Mysterious Resurrection: My Pasty Paper Man Can Catch Tricks

Chen Li poked him once and pointed to the outside.

"It's outside."

Shen Taiping looked over.

It's a pity that there are no lights in the yard outside, so he can't see what's going on outside.

I had no choice but to turn around and ask Chen Lidao:

"Has the ghost been caught?"

Chen Li waved his hand and didn't speak any more.

Take a few quick steps and leave the bathroom.

Seeing this scene, Shen Taiping immediately realized that he must have been caught by Granny Meng who broke out of the cocoon.

Otherwise, Chen Li, who cherishes life like Chen Li, wouldn't just make a big show of it.

After thinking this through, he followed Chen Li and walked out of the bathroom.

Coming to the small courtyard, Shen Taiping saw Po Meng not far away.

At this moment, she was sitting motionless on a chair in the yard, not knowing what she was doing.

Shen Taiping took a closer look, only to find that not only was there no trace of dirt on her whole body.

Even the black-haired monster was gone.

If it wasn't for the strong stench still remaining on his body, the bathroom would also be a mess.

He wondered if what happened just now really happened.

"What about the creepy one?"

Shen Taiping looked at Chen Li standing next to Po Meng in surprise.

Chen Lichao sneered at Po Meng:

"That's what it is."

Hearing this, Shen Taiping turned his head, widened his eyes, and looked at Po Meng up and down.

After a while, he suddenly realized what Chen Li meant, and said in surprise:

"Isn't that ghost sucked in again?"

At Luo Yang's house before, although he passed out because of being possessed by a strange thing.

I didn't see the scene where Po Meng and the other two paper figurines incorporated the monster into their bodies.

But after getting along for so long, he also learned about it from Luo Yang and Chen Li.

Seeing Chen Li gesturing to him now, the black hair was on Granny Meng's body.

Only then did he remember that Granny Meng still has this hand.

While speaking, his attention suddenly shifted to Po Meng's black hair.

If he remembered correctly, Granny Meng had a ponytail tied just now.

Now she let her hair down and draped it over her shoulders.

If nothing else, this black hair is the one that almost killed him just now.

Po Meng raised her head and glanced at Shen Taiping, but did not speak.

But the windless hair said it all.

Looking at Po Meng's life-like black hair, Shen Taiping subconsciously reached out and wanted to touch it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched the black hair, a hole split open instantly.

The wound was extremely flat, as if it had been cut open with a sharp knife.

Blood flowed out from the wound, but it didn't hurt much.

Shen Taiping was shocked.

He hurriedly retracted his hand, held it in front of his eyes and looked at it.

It wasn't until then that there were bursts of pain in the fingers.

"Why is this damn thing so sharp that it won't work if you touch it?"

Chen Libai glanced at him.

"You already know it's a 'ghost thing', and you still touch it, isn't it boring?"

Shen Taiping was at a loss for words.

He looked at the wound on his finger that was still bleeding, and then at Granny Meng's hair that had calmed down.

After wiping the blood, he changed the subject and said:

"This trick is done, and the other one is missing. Tell me, should we wait until we finish that one before asking for the bonus, or should we ask for the bonus of this one tomorrow?"

Hearing the word "bonus", Chen Li's eyes lit up.

"It must come one by one. Tomorrow, ask the mayor for this one's money first, and then we will pay according to the price we set before."

"It's okay if he gives it, but if he doesn't, let him figure out the rest."

"Row."

Shen Taiping nodded.

At this point, it was almost a little faster.

The two chatted a few more words in the courtyard, and then went back to their rooms to rest.

After Shen Taiping returned to the room, the first thing he did was to open the luggage.

Take out the guy who eats by himself - an inkstone, a ball of cinnabar and a brush.

He took out a stack of talisman papers that he had prepared earlier and put them on the table.

Break off a little cinnabar, put it into the inkstone and crush it.