I Have Died Long Ago, Poor Because No One Burns Paper?

Obviously a good young man.

On the back, there is a golden dragon tattoo.

Yang Shou was very helpless and dared not speak out.

He didn't know what was going on with their whole world.

But at least know that an existence like him is definitely an anomaly.

The same is true of Tianlong behind.

With a dragon chant, the paper figurines Yang Mi and Reba fainted from fright.

"Really, I thought the two of them were very strong."

"It turns out that I am not as good as I am now."

Looking at the two beauties beside him, Yang Shou lost a lot of scruples.

If something goes wrong, he can be considered to have the ability to protect himself.

Dawei Tianlong, Daluo spells.

Taishang curses and talismans.

The art of vajra transformation.

And this is just the beginning.

Who knows what that eccentric Zhao Maimai will burn for him.

Everything can come true.

He will get stronger and stronger.

In addition, he still remembered that Zhao Maimai mentioned that weirdness was about to descend on Blue Star.

He must be weird too.

Perhaps at that time, it will also appear in the real real world.

You can meet the bodies of Yang Mi and Reba.

You can also meet Zhao Maimai.

"My memories are only of the afterlife."

"I don't even remember why I died."

"I need to ask Zhao Maimai face to face what happened when I died."

"And why, it will appear in the Ping An District."

Open the curtains and look at the whole neighborhood.

His gaze passed over the buildings again, and he looked at the urban buildings farther away.

After possessing the power of scriptures, Yang Shou can already see the illusion of this world.

The whole world seems to depend on Ping An Community.

Countless human beings seem to have their own personalities, but in essence they are just illusory images, like actors playing their own roles, living a mechanical life.

Only the Ping An Community and nearby residents have real entities.

Or rather, have real corpses.

But they died a long time ago, but they didn't have the weird hostility in the rumors. Instead, they lived carefree like normal people.

There is never strife.

There is never such a thing as a natural or man-made disaster.

Ping'an Community is like a man-made paradise, only laughter and happiness.

Yang Shou doesn't know who created this place, but it must be a very scary existence.

Without figuring out what was going on, he dared not reveal his secret.

However, you can't really pretend that you don't know anything.

He wanted to find out the truth about the neighborhood.

"I'm going out to visit Wang Aunt."

"You two, who can cook? Wait for me to come back to eat."

Yang Shou doesn't care whether they are celebrities or not, since they are paper maids, they have to work honestly.

But Yang Mi and Reba looked at each other, and then looked over with innocent faces.

"None of us know how to cook."

Yang Shou: "..."

When I was single, I ate instant noodles every day.

Now the two girlfriends have to eat this.

It's a bit miserable.

If the dream can be fulfilled, the first thing to do is to ask Zhao Maimai to burn a few paper figurine chefs over.

"Forget it, then you can order takeaway."

"Use the cash under the bed as you please."

Waving his hand feebly, Yang Shou left the house.

Walking through the deep corridor, I feel inexplicably nervous.

Trying to calm down his breathing, he knocked on the door of Wang Aunt's house.

"Wow woof!"

Little Teddy's dog barked first.

Then Wang Aunt asked loudly:

"Who is it?"

"Aunt, I, Xiao Yang."

"Xiao Yang, it's just in time. Aunt just made broth today, so it's cheap for you." Aunt Wang opened the door, smiling, and a strange smell of meat came from the room behind her and entered. Yang Shou's nasal cavity seemed to penetrate into Yang Shou's chest cavity.

The strong fragrance seems to be the baby poppy planted by the devil, tempting the world to taste it.

Yang Shou, who usually spends a lot of time here, looks calm, but his heart beats suddenly faster.

"Wang Aunt, what kind of meat do you stew, so delicious?"

Wang Aunt glared at him, and said angrily:

"What kind of meat can it be? Could it be human flesh?"

"Can't you smell the ribs?"

"Come in quickly, otherwise the smell will waft out, and the old Zhao next door will definitely be greeted. This pot of ribs is not enough for him to eat alone."

Yang Shou closed the door and entered the room with a smile.

"Come on, boy, come here."

Wang Aunt went back to work in the kitchen.

Yang Shou didn't follow, but squatted down and called the teddy.

The little dog that flew up to him when it saw him before didn't know what was going on today. After looking at him for a long time, it hesitated and moved in step by step.

Is it related to Tianlong tattoo?

Yang Shou guessed, reached out and stroked Teddy's dog's head.

The hair is fluffy, and the small head is round and warm.

At this time, Teddy gently twisted his neck, and leaned against Yang Shou's palm, looking very enjoying it, just like a normal puppy.

It was as if yesterday's weird 180-degree turn of the head was just an illusion.

But Yang Shou is sure, that is what he saw with his own eyes.

Slowly exert force with the palm, trying to twist the puppy's head.

Turn left, twist right.

No matter how hard it was in any direction, there was no problem with Teddy's neck.

"It seems that under normal circumstances, there will be no abnormalities."

Yang Shou squatted on the ground and meditated.

"What are you doing?"

Wang Aunt's voice suddenly remembered.

Yang Shou looked up, and saw that at some point, Wang Aunt walked out of the kitchen silently with a soup pot filled with meaty smell, and was standing by the dining table, looking at him with doubtful eyes.

"I……"

Feeling nervous, the palm of Teddy's head suddenly exerted force.

click.

It was the sound of bones breaking.

The puppy's body is still standing in place.

But his head was lifted by Yang Shou, and he was staring at Yang Shou with his swarthy eyes.

"Wow!"