Chapter 145: Paper Man

Feng Li, an outwardly simple man, really does have a dirty secret.

Sure enough, the world is as black as a crow.

The corners of Jiang Luo's lips hooked up, and he let go of Feng Li's hand. Feng Li paused and slowly stood up straight, looking at Jiang Luo with deep eyes.

The fog obscured their figures, making it difficult for the people on the shore to see them clearly. Jiang Luo could not see what Feng Li was thinking, and he was not interested in knowing. However, Jiang Luo saw that beside his own black water, the light-colored dirt on Feng Li's body suddenly became a little thicker.

Like ribbons, they are scattered, swirled and purified by the fountain when they are not noticed.

Jiang Luo wanted to take a closer look, but a little boy ran over from outside in a panic, shouting, "Master, it's not good, the formation on the mountain has been broken!"

Taoist Master Wei He was shocked, "What?!"

Ten minutes later, all of them came to the side of the formation.

This mountain is not the Lian family's mountain, but only the Lian family can come up to the top. There are two formations at the "No Common Thoughts" place, one is the internal formation in front of the door, and the other is the external formation which is farther away and prevents ordinary people from ascending to the top of the mountain. The formation that the boy said had been destroyed was the large external formation.

Jiang Luo also came over with his clothes on, he squatted next to the formation and looked at the black charcoal traces on the ground that scalded out the ground.

The Fated One looked at the extent of the destruction and said faintly, "Completely destroyed, huh?"

Wei He's face was hard to see, "This formation has lasted for twenty to thirty years, in the end, which high person to break it?"

"Ah!" The little boy let out another cry of alarm, tugging at Daoist Wei He's sleeve and pointing to the internal formation in front of the door of No Common Thoughts behind him, "Daoist Wei He, look!"

The group turned their heads towards the door and saw a section of grey smoke coming out of thin air in the middle of the doorway, like the color of smoke from a wood fire, which meant that something had hit the formation and was cauterized into smoke by the formation.

Taoist Master Wei He said angrily, "Who is it!"

He rushed over to check it out.

Except for Taoist Master Wei He, the others were not in a hurry. The funeral store owner walked next to Jiang Luo and shook his head, "Who in the world could not think of coming here, but there is a predestined person, a celestial master, and an old Taoist master here. Isn't this asking for death?"

Jiang Luo didn't care who broke in, he touched his ear, "Old Ji, this is very useful, how did you refine it?"

Ji Yaozi, knowing his nature, was wary when he heard this, "What do you want, you don't still want a wholesale, do you?"

Jiang Luo nodded matter-of-factly, "In pairs, I think I'm missing an earring."

"You're thinking that once a day is too little to go inside someone's inner landscape," Ji Yaozi rolled his eyes and said directly, "but it can only happen that once a day, no matter how many soul regenerating pendants you have. You think out-of-body souls are something easy? Once a day is barely enough, I still see that your soul is so solid that it exceeds normal people, and your body and soul fit extremely well before I dare to give you this earring, so be at peace."

Jiang Luo sadly gave up on the idea of getting another Dementor Pendant.

However, while everyone else was busy with the breakage of the formation, Jiang Luo was a smart aleck and took the opportunity to say, "Old Ji, I have something to do, so watch the people for me."

When he finished speaking, without waiting for Ji Yaozi's consent, he lowered himself into the courtyard gate.

*

The place to treat the Duanes several people was in the pharmacy.

Jiang Luo quietly and silently came to the pharmacy, closed the door, walked into the inner room, and saw the three Duanzi lying on the bed.

Duan Zi, Du Ge and Qin Yun were lying down in turn, they were outwardly unharmed, but they had been unconscious and their faces were as white as paper.

Jiang Luo looks over them one by one and tests their pulse, heartbeat, and respiration, and all three have the physical characteristics of a living person.

He didn't notice anything unusual, could it be that Duanzi's asking them to look at the candles really had nothing to do with the predestined person and was just a coincidence? In the dream, all three of these people died, and none of the three siblings of him and the Lian family were really in trouble, was that also a coincidence?

The pharmacy was cluttered with things, and Jiang Luo let the three men go and began to examine the things around them. There was a window in the inner room, the glass seemed to have been weathered for decades, both sides were stained a waxy yellow, it was hard to see anything outside. Jiang Luo went to the window and looked out, and found that the opposite side of the window was the firewood room.

Obviously, as long as there is electricity to boil water for cooking, or if there is no electricity, there is a fire charm, but the "No Mundane Thoughts" department insisted on the nature of heaven and earth, and used firewood for cooking and boiling water. In front of the firewood room, there was a high pile of firewood, which was about to be even higher than the firewood room.

