I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

A new setting has been introduced this time, this world looks a bit special.

Now only the wasteland has roughly explained the origin, and other worlds have not yet figured it out. It would be great if this movie could clarify the origin and composition of the current world.

I don't even have a name. I strongly suspect that Lu Jian will bring all the stories to this world before it ends.

In fact, the waste capital has the most information. If you can go to the waste capital and play the script of the flower of glass, you will know. The scenery in it is not a decoration, and the books are all readable.

Damn, then I also want to be able to play in the draw, it’s been so long, I still haven’t drawn

I heard that an old man who cuts paper in a movie recently appeared in Panjiayuan. He cut a bunch of paper butterflies and then disappeared into a paper man. Could this be Lu Yian’s early publicity again? Looking for a magician? to do things

Very likely, I will go to Panjiayuan after get off work tonight

Writer Liu Huajian looks away from the screen.

He is a "Lu Scholar".

He has created many fans based on the worldview of Landing Kidney. In some non-profit blogs, his fanfiction has been sought after by many people, and he is called "Madam".

He lives in Yannan, and he has heard about Panjiayuan before.

After get off work today, he was going to see if the paper cutter was real or not.

===589. Substitute===

After get off work, Liu Huajian called home and said that he would come back later so that his wife and children would not have to wait for him for dinner.

He drove to the vicinity of Panjiayuan, and the antique market was still crowded in the evening, not sure if it was because of the paper butterfly or something else.

Liu Huajian walked into the antique market, turned around, and soon saw an old man.

The old man was wearing sunglasses, sitting quietly in the corner, showing a bit of a strange feeling in the shadow of the setting sun.

His skin was unnaturally pale, as if he had applied too much foundation.

Only the cheeks are quite rosy, and the ruddyness is unnatural, too bright red.

Coupled with the small hat and the long gown and mandarin jacket, Liu Huajian had a strong feeling that if the old man's sunglasses were taken off, he would probably have hollow eyes like paper dolls.

Tourists around came and went in an endless stream, but no one stayed opposite the booth.

People seem to ignore the old man.

Should not be ah.

Liu Huajian watched the video on the Internet, and he was sure that although the makeup was a bit different, it was the old man.

How could other people not recognize it?

Not to mention, there were also some young people who were fans of Lu Jian's movies at first glance, and they came to look for the old man. They all walked past the old man several times, but they didn't take a look in the corner.

Liu Huajian felt strange.

But he didn't care too much, he walked quickly to the old man while it was still daylight.

"Sir."

Liu Huajian said hello.

The old man didn't respond at first, until Liu Huajian approached again and yelled, which made the owner of the booth next door take a strange look.

The old man finally moved.

His head turned slightly.

It wasn't a natural twist of the neck, it was more like a mechanical, artificial way of turning.

"Old man, I heard that you are very good at paper-cutting."

Seeing this, Liu Huajian said again.

"It's just a little trick."

The old man spoke, his voice was hoarse and dry, like dry paper rubbing against each other.

"I've seen the trailer of Jiuliu, old man, are you the descendant of Jiuliu?"

Liu Huajian asked again.

"Hehe, it's all trivial things."

The old man smiled.

His smile was also stiff, like it was painted on.

The sound of cicadas chirping suddenly sounded, abrupt and noisy.

There shouldn't be Xia Chan in this season. When Liu Huajian thought about it, he found that the surroundings became much quieter.

"Little brother, if you can see me directly, it means that you have been severely corroded."

The old man suddenly said amidst the noisy cicadas.

"erosion?"

Liu Huajian didn't know why.

"It's better for ordinary people not to see me. People with serious erosion can see things that ordinary people can't see, and those things will definitely make people crazy."

The old man smiled and picked up the scissors and paper at the same time.

He cut it patiently, even though his head never looked down at his hands, the paper was quickly cut into a human shape.

"It's fate for you to see me. I'll give you this thing. If you take it with you, it should be able to withstand a disaster."

The old man handed the things to Liu Huajian without hindrance, just like a person with normal vision.

"what is this?"

Liu Huajian looked carefully at the paper figurine in his hand. Although it was made of paper, it had facial features and was lifelike. It was somewhat similar to himself. He touched his face subconsciously, and then looked at the old man. The front of the sunglasses swayed.

"Paper figurines as substitutes. In the past, Taoism would use paper figurines as a substitute to ward off disasters, but don't rely on it too much, or you might end up like me."

The old man explained.

"Same as you?"

Liu Huajian didn't understand.

"Okay, it's getting dark, I should go, remember, take the paper man with you."

The old man waved his hand.

Liu Huajian glanced at the paper figurine again, raised his head again, and found that the booth was empty, as if no one had ever been there.

"???"

Liu Huajian felt a little unbelievable. He found that the surrounding sky was almost completely dark. When he came to the booth next door, he asked the boss who was packing up.

"Boss, where did the old man over here go?"

Hearing Liu Huajian's question, the boss who looked at Liu Huajian with strange eyes just now frowned.

"It's been empty there for several days. There used to be a blind man who set up a stall there. A lot of people came a while ago, but he never showed up again. Maybe he went home sick."

"what?"

Liu Huajian rubbed his eyes and looked at the booth.

Suddenly, a chill rose from his back, and goosebumps appeared on the skin on the back of his hands. Liu Huajian hurriedly left Panjiayuan and returned to the car.

Only then did he realize that he was tightly holding the paper figurine in his hand.

"Wow!"

Liu Huajian threw the paper figurine away in a panic.

Looking at the paper man, he calmed down, picked it up, and put it in the glove box of the car.

After starting the car, Liu Huajian was in a cold sweat.

"There's no one there, who am I talking to?"

"The old man said that I have a disaster, is this true or false?"

"Did I see a ghost? Jiuliu shoots all ghost stories?"

"No, that was all decades ago. Wait, so this old man has lived from decades ago to now?"

There are thousands of thoughts in his mind.

Suddenly, in front of Liu Huajian, an electric car accelerated for some reason, rushing towards him as if the brake had been turned into an accelerator.

Liu Huajian didn't have time to dodge, seeing that the car was about to collide head-on with him.

bang——

However, that car suddenly skidded just as it was about to hit Liu Huajian's car, just brushed past his car, and hit a tree trunk in the isolation zone.

Everything happened in an instant, and Liu Huajian hadn't even reacted yet.

Only then did his heart start beating wildly, and a sense of loss of strength after a catastrophe swept over him.

When Liu Huajian saw the deformed electric car, the driver opened the door and climbed out, muttering words of retaliation against society such as "You all die to me" and "Kill you all", Liu Huajian didn't dare to open the door .

It wasn't until someone called the police and the traffic police arrived and subdued the driver who was trying to attack passers-by that Liu Huajian breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, he thought of the paper man that the old man gave him.

Opening the glove box, Liu Huajian took out the paper man, his eyes widened.

The paper figurine's body had been broken in two, as if it had been roughly torn apart by someone, and Liu Huajian clearly remembered that it was still intact when he just put it in, and it shouldn't be so damaged.

"Could it be true what he said, that I was really eroded by something?"

Liu Huajian thought of the books he had studied in the abandoned capital, and some basic information about foreign lands that he had discussed with others.

One of the most important ones is that knowledge will bring pollution!

Going out to do errands during the day, today's Jiageng will touch it first

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