After getting off the pier, the second uncle got directly into a rickshaw and told the driver about the location.
The driver picked us up and drove us along the edge of the city towards the west.
After walking out for a while, I hesitated and asked my second uncle, do we really not care about this? Will the Wang Society find us, and will Death still haunt us?
The second uncle shook his head and said: "Wang Xue is definitely out of control. He was dragged into the water by the dead. If he has grievances, he can't find anyone to take revenge. But the dead will cause trouble for us after killing Wang Xue's whole family."
My heart skipped a beat.
He said unnaturally: "Then you really don't care about Wang Xue's wife?"
My second uncle asked me, can I take care of it? We tried to inform her, but in the end we were slandered.
I didn't know how to speak for a while, and I stopped talking.
My second uncle glared at me and told me not to follow my father's tricks, otherwise I would be dragged to death sooner or later.
You can't be soft-hearted about eating the food of the dead, and the most difficult thing to predict in this world is the human heart. Many times, the human heart is as poisonous as ghosts!
Then the second uncle explained that if Wang Xue and his wife figured it out, they would definitely come to us. At that time, let her apologize and the matter would be settled. After all, it will have to be solved sooner or later if it comes to haunt us after death.
After a pause, my second uncle told me that the person who would haunt us was also the young lady from the Meng family.
If the Meng family comes early, they can only help the Meng family first, because there are many members in that family, and if one of them is not killed, the entire Meng family will be destroyed.
But when he said this, the second uncle's eyes were obviously cold.
I know, I'm afraid that when the Meng family comes to see me, something will have already happened.
The Miss Meng family in the water also wants revenge.
The murderer's fate will probably not be any better than Wang Xue's.
Especially, I think Meng Qiu has a big problem with her man.
That man is Miss Meng’s father!
While we were talking, the car unknowingly arrived at a street on the outskirts of the city.
There is an old-fashioned archway with a few words scrawled on it, "Funeral Street."
On both sides of the street are dilapidated tile-roofed houses and bungalows.
On both sides of the entrance is a coffin shop, with a thin yellow coffin standing outside.
On the other side is a paper shop, with wreaths, money, and many paper-made rooms on display.
As for the rest, they are all similar, with things used by dead people on display.
The car stopped at the street entrance, but the driver refused to get in.
My second uncle took out the money and gave it to me before leading me inside.
I felt uneasy and asked my second uncle why he brought me to this place. We don’t buy things for dead people either.
The second uncle rubbed his nose and said two words, sleep.
I was stunned.
Speaking of sleepiness, I am indeed sleepy and tired right now, and I can hardly hold on anymore, but why are we sleeping here? Second uncle has relatives and friends?
This street is not long, and my second uncle led me all the way to the end of the street.
A special shop came into view.
Other houses have all kinds of funeral supplies, such as gold ingots, money, wreaths and the like.
And at the door of this shop, there were two teams of people making paper sticks.
The white paper stands standing on both sides of the room. There are no colorful clothes, and there is not even a mouth or nose drawn on the face...
By comparison, this is completely incomparable to other stores.
This shop is still at the end of the street, and the door is closed. Where can there usually be business?
But after taking another look, I felt weird again.
Although those paper figures have no faces, if I look at them twice, I feel as if they are staring at me, which is particularly eye-catching.
"Don't stare at the paper tie promised by the paper man, Yin Yang." The second uncle raised his hand, pressed my head with his hand like a cattail leaf fan, and forcefully opened my eyes.
He took two steps forward, reached the door of the shop, and knocked on the door twice.
After a while, a high-pitched voice came from inside the shop: "Stop beating, the door will be broken by you!"
The next moment, the door of the shop opened, and what appeared behind the door was a long and thin face.
The pale skin looks like it hasn't seen the light of day for a long time, and the eyes are narrow and narrow, a bit like fox eyes.
He has high cheekbones, thin lips, and a hooked nose.
He looks about forty or fifty years old, not much different from his second uncle in age.
Just at a glance, I felt that this person was difficult to get along with, so I subconsciously hid behind my second uncle.
"Who told you not to open the door for business during the day? It was so hot that my nephew and I ate it and slept." The second uncle was obviously very familiar with it.
Then he introduced me to me, saying that this was a paper man Xu, and he had a good relationship with me, and the two of them were brothers who worshiped each other.
Second uncle asked me to call him Uncle Xu.
The paper man Xu looked at me with a smile, his eyes narrowed into slits.
"This is Li Yinyang, the river fetus adopted by your eldest brother, a child born from yin? Tsk tsk, as expected, the yin energy is strong, and all my paper sticks have reactions during the day." Paperman Xu's voice was high-pitched and thin, and it sounded like a child. People are terrified.
I endured the discomfort and called him.
He opened the door and invited us two in.
When I was about to enter the house, I glanced back unexpectedly.
What makes me excited is that the two rows of paper sticks that were stuck at the door of the shop were clearly facing the street. Why are they facing the door now? It's like they turned around...
