The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 9 Silverfish
Lu Qian looked at Zuo Qiuling's confused face, knowing that she couldn't see the ghost, and said, "A female ghost broke in just now, and I killed it."

Zuo Qiuling looked at Lu Qian in surprise, and asked, "You know how to catch ghosts? Are you a warlock?"

"Warlock?"

Lu Qian's eyes lit up when he heard this unfamiliar term.

The girl in front of her did not look like an ordinary person.

Lu Qian told her about his ghost killing, of course it was not aimless.

In this seemingly sinister world, he has just awakened his paper-cutting skills, so he may not be afraid of the dark for the time being.

However, paper cutting can only deal with ghosts, not people.

As for Lu Qian himself, his physical fitness is no different from that of ordinary people, not even that of ordinary farmers, which makes him feel very disturbed.

Lu Qian had been thinking for a long time, where he could get some methods of body training, or learn a martial skill.

But in this remote place, he has never heard of any martial arts masters, let alone thinking about where to get martial arts.

And this woman in front of him may bring him unexpected gains.

Lu Qian decided to take her with him temporarily, and then play it by ear.

Telling her about his ability to kill ghosts is, on the one hand, laying the foundation for what he wants later, and on the other hand, it is also a kind of deterrence.

However, it's completely dark now, and it's not safe to stay out at night, so let's go home.

Thinking of this, Lu Qian said: "The rain is getting lighter, let's go quickly."

Zuo Qiuling naturally had no objection.

People born in this world have more or less heard the legends of demons and ghosts.

Even though Lu Qian has only been traveling for a month, he has already heard about it.

It seems that in this world, it is easy to be haunted at night.

After experiencing several things in succession today, Lu Qian had to believe in some legends he had heard occasionally.

The two extinguished the fire, went out, and walked forward quickly.

There were no accidents along the way. Not long after, the two of them vaguely saw a village under the hillside ahead.

At the entrance of the village, there is a big mulberry tree with a tall crown like a car cover. Under the crown, there is a small house.

Well, looking at this family, there is a kingly look.

This is Lu Qian's home in Zhaojiatun.

Lu Qian took Zuo Qiuling to open the door and entered the room, lit the oil lamp, and the two looked at each other, both heaving a sigh of relief.

Today, due to cloudy and rainy days, it was obviously getting dark earlier than usual, and I accidentally drove a night trip.

Lu Qian's home is not big. There is only an earthen kang in the hut, and some simple furniture.The rest are all paper-cut objects, piled up in a corner.

Zuo Qiuling looked around and asked curiously, "Are you... a craftsman?"

Lu Qian pouted, why did this sound so awkward?

He put down the cage and took out a small bag from it, which contained a few catties of rice.

Seeing this little bit of rice, Lu Qian couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Originally, he was alone, barely able to last three days.But now that there is one more person, that would be too much of a stretch.

Seeing Lu Qian holding the rice bag in a daze, Zuo Qiuling's stomach growled again, and she couldn't help but said, "Why are you standing there, hurry up and cook?"

Lu Qian glanced at her angrily, thinking that she would not treat herself as an outsider.

However, since he picked her up, he couldn't even deny her a meal.

Let's leave the troubles for later.

Lu Qian thought about it, picked up the rice bag and came to the pot, and started to cook.

Zuo Qiuling, on the other hand, looked around the room curiously, asking questions, as if she was curious about everything in his room, as if she had never seen anything before.

Lu Qian was in a daze for a moment: Which of us is the time traveler?
But it's no wonder that this Zuo Qiuling looked like she came from a wealthy family, and she didn't touch the spring water with her ten fingers.

It's normal to have never seen these farm things.

Zuo Qiuling wandered around and came over to watch Lu Qian cook. Seeing that he only poured a little rice, she couldn't help feeling a little anxious, and said:

"Pour it again, pour it again, pour it some more. Who can eat such a little?"

Lu Qian rolled his eyes and said, "Miss, this is my three-day ration. I ate all of it today. What will I eat tomorrow?"

Zuo Qiuling was taken aback, and said, "How can such a small amount of rice be eaten for three days, why don't you buy more?"

After saying a word, she glanced around, and finally looked at Lu Qian, as if she understood, she opened her mouth and said:

"Why are you so poor?"

