Live Broadcast Enters Into Science, And The Evil Soldiers Take Advantage Of It At The Beginning?

[Brother Jiang, are you serious? Really made of paper? 】

[Damn it, when did you learn this skill?]

[You haven’t gone far into science, but metaphysics has gone further and further]

[It feels so evil and scary]

[It’s not necessary, is it really tough? 】

【There are not many materials available】

[Brother Jiang, don’t do bad things with good intentions, people may not believe you]

[That’s right, alas, but I still respect Brother Jiang’s choice]

[Brother Jiang is so kind! 】

Jiang Yuan was not suffering from a heart attack.

But he kind of wanted to try his skills as a papermaker.

With this thought, he left the Li family.

Wang Erma's family in the east of the village happened to be doing paper-making and funeral work.

Jiang Yuan inquired about it and prepared to buy some materials.

There was a knock on the door in the middle of the night,

Wang Erma was in a somewhat unhappy mood, wearing slippers, but her tone was still good.

After all, his family does funerals. Sometimes when an old man dies, it doesn't matter the time.

Whenever he dies, come to him anytime.

The working hours in this business are not very fixed.

"What do you want from me in the middle of the night?"

"I want to buy some paper-making stuff from you."

Wang Erma frowned when he saw that Jiang Yuan's face was very strange, "Where did you come from?"

How evil is it to buy paper towels in the middle of the night?

It's not a funeral.

"The young man from the Li family got hit by a car, and he's going to be a scapegoat."

He said this,

Wang Erma calmed down and looked at Jiang Yuan, he was alive.

This puts me at ease.

"Come in."

The yard is quite large, and there are all things used for funerals, including boys and girls, a spiritual house, and a beautiful half-built carriage.

The brand is still BMW.

For Jiang Yuan, although his skills are not good enough and a bit rough,

But it is enough for funerals.

The camera deliberately showed a close-up of the boys and girls without painted eyes.

In the paper-tying industry, a man is red and a woman is green, so this color is particularly eye-catching at night.

[Oh my god, it’s so spooky]

[Don’t take pictures of this, I’m scared]

[There are a lot of paper-making things in this house, professional paper-making people]

[There is nothing to be afraid of. In the first half of the year, my mother dreamed that my grandmother was crying and said that she was not good at work because she was old, so she quickly ordered a few dolls and burned them to serve my grandmother]

[Is this thing real or fake? it works? 】

[I would rather believe that it exists than believe that it does not exist]

The number of people in the live broadcast room has reached more than 4 million.

I thought the popularity tonight would be very low.

It was Jiang Yuan who made the mistake unexpectedly.

Many people have never seen the superstitious ways in the countryside, so they are particularly interested, and the things in the countryside are even more frightening.

What's more, his popularity is already very high.

"Then Li Bei, didn't you say you boiled the talisman water and ate it? It didn't work?"

Wang Erma said as he went to sort out the materials.

"I'm trying to tie paper figures in the middle of the night, but I can't do it well. Why don't we just try a ready-made one?"

When Jiang Yuan heard this, he knew that he had misunderstood, "My consciousness is that I will do the pricking and use your materials."

Wang Erma woke up from her drowsiness, "Are you really telling a lie?"

"You seem to be from the city, right? Can you tie paper?"

"I'm telling you, young man, this business isn't that easy."

Jiang Yuan smiled, "I haven't pierced it before, so I'll give it a try."

"Try?" Wang Erma was speechless, "You look like your balls are hurting, right?"

"Chengchengcheng, just go ahead and pierce it. It's not worth much. Just give me twenty as a cost."

"Don't break my things. They cost hundreds of dollars each. I'll go take a nap."

Jiang Yuan sat in the middle of the main room.

The paper-making techniques in his mind are very rich, including paper-making, pasting, paper-cutting, clay sculpture, and painting, all of which seem to be engraved in his mind.

The hands also seemed to have been pricked countless times.

I picked up a bamboo strip and started working on it.

[I cried to death, he seemed to be playing for real]

【Bullshit】

[This is called having too many skills but not being overwhelmed? 】

[Didn’t Brother Jiang work in the factory making screws before? Have you learned this yet? 】

【Who knows?】

The audience looked at Jiang Yuan's actions with great curiosity.

This technique is not like making paper tie for the first time.

Just like a master.

Half an hour passed.

Jiangyuan's paper-making figures have already been erected.

He went to get the chicken blood and started coloring the paper figurine. The male color was red, which happened to be the color of chicken blood.

Another half hour passed.

He wrote Li Bei's birthday and name on the back of the paper figure. He also saw it at Li's house, so he just wrote it down.

The audience were all dumbfounded.

It's so lifelike!

Especially if they are too similar, it will make everyone feel more intrusive and scary.

[I feel like this thing is alive]

[I feel the same way. It would be unimaginable to draw eyes.]

[It’s true that people cannot be judged by their appearance. Who would have thought that an Internet celebrity with millions of fans could be a professional in paper-making? 】

[This paper man is staring at the camera, so scary]

[Are you afraid that it will come to your house upstairs? 】

Jiang Yuan was also a little tired.

The last step is to press the copper coins in your mouth.

However, he did not have any copper coins in his hand, and it was not easy to rummage around in other people's homes.

I had no choice but to wake up Wang Erma again.

"Oh, what's wrong? Can't you do it? You want to wake me up?"

Wang Erma came out of the room impatiently. At this glance, her steps froze at the threshold.

He stared hard at the paper man in the main room.

The skin is pale, but the cheeks are rosy, and the eyes are curved, looking like they are smiling.

The corners of his mouth were also raised, and his hands dropped in front of him.

The clothes are all bright red,

It's simply... almost 90% similar to Li Bei!

The paper figurine that I made by myself is just a shape, and it looks like a dead thing at first glance.

And Jiang Yuan looks lifelike, as if he is alive!

The cold sweat flowed directly from his forehead.

"Brother, where are you from?"

"Are you sure you are setting up a scapegoat for him and not some evil thing?"

"I have no grievances against you. I am an honest person, so don't mess with me..."

At this time, he was even thinking about how someone could come to tie paper in the middle of the night.

This...maybe something weird.

Isn't he in big trouble?

"Do you have any copper coins?" Jiang Yuan wiped the blood on his hands with a tissue, "I want a copper coin."

"I have to rush back to Li's house. Should I give you cash or scan the QR code?"

"No, no need."

"We are all colleagues, talking about money hurts feelings!"

In this situation, not to mention one copper coin, one hundred Wang Erma must be taken out.

He quickly went to get a copper coin for Jiang Yuan, and his tone became humble, "Brother, are you okay with this?"

"If that doesn't work, I have something else."

Jiang Yuan glanced at him in confusion.

"enough."

"Then if you don't want money, I won't be polite and leave?"

"Let's go, let's go." Wang Erma smiled stiffly and rubbed his hands frantically, "Brother, take this thing away quickly."

Jiang Yuan always felt that this person seemed to be very scared, which was quite strange.