Jiang Luo casually glanced at it, and saw that there seemed to be a flowery green thing at the hidden position under the pile of firewood covered by the waterproof plastic sheet.

He looked at it for a moment, and in his mind, he pushed the door open and walked under the woodpile.

A child came over and asked Jiang Luo what he was doing, and Jiang Luo said with a smile, "Nothing, you go ahead, I'm just looking around."

After the people left, Jiang Luo went around to the other side, and saw the flowery green things that he had seen in the pharmacy, and looked at the texture, it looked like paper.

The pile of matches was very high, almost two and a half meters high. Jiang Luo stepped on a rock and reached down to yank out what was under the plastic sheet.

The two paper figures were yanked to the ground.

Jiang Luo separated the two paper figures and squatted down to scrutinize their appearance.

The man had a mole on his nose and one eye was large and the other small; the woman had deep wrinkles and a kindly look.

Their hair is painted white, and they are two paper figures of the age of an old man.

The two paper figures slowly overlapped with the two in Jiang Luo's memory.

The two old couples at the Chalet Cottage who were sending firewood up the mountain and got caught in a blizzard.

Jiang Luo already understood, he supported his chin and smiled meaningfully, "Interesting."

"What's interesting?"

Someone behind him asked.

Jiang Luo paused and turned his head naturally, his smile placid and his tone calm, "Sir, I mean it's interesting that there are two paper figures here."

When he finished, he smiled faintly, "But it's just a paper man, not surprising."

Feng Li's eyes went to the paper figures, "These two have been used."

"Hmm?" Jiang Luo humbly asked, "Disciple didn't see it."

"You haven't learned yet, of course you can't tell," Feng Li said, "Look at their eyes."

Jiang Luo looked back and saw that the eyes of the two paper figures were dull and lifeless, as if a layer of color had been washed away, completely different from the bright colors of the body's flowers and greens. There was also a white dot in the center of the eyes, which was extremely realistic and reminded Jiang Luo of the idiom "drawing a dragon to dot the eyes".

"There are some paper figures that can be used to disguise themselves as real people, and even if you light up your eyes, they're alive," Feng Li said, "and after you've used them, there's no more light in your eyes that can be used to disguise yourself as real people."

Jiang Luo came to a realization, "So that's how it is."

He wanted to ask Feng Li again how to tell the living paper figures from the others, but Feng Li suddenly stepped forward, took his wrist and went around to the back of the woodpile to hide.

Jiang Luo knew Feng Li must be doing this because someone is coming, but who is coming that would make all the Heavenly Masters hide?

He waited patiently, and after a while, Daoist Wei He's voice rang out from outside, "Predestined One, are you free to give that formation a patch?"

Before the predestined man could reply, the funeral store owner said loudly, "Wei He Taoist Master, you can't mend that formation?"

His voice was so loud it sounded like he was deliberately reminding someone.

Wei He Taoist Master pulled out his ears and said in a puzzled manner, "If it is just broken I can of course mend it, but that formation was completely destroyed, and to say that it is to mend it is actually to redo it. This kind of decades old formation, I really don t have much certainty ...... What are you doing so loudly?"

The undertaker's voice was louder when he said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to hear me in your old age."

Taoist Master Wei He flung his sleeve, "You--"

"All right," the Predator spoke, "don't make any noise."

Wei He and the funeral parlor owner stopped talking, Jiang Luo slightly probed and saw Li Xiao walk out from the corner of the corridor, she also met the three of the fated people neatly.

Jiang Luo squinted his eyes and carefully observed the change in her expression.

Li Xiao was a bit scared of being a stranger, but she held back her fear and walked forward, "Hello, uncles."

She kept her head down the whole time, not daring to look up at anyone, and after a few words with Taoist Wei He, she carefully brushed past him, the whole time not having the slightest interaction with her nemesis.

With Jiang Luo's precise eye for people, he couldn't tell if the scene of Li Xiao not recognizing his nemesis was staged or real.

He was smart enough to ask for outside help, "Sir, look at this girl, is she a paper man?"

Jiang Luo had thought that Feng Li would just stand at his side and take a look, but who knew that there was someone behind him.

His curmudgeonly, ascetic master, glanced in the direction he was pointing, but didn't answer, asking instead, "What's her relationship to you?"

The sandalwood scent on the celestial master's body came, I don't know if it was Jiang Luo's illusion, when Feng Li was close to him, the temperature around him seemed to drop suddenly, and the wind whimpered like a howl blew up.

Jiang Luo is puzzled, "Stranger relationship."

Feng Li Yu Guang glanced at Li Xiao, frowning slightly, and looked at him for a moment longer before saying, "It's a paper man."