Paper horse incense shop

Chapter 155 Becoming an Ally
  This is really ugly to say, but I don’t even have the ability to refute it.

The method of making a paper man for death is an extremely important skill in the entire paper-tying secret method.

A surrogate paper figure made by a capable paper maker will certainly not be like me, who will hang himself immediately after fooling around for a few times, or else he will be betrayed in one second.

The genuine paper scapegoat can not only block disasters and fatal blows for the original owner in times of crisis, but even in ordinary times, the paper maker can control the scapegoat to walk around the world.

My second uncle also wrote in his notes that there was once a very "steady" ancestor in the papermaker's profession. He said he was steady, but in fact he was afraid of death.

To what extent are you afraid of death?

That is, in my own Zima Xiang shop, I have never gone out more than once in my life.

So what if someone comes to invite you or make daily purchases?
  Of course, it is to use the "paper man" operation!
  Paper figures can not only receive people and food, buy groceries and clean, but they can also light fires. Even if they light fires, they can still cook.

In short, all the social activities of the ancestors were handed over to the scapegoat that was more similar to the external incarnation.

Until he was approaching old age, he accepted a disciple. The disciple was listening to his lecture one day. As he was listening, the teacher suddenly collapsed!
  The disciple was startled and hurriedly went to help him. After holding up the ashes in his hand, he discovered -

The teacher who taught me was always a scapegoat!

The real teacher always stays in his room and acts like a standard otaku!
  And this scapegoat can only block misfortune, but cannot replace the fate of the person who died, so he suddenly fell down!
  The disciple searched all over the place and finally found the teacher. It was regarded as a formal meeting between the master and the disciple.

The disciple felt sad that his teacher passed away safely, but also felt a little helpless and funny.

It happened that the master had no social life, let alone a child, so this disciple took the lead, inherited the master's surname, buried his mentor with paper ashes, and observed mourning for three years before passing on the technique.

This ancestor made many improvements to the paper scapegoat. It can be said that most orthodox paper makers in later generations, as long as they learn the paper scapegoat, they will definitely call this predecessor an old ancestor.

Of course, as I said, he is an ‘orthodox’ paper maker.

But for a newbie like me, who has only learned the secret technique of paper-tying for less than a month, and my master has gone somewhere, this is too strict!
  I can only go by what the secret law says——

Prick a paper man, put on the clothes of a living person, let the paper man be imbued with the breath of a living person, activate the magic formula, make the paper man think it is "me", and then perform the process of death.

Is it wrong?
  It felt right that the paper man had really died for me after all.

But if it is true that the paper figures of the ancestors can replace a normal person's life, but I can only activate it for a few seconds, it is obviously wrong.

But the terrible thing is how to correct these messy places.
  This really touches on my knowledge blind spots.

Maybe I pondered for too long, and Uncle Du became a little impatient and started to walk out.

Only then did I notice the problem with his feet, which were obviously stiff. When walking on both feet, the knee joints did not bend. They were almost straight up and down.

I have good ears, and when he took a few steps, I could even hear the slight sound of metal rubbing against clothing.

Without thinking, I knelt down directly:

"Uncle Du, it's really a misunderstanding. I haven't forgotten my second uncle's teachings and what I should learn as a papermaker. It's just that my second uncle was chased by his enemies before, so he left in a hurry, and I didn't learn anything. , This makes you laugh."

"I don't know what grudges you have with Tzu Ching Nv, but the reason why I said I could inherit the Tzu Ching Nv's throne was because I wanted to show off my power. Recently, many people are staring at me in the spotlight. I previously said I used this trick to delay a murder attempt once, so I tried it again this time."

"Actually, I came to Changzhou this time not because I have any friendship with the Tzu Ching girls, but because I came here specifically to kill the Tzu Ching girls."

When I opened my mouth, I could already feel Uncle Du's footsteps slowing down, but I still finished my words very quickly, especially with the accent on the last few words.

Uncle Du just stopped at the door with his back to me. I thought for a while and told all the grievances between me, An Ran, Bai Beiwang, and the Tzu Ching girl, and finally added:
  "Uncle Du, if you are so angry about me defecting to the Tzu Ching Girl, bringing me here, and then teaching me a lesson, I guess you also have a grudge against the Tzu Ching Girl."

"We are not as good as."

Uncle Du pondered for a long time, and finally turned around and let out a long sigh:

"Not as good as what?"

"I admit that when I tormented you earlier, I thought you would switch to the Tzu Ching Girl, but could the Tzu Ching Girl be a sandbag waiting to be beaten?"

"She was seriously injured by Qin Sanshou decades ago. Now she only has half of her peak abilities. I am determined to avenge Lao Qin. I have tried several times, but I am no match. You are just a girl. How can you kill her?" ?”

"You can't even take a few moves under my hand."

"Together, the two of us are at best a semi-cripple, a yellow-haired girl, which is not enough to chop melons and vegetables."

Listening to the words, it turned out that Uncle Du also knew Qin Sanshou and had even avenged him.

Come to think of it, Second Uncle, Uncle Qin, and Uncle Du must have met in Changzhou before, but they didn't write it down.
  I was not shocked by the other party's words. Just as I was deep in thought, I saw Uncle Du waving the flashlight with one hand and pulling up his trousers with the other.

The trousers were not flesh and blood at all, but prosthetic limbs that looked bone-chilling.

The atmosphere fell silent. After a long time, Uncle Du once again let out a long breath. He didn't agree or refuse, he just said:

"Let's discuss the matter of killing the Tzu Ching girl later."

Indeed, if you want to kill a monster like Tzu Ching Nu, you must not rush.

The enemy of my enemy is a friend, not to mention that Uncle Du is also an old friend of the second uncle. Although we can't reach an agreement on killing the Tzu Ching girl for the time being, I am very happy to have an ally.

I nodded and followed Uncle Du out of the morgue. Suddenly I thought of something and asked:
  "Uncle Du, didn't I just get hit by a kind of poisonous insect?"

"The response Gu is the one that steals my voice, so what is the other Gu that makes me fall into a deep sleep and keep dreaming?"

Uncle Du walked slowly and led me into the darkness:
  "You want to ask about those dreams?"

"That's the dream-catching Gu. Dreaming is normal. If you don't dream, it's not called the dream-catching Gu."

"That's not a strange thing. I'm just angry because you, a yellow-haired girl, keep talking about Tzu Ching girls."

"This Gu is a distant relative of the 'Soul Capturing Gu', but it is not as powerful and its effect is very simple -

Capture the regrets and obsessions hidden deep in the dreamer's memory, which can only be detected when revisiting the dream. "

　Who doesn’t want to be a nerd? ? I want, too! ! !
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)