Mysterious Resurrection: My Pasty Paper Man Can Catch Tricks

You know, after the Jing'an Hospital incident, he has almost seen what kind of organization the underworld is.

If these words came from someone else, he would just sneer at them and treat them as ground scrubbers.

But the person who said this was Shen Taiping who was most at odds with the underworld, and it was probably not the people from the underworld who did it.

"It wasn't made by people from the underworld, so who did it?" Chen Li asked suspiciously.

Shen Taiping shook his head.

"Nobody did it."

As he spoke, he pointed to the inkjet gold box on the coffee table.

"Don't forget, this thing came out of the box."

"It's basically impossible to use the ink thread gold box for anything other than pretending to be tricky."

"You mean, this piece of human skin is a ghost?"

Chen Li couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Shen Taiping didn't answer, but turned to look at Po Meng.

Chen Li also looked over.

Meeting Chen Li's gaze, Granny Meng nodded slightly.

"Boss, old man Shen is right, this is a sly, but... this sly is a bit strange."

"What do you mean?"

Chen Li looked at the human skin up and down, puzzled.

"This trick seems to have no effect on me at all."

As Meng Po spoke, she spread the human skin on her hands, rubbed it, and turned it over again.

But this thing is really like a piece of ordinary human skin, completely devoid of any response that a strange thing should have.

Chen Li suddenly realized that this was actually the case.

Isn't it too strange that a monster doesn't produce supernatural powers?

After thinking about it, he asked Xiaobai, Xiaohei, and even Dawa to try it.

The human skin still didn't move at all.

"Could it be that this thing needs a living person to trigger the killing rules?"

A thought flashed through Chen Li's mind.

He rubbed his chin, turned his head suddenly, and said to Shen Taiping furtively:

"Old man Shen, anyway, you are wearing a shroud, why don't you try it?"

Shen Taiping rolled his eyes and said:

"Why don't you go."

Chen Li curled his lips and didn't speak again.

Anyway, it's just a human skin, not a complete humanoid.

Instead of spending this kind of research, it is better to do something else.

He turned his face and said to Dawa:

"Since you opened the things, you are responsible for disposing of them."

As he spoke, he winked at Granny Meng.

Granny Meng pursed her lips into a smile, and quickly stuffed the human skin into the eldest child's hand.

Looking at the things in his hand, the eldest child was a little dazed.

He looked up at Chen Li.

But he found that Chen Li was staring at him.

It seems to be saying, if you can't handle it, just wait for "make up lessons".

Dawa immediately lowered her head in aggrieved manner, staring blankly at Human Pi.

Suddenly, he crumpled the human skin into a ball, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed a few mouthfuls.

Chen Li was taken aback by his action.

But then he realized that this might be the best way to deal with it, so he just let him go.

After disposing of the three inkjet gold boxes, Chen Li went back to the front shop, opened the door, and began to lie down on the recliner and take a nap.

As for Shen Taiping, he went to the kitchen to pay homage to the Wu Zang Temple.

After a while, Luo Yang came.

Chen Li had no choice but to close the shop again and guide him to prepare for the "Paper Man Reincarnation Technique".

The most time-consuming paper figurine has already been made, and within a few minutes, Luo Yang completed a series of tasks.

"Is that enough?"

Seeing Chen Li throwing the paper figurine into the coffin, he was about to close the coffin lid.

Luo Yang quickly put down his spiritual tablet and stepped forward to help.

After covering the coffin board, Chen Li clapped his hands and said:

"It's almost done, just bury this coffin in the ground again, and when you die one day, you can be resurrected by burning the spirit seat."

Luo Yang always felt that these words sounded a bit awkward.

But what exactly is wrong, but I can't think of it for a while.

He simply stopped thinking about it and asked:

"Boss, where are the coffins of you and Old Man Shen buried?"

Chen Li curled his lips and pointed to the corner of the wall.