Can you imagine such a scene? On top of the paper-tied body, there is a living human head, with eyes closed tightly, without any expression. The neck and paper-tied body are seamlessly connected, as if they are glued together. !
Seeing this horrific scene, I was so frightened that I shook my head and backed away. Finally, I stepped on a small pit and fell to the ground. I was so dizzy from the fall that I felt like the world was spinning. I don’t believe this is true, let alone that Wu Tinghan was beheaded like this!
No wonder Mr. Wang said that when Chen Guzi’s unjust sentence was over and the owner of his craftsmanship was gone, wouldn’t the craftsmanship he had displayed during his lifetime be disbanded?
It’s just that I don’t understand how someone as powerful as Wu Tinghan could disappear so quietly.
She is the top painter of the Wu family, a powerful person who can even successfully light up sky lanterns in one go. How could anyone dare to confront her head-on without hiding in the dark and shooting arrows when they see her?
I don’t believe it, I won’t believe it to my death!
This must all be just my imagination!
Just as I was shaking my head, I discovered that Wu Tinghan's hands, which were tied with paper, were placed in front of his lower abdomen with their palms upward, and on those palms, he actually held a spiritual tablet, which read, "Chen Si Qingzhi" "Six characters for spiritual position"!
A paper man sends a message to the soul, or a paper man sends a message to the soul? !
What kind of bullshit is this and why does it never end! Also, why was it that I was the first to see the spiritual tablet, but it still had my name on it? Could it be that……?
I thought of what Mr. Wang said before, if this happens, it means that the first person to see this tablet is near me!
And Mr. Wang was reaching out to test Wu Tinghan's breathing, but he didn't even lower his head to look at the memorial tablet...
Thinking of this, I was so frightened that I couldn't even speak. I could only point to the tablet in Wu Tinghan's hand and opened and closed my mouth, but I couldn't spit out a word.
When Mr. Wang saw my appearance, he looked down at my finger, but he couldn't see it clearly for a moment, so he took a few steps back, and then he saw the spiritual tablet in her hand.
Similar to my reaction, I saw an extremely frightened look on his face, and he didn't say anything for a long time. And his hand, whether subconsciously or not, moved to his lower back and grabbed the axe, as if he was about to pull it out at any moment.
Obviously, he also thought about this and knew that the person was probably nearby!
After a while, Mr. Wang made sure that there was no one else around, and then he let go of his hand on his lower back. He first walked up to me, slapped me on the shoulder, and then pulled me up from the ground.
After being slapped on the shoulder by him, I calmed down a lot, but when I saw Wu Tinghan's head, I felt a pain in my heart!
She came to help, but I was still alive and she was gone. Even if it takes me a lifetime, I won't be able to let go of this kind of thing.
Before I knew it, tears were about to flow from my eyes, but Mr. Wang slapped me on the back of the head, blinding me.
He scolded me in a low voice, saying, "You are still alive, why are you leaking cat urine?"
Um? not dead? There is only one head left, how can he still be alive?
Mr. Wang said angrily, who said she only had one head left?
Let me tell you, isn’t this obvious?
Mr. Wang pointed to the grave pit next to him and said, look over there.
So I walked over there with him, and found that this fellow, like Wu Tinghan, had his body tied up with paper, leaving only his head. And in his hand, like Wu Tinghan, he was holding a spiritual tablet, and what was written on it was still my name.
Going back in sequence, the eight immortals carrying coffins in the eight pits are all like this.
Returning to the first pit, I looked at Wu Tinghan's shadow reflected in the pit and the spiritual tablet with my name on it. I felt sad for a moment and asked Mr. Wang why it was like this. Their bodies Where did you go?
Mr. Wang said angrily, "Where can I go? I will be wrapped up in these papers!"
His tone was not good, but it sounded like nature to me.
I said, what are you waiting for? Quickly tear off the paper from her body!
With that said, I was about to step forward to take action, but was slapped back by Mr. Wang.
He said, don't mess around. I have never encountered this kind of situation. I don't know if the paper will be torn up, and her body will be torn.
I didn’t understand what Mr. Wang meant, so I asked him, why did he say that?
Mr. Wang did not reply to me, but directly took out the ink fountain from the cage on his back, and then used a thread to flick a line between Wu Tinghan's neck and the paper man's body.
After finishing this, he pointed to this line and said, if you stare at this line for a while, you will know why I am talking about it.
I didn't know what it meant, but I still stared at the line without moving.
Mr. Wang took the ink fountain and walked towards the pit next to him. I glanced sideways and saw that he had also flicked the man's neck over there.
When he went to the next pit, I turned around and continued to stare at the line on Wu Tinghan's neck. Then, my eyes widened and I was shocked by the scene in front of me!
I found that the line moved down to the body of the paper man!
No, that's not right! It should be that the paper man's body is moving up on its own!
It was slowly engulfing Wu Tinghan's body!
I shouted to Mr. Wang, who quickly ran over, took a look at Wu Tinghan's neck, and then asked me, now do you know why the child can't be torn apart?
I nodded quickly to show that I understood.
Although I think this is too incredible, I understand that the body of the paper man is Wu Tinghan's body. If I tear off the body of the paper man, it will be equivalent to tearing Wu Tinghan's body to pieces. Got it!
I asked Mr. Wang, why is this happening?
Mr. Wang said, this is also the first time for me to see it. Do you know it?
Let me tell you, you are a carpenter, you must know what to do, you should quickly find a solution!
Mr. Wang said that the reason has not been found. How about a solution? Moreover, this paper is very brittle and will break when touched. Why don't you ask me to deal with it?
As he said that, Mr. Wang squatted on the ground, took out the cigarette, and started smoking.
The cigarette made his eyes narrow, but he had no intention of moving the cigarette away. It can be seen that he is not much better than me now, and he is probably anxious to death.
I followed Mr. Wang's example and squatted on the ground helplessly. Then I looked at Wu Tinghan, who had only one head left in front of me. My heart was like an ant on a hot pot, and I was extremely desperate.
The moonlight shines down on the calm water surface of the 'empty well', as if there is a mirror, reflecting Wu Tinghan on the shore on the water surface. Not only his exquisite face, but also the words on the spiritual tablet are clearly visible. Chu, at first glance, you can't tell who is real and who is fake.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly and said to myself, it would be great if I could stand here instead of her. Even if I die like this, at least I can get her peace, which is worth it.
As soon as the thought passed, Mr. Wang suddenly threw away the cigarette in his hand and asked me, what did you just talk about about the mirror?
I didn't know why Mr. Wang asked, so I told the truth. I just said that the dripping water in the grave pit was like a mirror, reflecting Wu Tinghan clearly.
When Mr. Wang heard this, he stood up suddenly, and then took a look at the grave pit. After that, he ran to the second pit. He only glanced at it, and then ran to the next pit.
After a while, he ran back and said, I know what's going on! Damn it, this is not the craftsman's trick, but your grandpa's trick! It was he who wanted Wu Tinghan to die!
