Looking at this paper person, I feel very strange, the paper person's face is covered with a lot of red rouge, especially the paper man's mouth is slightly up, giving people a feeling that this paper is laughing.

The feeling of man is wonderful, and if I look at this paper man from a distance, I will think that this is not a paper man, but a living woman.

"Why are they missing?"Shunzi kept looking inside the coffin for a while, grabbed his head, and said doubtfully.

“We have met a high man.”The voice said in silence.

"Sister, you mean that old man is a tall man."Shuzi said.

"Yes, if the old man is wrong, he must be a master of corpses."The words said with a nod.

I caught the two words that Mo said, the body.

“The old man is a corpse, then his son...” I felt a little terrible when I said it.

Shunzi looked at me, and some understood what I was going to say, and he answered me and said, "His son must have been killed, and he used his son's body to keep the body."

"It should not be wrong, the heart of the body is hard-hearted."Mo said.

I couldn't help but say it in my heart that it was terrible, and if it was really like what Mo said, the old man's heart would not be ordinary.

Mo Yan grasped the paper man, carefully looked at the paper man, smelled it to the paper man, and after a while, the ink man threw the paper man into the pit.

“The old man was supposed to have a very strong male corpse, so he killed his son, made his son very angry, and then told him that his son had made a yin marriage, and ruined his son’s yin marriage, this paper man was just to attract his son’s soul, and then he used a paper man to fool him, and then to falsify him with a paper man, and then to lock the zeal in the grave with a locking grave.”The words are analyzed on the side.

Shunzi looked down at the stone on the grave, "the stone is also to increase the effect of locking the tomb."

He looked at the stone and shook his head, "I still haven't figured out why it's on the grave."

I don’t understand the words, I don’t understand them.

He patted his hand and let us put the coffin down.

I looked again and made sure that there was nothing in the coffin, only paper people.

"The dead man's body is not in the coffin."I said softly.

"Since the body is raised, how can the body be put here, must find a very good place, at least the less feminine should be a little thicker, the pussy here is obviously not qualified."The word whispered.

After saying this, Mo Yan clapped his hands, let us fill the grave, and when we filled the grave, the ink looked at us.

"That woman is not dead yet, and you don't care about that."The word whispered.

I wanted to keep it in mind, but I heard Mo Yan just told us that the old man was a master.

Hearing this, I was a bit like a retreat, and now I encounter too many things, just like Mo said at the beginning.My ass is not clean.

“You don’t care.”Mo said again.

"If you don't check, it's a life after all, and look at what the old man wants to do, and use such a vicious means."I thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, I can't see death without saving.

Mo Yan looked at Shunzi and Anan, and both of them hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded their heads.

"I want to see what the old man wants to do."Shun Shun whispered.

Anan nodded his head on the side, agreeing with Shunzi's words.

Let’s go back to where we were.

My heart still has this wonder, but also to go to the big sister's house, that big sister is cheating us, we still go to her home for what.

I put down what I thought of my heart, and Mo thought for a moment, then said slowly: "We still can't figure out, the old man's details, now want to investigate the old man, we must find a villager's room to live down, we can only go to the big sister's house now."

Since the words of Mo said so, we have no opinion, nodded, and agreed with the idea of the ink.

Put everything back in place, the chain of graves, ink words are placed in the same place.

Then a few of us walked toward the original road, went to the house of He Big sister, and I went into my room.

When I walked over, I still looked at the house of He and found no problems.

"Don't eat here, we'll see tomorrow."When he left, he did not forget to tell us.

I went into the room and lay down, looking down at my watch, and it was now more than three o'clock.

I fell asleep in bed, and in a dream I felt as if I had a dream, and suddenly there was something more at my feet, as if I had been sitting.

I slowly raised my head and looked ahead.

I saw a woman in a white dress sitting at the end of the bed, and the woman in the white dress looked queer, and when I looked at the woman in the white dress with her back to me, I felt familiar again, as if I had seen the woman in the white dress, but for a moment I could not remember.

I pulled the quilt and whispered the woman, who simply ignored me, and I held out my hand and gently patted the woman’s shoulder.

Just as my hands were patting the woman on the shoulder, the woman suddenly turned her head and looked at me.

When I saw this woman, I was scared, this woman's face is very white, has a melon child face, although the eyes are large, but it seems very dull, the face on the left and right sides is still with a thick rouge.

The more I looked at the past, I immediately understood that this woman was not the paper man in the coffin?

Mo Yan once told me that this paper man was painted according to the appearance of a woman, that is to say, this woman is the prototype of a paper man.

Mo said that the woman had not yet died, but she had not yet died, and how could she dream of me.

The timidity in my heart disappeared a lot, after all, so many ghosts, even the ghost king had seen, although this woman grew terrible, but there was no woman who was terrible at the beginning.

"What are you looking for in my dream?"I doubt it.

“Help me find my hand.”The woman said softly, a very small voice, and after saying this sentence, I looked at the woman's hand, and the woman's hand was no longer there.