Lin Mo graduated in 1985. After being laid off, he returned to his hometown to inherit a paper-making shop.
I thought that in this life I would just make paper, eat and wait for death.
Until late at night, the female ghost in red wedding dress came to the door asking for help——
"Please help me escape from my marriage, Yin Tianzi has sent a sedan to steal my marriage."
The suona sounded at the entrance of the alley, and the bloody paper sedan slowly landed on the ground. The person in the sedan with the imperial crown smiled at him.
Lin Mo opened the book "Tiangong Kaiwu" left by his grandfather and nodded at the palm-sized paper man on the chopping board.
The paper man opened his eyes, grinned, and grew to five feet tall.
"Boss, who are you hitting?"
That night, ghosts in the whole city spread the news:
Lin Ji Zhi Zha Pu, don't mess with him.
