When I looked back at Peeling, the latter said: "I know a little about the papermaker. I can probably guess what's going on here. Do you believe me, can we try to cross the river?"

I responded calmly: "You say it!"

Peipei took a deep breath and said: "In addition to our four-line inheritance, there is still one thing missing in the secret technique of living. That is the main soul."

"We can take people apart and put them back together, but we can't make them live like normal people. There is a paper maker who has this ability. The paper figures he makes can also be called 'blood-soaked paper puppets'.

"

"As far as I know, our ancestors once inadvertently created two living puppets. However, the secret technique of living humans cannot be copied. Therefore, our ancestors once sent one of the puppets to get the paper

The craftsman’s secret method.”

"Not only did that puppet fail, it almost ruined the inheritance of our ancestors."

Peeling paused for a moment: "I suspect that someone wants to recreate the secret technique of living people in Paperman Village. So, he gathered the three of them here, Eviscerate, and also brought the papermaker."

"The three of them are all wolves. When the other party is in power, they will wag their tail like a dog and beg for mercy. When the other party loses power, they will bite back. The descendant of the paper maker may have died in their hands."

I looked at Mo Caiwei and said, "Do your Mo family know how to tie paper?"

"Yes!" Mo Caiwei said tremblingly: "Our family in Mojia Village makes a living by doing silly things and tying paper. But I...I don't know that our Mo family can still make paper.

puppet."

I said in a deep voice: "Who told you that I offended the skinner?"

Mo Caiwei whispered: "It's a rumor from the world."

Peipei and Mo Caiwei's words made me come to a conclusion.

Back then, before Ebony and the three ghosts and gods arrived at Mojia Village, the three-line warlocks had attacked the Mo family. They knew that the Mo family was difficult to deal with, so they simply took advantage of the Cangyu Sect's arrival to ask for help.

The Mo family was brought under the nose of another ghost and god.

It is precisely because of this that the two villages that were originally unrelated became connected.

The ghosts and gods of Mojia Village may have obtained the secret technique of blood-soaked paper puppets from the Mo family. The only thing left is the inheritance of skinning.

Eviscerating and they knew that I had offended Skinned, so they lured me into the village and used me to lure Skinned to the bait.

I sneered and said, "This can be considered a coincidence. Even though they calculated everything, they didn't expect us to enter the place where the paper-maker used to practice. If we could enter the secret burial place of the paper-maker, we would still be able to enter it."

There is a glimmer of hope."

I still haven't said anything, that is, I can't enter the secret burial. This is where our bones are buried.

I turned to look at Peipi: "How much do you know about the heritage of the papermaker?"

"All I can say is try it!" Peipei said helplessly: "The blood-soaked paper puppet is the supreme secret technique of paper craftsmen. I don't know if I can walk through it from here."

Peipi said: "Legend has it that the paper maker has a way of sending ghosts and gods to the underworld. Once the ghosts and gods are captured by the paper maker, they will try their best to recruit friends and companions to rescue them."

"At this time, the papermaker has to use the Thirteen Ghost Steps to send away the ghosts and gods who do not want to enter the underworld, and at the same time use secret methods to block the pursuers from behind. Crossing the bridge when encountering water is one of them. You should light incense first.

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I had just taken two steps forward when I suddenly remembered something: "Mo Caiwei, come here. You are the descendant of the Mo family. It is your responsibility to come here, both emotionally and logically."

"Okay!" Mo Caiwei took a deep breath, walked up, picked up three yellow incense sticks, and put them into the incense burner.

Peipei raised his voice and shouted: "The magician kneels down and worships the Nine Passes."

After Mo Caiwei knelt down in response, she peeled off the skin and said loudly: "Enter my door with blood-stained paper, and the three incense will burn away the world. When the incense rises -"

As soon as the sound of peeling fell, the three yellow incense burnt quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The ashes standing on the yellow incense were like three sharp claws extended by ghosts and gods, and they were hooked on Mo Caiwei's head.

Seeing that the yellow incense was about to burn out, Peipei shouted again: "Sprinkle blood——"

"Hurry up, cut your hand and sprinkle the blood on the yellow paper, hurry up."

Mo Caiwei cut open her palm with a knife, and the yellow paper on the table fell to the ground on its own at this moment, and fell neatly in front of Mo Caiwei in a row.

Peipei shouted urgently: "Clench your hands and sprinkle blood on the paper, quickly."

Mo Caiwei clenched her hands into fists and waved them from left to right. Round blood drops fell from the seam of her hands and dripped onto the yellow paper. There were three drops of blood on each piece of paper, no more and no less.

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"It's done!" Peeling shouted excitedly, and nine pieces of bloody yellow paper floated into the air and fell into the river in the distance.

When the yellow paper touches the water, it is like nine thunderbolts dropped into the water, and nine water columns rise into the sky.

What I didn't expect was that the water column that jumped into the air did not fall back down. Instead, it was like a tornado being pulled up by some huge force and dancing wildly in the wind.

Not only was the yellow paper stained with Mo Caiwei's blood not torn apart by the water flow, but instead, as the water column hovered in the sky, the blood stains on the yellow paper seemed to spread endlessly outwards, turning red in just a moment.

The pieces of paper also dyed the river red.
Chapter completed!