Did I remember it wrong? Or hell?
When my body was almost stiff, my second uncle pulled me back to my senses, and we entered the house. At the same time, the paper man Xu turned around and closed the door.
In the front shop, there was a large, clean black wooden table with a thick layer of paper stacked on it. There were scattered pieces of paper on the floor, as well as some unfinished paper bundles.
I noticed something particularly different among those paper bundles...
That paper tie has a face! The empty eye sockets were dark, the mouth was open, and there was also a hole in the nose.
And its color is not as white as ordinary paper. Instead, it is white with yellowing.
What’s even weirder is that this paper bundle actually gives me the feeling that it is a human being, and it looks like a doll of several years old.
"This is a boy, haha, the nobles in the city ordered it, just this paper tie with three small yellow croakers." The paper man Xu made a gesture and made a three.
My eyes widened when I heard this, and I swallowed: "Three little yellow croakers? Is this paper more valuable than gold?"
The paper man Xu still had a smile on his face and said mysteriously: "This is not paper."
"Why do you talk so much?" The second uncle gave the paper man a hand.
Zhirenxu just kept silent, and we walked past the shop in front and came to the small courtyard in the back.
There is a well in the yard, and an old peach tree was planted. Next to the wellhead is a square wooden table, with a large pot of food on it, which is still steaming.
"You are here just in time. I just made sophora porridge. Changlin also sent me back a lot of bamboo shoots and stewed snake meat yesterday."
The paper man Xu motioned for us to sit down, then hurried into the kitchen and took out the dishes and chopsticks.
He also brought out a pot of fragrant stewed vegetables.
When I heard the word snake, I was a little scared at first, but when I smelled the fragrance, my fear was thrown out of the sky.
Without waiting for my second uncle to speak, I took over the bowls and chopsticks and filled three bowls of porridge with a spoon.
First I gave the paper man Xu and my second uncle, and finally I picked up my bowl, drank the porridge in big gulps, and stretched out my chopsticks to pick up the vegetables.
The bamboo shoots were crispy and the snake meat was tender. It was so delicious that I almost swallowed it.
The second uncle took out Lao Baigan and started drinking while chatting with the paper man Xu.
As for what they were talking about, it was none other than Zhiren Xu asking him what kind of noble person he had caught and whether he had made a fortune, while the second uncle asked Zhiren Xu if he had encountered any evil spirits who were trying to steal corpses while digging graves in the middle of the night.
I ate three bowls of rice in a row and felt sleepy.
Paperman Xu pointed to a room and asked me to go there by myself. He also said that it was the room of his son Xu Changlin and that it was tidy and could sleep directly.
After I entered the room, I went straight to bed, didn't even bother to take off my clothes, and fell asleep.
I slept so deeply that I didn't even dream.
I don’t know how long I slept. When I woke up, there was only dim candle light in the room.
I rubbed my head groggily to wake myself up a little.
I got out of bed and opened the door, only to find that it was completely dark.
In the main room on the left, several candles were lit, and the light was quite bright.
I vaguely heard a snoring sound. Isn't this sound the second uncle's?
The sound came from a room on the left side of the main room. I don't know how late he and the paper man Xu drank, and there was obviously no need to wake him up at this time.
There are some leftovers on the table in the courtyard.
I was a little hungry now, and I happened to have bowls and chopsticks, so I made do with another meal.
After fetching water from the well and going to the hut, he finally came back to life.
It was so quiet in the yard, so quiet that it penetrated people.
I was just thinking, did the paper man Xu also go to rest? But soon I remembered what my second uncle said when we arrived. The paper man promised not to open the door during the day. Does that mean he would do business at night just like us?
However, how many families can come to buy paper towels in the middle of the night?
I'm really not sleepy now, but when I think back to the paper-man Xu saying that he was a boy who tied three small yellow croakers with paper, I feel hesitant.
I really want to know what kind of wealthy family he is doing business with, and what is so special about paper binding that it is so expensive?
What happened in the past two days makes me feel that it is not easy to make some money by collecting corpses and picking up vaginas.
The head is hanging from the waistband of the trousers at any time, and it may be lost. It takes more than three or two days to get a large yellow croaker.
If I could find a wealthy family here and do something for them, would I be able to make a lot of money quickly?
With random thoughts in my mind, I subconsciously walked towards the door of the shop.
Taking three steps and two steps, he soon arrived inside the shop.
There were candlesticks on both sides of the shop, all lit with candles. Even though it was night, it was as bright as during the day.
Paperman Xu put on a gray robe, sat behind the big black wooden table, and was making paper knots.
I had just entered the shop and was opening my mouth, but the word "Uncle Xu" hadn't left my lips yet.
He looked back at me.
But at this glance, I was almost scared out of my mind!
Because he turned his head and what was facing me was a paper head with no facial features!
The paper is white and flat, with no face at all!
