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

Chapter 54 Paper Doll New Clothes
"How strange!" Song Miaozhu actually understood what the little paper man meant.

It was disgusted with the paper it was hiding on because it was of such poor quality. It also complained that she didn't make a little skirt for it, so it came out naked. It had to squat down and hug herself in shame.

In "The Secret Art of Paper-making", only paper figures cultivated over many years can have such high spirituality!

Not only does she know the quality of paper, she also knows when to wear clothes when she is shy, and she insists on wearing a little skirt.

It is mentioned in "The Secret Art of Paper-folding" that the spirituality of paper-folding is actually the spirituality of its own aura, especially human-shaped paper-folding items, which will inherit some of the owner's temperament.

Song Miaozhu thought about it and realized that if she didn't wear any clothes, ahem, she would be even more afraid to see people than the little paper figurine. She couldn't help but feel guilty:
"Okay, okay, I'll cut you a new one! One with a little skirt! But the paper can't be changed for now. Once the courier arrives, I'll cut it for you with new paper."

The little paper man then raised his head.

Song Miaozhu picked up the big scissors and cut out a new small paper figure.

This time, it’s not just a head, a body, two arms and two legs.

Not only did she cut a little skirt, she also cut bangs and two little braids.

As she was cutting, the little paper figurine was peeking over the stone table next to her.

After the cutting was finished, before Song Miaozhu had time to ask it if it was satisfied, the small paper figure on the table fell down, and a red spiritual power ran out of it and penetrated into the paper figure that Song Miaozhu had just cut in her hand.

The next moment, the little paper figure in her hand began to move.

The two little paper hands grabbed her pigtails, lifted the hem of her skirt, jumped onto the table, and spun around.

Needless to say, it must be satisfied with this appearance!

After admiring its new appearance, the little paper man stood obediently on the table, looking at her expectantly.

Song Miaozhu understood its meaning in seconds and couldn't wait to help her.

For the first time, Song Miaozhu added a note to the section about cutting paper figures into servants in the Secret Art of Paper-Filling, noting: "Cutting a beautiful shape for the paper figure may help increase its enthusiasm for work!"

Look at her, this little paper figure who was just being autistic, now she is taking the initiative to work.

It was late at night, and Song Miaozhu had no work to assign to it.

But it would be bad to discourage its enthusiasm, so Song Miaozhu thought for a moment and said, "It's getting late, please accompany me back to the paper shop!"

The spiritual energy in the old house was also absorbed by her. She didn't know how long it would take to return to normal. She planned to go to the paper shop to rest at night.

The little paper man raised his hand and saluted in a weird military manner, then jumped onto her shoulder.

Song Miaozhu packed up his things, closed the door, and rode his electric scooter down the mountain.

As I rode my bike into the town, a white shadow flashed by and the little paper man on his shoulder disappeared.

Song Miaozhu braked the car and looked back to see the little paper man floating on the weeds by the roadside.

"It's ineffective now?" Song Miaozhu got out of the car to pick up the little paper man.

At this moment, all the spiritual power in it disappeared.

The connection between Song Miaozhu and it was also completely severed.

This piece of paper has become complete waste paper.

She continued to inject red spiritual power into the paper, but the little paper man did not stand up again.

It seems that ordinary paper really doesn’t work!

The Secret Art of Paper-Bind says that spiritual paper can prevent the spiritual energy within the paper-binding from dissipating quickly. High-quality spiritual paper can even prevent the spiritual energy from dissipating almost entirely, and can even slowly absorb the spiritual energy from the air to replenish it. Ordinary paper simply cannot hold spiritual energy.

"However, the paper figurine controlled by Yin Qi was able to move for quite a while, but why is it that the one controlled by spiritual power lasts for a shorter time?"

Song Miaozhu suddenly remembered that she had cut two paper figures today. During the cutting process, no spiritual light spots were integrated, so there was no spiritual halo.

It is probably because there is no spiritual light spot integrated into the paper figure, so the ordinary paper can last for a shorter time.

Speaking of which, ever since her brow space was opened, when she made paper-cut works, the spiritual light spots no longer merged into her paper-cut works, but directly entered the brow space.

In this case, will the paper-made things I make in the future lack the spiritual aura?

At present, we only know that the integration of spiritual light spots can improve the quality of handicrafts, but we don’t know whether there are any other effects.

Theoretically, spiritual power should also be able to achieve the same effects as spiritual energy.

After all, spiritual power is the product of absorbing spiritual energy for one's own use.

However, the red square crystal in the space between her eyebrows was originally only the size of a bean. After cutting two small paper figures into it and injecting a lot of spiritual energy into it, it has now become so pale that its color is almost invisible.

As soon as she drew a little spiritual energy, she felt a slight pain between her eyebrows.

The physical discomfort reminded her that she couldn't go on.

It feels a bit like the sign of spiritual energy exhaustion described in ancient books.

Song Miaozhu looked at the deserted streets of the ancient town with only lights on.

She had absorbed all the spiritual energy and light spots in the old house and the paper shop, but there were still quite a few spiritual energy and light spots on the street.

"How about... give it a try?"

Song Miaozhu did what she said. She reached into the bag she was carrying and, using the bag as a cover, took out a piece of cut gold ingot paper from the ghost shop warehouse.

The golden lotus is still a little complicated, so let’s try it with paper ingots first.

She simply sat on the seat of the small electric scooter, folded it up, and soon felt the spiritual energy gathering and heading towards the space between her eyebrows.

After folding an ingot, the small square crystal in the space between her eyebrows became a little darker in red, which meant that she had recovered a little spiritual power.

When Song Miaozhu saw that it was feasible, he directly put the gold ingots into the small box on the back seat.

Although the ingot is easy to fold, its efficiency in attracting spiritual energy is far lower than that of the golden lotus.

To absorb all the spiritual energy in this area, it would cost a lot of gold ingots, and by then I'm afraid there would be no place to put the gold ingots.

She simply took out a stack of gold paper from her bag, sat on the threshold of the shop next door, used the ground as a table, and folded a golden lotus.

On the empty streets of the ancient town, under the dim street lights, a girl with long hair was holding a handful of gold paper and folding paper flowers.

In the attic of the distant guesthouse, Lin Jiaojiao, who couldn't sleep and had to get up to watch the night, saw this scene. She covered her mouth to stifle a scream, then dug her friend out of the quilt: "Xiaodan! Xiaodan! Hurry and get up and see!"

Xu Xiaodan opened her sleepy eyes and was pulled to the window by her.

"Xiaodan, look, isn't that the owner of the Anshou Paper Shop?" Lin Jiaojiao said in a low voice.

Xu Xiaodan was shocked. She rubbed her eyes and took a closer look. "Really? What is she doing? Making paper figurines on the street late at night? To summon spirits or to commemorate the dead?"

Lin Jiaojiao shook her head vigorously. "I have a feeling she's definitely not ordinary! Maybe she's a witch who lives in seclusion in a tourist area!"

(End of this chapter)