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

Chapter 9 Anshou Paper Shop
In order to prevent this secret art from being lost due to the separation of Yin and Yang, our ancestors set up that heavenly ghost shop that could be inherited by living people.

This also came at a considerable price.

When a ghost shop changes owners, one of the costs is that the shop returns to its original state.

So Anshoutang was not always this small, but after the change of owner, it returned to its original appearance as a small sesame shop.

After the business grows, you can spend ghost money to expand it.

As long as you have money, no matter how luxurious it is, it doesn't matter.

In this book "The Secret Art of Paper-making", everything can be made of paper.

Paper figures, paper houses, paper horses, paper cars... they are made from fragile paper but can display extraordinary abilities.

However, all high-end paper-made items that can move need to be driven by energy, which can be spiritual energy, yin energy, or ghost power.

The spiritual power drive is more applicable, while the Yin Qi and ghost power drive evolved after the paper-folding secret art was transferred to the underworld and has certain limitations.

Living people cannot control ghost power, so ghost power can only be used after death.

The owner of a heavenly ghost shop can transform the ghost life in the ghost money into Yin energy to drive paper products, but since it is an external force, the effect will be much worse and the flexibility will be lower.

Moreover, whether it is driven by ghost power or yin energy, it is restrained by yang energy and will be suppressed in the world of the living, especially during the day, and may even be unusable. It is more suitable for the underworld.

Song Miaozhu still didn't believe it, so she took a piece of white paper and cut out a few small paper figures.

It really couldn't move no matter what.

Whether it is spiritual energy or yin energy, they are things she does not have now. All the ghost money she earned yesterday was converted into RMB by her.

She reluctantly put the trash can back into the corner, and honestly turned to the end of "The Secret Art of Paper-making", starting from the simplest ones.

They are all immovable paper products, including the gold ingots sold by Anshoutang.

To fold this kind of ingot, you only need a little skill and the aura developed through long-term contact with paper-making.

Song Miaozhu comes from a family with a long history of learning folding techniques. She has learned all the techniques since she was a child and she can even fold a standard-shaped ingot with her eyes closed. However, she is not sure if she has this mysterious aura.

To fold gold ingots, you need special gold paper, but we no longer have these things at home.

I don’t know if Anshou Paper Shop still has it.

After her parents passed away, Song Miaozhu would return to the old house every year, but she almost never went to Anshou Paper Shop.

She never thought that one day she would inherit the paper-making business.

Whether it is for the ghost shop in the underworld or for the revival of spiritual energy that will come at an unknown time, Song Miaozhu must learn this secret technique well.

Although in the last era of cultivation, this secret art of paper-folding was just a side path, but now it is also a rare inheritance of skills.

The magic is not restricted by any practice rules, as long as there is spiritual energy, it can be used.

Today she plans to open a shop in the underworld after nightfall, and fixing the business hours will help attract business.

I still have some time in the afternoon, so I can go to Anshou Paper Shop.

Song Miaozhu took her cell phone and went out.

As usual, I went to Chen Ma Restaurant and ordered a meat dish and a vegetable dish. After having lunch, I went to the shop.

Song Miaozhu's Anshou Paper Shop is located at No. 4 Huaihua Lane.

The name is similar to Anshoutang at No. 414 Yinshui Lane, both are called "Anshou".

They do similar business, both selling paper crafts. One receives human guests, the other receives ghost guests.

However, compared with the wide Yinshui Lane, Huaihua Lane is really just a small alley.

The largest vehicle that can drive in the alley is a small tricycle.

It can only be stepped on by feet.

Huaihua Lane was originally located in the northern corner of Yuanshan Town. After the town expanded northward to become Yuanshan Ancient Town, it was located in the center of the town. However, despite its prime location, the lane is deep and narrow, and there is a long line of funerals in the lane. Since no one in the family has passed away, few people would come here for shopping.

The town had changed so much that Song Miaozhu walked back and forth several times and even took the wrong turn once before she found the alley entrance which was half-blocked by a sign at the door of a milk tea shop that said "Second cup half price" for its new product.

"Borrow it!"

After passing through the line of tourists at the entrance of the milk tea shop, Song Miaozhu finally entered the alley.

Only when she saw the familiar corner curve and the gaps in the wall tiles did she realize that she had found the right place this time.

After walking for about three minutes, the view suddenly became clear.

In front of her was a small courtyard surrounded by two "L"-shaped wooden buildings. In addition to the entrance she was currently entering, there was another exit on the opposite side.

In the middle of the yard there is a locust tree that is so thick that two people can hug it. It is in bloom.

Her Anshou Paper Shop is at the bottom of the inverted "L" shape on the right.

(It might look like this)
Compared with the bustling streets outside with a strong commercial atmosphere, this place has a sense of tranquility in the midst of noise.

As soon as you come in, you can feel a cool atmosphere.

In the past, paper-making shops, funeral clothing shops, coffin shops, incense and candle shops... everything needed for funeral arrangements could be bought here.

If you go deeper into the alley, you will reach the old stone quarry, where there is a shop specializing in making tombstones.

Now, there is none left.

Those who have connections will cooperate with the crematorium and continue to work there, while those who don’t have connections will close down completely.

Business had long been gone. Song Miaozhu looked at the shops with their doors and windows wide open and workers coming in and out. Now even the shops had been rented out.

Looking at the mannequin props placed in the yard, they must have been rented to the guy who runs the escape room.

Only the plastic sign of her Anshou Paper Shop with red characters on a white background was still hanging alone on the door. The fallen leaves from last autumn were still in front of the door, and no one had cleaned them up.

The scene of her parents busy in the store and her sitting at the door doing homework flashed by.

Song Miaozhu thought that she probably couldn't bear to rent out this place.

Because of the nightmare, I thought my grandmother was talking about this shop, so I didn’t dare to rent it out.

Now he knows that he has misunderstood, but when he actually returns here, Song Miaozhu is reluctant to hand it over to others for modification.

Fortunately, now that she has the ghost shop in the underworld, she is not so short of money anymore, so it doesn’t matter if she doesn’t rent out the shop.

Maybe it could be useful to her.

When Song Miaozhu thought of this, she felt much better. She walked forward, lowered her head to blew away the dust on the lock, inserted the key, and with a click, the door slowly opened.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Another puff of dust greeted her.

The beams of sunlight coming through the window were filled with floating dust.

The dust is heavier than in the old house.

This shop is much bigger than the Sesame Shop in Yinshui Lane.

As you enter the door, you will see a large house with three rooms. There are no partitions and it is a large horizontal frontage.

In the past, this place was filled with various paper-made items.

However, they were all burned as sacrifices at my parents' funeral.

Now, apart from a solid wood counter, there are only a few bamboo benches and a few empty bamboo baskets left here.

(End of this chapter)