she were his descendant and didn't know how to deal with zombies, she would be acting arrogantly as his descendant.

However, Uncle Johnny still handed me a bag of things. When I opened it, it was a bag of blood-colored glutinous rice. I was very surprised why the glutinous rice was blood-colored. When I smelled it, there was indeed a strong smell of blood. Uncle Johnny only had a faint smell.

He explained to me: "This glutinous rice is carefully preserved by me. What do they say? It is soaked by me with my own blood once every month. Do you understand?"

"Why your blood?" This is what I don't understand.

"Or, my blood is better! Don't you believe me?" Uncle Johnny didn't want to explain too much, he just looked at me seriously.

I stopped my hand, put away the glutinous rice, and said, "Then I won't ask."

Uncle Johnny smiled and patted me on the shoulder, but didn't say anything.

Quietness returned to the rock, with only the firelight dancing non-stop, and the two busy and silent figures beside the firelight, as if they were relying on each other at this moment, and there was a faint warmth between the elders and the younger ones.
Chapter completed!
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