Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

If there is one, then there are two.

Chen Yulou specially decorated the remaining two pairs of paper armors with eyes.

That Guanshan Taibao never imagined until his death that more than half of the four paper puppets were able to take advantage of him.

But... I have to say it.

The difference between a dotted paper puppet and an eyeless paper puppet is worlds apart.

If you have to describe it.

Dotting the eyes of a paper puppet is like a white ape opening its eyes.

Although he didn't really come back to life, there was a connection with him that was almost like a mental connection.

No need to recite witchcraft spells, you can drive the paper man with just one thought.

I would have known that Paper Armor Technique is one of the most amazing magic techniques mastered by Guanshan Taibao.

But the effect was still somewhat beyond Chen Yulou's expectations.

It's different from the Angry Chicken.

After all, there is a high probability that there will be no second head anywhere in the world.

But paper puppets are different, they can be made by cutting paper.

Even according to his inference, if one can master the paper armor technique to the extreme, the puppets he can control can be more than just paper figures.

Paper cows, paper horses, gatehouses and houses.

Just like the folk paper-making figures.

It's just that what they pierced was only dead things.

But after practicing the paper armor technique, he was able to give them "life".

This kind of witchcraft is almost the same as the Taoist method of spreading beans and forming soldiers, and is even more subtle and magical.

After playing with it for a while.

Chen Yulou then put away the three pairs of paper armors.

After several days of seclusion and practice, the harvest was quite good.

He has already roughly understood the mausoleum genealogy.

The rest needs to be slowly fed with experience.

Observe the mountains and fixate the stars, look for the dragon and point the caves. Wherever there are ancient tombs and great treasures, the geomantic omen and terrain must be different from other places.

And then on the way to Zhelong Mountain.

Let’s say at least one or two months away.

He could just walk and watch until he understood it.

As for the paper armor technique, I have now reached the threshold, and I am just waiting to take it a step further and try to cut paper into shadows by myself.

"I don't know what time it is outside."

I simply meditated and breathed out.

After a big Sunday.

Chen Yulou felt that all the tiredness had been swept away.

He stood up and looked around. The underground palace was still the same as before. The lights were brightly lit regardless of day or night. He had been practicing meditation and could hardly feel the passage of time at all.

He muttered something.

He no longer hesitated.

He crossed the stone steps with his hands behind his back.

After a while, wait for him to push open the machine door.

When I walked out of the underground palace for the first time, before I could take a breath of fresh air, I heard the sound of gongs and drums coming from outside the building.

"what's the situation?"

Chen Yulou was stunned.

Before going into seclusion, I didn’t seem to have heard of anyone in Zhuangzi accepting a bride.

But now the sound sounds like a troupe has been invited.

Even if an ordinary villager gets married, at most they just find a few people to have fun with.

He frowned, took a few steps forward, and opened the door.

wow-

The dazzling sunlight rushed in all at once.

At the same time, the noise grew louder and louder.

Chen Yulou narrowed his eyes for a moment, then walked out with his hands behind his back as if nothing was wrong.

but.

Wait for him to leave for a moment.

Only to find out that it was not what I thought.

The inner city is still deserted and quiet, with only lanterns hanging on the trees by the lake, but the outer city is full of lights and colors.

In the distance, he even heard the sound of a troupe singing on stage.

"Master!"

"The shopkeeper's!"

"Always in charge."

As he walked along the way, clerks, dealers and servants greeted him respectfully from time to time.

Chen Yulou nodded casually in response.

Wait until he reaches the outer city.

Only then did I realize that almost all the dealers had gathered together.

A high platform rises from the ground.

The outside is surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside, and there is no water leakage.

There were even villagers from nearby villages who came to listen to the performance and join in the fun. They all stood on tiptoes, their faces full of joy and excitement, and they listened in rapt attention to the rhythm.

There is not much entertainment these days.

Plus the times are tough.

It’s rare to see a big show, so why would you miss it?

"Master."

Chen Yulou also stopped and listened for a moment.

It seems to be the traditional Hunan opera here.

Just when I was wondering whether it was the Pipa Record or the Moon Worship Record, a familiar voice suddenly came.

"Uncle Yu, what day is it today? It's so lively?"

Chen Yulou was not surprised when he saw it was Uncle Yu, he just pointed at the stage and asked.

"Sheri."

"The autumn harvest season is coming soon. Every year, Zhuangzi invites theaters from the county to perform on stage. This tradition has been continued since the old shopkeeper."

Although Uncle Yu was surprised that he asked this question.

But he still replied seriously.

On such a happy day, even his deeply wrinkled face could not help but reveal a faint smile.

"Oh, yes, look at my memory, I've been almost dizzy during this period."

Keenly aware of the flash of doubt in Uncle Yu's eyes.

Chen Yulou slapped his forehead and said helplessly.

Social Day.

I actually forgot about it.

This is not any solar term.

It is blended from the tradition of Spring Society and Autumn Festival.

Similar celebrations are held every year before spring planting and autumn harvest.

However, ordinary people in ordinary villages do not have extra spare money. At most, they can only have a good meal. The children set off firecrackers and light firecrackers for a simple fun.

Chenjiazhuang is different.

Several generations have carved out thousands of acres of fertile farmland here.

There are one to two hundred households renting farmland from the Chen family alone.

In addition, the old shopkeeper has always wanted the Chen family to slowly go down the road of passing down poems and books from generation to generation.

So we pay special attention to this.

Every year not only a theater troupe is invited, but the entire village is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. At night, dragon boats, lion dances and lanterns are also held, which is no less impressive than during the Chinese New Year.

See him remember it.

Uncle Yu also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not that he suspected anything.

I'm just worried that the young master will often lock himself in the building for several days, and he will fall into autism after a long time.

"Master, are you hungry?"

"I'll let the kitchen prepare the food."

Chen Yulou waved his hand, seeing that it was getting dark, and it would be okay to have dinner together then.

"Uncle Yu, what are the activities tonight?"

wow-

The words just came out of his mouth.

Suddenly, the singing seemed to have ended on the stage, and applause and cheers could be heard overwhelmingly.

Subsequently.