Paper horse incense shop

Another madman.

Yang Jinhua had obviously promised her the rejuvenation dumplings that Mr. Gu had requested, so why did she need to substitute another place?
Can’t wait two months?

Mrs. Gu's body can no longer survive two months?

But I didn't see anything from her body. She was rosy and full of vitality.
Why is Mr. Gu so extreme?

Will this person attack Bai Xiaowan for the sake of rejuvenation dumplings?

I frowned slightly, hesitated a few times with my fingers, but still couldn't send the message.

In fact, even if you inform the other party at this point, it is already too late.

According to Chen Dachun, the process of removing the meat, mincing it, and making dumplings by Yang Jinhua only takes half an hour at most.

The dumplings will be delivered to Bai Xiaowan soon.

No matter why Mr. Gu wants to seize an opportunity, even if he has great hands and eyes, there is a high probability that he will not be able to complete the maneuver between Yang Jinhua and Bai Xiaowan and get the dumplings in such a short period of time.

Ignoring Mr. Gu's message, I turned off the screen, took the items in my tool bag, held a possessed paper man and attached it to the window sill outside the window.

As early as the first day I entered the villa, I had already discovered that there were a lot of surveillance in the public places downstairs. Although the paper figures were light, they were not invisible. Even if they were palm-sized paper figures, it was difficult to show them openly in high-definition. of high-tech equipment.

So I rarely play around with my techniques.

Later, because of Yang Jinhua’s monitoring of my mobile phone, many times, even if I sent continuous voice messages, I would transfer them to the bathroom and boil the water before sending them again.

Everything is done with great care.

Therefore, I am now going to use the paper man to possess the soul and go to the kitchen to find Chen Dachun. Looking at the steps, it is bound to be unrealistic.

But I can keep up with Chen Dachun's delivery of dumplings and see what's going on.
Curiosity kills the cat, I know.

But, without curiosity, there are no eyes.

Looking at the world blindfolded will kill the complacent cat. I know.

I stood at the window for more than forty minutes, and as I expected, Chen Dachun, who was walking in a hurry and looking panic-stricken, walked out from the corridor of the villa carrying a food box.

I closed my eyes for a moment, recited the incantation, and possessed my soul, all in one go.

The body fell on the chair I had prepared. I only looked back, then adjusted the height of the paper man, and with the right timing, it fell into the collar of the suit behind Chen Dachun.

I didn't reach all the way in, but slightly hooked the sign at the neckline of the back, and perfectly stuck the paper man's 'head' on the sign, creating a brand new and well-camouflaged sign.

Chen Dachun's footsteps were hurried and he didn't notice anything strange. Since the collar at the spine was higher than other collars, from this angle, I could still see a large part of the environment.

Everything was perfect, except for the faint smell of blood and sweat on Chen Dachun's body.

I actually had the experience of getting my neckline drilled twice. I don’t know why, but I instinctively made a comparison.

Last time, I drilled Gong Shuji’s collar.

His skin is delicate and fair, and the word "stinky man" does not hold true for him. He has a fragrance that can be felt by paper people.

Maybe, it's the woody scent.

Maybe it was the scent of the papermaker's paper that I got when I was collecting bones for my second uncle?

Who can say for sure?

That memory must be a year old.

And I didn't pay attention to these before.

My heart trembled, and I instinctively lowered my gaze, no longer thinking about these strange things. Chen Dachun got into the car and put the delicate food box in his hand into the passenger compartment.

His mental state was still extremely abnormally high.

I didn't see his face, but I heard his sudden laughter more than once during the fifteen-minute drive.

The angle of view of the paper man is just enough to see the rearview mirror. Every time Chen Dachun laughs strangely, I will take another look at him in the rearview mirror.

Every time, he would press the corners of his lips.

I don't see any traces.

Perhaps Chen Dachun had already licked that spot countless times before setting off.

Obviously, Yang Jinhua gave him some kind of reward. No, it might also be a punishment.

No one can tell for sure about perverted things.

This is true for both the perverted Yang Jinhua and the perverted Chen Dachun.

There is a high probability that Yang Jinhua will not lower his worth, but for Chen Dachun, who is obsessed with Yang Jinhua and has a secretly happy expression on his face every time he is beaten hard by me.
A slap from a goddess was already an advantage to him.

Tsk.

I was a little speechless, but I still waited patiently for the passage of time.

It’s not that I didn’t take any action during this period. All kinds of methods were within my ability and have been changed to a certain threshold that I can bear.

I used scraps of paper stand-in figures to re-create a set of small paper figures of various sizes to cope with various situations. I even added the direct sight of the paper and Mipo's attack methods.

The parchment paper can hold enough spiritual energy, and it no longer takes one to two hours for ordinary paper to return.

The palm-sized piece of paper can even be used continuously for seven or eight hours before the spiritual energy is exhausted and forced to return to one's own body.

I'm already working on it.

Although Tang Monk will definitely pass by my cave.

I dare not say that I have spent 100% of my efforts, but I have really tried my best to protect my cave.

Some progress does not require words, and there is no need to crush the little things one by one. You can happily tell others how much progress you have made.
For example, Yu Jiajia.

Before the dancer completely finishes, every movement he learned will come in handy.

As long as it doesn't start, it will end.
I was distracted for a few seconds and soon came back to my senses.

At this time, the excited Chen Dachun had parked his car in another wealthy area of ​​Shucheng. He took several deep breaths in the car, opened his arms from left to right, and seemed to slap himself several times in succession before he managed to calm down.

Chen Dachun returned to his usual polite young butler appearance. He tidied up his clothes, picked up the food box he brought from the villa, opened the door and got out of the car, all in one go.

It was obvious that he had never been here before, but that didn't affect his knowledge of how to ask questions, how to get the owner's permission, and how to follow the escort to a large flat in the city center.

The equally gentle and polite housekeeper in front of her stretched out her hand to signal Chen Dachun to change his shoes. She led him to a modern and simple door with extremely gentle steps, and then knocked on the door gently:
"cluck"

The sound of the door is so strange.

Is this a high-end door?
With this thought in my mind, I tilted my head slightly, passed over Chen Dachun's suddenly rigid body, and looked inside -

Ah, it's not the sound of the door.

It was Bai Xiaowan. Bai Xiaowan had already opened the door even before the person outside knocked on the door.

That sound was her laughing wildly.