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Chapter 91: You name a price to redeem your paper figurine
Lu Yue was a little surprised. He thought he would meet the kind of villain who couldn't stand losing and would get angry and follow him to capture both the person and the goods. He didn't expect the reality to be like this.

The grown man was crying.

As a result, Lu Yue didn't even have the energy to fight back.

"My family has been a single-son family for eight generations. I was brought up by my grandfather since I was a child. I am weak and sickly. That paper figurine was made by my grandfather himself. It is my daughter-in-law, and it was made to change my fate..."

Lu Yue took a breath of cold air.

This is using his own wife to make a nest! ! ! !

"Stop crying and get up and talk."

"Brother, if you don't agree to me, I won't get up."

"Then you should continue to kneel and cry."

Lu Yue ignored the other party and turned to walk towards the lake.

The kneeling paper-folding craftsman was stunned, and quickly wiped his tears, stood up and followed.

More than ten minutes later, Lu Yue hurriedly arrived at a ferry crossing at Tianyue Lake. Because of what happened yesterday, the ferry crossing had been suspended and there was no sign of a boat.

Looking ahead, a faint red mist was rising slowly like a ghost over the lake in the distance. The red mist was so strange that even with Lu Yue's current eyesight he could not see through it.

Not only that, Lu Yue also discovered that there were many figures flashing by on the shore, all of them were extraordinary people. It seemed that Lu Yue was not the only one who wanted to scout the area in advance.

At this moment, Lu Yue's nostrils flared and he smelled an unusual smell, which was somewhat like the smell of blood, and it came from the lake.

"Another one died. He overestimated his own abilities." A whisper from a transcendent came into his ear.

Lu Yue focused his eyes and saw a dead body floating on the lake.

"It's not that easy to get into the ruins. It's obvious that a recently awakened transcendent thought he could get in on his own, but ended up dying in the lake."

"That's right. If it was really easy to get in, the officials wouldn't have issued tickets some time ago. Unfortunately, the number of tickets was limited, so I didn't get one."

"This lake is too dangerous..."

"..."

Some extraordinary people found that the water route was blocked and began to look for other routes.

Lu Yue mingled on the shore and learned some information from these people. Out of curiosity, he slowly approached the lake to see if there was any danger in it.

"Be careful, don't get close to the lake, it's dangerous there." The anxious and concerned voice of the paper-folding craftsman came from behind.

"What danger?" Lu Yue's heart was slightly moved.

It seems that this paper-folding craftsman knows a lot of inside information.

Seeing that Lu Yue was willing to talk, the paper-folding craftsman hurried over.

"You should know that when relics invade the real world, collisions and overlaps occur, forming wormholes, right?"

Lu Yue nodded, this was not a secret.

"But in fact, when the ruins completely descend into the real world and stabilize, a special wormhole will be formed. This special wormhole will connect the outside world and the ruins. It is the only way to the ruins."

"In ancient times, this road was called the Road to the Underworld."

"The underworld is not meant for the living, so it is difficult for the living to pass through it."

"That red fog area is the underworld. It is not an illusion but a real existence. Once someone steps into it, they will get lost without special means."

"What's even more terrifying is that the underworld will make the living face their own fears."

The underworld?
According to folk rumors, this is the only way for the soul to reach the afterlife, where the dead soul needs to face their past and be judged. Whether the rumor is true or not remains to be discussed.

"How do you know it so clearly?" Lu Yue asked curiously.

"My ancestors were all paper-folding craftsmen. My name is Zhang Chao. I have some connections in the circle of extraordinary people, so I naturally know more about the ruins than the newly awakened extraordinary people." The paper-folding craftsman introduced himself.

"Lu Yue." Lu Yue replied.

As they were talking, another extraordinary person started to go into the water at the lakeshore. He carried a yacht from somewhere and wanted to use it to cross the lake.

"It's useless. He can't get through at all." The paper-folding craftsman shook his head and sighed.

Sure enough, something strange happened when we reached the center of the lake.

"Brother, I was wrong. Don't kill me. It was my sister-in-law who brought it up that time. I didn't mean to kill you...Go to hell..."

"Brother, you're not cruel enough. From childhood to adulthood, as long as it's what I wanted, it's worth it no matter what the price!" The man grinned and looked mentally ill.

At this moment, a pale, ghostly hand quietly reached out from the lake and grabbed the edge of the yacht. The yacht instantly lost balance and capsized. As a few ripples slowly spread, the water surface returned to calm again.

The man was quite powerful, and looked like a god of the second level.

In just a few minutes, the lake swallowed up two lives.

"Since ancient times, human civilization has originated from water, from rivers and lakes to streams and springs, but water also buries a large number of human corpses."

"Day after day, year after year, these seemingly clear lakes actually contain countless corpses."

"The relics have descended into the real world, the path to the underworld has opened, and the corpses of the once dead have begun to slowly revive..." the paper-folding craftsman sighed.

Lu Yue approached the lake and probed the water with his hand, only to feel it freezing cold. He looked up and found a large number of bubbles appearing in the middle of the lake, with heads popping out from them.

Some are left with only skeletons, while in others human figures can still be vaguely seen.

Those are the people who once died in the lake.

Now it has just revived and turned into a ghost.

Although he was a little envious, Lu Yue did not take action in the end.

If it were on land, he would not be afraid, but if he fought in the water, he would have no foothold and if he sank into the lake, he might die on the spot.

At this time, those who were looking for other routes also returned to the shore.

"It's full of wormholes. It's inaccessible by land. We can only go by water."

"The surface of this lake is very strange. Ordinary boats and yachts cannot pass through it. Once they reach the middle, they will be entangled by the dead souls, not to mention the danger of the red fog on the lake."

"Let's wait until tomorrow to see if the fog will dissipate."

