Gu Xuan traveled through the zombie world and was picked up by Uncle Jiu back to Yizhuang.
After practicing for more than ten years, his talent is mediocre.
The fists and feet are just as good as the talismans.
Only one hand has the ancestral paper-tying technique, and the paper figures and horses produced are lifelike.
Qiu Shengwencai once felt that his senior brother's greatest achievement in his life was probably to build a paper villa with three entrances and three exits for his master after his ninth uncle passed away.
Until the night when Mrs. Ren broke into the coffin and turned into a dead body.
[The paper-made-to-come-real system awakens!
[Kill the evil spirits and get incense!
[By consuming incense, all the paper objects made by the host can be lit and come true!
So.
Looking at the fierce old man Ren, Gu Xuan silently moved out the two paper figures he had just tied up.
One's face turned pale.
One has a dark face.
Uncle Jiu's eyes were beating wildly.
"Axuan!"
"My teacher wants you to poke two paper figures to distract the zombies!"
"Why are you writing on their hats, make money at first sight and bring peace to the world?!"
Gu Xuan scratched his head.
Light the paper figurines.
The next moment.
The wind is howling!
The soul-locking chain is in the air!
Two tall figures walking slowly out of the fire!
Mr. Ren just opened his mouth.
Wow! ! !
The soul-locking chain wrapped directly around his neck, forcing the murderous corpse to kneel on the ground!
Qiu Sheng was confused.
Wen Cai was dumbfounded.
The peach wood sword in Uncle Jiu's hand dropped.
"Black... Black and white are impermanent?!"
Gu Xuan: "Master, listen to my explanation."
Uncle Jiu looked at Old Mrs. Ren who was kneeling very honestly in the yard, and then glanced at the two imperious men with overwhelming yin.
There was silence for a long time.
"You tell me first."
"Since when did we have this paper-tying technique in Maoshan?"
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