NABC Chapter 90 Strike first, reap the benefits
Chapter 90 Strike first, reap the benefits
Ruan Jiaojiao disassembled the sample paper figure so that she could figure out how to weave the bamboo strips.
Then, comparing the two paper figures, they began piecing together materials from various sources.
Seeing that she didn't have enough paper, she went to the fourth cubicle and got some white and red paper.
They didn't distinguish between white paper and red paper, or what to make of it; they just focused on doing it.
Ruan Jiaojiao was so focused on what she was doing that she didn't notice the incense burning rapidly in the incense burner next to her, which had already burned down to two short and one long pieces.
The ink on the face of the paper figure in the first compartment was gradually spreading, as if it had been wetted.
She was an impatient person; during the process, she broke several bamboo strips and tore a lot of paper while pasting it on.
At this point, Ruan Jiaojiao had completely lost her patience and didn't want to do it anymore.
"Anyway, that old geezer will be here soon. If you don't save me, I'll screw you over."
The thought of Le Zheng Fengye and Jian Yu abandoning her last night made Ruan Jiaojiao furious.
She gave up, but she had no intention of leaving.
She left herself one candle, and then lit all the candles.
"You old bastard, what are you going to do without candles?"
Just as Ruan Jiaojiao was thinking about how to trick Le Zheng Fengye, a cold wind suddenly rose inexplicably inside the room.
The wind was light, and the candle that had just been lit was blown out instantly.
Realizing something was wrong, Ruan Jiaojiao shielded the only lit candle in her arms with her body and ran towards the door.
But suddenly her vision seemed to be blurred by something, her hand went limp, and the candle fell to the ground.
Ruan Jiaojiao tried to open her eyes, but found that they were unresponsive and the blurriness was gradually getting worse.
At this point, she no longer cared about picking up the candles on the ground. She raised her hand to rub her eyes, but found that her arm was stretched straight and she couldn't bend it at all.
"How could this be..." Ruan Jiaojiao was terrified.
Sometime later, her soul somehow attached itself to the tattered paper figure she had made.
She wanted to speak, but no sound came out.
Ruan Jiaojiao could only stiffly twist towards the door, but after taking just one step, she kicked something.
She tripped over the thing and fell slightly to the ground.
Because she couldn't bend her body, Ruan Jiaojiao struggled a few times but couldn't stand up.
She awkwardly crawled to the thing and touched it for a long time before realizing it was her own body.
What terrified her even more was that a moment later, she found herself sitting up.
She watched helplessly as her body swayed and stood up, walking out of the workshop.
In the warehouse.
Le Zheng Fengye decided not to wait any longer. It was almost eleven o'clock, and even if it took a while, it should be finished by now.
But it was unusually quiet outside, and Ruan Jiaojiao did not return.
Le Zheng Fengye: "Guard the warehouse door and don't let Ruan Jiaojiao in."
After giving his instructions, Lezheng Fengye left the warehouse.
The workshop was quiet at this moment; Ruan Jiaojiao had disappeared.
Le Zheng Fengye's expression was solemn. When he stepped into the room, he found it to be even more chaotic than he had imagined.
Broken materials were scattered all over the ground, along with paper figures lying on the floor.
When Yue Zheng Fengye saw the paper figure made of red paper, he felt a chill.
Yellow paper communicates with the underworld, white paper summons wandering spirits, and red paper wards off evil spirits.
Not only were there red paper figures, but there were also three paper figures made of white paper. The facial features of these paper figures had blurred, as if they had been soaked in water.
There were also paper clothes covered in large flowers, and paper money without holes...
In short, Ruan Jiaojiao has fallen into all the taboos that she shouldn't have.
Le Zheng Fengye's breathing became somewhat rapid: "He's truly more trouble than he's worth."
Suddenly, a rustling sound came from beside me.
He looked back and saw the red paper figure lying on the ground struggling, seemingly trying to stand up.
Seeing this, Yue Zheng Fengye quickly pulled out the incense sticks from the first and second partitions, then took out the flint bag, put the six incense sticks together, and lit both ends.
He put the incense in his mouth and quickly formed a hand seal to ward off evil spirits. His movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
Then he ran in sequence according to the three coordinates of Heaven, Earth, and Man, and muttered in a low voice: "Heaven and Earth are the origin of all things, I will cultivate for countless eons and prove my supernatural powers!"
"You entangle yourselves in funerary objects and disrupt my rituals; this is utterly rebellious!"
The white and red paper figures trembled upon hearing the sound, while the red paper figure on the ground seemed unaffected.
It got up from the ground, stretched out its stiff paper arms, and slowly approached Yue Zheng Fengye.
Seeing that the effect was not good, Yue Zheng Feng Ye quickly spat out the three short incense sticks, took all the incense sticks with three or four sections, and put them in his mouth.
He shouted in a stern voice: "I have prepared paper figures, paper clothes, paper coffins and funerary objects for you to burn and send you on your way. I will also give you money for your journey to the underworld. Quickly accept this favor and return to your places. Do not linger any longer!"
If any unruly soul dares to disobey my command, I will summon the Five Thunder Gods to set up a golden light array, imprisoning your soul in the deepest hell, where it will never be able to rise again!
Having said that, before the paper figures could react, Yue Zheng Feng Ye stepped forward and used a flint to set the ominous paper figures on fire.
Strike first and you'll have an advantage; strike first and you'll benefit.
"You're leaving today whether you like it or not! Hahahaha! You're still too green to mess with me."
At this moment, the paper figure that was walking towards him stopped and its body was trembling violently.
Seeing that the evil spirit had not left, Le Zheng Fengye spat out the incense stick he was holding in his mouth, placed it on the head of the red paper figure, and pressed it down three times.
Every point was imbued with the righteous energy of incense, directly targeting Ruan Jiaojiao, who was hidden inside the paper figure.
At this point, she had already been identified as a malevolent spirit by Yue Zheng Feng Ye.
"You unruly soul, daring to disobey my command! I will summon the Five Thunder Gods to set up a golden light array, imprisoning your soul in the deepest hell, where it will never be able to rise again!"
As the voice faded, the red paper figure trembled violently a few times, as if lifeless, and gently fell backward.