The debt repayment life of the full-level metaphysics

Chapter 639

Xia Xin and Fu Er looked at each other, their faces tightened.

One is not believing in yourself.

One is not trusting the other.

Xia Xin had never made clothes before, so he didn't know where to start.

He said with a bit of a head: "Ancestor, I really can't... I haven't done it, otherwise, ancestor, would you show me something?"

Jiang Li clicked his tongue, "So stupid?"

Xia Xin smiled wryly: "Yes, yes, I am stupid. Old ancestor, please teach me, I will study hard, okay?"

Jiang Li frowned impatiently, but he still stood up from the recliner, drank his tea in one breath, and said, "I'm so annoying."

Angrily, she walked over and picked up the scissors that Xia Xin had prepared.

Seeing this scene, Xia Xin and Fu Er both heaved a sigh of relief.

"Xia Xin, take care, I will teach you once, and you have to do it yourself in the future." Jiang Li held the scissors and warned.

Xia Xin concentrated, "I understand! Don't worry, ancestor, I will study hard!"

Jiang Li stopped talking, pulled up the white paper, and the scissors in his hand seemed to come alive, where to start, where to turn, and what size to use.

She seemed to know that she didn't need the size recorded by Xia Xin at all.

Only then did Xia Xin discover that Jiang Li planned to let him do it himself, starting from recording the size.

If Xia Xin hadn't done it before and didn't know how to do it, he would be the one holding the scissors now.

But Xia Xin didn't dare to relax at the moment, he looked at it quite seriously, picked up the pen and paper beside him, and started to take notes.

Jiang Li made a quick move, and within ten minutes, a human frame appeared in front of Xia Xin.

Xia Xin couldn't help being taken aback, "Old Ancestor, isn't this a paper figurine?"

The 520 glue that Jiangli brought over from Amoi has glued the pieces of paper together, and it is indeed a paper figurine.

It's just that there is no bamboo strips as the skeleton, and it is a little soft.

Jiang Li heard the words, picked up the gray paper next to him, and started cutting again, "He is a ghost, he must first make a shell to accommodate himself before he can make clothes."

Suddenly, Xia Xin wrote down this sentence.

Fu Er also saw that Jiang Li had made paper figurines before.

If you think about it carefully, there are two days every year when you will be buried in your room making paper figurines.

Once you do it, there are many.

It is estimated that the craftsmanship of the ancestors was practiced in this way.

Under the watchful eyes of Xia Xin and Fu Er, Jiang Li quickly cut out some pieces of paper.

When put together with glue, it becomes a garment.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Li stuffed the paper figurine into his clothes, tidying up the corners.

Jiang Li looked at Fu Er, heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, go in and try."

Hearing this, Fu Er couldn't hide his excitement, nodded his head like pounding garlic, his body flashed, and with a whoosh, he got into the paper man.

In the next second, Xia Xin saw that the shriveled and limp paper figurine swelled up as if blowing air.

For a moment, it seemed to have a skeleton.

Just from the appearance, it is still a paper figurine, there is not much difference.

Xia Xin was a little confused.

Jiang Li stretched out his hand: "Pen, cinnabar."

Hearing this, Xia Xin was startled, quickly put down the tape measure, took out a pen and paper from the side drawer, and handed it to Jiang Li: "Old Ancestor, here it is."

Jiang Li took the paper and pen, dipped in cinnabar, unbuttoned his coat, and drew a spell on the paper figurine's heart and back of his head.

Before Xia Xin could see clearly what the spell was, he turned the pen away from the tip of the pen and landed on the face of the paper figurine, adding five sense organs on it.

Finally, click where the eyes are.

As soon as the pen tip was raised, the paper figurine changed.

There seemed to be a faint light shining over it.

As the light flashed by, the original paper figurine gradually turned into a real person.

(End of this chapter)