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"Look at your temperament. Why do you worry so much when you know so much?"

"Hey, do you really take yourself seriously? Who are you trying to scare, you lowlife? Why are you being so fierce to me? Do you think I'm deaf?" Debbie stared at Long Batian with eyes as if they were blazing with fire. "I am your boss, and you are just my little follower. Remember who is the boss!"

"Okay, I'm leaving now!" Long Batian said and turned to leave. He really couldn't figure out what was wrong with Debbie. She started to bring up old grudges again.

"Stop right there! If you dare to leave, don't come back again!" Debbie shouted angrily at the figure that was getting farther and farther away, but she never expected that Long Batian actually left without looking back!

"Hey! Come back here! If you don't come back, I will...I will use a life curse on you!" Debbie's warning forced Long Batian to stop.

"Let's go in quickly! I'm almost exhausted!" A gleam of doubt flashed in Long Batian's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant where Debbie couldn't see and changed the subject.

"Hmph!" Debbie snorted coldly, then walked straight into the manor.

As soon as he stepped through the door, Debbie ran out with a pale face, grabbed Long Batian and rushed out.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Why did your face become as white as paper?" Long Batian asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Look for yourself!" Debbie's panic was definitely not fake, so Long Batian had no choice but to walk into the manor. Some were doing laundry, some were drying quilts, and some were working the land. It didn't look unusual, except that all these people were made of paper. To be more precise, they were paper figures, and each one was lifelike.

After coming out, Long Batian patted Debbie on the shoulder and said, "There are only paper figures here! There are no ghosts at all!"

Before Debbie could come to her senses, a loud "bang" scared her and she screamed, and hid tightly in Long Batian's arms.

"Night has fallen, please close the doors and windows, and be careful with candles!"

"Night has fallen, please close the doors and windows, and be careful with candles!"

"Night has fallen, please close the doors and windows, and be careful with candles!"

.......

"It turns out to be the night watchman!" Long Batian explained to Debbie. From a distance, they saw a man who looked like a farmer, holding a copper hammer and a bronze drum, beating them as he walked.

"Why don't you go and ask for directions? No, no, no! Let's go together! Otherwise you'll be scared!" Debbie was already frightened out of her wits by this weird village. She spoke in a trembling voice, and insisted on putting her fear on Long Batian.

Long Batian nodded and stepped forward to block the night watchman's way.

"Hello!" Long Batian greeted politely. At this time, Debbie found that the man's face seemed a little blurry.

The night watchman seemed to have not seen Long Batian and Debbie at all, and passed through their bodies directly, gradually fading away with the sound of the night watchman. Debbie looked at the night watchman's back as he left, and felt a chill on her back.

"What on earth was that just now?"

"It has no entity! It's either a monster or a ghost!" Long Batian shook his head as he looked at the night watchman's back as he left.

"So what should we do next?"

"Let's go to the manor and take a look first!" Long Batian pointed at the manor and sighed helplessly. As the supreme being of the Ten Heavens and Nine Earths and countless planes, he had encountered countless strange events. However, Debbie's experience was nothing compared to his, and fear was human nature.

The two walked into the manor, and what came into view was a spacious courtyard and a dark rice field in the distance.

The people here are all busy with their own things, and of course they are all paper figures.