Section 108

Wang Erma's family in the east of the village happened to be doing paper-making and funeral work.

After Jiang Yuan found out more about it, he was going to buy some materials.

There was a knock on the door in the middle of the night,

Wang Erma was in a somewhat unhappy mood, wearing slippers, but her tone was still good.

After all, his family does funerals. Sometimes when an old man dies, it doesn't matter the time.

Whenever he dies, come to him anytime.

The working hours in this business are not very fixed.

"What do you want from me in the middle of the night?"

"I want to buy you some paper-making stuff."

Wang Erma frowned when he saw that Jiang Yuan's face was very strange, "Where did you come from?"

How evil is it to buy paper towels in the middle of the night?

It's not a funeral.

"That young man from the Li family got hit by a car, and he's going to be a scapegoat."

He said this,

Wang Erma calmed down and looked at Jiang Yuan, he was alive.

This puts me at ease.

"Come in."

The yard is quite large, and there are some things used for funerals, including boys and girls, a spiritual house, and a beautiful half-built carriage.

The brand is still BMW.

For Jiang Yuan, although his skills are not good enough and a bit rough,

But it is enough for funerals.

I hate you

The camera deliberately showed a close-up of the boys and girls without painted eyes.

In the paper-tying industry, a man is red and a woman is green, so this color is particularly eye-catching at night.

[Oh my god, it’s so spooky]

[Don’t take pictures of this, I’m scared]

[There are a lot of paper-making things in this house, professional paper-making people]

[There is nothing to be afraid of. In the first half of the year, my mother dreamed that my grandmother was crying and said that she was not good at work because she was old, so she quickly ordered a few dolls and burned them to serve my grandmother]

[Is this thing real or fake? it works? 】

[I would rather believe that it exists than believe that it does not exist]

The number of people in the live broadcast room has reached more than 4 million.

I thought the popularity tonight would be very low.

It was Jiang Yuan who made the mistake unexpectedly.

Many people have never seen the superstitious ways in the countryside, so they are particularly interested, and things in the countryside are even more frightening.

What's more, his popularity is already very high.

"Then Li Bei, didn't you say you boiled the talisman water and ate it? It didn't work?"

Wang Erma said as he went to sort out the materials.

"I'm trying to tie paper figures in the middle of the night, but I can't do it well. Why don't we just try a ready-made one?"

When Jiang Yuan heard this, he knew that he had misunderstood, "My consciousness is that I will do the pricking and use your materials."

Wang Erma woke up from his drowsiness, "Are you serious?"

"You seem to be from the city, right? Can you tie paper?"

"I'm telling you, young man, this business isn't that easy."

Jiang Yuan smiled, "I haven't pierced it before, so I'll give it a try."

"Try?" Wang Erma was speechless, "You look like your balls are hurting, right?"

"Chengchengcheng, just go ahead and pierce it. It's not worth much. Just give me twenty as a cost."

"Don't break my things. They cost hundreds of dollars each. I'll go take a nap."

Jiang Yuan sat in the middle of the main room.

The paper-making techniques in his mind are very rich, including paper-making, pasting, paper-cutting, clay sculpture, and painting, all of which seem to be engraved in his mind.

The hands also seemed to have been pricked countless times.

Picked up a bamboo strip and started working on it.

[I cried to death, he seemed to be playing for real]

【Bullshit】

[This is called having too many skills but not being overwhelmed? 】

[Didn’t Brother Jiang work in the factory making screws before? Have you learned this yet? 】

【Then who knows】

The audience looked at Jiang Yuan's actions with great curiosity.

This technique is not like making paper tie for the first time.

Just like a master.

Half an hour passed.

Jiangyuan's paper-making figures have already been erected.

He went to get the chicken blood and started coloring the paper figurine. The male color was red, which happened to be the color of chicken blood.

Another half hour passed.

He wrote Li Bei's birthday and name on the back of the paper figure. He also saw it at Li's house, so he just wrote it down.

The audience were all dumbfounded.

It's so lifelike!

Especially if they are too similar, it will make everyone feel more intrusive and scary.

【I feel like this thing is alive】

[I feel the same way. It would be unimaginable to draw eyes.]

[It’s true that people cannot be judged by their appearance. Who would have thought that an Internet celebrity with millions of fans could be a professional in paper-making? 】

[This paper man is staring at the camera, so scary]

[Are you afraid that it will come to your house upstairs? 】

Jiang Yuan was also a little tired.

The last step is to press the copper coins in your mouth.

However, he did not have any copper coins in his hand, and it was not easy to rummage around in other people's homes.

I had no choice but to wake up Wang Erma again.

"Oh, what's wrong? Can't you do it? You want to wake me up?"

Wang Erma came out of the room impatiently. At this glance, her steps froze at the threshold.

He stared hard at the paper man in the main room.

The skin is pale, but the cheeks are rosy, and the eyes are curved, looking like they are smiling.

The corners of his mouth were also raised, and his hands dropped in front of him.

The clothes are all bright red,

It's simply... almost 90% similar to Li Bei!

The paper figurine you made by yourself has only a shape and is dead at first glance.

And Jiang Yuan looks lifelike, as if he is alive!

The cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

"Brother, where are you from?"

"Are you sure you are here to make a scapegoat for him and not to do something evil?"

"I have no grudge against you. I am an honest person. Don't mess with me..."

At this time, he even wondered why someone would come to make paper in the middle of the night.

This... must be weird.