Papermaker: Thirteen Notes on Paper

My name is Shen Budu, the third generation descendant of "Budu Zhizhapu". On the day of Grandpa's March 7th, I used the first rule in the "Paper Notes" handed down from my ancestors to cripple my uncle's right hand in public and took back this shabby shop. The price is - I was marked by "Paper Notes". This "Paper Notes" is not a craft note, but a rulebook for dealing with the underworld. There are thirteen rules on it, each one corresponding to a real tragedy. If you don't put the eyes on the paper figures, you will see blood if you dot the eyes. If you don't take the job at the child's hour, if you take the job, the soul will be summoned. A paper horse without a saddle will have to carry a living person... But there is a secret that my grandfather did not dare to tell even before he died: The rules of "Paper Notes" are not for keeping, but for selling. Every time I sold a rule, I gained an ability - by touching the paper man, I could see the last scene of the deceased and talk to the ghost for sixty seconds. But at the same time, I will permanently lose a memory of being "loved". My mother's voice coaxing me to sleep, my heartbeat when I first fell in love, the first evening when my grandfather praised me... I am forgetting that I am a human being little by little. What's even more frightening is that the number of thirteen items is decreasing. I didn't sell it. Someone was secretly erasing the rules, and I discovered that that person was myself thirteen years ago. Now, "new rules" are beginning to appear in the alleys. The underworld is filling its place, and I must find the erased Article 13 before everyone forgets about me—— "Those who make rules don't make rules, they just save people." Hutongs, paper shops, and thirteen disappearing rules. This is the story of a papermaker who destroyed his ancestral teachings with his own hands, traded his memory for abilities, and gradually transformed himself into an "inhuman".