After my grandmother called me home in my dream, my spiritual energy revived

Chapter 52 Aura Changes
Unfortunately, before it could completely transform the virtual into reality, the source of spiritual energy was cut off.

Song Miaozhu stopped perceiving the space between her eyebrows, and then she noticed that all the spiritual light spots in the paper shop had been absorbed by her.

She looked around in disbelief, and there really wasn't a single spiritual light spot.

There were only a few sparse spots of spiritual light in the entire Huaihua Lane.

"No, aren't there so few spiritual energy spots?" Song Miaozhu felt that his cultivation had reached a critical juncture, but this is the result?

I used to think that the efficiency of absorbing spiritual energy and light spots was low, but now it has increased, but the spiritual energy and light spots are gone.

Only then did she remember that when the spiritual energy first began to revive, it was already very thin.

Song Miaozhu had a feeling of wanting more, and she wished she could go to another place with spiritual energy to make paper-made objects and absorb some more spiritual energy to see what would happen after the red square gas ball turned from virtual to real.

Seeing the opening flower basket at the door of the escape room next door, she reluctantly restrained herself from moving.

She promised Cheng Ziyang and spent the past two days making paper-made items in front of the paper shop during the day.

This first day has just begun.

Even though the spiritual energy was gone, the paper-making skill still needed to be practiced. Song Miaozhu remained calm and started folding the golden lotus again.

As soon as I picked up a piece of paper, a group of young tourists came over. They looked like college students who had not yet graduated.

The escape room shop next door did a great job promoting its opening, with people lining up to play right after it opened.

Cheng Ziyang placed some tables and chairs for rest on the porch and under the locust tree.

As she waited, her shop started to get business.

There were more people buying things in the morning than in the previous month.

After all, although what she made was paper-made, there was a beverage cabinet and mineral water placed at the door.

The payment codes of the convenience store are posted in a conspicuous place. After buying something, you just need to scan the code yourself. There is no need for Song Miaozhu to treat you to anything. He just took a quick look and lowered his head to continue folding golden lotus flowers.

As soon as I broke my head, I heard one of them say:

"Beautiful lady, this golden lotus is so beautiful. Is it a Feng Shui ornament? How much is one? I want to buy a big one for my uncle to put in the shop to bring good fortune."

Song Miaozhu looked up in surprise. Wasn’t the sign of her Anshou Paper Shop eye-catching?

Seeing the serious look on the boy's face, Song Miaozhu said helplessly: "This is a paper shop! If you have no grudge against your uncle, it's better not to send it. If he is dead, that's another matter."

"What do you mean dead? We are neighbors, why are you cursing my uncle?" the boy said angrily.

"Is your uncle Cheng Ziyang?" Song Miaozhu asked.

"Yeah." The boy nodded.

"Then didn't he tell you that here, only drinks and snacks are for the living? The rest are paper-made ghost items, all for the dead. How about it, do you want some?" Song Miaozhu asked with a smile.

The six burly boys took a step back together.

Cheng Ziyang's eldest nephew stammered, "No...no more."

Originally, his uncle asked him to help take care of the neighbor's business and promote neighborhood relations, but... his uncle didn't even say that this neighbor was in this business!
Song Miaozhu watched them flee in panic, smiled and shook her head: "Young people nowadays! They don't even recognize the golden lotus. Feng Shui ornaments? Is this going to bring wealth or kill you in the store?"

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Another tourist who was shopping in the store quickly fled. After returning to her friends, she patted her chest with lingering fear: "It's so scary! Xiaodan, it's so scary!" "Jiaojiao, what's wrong with you? I just bought some snacks, is it a big deal?" Her companion Xu Xiaodan said: "There's such a charming girl next door!"

"I just realized it was a paper shop. Half of the shop was snacks and drinks, and the other half was paper figurines for the dead!"

Lin Jiaojiao roughly repeated the conversation she had just heard.

"I saw a local netizen say online that Huaihua Lane in Yuanshan Ancient Town used to be a funeral street. Could it be true?" Xu Xiaodan said excitedly. "The atmosphere is incredible! I'm already a little scared before I even start playing!"

Lin Jiaojiao rubbed her arms: "Is there really a ghost? Why do I feel a little cold?"

"This is an escape room, not a haunted house!" Xu Xiaodan said, "It would be great if there were ghosts. I want to see what a ghost looks like! Wait a minute, I'll take a picture! Now that you mention it, this paper shop owner really has that spooky vibe!"

"Click~"

Song Miaozhu sensed something, raised her head, and her eyes were immediately fixed on the two girls under the shade of the tree.

"!!!" Xu Xiaodan and Lin Jiaojiao's hearts suddenly rose to their throats, and Lin Jiaojiao even screamed.

This attracted the attention of everyone outside the store.

Song Miaozhu: “???”

Are you so guilty about taking secret photos? What did you capture?
She waved to the two girls.

Xu Xiaodan and Lin Jiaojiao looked at each other and walked over reluctantly.

Xu Xiaodan faced this oppressive feeling head-on and apologized as soon as she came over:

"I'm sorry, I thought you had a scary vibe and couldn't help but take a picture. I'll delete it right away!"

After deleting it, he showed it to Song Miaozhuo.

After they left, Song Miaozhu looked in the mirror again and said, "It looks pretty good! Just because I made origami, it becomes scary?"

When she went to Chen Ma's Restaurant for dinner in the evening, she told Chen Shuanghe about this.

Chen Shuanghe heard this and said, "Hahaha! I'm dying of laughter. Does that mean you've become the real-life NPC from Cheng Ziyang's escape room?"

"That's about right, but the store's sales have definitely gone up," Song Miaozhu said. "It seems the more scared they are, the more they like to patronize. I even sold some Yuanbao and Jinlian."

If this continues, she is worried that the inferior Yuanbao Golden Lotus in the store will not be able to be sold out.

She rarely makes substandard products now.

"Then it's a win-win situation for both of you, but your reputation has been severely damaged! If this continues, will tourists still buy the paper-cutting artworks you make in the future?" said Chen Shuanghe.

"Never mind. I haven't even figured out how to make paper-folding yet, and I don't know when I'll be able to learn colored paper-folding. The important thing now is to practice!" Song Miaozhu said with a firm look in his eyes.

Chen Shuanghe was shocked by her eyes. "Your eyes, your aura, are really oppressive. It's completely inconsistent with the impression your appearance gives people. After looking at it for a long time, it's really quite weird. No wonder the tourists said that!"

"Me? A feeling of oppression?" Song Miaozhu pointed at herself in disbelief.

Chen Ma also said when she passed by: "Miaozhu has started her own business, and her momentum has suddenly become extraordinary."

Now it was Song Miaozhu's turn to be confused.

Can spiritual energy also affect a person's aura? Or is it that because she goes to the underworld every day and has been in contact with ghosts for a long time, her aura has become similar to that of ghosts, making her aura weird?

(End of this chapter)