Lord Buddha, Madam is in trouble again

Chapter 5 The Little Paper Man

After sending away the soul of the original owner, Fu Lu turned on the TV and learned modern knowledge through the content inside. Although she has the memory of the original owner, the original owner is blind and was imprisoned in a villa in disguise, knowing nothing about the outside world , can only be understood by herself.

It took her one night to see her, and Aunt Zhu, who was in charge of taking care of her, came to her room on time at eight o'clock in the morning. Seeing her sitting on the sofa watching TV, she curled her lips in disdain and muttered, "I can't see anything, and the TV is still on." Look, it's a waste of electricity."

"My eyes can't see, but my soul can see." Fu Lu said suddenly.

This is true, the original owner's eyes were injured by the evil spirit, and it will be impossible to get better in a while, so she sees things with the eyes of the soul.

Aunt Zhu didn't expect that the other party could still hear her speaking in such a low voice. She smiled coyly and quickly changed the subject: "Miss, I made you a bowl of bird's nest porridge to nourish your body. You should drink it while it's hot."

"Bird's nest porridge?" Fu Lu sneered: "Using white fungus as bird's nest stewed bird's nest porridge?"

The original owner was really pitiful, because she couldn't see, everyone teamed up to lie to her. Fortunately, the servants were not mad enough to feed her with rotten things.

When Aunt Zhu heard this, she almost spilled the tremella porridge on the ground.

This dead blind man disappeared for a night, and suddenly realized that what she stewed was white fungus and not bird's nest. Could it be that he had eaten real bird's nest when he disappeared?

"Miss, how could I do such a thing, you taste it and see if it is your favorite bird's nest porridge." She put the bowl in Fu Lu's hand.

Fu Lu happened to be hungry, so he didn't continue to expose her.

Aunt Zhu watched her drink the porridge, and said with a smile: "You see, I didn't lie to you, this is the bird's nest porridge that Miss likes to drink most."

Fu Lu hooked his lips ironically: "Go and find some blank paper, scissors and pens."

"Why do you want blank paper, scissors and a pen?"

Fu Lu said softly: "You don't need to know."

Aunt Zhu: "..."

I always feel that Fu Lu, who has been missing for one night, has changed a lot. He is no longer as well-behaved as before, answering whatever he asks.

Seeing that Aunt Zhu didn't move, Fu Lu said coldly, "Why don't you go soon?"

Aunt Zhu met her empty and lifeless eyes, and felt a sense of fear for no reason, as if she was being watched by an evil spirit, and she felt like she wanted to escape from here. She hurriedly stood up: "I'm going now."

Fu Lu continued to drink porridge, and when she finished, Aunt Zhu also came back.

Aunt Zhu didn't dare to stay longer, left the blank paper, scissors and pen, took the bowl and left again.

Fu Lu skillfully picked up the scissors and cut out the appearance of five villains on the white paper, and then wrote a series of runes on the little white paper figurines, then made handprints and chanted mantras to the little white paper figurines, and then poured The little figure on the table suddenly stood up and walked around on the table, or flew to pose in front of her.

"Shut up."

Fu Lu raised his finger and pushed away the little paper figurine in front of him: "I have something for you to do now."

The five little paper figurines tilted their heads, motioning for her to explain the task.

"Go and help me steal Fu Lu's ID card." Fu Lu watched TV all night, knowing that there is no ID card in this world, and many things cannot be done, but the ID card is not with the original owner, and can only rely on her go find it.

The five little paper figurines patted their chests at the same time, as if promising to complete the task.

"Go and come back quickly, I have a second thing to do later."

The five little paper figurines flew towards the door and got out through the gap in the door.

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