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Chapter 1189 A Slip of Blank Paper

Lao Yu was originally wearing a leather jacket and a blue jacket underneath.

But now there is an extra piece of blue cloth on the leather jacket, and it fits perfectly with the surrounding area, just like the blue cotton cloth growing directly from the leather jacket.

"Hey, Lao Yu, you, why is a corner missing from your jacket? The cotton is all exposed..."

Someone said: "Why do I feel that the piece of fabric on the shoulder is the one with the less hem?"

People were amazed.

On the other hand, Lao Yu showed doubts on his face, he always felt that something happened in his heavy dream last night, he was in a daze, and he couldn't think about it.

People talked and laughed for a while and then went about their business.

People were talking in low voices as they packed their things.

"Oh, I don't know why, I always feel sore and backache when I sleep these two days, as if I ran all night."

"Me too. Oh, look, why are my clothes torn? I was fine last night..."

"I'm going to ask the shopkeeper for a few days off this time when I go back. The pain in my leg is getting worse..."

"..."

He boiled hot water and ate dry food with the hot water.

You can eat better at night, but you must hurry up in the morning.

Zhuo Yunxi heard the guys' comments, she didn't have anything to do with herself, but she still said that she would pay her salary after returning home and let everyone have a good rest for a while.

After making the arrangements, he walked up to Su Xin and prepared to say goodbye, "Thank you very much this time, if it works, I will count as your share of the benefits in the future."

It turned out that she still remembered what Su Xin casually mentioned last night, the way to deal with persimmons.

"That's just what I said casually, so don't worry about it. Then cherish the journey and say goodbye."

Su Xin didn't say a word about what happened last night, since she decided not to let ordinary people get involved, she should do it thoroughly.

The magnetic field attached to those people has disappeared, and it will never reappear in the future.

Unless someone brings that thing again.

Thinking of this, Su Xin suddenly thought of Qi Fu.

So, Qi Fu came from Fengzhi County, and his son was also recruited, why... he was not recruited?

What's the connection between this?
Thinking of this, just as Zhuo Yunxi's convoy was preparing to move, Su Xin suddenly stopped her: "Sister Zhuo, wait a minute..."

Zhuo Yunxi was already riding on the horse, and when he heard Su Xin shouting, he quickly stopped his horse and asked, "What else can Su Suke do?"

Su Xin: "I would like to ask you when you were in Fengzhi County, besides buying some souvenirs, did you buy anything else? Something special?"

Zhuo Yunxi thought about it seriously before replying: "Well, besides the red fruit, there are also some special spices, all of which are on the two carts behind..."

Spices?
At this moment, a middle-aged man next to Zhuo Yunxi, who was similar to Mr. Accountant, responded: "Shopkeeper, Shanzi bought some shadow figures and said he wanted to bring something back for the child. Does that count?"

Those who follow the merchants can also bring some things by themselves, as long as they don't affect the caravan.

However, according to the rules of the merchant, in general, if you buy anything, you must inform the shopkeeper.

In this way, the shopkeeper will be able to know what is in his mind. For example, if the goods are heavy, they can also separate vehicles to load them.

But Shanzi bought a few shadow figures, they were all small things, not heavy and didn't take up space, so he didn't tell Zhuo Yunxi.

But there is communication between the guys, and the shopkeeper doesn't know about it, but as an accountant, he is more meticulous, and he needs to know everything in the team like the back of his hand.

Su Xin's heart moved, and she said, "Can I have a look at that shadow figure?"

The accountant looked at the shopkeeper, then got off his horse and came to the side of a dark man behind.

That middle-aged man, when someone came to him, he was still a little dazed.

Su Xin looked, and saw that the man looked quite strong at first, but his cheeks were sunken and sallow, his eye sockets were sunken, and there were black circles, which showed that he had suffered a serious loss of essence.

Shan Zi tried his best to open his eyes, saw that it was Mr. Accountant, and quickly apologized, "Second Mr., what's the matter? I probably haven't slept well in the past two days, so, so..."

The accountant didn't blame him, but said: "Last time I heard they said you bought some shadow figures, didn't you?"

Shanzi was a little nervous, "Mr. Er, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"That's not what I meant. It's not that you don't know the boss's temperament. He has never treated you because of these things. I just want to see the shadow figure you bought."

Shan Zi oh-oh, then pulled out a package from the cart next to him, opened it, took out a thick cloth bag from inside, opened it and removed it, and there was indeed a stack of paper figurines inside.

Each shadow figure is more than one foot long, similar to shadow puppets, but different.

The shadow puppets are all made of leather, and they are all flat, and the joints can be rotated, and then controlled by lifting lines.

But this shadow figure is made of special paper with a small air hole in the middle. When air is blown into it, the paper will bulge up and become like a real person, only shrunk many times.

The most exquisite thing is that these little paper figurines are all wearing clothes, and the eyebrows and eyes on their faces are also painted vividly.

Generally, such little people are made in the image of legendary characters.

The accountant put the things in front of Su Xin, and Su Xin carefully examined them one by one.

These little people are very festive. According to her understanding of Dapu Kingdom in the past two years, they are all mythical figures, and there is nothing wrong with them except that their workmanship is more exquisite than ordinary ones.

When she was checking, Shanzi next to him was also puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, and felt inexplicably uneasy.

At this moment, when Su Xin picked up a small figure, a piece of white paper fell from the middle, which seemed to be a scrap cut from somewhere.

Su Xin looked with her left eye, and saw a layer of faint white mist floating on the white paper, which could not be distinguished from the white paper if she was not careful.

She twisted the white paper, and there was a bone-piercing chill in her hands, and immediately, countless ghostly crying and wolf howling thoughts rushed towards her sea of ​​consciousness.

Tsk tsk, what a powerful resentment!

This white paper is not simple.

These grievances want to occupy her sea of ​​consciousness and interfere with her spirit and will, but there is no soul in the sea of ​​consciousness, only the sacred tree, and the green light fluctuates, cleaning up all the invading grievances.

Su Xin took the blank paper aside, this should be the "medium" Linger mentioned...

Shan Zi was watching from the side, his head was in a daze, he touched his head with his hands, and said in doubt: "Hey, when did you put this in? I remember checking it..."

Seeing Su Xin's solemn expression, Mr. Accountant thought that the strange things that happened in the caravan during this period could not be separated from the "blank paper", so he quickly stopped Shan Zi's muttering with his eyes.

(End of this chapter)