As the night deepened, everyone left reluctantly. Only a few people still held out hope and kept trying. The ruins were right in front of them, and they had to find a way to cross the lake. Lu Yue stood still for a moment, and for the time being, he had not figured out a way to gain energy without getting hurt. He decided to return to the hotel and explore again tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, the paper-folding craftsman also followed.

Obviously, he was still upset about his "wife" losing in gambling during the day.

"Do you really want the paper man back?" Lu Yue stopped and asked.

The paper-folding craftsman immediately perked up, with a determined look on his pale face: "That's my wife, half of my life, I can't be separated from her no matter what the cost."

Lu Yue asked curiously, "You seem to be quite powerful, why don't you find a deserted place, kill me secretly, and then take the paper figurine?"

The paper-folding craftsman quickly waved his hands to deny it.

"Brother Lu Yue, your idea is very dangerous. We are now living in a society ruled by law. My ancestors, Zhang Chao, were all extraordinary beings. Although they have fallen on hard times, they are still good citizens who abide by the law and never use their power to do bad things."

"You can go to the Demon Suppression Department and ask. I have a record of it."

Paper-folding craftsmen belong to the Yin sect industry, but because of their bloodline defects and only one inheritance, they usually do not live to the age of thirty. If they do not abide by the law and make enemies everywhere, how can they survive to this day?

"And brother Lu Yue, you have an extraordinary face, with a full forehead, a square chin, and a majestic demeanor. This is clearly a sign of great fortune..."

“I’m not saying this to praise you, but two words come to mind when I see you.

"noble!"

Lu Yue: “…”

God is so noble.

This is clearly the effect brought about by the Dragon Body Secret Technique.

"Brother Lu Yue, your ancestors must have been wealthy. Can you tell us a little bit about them? Maybe we were still in touch with them hundreds of years ago."

The paper-folding craftsman looked very serious. After losing his "wife", he had been secretly looking at Lu Yue. Only then did he realize that Lu Yue was extraordinary and was very much like those people with great luck and blessings.

This reminded him of an old memory.

In order to solve the problem of the paper-folding craftsmen's bloodline defects, the paper-folding predecessors in their lineage have tried various methods, and even consulted people from Taoism and Buddhism, but the answer they got was that there is no solution.

There is no solution to the problem of blood defects, but it can be delayed.

In their lineage, only his grandfather lived the longest, so this paper man was made for him. The main reason why his grandfather lived so long was that he saved someone when he was young.

That person is not an ordinary person, but a person with great luck.

People with great luck are often not simple, and their faces are different from ordinary people. Building good relationships with such people will often have unexpected results.

So his grandfather left behind two things before he passed away.

One of them is to make a paper man to protect him from the disaster of turning thirty.

The second is ancestral teachings, to build good relationships with people with great fortune.

"It's easy for you to get the paper man back. Just exchange it for something of equal value." Lu Yue said.

"Really?" The paper-folding craftsman's eyes lit up.

"Of course, I'm easy to talk to and I never ask for too much. What do you think the daughter-in-law your grandfather spent decades handcrafting for you is worth? Just give me what you think is right." Lu Yue put on an expression that showed that he didn't care about money.

The paper-folding craftsman's mouth twitched.

Give with conscience...

You have added so many buffs, what else can you say?

"Brother Lu Yue, to be honest, the paper figurine can only fend off a fourth-level ghost like a corpse dog for a few rounds, but it is very important to us paper craftsmen."

The paper-folding craftsman gritted his teeth and continued, "I really can't come up with anything of equal value, but I bought a demon-suppressing judicial instrument before, which is worth about one million yuan. It has a demon-suppressing certificate and an after-sales number."

"How about I trade this with you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the paper-folding craftsman slowly took out a military green pot from his bag. Sanskrit symbols were intertwined on it, making it look mysterious.

Lu Yue's heart moved and he became interested.

This thing reminded him of the office building incident, the custom-made magic weapon made of white jade issued by the Demon Suppression Bureau, and it seemed that this kettle was also made of the same.

Magical weapons are much more common than evil weapons. They are objects that can be made by extraordinary people, but this is also relative.

According to Lu Yue's understanding, there are very few extraordinary people who can make magical instruments. Excluding those unconventional professions among the people, in terms of popularity, there are only Taoism and Buddhism.

Peach wood sword, whisk, talisman, Taoist robe, Buddhist beads, cassock...

Even ordinary people know a little about this kind of magical weapon.

But in fact, many extraordinary people did not realize one thing.

In addition to these two giants, a new giant in the production of magical instruments is rising, and a three-legged situation is forming.

That is the Demon Suppression Division!!
The products of the Demon Suppression Bureau must be of high quality.

The Demon Suppression Division has absorbed Taoists, Buddhists and even other extraordinary people from the folk to jointly study the making of magical instruments, although their top-notch aspects may not be as good as those of Taoism and Buddhism.

But in terms of cost performance, practicality, and after-sales service...

In terms of comprehensive evaluation, the Demon Suppression Division deserves to be ranked first.

Because the craftsmanship is currently only circulated internally, few of them have spread to the public.

But Lu Yue could even predict that in the next ten years or so, the market for magic weapon industry would definitely be impacted by the official authorities. As long as the technology was mature, it would not be a dream for every extraordinary person to have a magic weapon.

Maybe the price can be brought down.

I learned the specific function of this kettle from the paper-making craftsman.

Lu Yue was moved. This magic weapon was definitely more reliable than the paper man.

Agreed to the deal immediately.

The paper-folding craftsman finally redeemed his "wife" as he wished.

Before leaving, the paper-folding craftsman thought of his ancestors' teachings and became serious: "Brother Lu Yue, tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, I will give you another surprise here."

(End of this chapter)