My name is Yu Yan, and I opened a paper shop.
All the things burned to the dead have arrived.
Burning the paper computer, the programmer who died sent me an email at three o'clock in the morning.
Burning a paper umbrella, someone saved me from the rainy night.
Burn a paper cell phone, and the dead person calls back and can only speak for three minutes - only what he didn't say before he was alive.
There is just one bad thing:
With every receipt comes a debt.
And every time the goods are burned, all the knowledgeable people in the city can hear the echo.
Master died suddenly and left me only three things:
A shop, a delivery record,
There is also a half-finished paper man——
The eyebrows are mine, and the dots in the eyes are my birth date.
A millennium-old rule in the art industry: If the paper figure is not dotted with eyes, the dotted line will devour its owner.
Now, the whole city's paper gangs are visiting the door all night, and Mo Ling passes the message to the eighteen ports:
Find the paper man, life or death.
As a food delivery guy, I just want to ask——
Can I reject this order?
[Folklore × Urban Imagination × Suspense] [Rules flow cheats, every cheat has a price] [IQ Online] [No heroine, pure plot]
