Strange news about the little paper man

Old man Fang raised his head when he heard the sound, and it was Old Liu who ran a grocery store next door.This person is his chess friend, and the two often play together. Lao Liu sometimes introduces some strange things for him to solve, and the reward is to take whatever is in the store.For a poor and stingy person like old man Fang, a dozen of such friends are needed.

There was also a man who came in with Lao Liu, middle-aged and bald, with a pale face and a panicked expression.This person is the administrator Old Tang who just resigned.

After resigning from the museum, Lao Tang's mental state became worse and worse.I always feel that there are eyes peeping in the dark, and there is no sense of security in doing anything.After falling asleep, I dimly felt a girl falling into a dream, and the two young girls cried and begged him to save themselves.

At the beginning, Old Tang thought that he was overly frightened, thinking too much during the day and causing mental stress.Over time, the various symptoms did not improve, but affected life more and more.Old Tang was afraid that he had collided with something, so he asked someone to find Lao Li, and asked Old Man Fang to help him take a look.

Old man Fang signaled Old Tang to come forward, first to look at his complexion, then opened his eyelids.

"It's very clean and hasn't caused any evil spirits," old man Fang patted Old Tang on the shoulder, and comforted him, "What you encountered wasn't dirty, it might look like a spirit. Don't be afraid, these things are innocent and harmless of."

"Try to think as little as possible when you go back, and I'll open a peace talisman for you and put it under the pillow."

"Is this all right? What about the two little girls?" Old Tang asked with some concern.

"You don't have to worry about that," Old Liu said hello to his neighbors, and left with his arms around Old Tang, "I will take care of the rest."

Old man Fang didn't want to deal with these matters. The apprentices either ran away or were sent out to do errands by him. I was so lazy that I really didn't want to go out.

The old man's eyeballs rolled around, and finally stayed in the next room.A few days ago, two people came to visit, and they came here at the appointment of Fang Zheng and Fang Zhan, but the two children were not there.Old man Fang had many houses, so he let them stay and play for a few days.

Seeing that the sky was a bit dark, the two of them were probably going to come back for dinner.Old man Fang made up his mind to live for so long for nothing, so it's not too much to order them to do some work.

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Monday is the public holiday of the museum. At this time, there is silence in the Zhong Baihe Collection Museum.

Turn off the power and turn off the lights, the room is dark, but in Ji Mingyuan's eyes, there are many small blue light spots, shining brightly.He counted the number, 28, either bright or dark, are all the souls of dolls.

"I can see the pure spots of light on the puppet, which should mean that it has a spirit," Ji Mingyuan analyzed what he saw. "Most of them are not high-level, and there are three with brighter light, which should be the leader."

Li Mobai agreed with his judgment and continued to guide: "Can you find any abnormalities?"

The atmosphere in the exhibition room is very clean, there is no evil, filth, or stranger.Ji Mingyuan closed his eyes, trying to judge from the perspective of ordinary people.

This is a big scene, the village surrounded by mountains is hidden in the dense forest, showing the whole picture of tribal life.On the square, the celebration was being held, and the priests lit the holy fire on the high platform to worship the heaven and the earth.The young and strong formed a long team, singing and dancing to send off the princess.Walking along the holy road, the outline of the temple is looming.This is the tallest building in the entire city, with nine stories of pavilions on all sides, majestic and majestic.

The attic on the top floor is decorated with water-shaped runes, and the windows on all sides are open, only covered by bamboo curtains, but the interior is faintly transparent.Ji Mingyuan's eyes were fixed on the attic, and he couldn't move away. This place seemed to have magic power, which attracted him to take a closer look inside.

"Little Bai, give me a kiss." He said.

The little paper figurine was very obedient, clasped Ji Mingyuan's shoulders with both hands, and offered a soft kiss.

The warm touch was clear and attractive, Ji Mingyuan traced back to the source, and kissed back stickily.Shensi left from the attic, and Ji Mingyuan's gaze at the moment could only accommodate the wet eyes of the little paper man.

so close!I was almost sucked in, and fell into the path of these little things.

The two of them got bored with excuses for a long time, and finally got down to business.

Li Mobai didn't let go of his hand, he was still swinging on the other side's neck, and asked sweetly, "What did brother see?"

"The attic is weird," Ji Mingyuan dragged on the little paper figurine's buttocks, and replied in a gentle voice, "Also, there are fewer people in this scene."

Li Mobai: "Who is missing?"

Ji Mingyuan scratched under the little paper figurine's chin and motioned him to look at the altar: "Did you see the priest for such a large-scale celebration?"

"No." Li Mobai shook his head, and signaled Ji Mingyuan to continue with his expectant eyes.

"No one in the entire tribe is wearing priestly clothes. You can see that the eight people on the altar are all dressed in the same standard. They are obviously assistants, but the chief priest did not appear." Ji Mingyuan explained, "It can be observed in the field There are 28 elves, three of which are relatively high-level, and the priests are not included."

