The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 390
The man in armor was not a living person, but a paper doll.

Before my third uncle and I came out to resell haunted houses, I basically had no idea about paper figurines, only seeing them at funerals in some rural areas.Moreover, paper people, paper horses, and even paper cars and bungalows have always been kept at a respectful distance. I always feel that this traditional custom is a bit nonsense.

It's hard for me to believe that this kind of paper paste can be received by the deceased relatives after being burned, and it is still used underground.

But when he came out to hang out with the third uncle, his ability didn't increase much, but his knowledge increased a lot.

I know that people who specialize in paper-making are called paper-making craftsmen by the third uncle. With their paper-making skills, they are even given the category of the four small vaginas.

Especially what happened in Sister Hua's hotel made me realize more deeply that there are really amazing people in this line of work.

A person made of paper can actually walk with a millstone.I know that the substitute was made with the help of my third uncle's finger blood, so what about this time?

I just watched a paper man standing in front of me with his armor on.

Whose substitute is this paper figurine?

The paper figurine's face was blindingly white, and the facial features were drawn with a brush in a weird way, using a full range of colors, making the face look colorful.

Just as I was looking at each other with the armored paper figurine, the paper figurine suddenly burst into flames without any warning.

A ball of flames first burned from the face of the paper figurine, and soon spread to the whole body.

I was caught off guard and didn't know whether to fight the fire or wait and see.

Before I could make a specific reaction, the paper figurine was completely burned in the blink of an eye.

Even the bamboo sticks used to support the paper man's body were all burned.

As the paper man was burned, the armor on his body and the waist knife hanging around his waist were scattered all over the place, and they were all piled up in front of the gate of the former General's Temple.

I was a little dumbfounded. My first feeling was that someone was manipulating it, so I looked into the distance.

The street was deserted, and no one passed by. The paper man seemed to have been burned out of thin air for no reason.

I kept counting in my heart, there is no one on the street now, maybe someone will pass by in a while.If someone finds this armor scattered in front of the general's temple, they might be called in.

Thinking of this, I quickly bent down and carried the armor, including the waist knife, back into the former general's temple.

That armor should be genuine, it's not light, and it's quite difficult to hold it up.

After the armor came in, I hung the armor one by one on the original bracket, trying to hang the armor as it was.

I had a strange feeling when I looked at the armor, it was a kind of fear, as if there was something I was afraid of inside.

But now that I hold the armor from the outside to the inside, that feeling of fear is gone.

Instead, I looked at this set of armor and actually liked it.

In fact, every boy may have had a dream of a general in his heart.

When I was a child, I probably also played role-playing games, riding horses to fight, and charging into battle, that was the dream of most children.

I am naturally the same way, let alone when I was a child, looking at this set of armor now, my heart is very itchy.I glanced at the statue of the general standing on the altar, and actually put the helmet on my head first.

The size of the helmet, after I put it on, turned out to be just right, as if it was tailor-made for me.

With the helmet on, I naturally wanted to wear all the armor on my body.After all, I have only seen this thing in TV dramas, and I never thought that I would wear it on my body one day.

I came here wearing the women's outfit that Liang Yue gave me, so it's so awkward to walk all the way here.

Now I can finally change out the dress.

This kind of ancient armor is not very easy to wear.Fortunately, there was that clay sculpture for comparison. I compared it with that, and after a lot of effort, I put that armor on myself.

The weight of the armor is not light, it is very heavy, especially the helmet, it is very heavy, and there is a long bunch of cherry blossoms, which makes my neck hurt.I don't have a detailed understanding of this kind of armor. I generally feel that this armor is a bit like something from the Qing Dynasty in TV dramas.

With my armor on and a waist knife on my shoulders, I walked back and forth twice in the former general's ancestral hall. With the clattering of the armor, I felt that I was extremely majestic.It felt as if he had been possessed by a general and was patrolling the city defenses on the city wall.

"Boy, you are so courageous that you dare to wear my armor."

I was in the general's ancestral hall by myself, when suddenly a voice came out.I heard it really, as if I was by my side.

I was shocked and turned around quickly, only to find that there was no one behind me.I immediately turned around again, but there was still no one.

"Ah, who is talking?" While I was asking, I looked up at the statue.

The voice said that I was wearing his armor, could it be the clay general speaking?

But when I looked over, I found that the general's statue hadn't changed in any way, and kept looking forward.

"Don't be silly, I'm in your body." The voice came out again.

I was even more amazed when I heard that, in my body, how is this possible?But listening to that voice, it really didn't sound like what I heard, but what I felt.

"Who the hell are you?" I asked tremblingly.

"You are so stupid. I said that the armor is mine. Who do you say I am?" The voice was a little helpless.I listened to the voice, it was very real and clear, if I had to find a direction, it was indeed coming from beside me.

"The armor is yours...you are...you are a former general?" I asked in surprise, and looked at the statue at the same time.

"Don't look, this general doesn't seem to have any aura at all, he's just a mud tire. I can't even get attached to him, but fortunately, you are brave enough to try on my armor today. I finally have a place to stay, haha Ha ha……"

I was even more surprised when I heard that. The voice couldn't be more clear. He should be the former general enshrined in the former general's temple. Strictly speaking, it is the soul of the former general.

Thinking of this, in order to confirm, I asked again: "So you are the former general here. Your soul has not dissipated, and you have not been reincarnated. You have been hiding in this armor. But you are invisible and matterless. If you leave Armor, the soul may fly away. Now that I put on the armor, you took the opportunity to enter my body?"

"Okay, boy, it seems that you are not stupid, what you said is right. But there is one thing you said wrong, I am not the soul of the former general..."

(End of this chapter)