I Use Paper to Connect to the Mysterious World

When his family fell into decline, Lin Yan became a beggar and fell cold and hungry in front of a paper shop. The boss, whose surname is Chen, is half-blind and has a mouth that is as poisonous as a knife. He has to chop three-month-old strips of rice to exchange for a bowl of cold rice. There are rules in the shop: Paper figures don't make eyes, they don't do work at midnight, they don't prick people at even numbers, they don't receive guests at midnight… There are eighteen items written on the wall. Boss Chen said, the remaining eighteen items will be discussed when you are alive to see them. Later, he saw paper figures with dotted eyes walking in the mourning hall in the middle of the night. I have seen even-numbered paper children steal the souls of twins, I have seen blood-soaked paper horses carrying black shadows running wildly through mass graves. He also gradually knew, It was not just a paper-making shop that took him in; The blind boss taught him more than just paper-tying skills—— The old case of family extermination twenty years ago, Eighteen unspoken rules of conduct, And that backyard cabin that's always locked... Every time you poke a paper figurine, you get one step closer to the truth. One step closer to death.