"Assuming that the existence of the priest is inevitable, does it mean that he is hidden? Can we infer that under the model of this creature, there is a space that cannot be seen by the sky eye. Or maybe the priest is not the only one who disappeared? ?”

Li Mobai listened to Ji Mingyuan's reasoning with great interest, he did nothing and completely handed over the home court to him.

Ji Mingyuan saw this expression of wholehearted trust, and felt very comfortable in his heart.He hugged the little paper figurine, knelt down beside the temple, and put the other person on his lap.

Then he pushed aside the floating soil and lifted out the unsealed coffin.The crystal coffin was empty, and the princess had disappeared.

"Hey!" The little paper figurine exclaimed in cooperation.

Ji Mingyuan put the coffin back in place, coaxed the villain in his arms and asked, "I'll do a trick for you, do you want to see it?"

Li Mobai nodded.

Ji Mingyuan rubbed the little paper figurine's neck, brought his big face closer, and asked, "Kiss!"

Li Mobai did as he did, and even gave him a bite on his chin.

Ji Mingyuan got the benefit and started to work.I saw him shoveling a handful of soil, buried the crystal coffin, and then dug it up again, and there was a woman lying inside.

The woman seemed to be an adult, with her body supporting the coffin, obviously not the 13-year-old princess.She was wearing a red dress that is common nowadays, with her hands folded in front of her chest, she was sleeping in the coffin, her brows were tightly wrinkled.

"Zheng Lening?" Li Mobai asked.

"It should be her," Ji Mingyuan said, and then asked jokingly, "Xiaobai guess, if I plant the coffin back now, can I reap a Sun Xinxin?"

the answer is negative.

When the two of them lifted the miniature coffin out again, it was empty inside, and there was no sign of a person at all.

Ji Mingyuan placed the reduced version of Zheng Lening flat in front of the temple gate, then put the crystal coffin back into the tomb, and said to Li Mobai: "Look at her, I'll go down and have a look."

The little paper figurine waved a golden light, put a protective shield on Zheng Lening's body, and followed Ji Mingyuan into the coffin.

The two broke out of the coffin again, their positions remained unchanged, but the environment changed drastically.The prosperous temple in the past is now dilapidated and barren, and the crystal coffin has become a cracked thin-skinned coffin.There was silence and no human habitation.

"The Mengya people are a small tribe that lived in the deep mountains in the southwest in the early years. The whole village was built against the mountains and next to the water source. It is a rare oasis in the barren land in the northwest." Ji Mingyuan explained to the little paper figurine while checking the terrain. Dao: "There are not many existing written records. Judging from the only historical materials, the tribe's most prosperous period was only a few thousand people. They have their own language, no words, and like to use exquisite scene models to describe major events."

"The original 'God Sacrifice' has long been lost, and what is displayed in the museum is an imitation made by Mr. Zhong according to the descriptions in ancient books and murals. Xiaobai, do you think this model looks so delicate on the outside, why do we go deep into it ourselves? But you can only feel broken?"

Li Mobai didn't answer, but asked with a smile, "Why isn't my brother being a secret?"

"Just take it when you see it," Ji Mingyuan said, "If I let you keep it up, I will almost forget my last name."

"My surname is Li, Li Hua!"

"That's not bad, I really miss those days when I was a child."

"When this matter is resolved, I will accompany my brother home. You haven't seen Xiao Lei in these years."

"Okay," said Ji Ming, a distant relative of the little paper figurine, "Right now, let's talk about the model first. I have a feeling that this is not a collection museum at all, and the real model is under our feet."

The Mengya people believe that all things have animism, that the vegetation in the mountains will live for a long time, and it will last forever with the sky.However, human beings are born with spirits, and their souls dissipate after death.In order to last forever, they poured the souls of the people after death on the utensils, and accordingly produced puppet art.

Dolls cannot be made casually, it is a sacred and mysterious technique.There is a custom among the Mengya people. If a pure girl who has reached the age of 12 in the tribe has an ankle circumference exactly equal to the distance from the tip of the leaf of the Mengya sacred tree to the root, she will be elected as a princess.If the girl who is conferred the title of princess dies naturally within the month, she will be chosen by the gods.At this time, a grand ceremony will be held in the tribe, and the scenes of the ceremony will be made into miniature models to be buried with the princess.

At this time, all those who participated in the ceremony, regardless of their status, will get a doll.These dolls had no facial features at first, and the priests would carve facial details on the corresponding dolls only after the owner passed away.

The two of Ji and Li walked along the corridor in front of the temple to the square used for offering sacrifices.This site is very large, surrounded by water on three sides, and backed by the altar.At this time, the river had already dried up, and most of the altar had collapsed.

The two followed the traces of the road and walked in the direction of the settlement in the northwest, and they found the remains of the dwellings.

Ji Mingyuan leaned over and pulled up a weed, bit it in his mouth and chewed it a few times: "It's bland, without the slightest taste of plants. It looks realistic, but after all, it's a layer away from reality."

"To be able to achieve this level and update it in real time as the real environment changes, is considered a bit of a skill."

The author has something to say: There is no small theater today, because the protagonist is arrogant...