Section 107

A pair of eyes, bright and sharp.

He also drew some yellow talismans and pasted them in Li Bei's room.

There was a table at the door,

on which were placed fried tofu, scalded fish, and a square piece of pork.

There was also a red cup with rice wine poured into it.

There were a bunch of incense sticks on the ground.

It was finally dark.

The wind blew, and under the dark night sky, the trees swayed and made a "rustling" sound.

There was a strange atmosphere.

Li Bei's mother squatted at the door of her house and began to cry and burn paper, "Son, come back, son! Mom's heart is so bitter!"

And Li Dou also picked up the big rooster and walked towards the road where his son went up the mountain before the accident.

"Li Bei, Li Bei is back!"

"Li Bei is home!"

His voice was very high-pitched and resounded through the night.

He left home and walked towards the path.

The neighbors nearby all closed their doors and even turned off the lights, and did not dare to come out to look around.

Grandpa Yang sat at home, watching Li Bei.

Jiang Yuan's camera was aimed at the burning paper money.

The ashes of the paper money were blown everywhere by the wind and flew to the sky.

They floated and floated, and then fell to the ground, falling everywhere.

Jiang Yuan didn't know whether this was a common custom or unique to Xiangxi.

He didn't know much about it.

[So creepy]

[Did Father Li really go to the mountain? Wasn't he afraid?]

[Even if he was afraid, he would still call his son back.]

[Ah, touching fatherly love]

[I hope it works]

[I'm a little afraid of something happening. Doesn't this ritual feel weird?]

[Is this master a real talent?]

[Generally, such masters are half-baked and rely on experience to figure out many things.]

[Just like the barefoot doctors in the village, there are good ones, but most of them are pretty bad.]

Jiang Yuan looked at the comments,

When Father Li went to call the soul, no one else was allowed to follow.

Otherwise, he would like to go and see.

[Li Wenxing: These things on the table are used to entertain the dead. 】

Master Li suddenly appeared like this, and everyone's backs were a little cold.

【Oh my god, I knew it was unreliable! 】

【I give up, quickly turn the table】

【What are you calling back now】

【I'm so scared】

【Instead of calling Li Bei back, you called back the dirty things】

Everyone felt creepy from the inside out.

Probably in the village, these taboos are more real than in the city.

Jiang Yuan saw Master Li's comment, "Will this not cause any trouble?"

【Li Wenxing: It depends on luck. When some people are unlucky, they can bring ghosts home even without using these methods】

Jiang Yuan was speechless for a moment, "That's quite difficult, I guess they are quite unlucky."

"Master Li, how do you look at this situation, how can he return to normal?"

Jiang Yuan also asked casually. Since Li Wenxing is a master, he must know these things.

[Li Wenxing: He didn't lose his soul. He bumped into something he shouldn't have. I don't know what it was. It could be a mountain demon]

[Li Wenxing: Just find a scapegoat]

[This is difficult, right? Who would be a scapegoat?]

[Given the family environment, it's unlikely that they would buy a life to die in place of death]

[Alas, I guess the parents would be willing]

[The parents are really miserable]

At this time,

Li Wenxing spoke again.

[Li Wenxing: In our industry, some people would choose to use disguises, and disguise animals as humans to die in place of death. In addition to animals, paper people can also be used]

Everyone thought about it, isn't paper people simple? You can ask someone to spend a few hundred yuan to make a lot of them.

Even Jiang Yuan thought about it.

[Li Wenxing: Animals have life, but paper people don't even have life. It's very difficult to make a fake look real. It's impossible unless you are a master]

After saying this, the audience in the live broadcast room were silent.

There are very few paper-making craftsmen now, let alone masters?

There are very few inheritors of this craft, and even the masters have never seen it.

At least, ordinary people can't see it.

"I can try."

Jiang Yuan touched his chin. He hadn't used the [Paper Tie Craftsman] skill given by the system last time.

"Is there anything I need to pay attention to when making paper people? What about other procedures?"

Li Wenxing was very surprised.

He was surprised enough when Jiang Yuan sewed up the ghost in the haunted house before.

Later, in the movie theater, there was a fierce ghost protecting him, but he was not attacked at all.

Now, he still wants to make paper people?

Although he was silent for a while, he still told Jiang Yuan the process.

[Make a paper person who looks 70% similar to the young man, and use chicken blood as paint to paint the appearance of the paper person. Then use his blood to write the name and the generated eight characters on the back of the neck of the paper person. Put a copper coin in the mouth of the paper person as hush money and bribe money. ]

[After that, use a red rope, tie the young man at one end and the paper person at the other end, and burn the paper person at midnight. 】

【This paper man, after receiving the money, will die in place of the mortal. 】

【The only thing to remember is that the paper man who is so similar to the living person must not have the eyes painted! 】

Chapter 77 Lifelike Paper Man

【Brother Jiang, are you serious? Are you really piercing paper man? 】

【Fuck, when did you learn this trick?】

【You haven't made any progress in science, but you are going further and further into metaphysics.】

【It feels so weird, I'm scared.】

【It's unnecessary, are you really piercing it? 】

[There are not many materials]

[Brother Jiang, don't do bad things with good intentions. People may not believe you]

[That's right, but I still respect Brother Jiang's choice]

[Brother Jiang is so kind! ]

Jiang Yuan was not being chaste,

but he wanted to try out his paper-making skills.

Thinking of this, he left the Li family.