Paper Shop: Only Accept Orders from Dead People

At the end of Huaishu Lane in the west of the city, there is a paper shop that only takes orders from the dead. Xu Yan, the seventh-generation shopkeeper, has an ancestral Yin De account book in his hand. The Xu family owes one hundred and seventy-three accounts to the world, and each one must be repaid by paper. After my grandfather died, he left behind three last words and three boxes of paper figurines, but there were two more words on the ledger: not returned. There was a knock on the door in the middle of the night, and there were three long and two short calls. Paper house order without address. In the cellar of the old house, my great-grandmother, who had been trapped for twenty years, opened her eyes. After every piece of paper was burned, someone was finally willing to leave. Xu Yan can't tell fortunes or draw talismans. He can only tie paper. But there are hands touching the other side of the paper. Every order he takes is the last thing in the world that he can't let go of. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.