[Rule Weird Talk] + [Micro Horror] + [Criminal Investigation] + [Two-way Redemption] + [Intangible Cultural Heritage Paper Tie] + [Chinese Horror] + [Unit Detective]
My name is Ning Zhaoxi, and I opened a paper-making shop at the end of the old street.
The ancestral craftsmanship can make paper people and paper horses pass through the underworld.
On the first seven nights, a soaked man came to the store. He took out a photo and said he wanted to order something to burn to the deceased.
The person in the photo is none other than himself.
He said his name was Lu Zhi and he was a criminal policeman. He was pushed into the river three days ago and hung at the bottom with one breath left.
He also said that the body that was fished out of the river half a month ago had paper ashes from my house burned between its fingernails.
From that night on, the paper figures I made began to move their eyes, and the paper horses I burned always came back in the middle of the night.
And that detective knocks on my door every night——
"Ning Zhaoxi, help me investigate the case."
"Where's the reward?"
He pointed to the crumbling soul fire above his head:
"My life belongs to you."
