My blind date paper figure rejected me because I was poor, so my dad angrily burned ten trillion.

"Xiulan, Jianguo, you two be careful of paper...people?"

Ping shouted loudly before he even rushed in.

Upon entering, they found the bedroom door open, the light on, and Jianguo holding Xiulan on the bed...

He slammed on the brakes, turned around smoothly, and said awkwardly, "Excuse me, you two, it's the middle of the night..."

"Uncle Xin Jiu?"

Zhang Jianguo was also taken aback.

He had just woken up from his dream and saw Xiulan with her eyes closed beside him. In a panic, he picked her up and checked her breathing.

Two people suddenly rushed in, startling him.

When I looked up, I realized it was Uncle Xin and Brother Ping.

The key is that Ping Ge has such a mouth; he says whatever comes to mind.

What do you mean by calling us a couple in the middle of the night?

Knowing they're a couple, why bring this up? It's not like they stole anything.

Unlike Ping Ge, Uncle Xin Jiu stared at Wei Xiulan and let out a long sigh of relief.

However, he looked around the room and couldn't find any trace of paper figures.

"Jianguo, where are those two paper figures?"

Xin Jiu asked.

"Those two paper figures?"

When Zhang Jianguo heard him ask that question, he knew there was something wrong. Well, it wasn't that he didn't know there was something wrong with the paper figures, but that Uncle Xin Jiu knew there was something wrong with these two paper figures.

Then he wanted to ask, why did you leave the paper figure at home?

"Yes, Jianguo, those two paper figures were still there when I left, where did they go?"

Ping Ge finally realized what was going on. This old married couple wouldn't do something like this in the middle of the night, would they?

Besides, he had only stolen two paper figures; he had just been trying to distract himself.

Zhang Jianguo hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided that he had to tell them the truth.

Although the brat's abilities are a secret, they are limited to the underworld. As for the mortal world, he doesn't understand anything about it, so having more people means having more options.

He also needed to investigate what exactly happened in the mortal realm.

"It must have been sucked into my dream!"

Zhang Jianguo said.

"Did you inhale it in your dream?"

Xin Jiu frowned immediately.

Ping, however, looked puzzled upon hearing this. "What the hell? A paper doll can get into a dream?"

Zhang Jianguo didn't know how to explain it either.

Xin Jiu spoke up, "Let's not talk about that now. What's wrong with Xiulan? Why does she look so pale?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jianguo quickly looked at Xiulan's face in his arms.

Sure enough, she looked terrible and very listless.

However, she didn't fall asleep; it's just that the timing of their appearance was a bit off, and he hadn't had a chance to ask them anything.

"Xiulan, what happened? Did those two paper figures really get in here?"

Zhang Jianguo quickly asked.

Wei Xiulan then came to her senses and asked, somewhat puzzled, "The paper figures came in? I did have a dream where two paper figures did come in, but I didn't see them when I woke up!"

She spoke somewhat weakly, but her speech was clear, indicating that she was physically alright.

Zhang Jianguo couldn't help but look at Xin Jiu.

He's not familiar with this matter.

Ping, who was standing next to him, also looked surprised. It sounded a bit strange.

Two paper figures ran into Jian Guo's dream.

Xiulan also dreamed of two paper figures... Why does that sound so strange?

Upon hearing this, Xin Jiu quickly leaned closer to check on Wei Xiulan's condition.

After a moment, he smiled and said, "Jianguo, let's talk outside. Xiulan is tired; let her get some sleep. I need to talk to you about something!"

Zhang Jianguo reacted quickly, nodding and saying to Xiulan, "Xiulan, you should get some rest. Uncle Xin must have something to tell me, so don't worry about it. It's so late, get some sleep!"

Wei Xiulan felt that it wouldn't be right for her not to get up and greet the guests who had come to her home.

But when I suddenly heard the words "take a nap," I immediately understood what Jianguo meant.

He nodded immediately; seeing his son was clearly more important than that.

"Let's go outside!"

Zhang Jianguo put on his slippers, went out of the house, and closed the door behind him.

"Let's go to the bungalows in front!"

Upon entering the living room, Zhang Jianguo lowered his voice and said something.

Xin Jiu and Ping Ge both understood his meaning; clearly, they didn't want Xiu Lan to worry, so they nodded and followed him out.

Once inside the single-story house beside the main gate, the door was opened, and the three sat down. Zhang Jianguo then asked, "Uncle Xin, did Xiulan really encounter the paper figure?"

"Yes, the dream she described wasn't actually a dream; it really happened. However, it seems that at the last moment, your son sucked those two paper figures into your dream, causing her to vaguely believe she was dreaming!"

Xin Jiu's words contained a lot of information.

At the very least, Zhang Jianguo knew immediately that Uncle Xin had guessed the brat's abilities.

Sure enough, the living world is not completely unaware of what is happening in the underworld; on the contrary, they seem to know more than he imagined.

Ping Ge didn't quite understand. "What do you mean by 'being sucked in by Jian Guo's son'? Didn't Zhang Chen die?"

Xin Jiu glanced at him, and Ping Ge looked a little embarrassed.

That look in his eyes was a subtle way of telling him to shut up.

Zhang Jianguo didn't answer him, but instead asked, "Is Xiulan alright?"

"It's nothing serious. Those two paper figures just inhaled some of my energy, which made me a little weak. I'll recover after the sun rises tomorrow!"

Xin Jiudao.

"Uncle Xin, should I take a look too? Didn't I get a puff of air on me? It sounds almost like taking a drag!"

Ping couldn't help but interject.

Xin Jiu rolled her eyes at him. "That breath you took is no different from an air conditioner. Just go about your business."

Ping was a little embarrassed. Why was there such a big difference in treatment between blowing and sucking?

"I'm so glad you're alright! You scared me to death!"

Zhang Jianguo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"But Uncle Xin, why do you have two of these... such strange paper figures in your house? Not only are they ugly, but they also allow those things to smuggle themselves in?"

He frowned, clearly puzzled.

"Do you think I could have let it go if I had known? I would have burned it all down long ago!"

Xin Jiu was speechless. "You little rascal, of all things to steal, you stole my paper figures? They were handmade ones, you know. You weren't planning to burn them for your son, were you?"

Zhang Jianguo scratched his head somewhat awkwardly, "I did have that idea!"

"Would your son be happy about this?"

Uncle Xin Jiu was speechless.

Zhang Jianguo gave an awkward smile and didn't say anything, but his expression made it clear that he definitely disagreed.

Ping Ge suddenly chimed in, "Uncle Xin, I've found a wife for Zhang Chen to marry in the afterlife. What do you think of her? I've seen her; she was exceptionally beautiful before she died, and she was only eighteen!"

"Stop making things worse! What kind of situation is this? You're still considering a ghost marriage? You might run into a ghost on the street in the middle of the night, or a female ghost might climb onto your bed at night. I'm afraid you'll be possessed by evil spirits!"

Xin Jiu bluntly retorted to him.

Ping gave an awkward smile and didn't dare to mention it again.

Xin Jiu then turned to Zhang Jianguo and asked, "Do you know why I haven't been home these past few days?"

Why?

Zhang Jianguo was indeed very curious.

"Well, I was called over for training!"

Xin Jiu's expression was a bit strange, even carrying a hint of disbelief.