This sentence directly touched Lu Qian's sad tears and almost shed tears.

Looking at time-traveling novels in the previous life, the protagonists all arrived in ancient times, relying on the knowledge that was thousands of years ahead, they immediately made a fortune, killed the Quartet, and took off from the same place.

Now it looks like it's all bullshit.

Born in this poor country, eating one bite of food every day has already taken up most of my energy, how can I have time for other things?

Besides, with such crude conditions, no matter how much knowledge you have, you can't tinker with anything without the most basic tools?

So what if we invent something and create something?

It was only when Lu Qian came to this world that he realized that the rural economy here is extremely closed. The villagers are basically self-sufficient and have no spare money at all. Who would buy something that is not practical?

Even for this traditional paper-cut painting, Lu Qian could only walk ten or twenty miles to the larger Wangjiaying to go to the market and sell it.Except for Chinese New Year, basically no one in the village would buy his things.

Looking at this family, one can understand that the original master can barely survive with this craft.

Lu Qian glanced at Zuo Qiuling and asked, "Don't you have any valuables left on you, gold and silver jewelry or something? We can sell them for some rice."

While speaking, Lu Qian looked her up and down carefully.

Zuo Qiuling's long hair drooped wetly, and there was no gold or silver jewelry on her head, ears or neck.

A pair of wrists were also clean, and it seemed that the jade bracelet was also smashed during the escape.

Zuo Qiuling glanced at him, and said, "I'm running for my life, okay, why did I bring those heavy things with me? I lost it long ago."

After finishing speaking, she touched her waist, and there was still a jade que (que), which looked very expensive.

However, for things like jade, I am afraid that at least you have to go to the county town before you can sell it.

A place like Wangjiaying...is enough for someone to buy it.

Seeing that Zuo Qiuling was wet all over, and a light gauze skirt was clinging to her body, and she could see everything with her eyes, it was obvious that she couldn't hide anything in her clothes.

Lu Qian sighed, and added a little more rice to the pot.

Zuo Qiuling noticed Lu Qian's gaze, and subconsciously folded her arms around her chest, her face flushed slightly.

Seeing Lu Qian turned her head away, she looked around and said, "Do you have curtains at home? I'll change my clothes."

Lu Qian washed the rice and poured it into the pot, then walked to his old wardrobe, found two pieces of his old clothes and threw them on the bed, then walked out of the house and closed the door.

After waiting for a while, I heard a shout from inside the room: "Come in."

Lu Qian pushed the door open and entered, and saw Zuo Qiuling standing by the side of the kang, wearing his old patched robe, the wide robe almost completely covered her thin body.

However, it can also be seen that this Zuo Qiuling is not very old, she is not short, and has developed well.

Her hair, too, had apparently been brushed, falling loose over her shoulders.

Zuo Qiuling waited for Lu Qian to come in, and walked out of the house consciously, asking him to change clothes too.

Wearing a wet suit is uncomfortable enough.

Lu Qian took off the wet clothes on his body, wiped his body, and put on an old robe again. With a glance, he saw the wet clothes that Zuo Qiuling had just taken off in the wooden basin in the corner of the room.

Women are more sensitive to their clothes, and she obviously didn't intend to hang them up.

Lu Qian ignored her and just put his wet clothes on a clothes rack.

At this time, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the wooden basin again, his heart suddenly moved.

Paper-cut whitebait...falling into the water for a living...

Then, he turned his gaze and fell to the bottom of the wall.

There was a wooden barrel there, and there was still most of the water in it.

Lu Qian took out the paper-cut whitebait that had just been cut at the Wangjiaying market, came to the wooden barrel, looked at the water in the barrel, and then looked at the paper fish in his hand.It's hard to believe that this thing can survive in water?

Give it a try, you have nothing to lose.

Lu Qian threw the paper-cut whitebait in his hand into the bucket.

The next moment, right under his nose——

The whitebait made of paper came alive as soon as it entered the water, and turned into a fat silver fish one foot long.

The whitebait swims vividly in the narrow wooden barrel, wagging its tail.

Lu Qian was dumbfounded, this paper-cutting technique is really a bit evil!

While he was in a daze, Zuo Qiuling's frightened scream suddenly came from outside the house.

　Fellow Daoists, don't take pity on me, just drop the recommended ticket and the monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)