The Last Train to Hell

Master Lin and I looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

The paper man was indeed knocked over by me, but it was not dirty.

I had just changed my clothes before going out and took a cold shower, so it was impossible for it to be dirty.

"How can you talk like that, old man? I was just thinking that there was something fishy about the things in your shop."

I said unhappily. It's not my fault for my bad attitude, it's mainly because it's really annoying.

If it wasn't for accidentally touching the paper man, who would be willing to take the initiative to fiddle with it?

The old man was very angry, his eyes widened.

Only then did I see that the old man with half-open eyes actually had double pupils.

Since ancient times, double pupils have been a common occurrence, so this old man is indeed very important.

I remembered Master Lin's muttering just now, so I didn't dare to talk back.

"Look at the blood spot on the forehead of the paper man. Who would want it if you sell it to others? You must buy it."

The old man said confidently.

I don't think there is anything wrong with forcing me to buy the paper man.

It was indeed Master Lin and I who made it dirty.

It's only right to buy it, otherwise it will cause trouble to others.

More importantly, it can be seen from the old man's double pupils.

He is not an easy person to deal with.

"Don't be angry, senior. We will buy the paper figurines. I just don't know if there are any paper figurines that look like men to sell to the two of us."

Master Lin took the initiative to say before I spoke, and his good attitude surprised me.

Others don't know what his temper is, but I can know it.

Why did he suddenly agree so readily at this moment?

I didn't say anything, I wanted to hear what Master Lin would say, and I also wanted to see this weird old man.

Is he really an otherworldly master?

"Paper figurines, I have the most paper figurines here, the cheapest is five hundred, the most expensive is one thousand, no discounts or bargaining."

The old man had a sly smile on his face, and he looked like a profiteer.

I looked at the paper figurines again, wondering in my heart, is this thing so expensive?

After thinking about it, I felt that the old man was not joking. If it is not worth the price, it can't be sold.

Since I started working at the bus company, the old man has been running a funeral clothing store here, so he should be quite good at it.

"Uncle, I want to buy some paper money, where did you put it?"

When asking for help, my attitude is particularly good.

The old man turned around, and his eyes became half-closed and half-open again.

"Paper money? If you buy a paper man, I will give it to you. If you don't buy a paper man, I won't sell it!"

The old man laughed, and I was very nervous.

And what does it mean that he doesn't buy paper men and doesn't sell paper money to me?

I really want to turn around and leave.

I thought about the area again. I couldn't find any other place to sell these things, so I could only suppress my displeasure.

"Then how many paper men do you think I should buy?"

I said in a stiff tone, with a visible ugliness on my face.

The owner of the car just gave me 2,000 yuan for mental damages, and I still have 200 yuan in my pocket.

It's impossible to spend it all.

It's not that I don't want to spend money.

I have been a child from a poor family since I was young, and I haven't saved up the down payment for buying a house yet.

In my hometown, I bought a few paper figures and a lot of paper money, and the most expensive one was only three or four hundred yuan.

The old man asked for a thousand yuan, and I really couldn't accept it.

At the beginning, I was brave enough to take the job of the last bus of No. 14 for the subsidy of one thousand yuan.

It can be seen from this how much I need money.

"Boy? Some money is not necessarily a good thing. I will sell you three paper figures and paper money, and give me two thousand in total."

The old man stretched out his finger and gestured to me.

The smile on his face looked more and more weird.

I also want to use the two thousand yuan I just received to eat something good.

And fill the hole in Feimiaosen City yesterday, and spend all the money saved this month.

I took out the two thousand yuan with great pain, and when I handed it to the old man, I was so reluctant, so reluctant.

After seeing the money, the old man was no longer half-dead.

In a flash, he snatched the banknotes from my hand.

Holding a pile of colorful paper money and a particularly heavy pile of yellow paper, with a paper man on his back.

I guess the brightest guys on the street must be me and Master Lin.

Master Lin was also very angry, and he almost crushed my paper man to death just now.

Now I am nestling in his arms.

I am older than this old guy, but I must still be a virgin.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have a female paper man in my arms, and I don’t know where to put my hands.

I felt relieved when I saw Master Lin in such a mess.

The resentment of being blackmailed for two thousand yuan was diluted a lot.

Finally, I returned home and unloaded the burden on my shoulders, not to mention anything else.

Just that pile of yellow paper almost exhausted me to death.

I doubted very much that the old man insisted on me buying a pile of yellow paper, was he making fun of me.

Master Lin looked at the colorful and huge amount of paper money in my hand and curled his lips for a long time.

Always looks like he wants to say something but stops talking.

I was confused and started to wonder if there was something wrong with the paper money.

"Master, what's wrong with the paper money?"

I don't know what Master Lin was thinking. He was shocked by me.

Then he hurriedly said, "Nothing, the paper money is printed very well, and the workmanship is really fine."

I nodded. Great minds think alike. I think so too.

These paper money are totally out of place with the old man's shabby funeral clothing store.

"It's really good, but I didn't expect that he also has a cellar."

When the old man opened the cellar just now, I was stunned.

I wanted to go down with him, but Master Lin stopped him. When he came up, the old man was carrying a lot of things.

He didn't look tired, and he was still strong.

"It's just these paper figures. What do you think we can do with them?"

I looked at the paper figures with a frown, and I was very worried.

This thing can't be kept at home. It looks scary.

I was a little reluctant to burn it for the driver.

After all, it's two thousand yuan.

"Find a place to burn it later and see what this old man can do. If you are lucky and don't go to the spirit world, you can solve the things behind you."

Master Lin vowed that if the old man's paper figures are so powerful, then my two thousand yuan will not be wasted.

But why didn't Master Lin mention it yesterday?

Maybe the confusion on my face was too obvious, so Master Lin couldn't pretend not to see it.

"There are only a few old craftsmen who can make paper spirits. This time I was lucky to meet one. If I'm unlucky, it would be useless even if you searched all over the world."

I can see that Master Lin is telling the truth.

The paper figures made by the old man are more and more realistic the more you look at them.

Even the facial features are lifelike.

I have no doubt that if I open my eyes in the middle of the night and see this thing, I will be scared to death.