[Intangible Cultural Heritage Awakening + Weird Recovery + Daily Life with a Baby] I, a little transparent person in the entertainment industry, was forced to go back to the village to take care of my baby. I live broadcast daily making paper figures, repairing ancient bells, and singing Nuo opera, and netizens laugh at me for being superstitious.
Until the strange awakening, the paper man walks at night, and hundreds of ghosts cry in the grave. Only my house is brightly lit, the paper-figure army stands quietly in the courtyard, the ancient clocks turn upside down, and the sound of Nuo opera scares away evil spirits.
The special department broke into the door late at night and asked my daughter in a trembling voice: "Little sister, what did your father teach you?"
Six-year-old Xiaoxiao opened her hands and counted the numbers: "Papermaker corps, repairing time pocket watches, and inviting gods to perform operas. Uncle, aren't these... Common sense?"
Whispers came from all S-class restricted areas around the world at the same time: "That being has finally begun to cultivate a successor..."
And when I look at my ignorant daughter, I just hope she never knows——
Every "skill" I taught her was an ancient forbidden skill that could rewrite the course of civilization.
