Chapter 30: The White Paper Man: Xie the Flower Demon and the Little Fox's Diamond
I touched my head and opened my eyes wide. Tang Ange's brain was definitely burned out today. He would make such a random move to me. Isn't he a man of good character and law-abiding? This kind of move is not something you can just pull on someone.
It can be done!
Tang Ange saw me staring at him and thought I didn't understand what he meant. Indeed, I didn't understand what he meant. He was in a good temper at this time. He didn't avoid my topic like he did in the car and explained.
Listen to me:
"My body was eaten by these demons and ghosts. Now that they have appeared, I think it won't take long for me to have a complete body."
"That's really congratulations to Master Tang. I'm also looking forward to such a day!"
This is not a flattery to Tang Ange. Of course I am looking forward to the day when I finally don’t have to be with ghosts every day. I want to live with others and be free.
"Are you in a hurry to get rid of me?" Tang Ange said tepidly: "I know what you are thinking."
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant, I meant..." I hurriedly explained.
"It doesn't matter. When my body is recovered, it's up to the girl whether to leave or not. However, while my body has not been recovered, the girl will live in Yanzhi Town, so that I can protect the girl's safety."
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This was a dream, and I forgot what happened next. I only remember that Tang Ange asked me to find a few stacks of white paper, so I fell under his spell and walked towards the study room unconsciously. There were other things in the study room.
My grandpa left a lot of rice paper to practice calligraphy before he died. I hugged a big pile and put it on the table.
Tang Ange raised his lips slightly, smiled lightly, and held up his fan to blow a cool breeze toward the pile of white paper on the table.
I stood next to Tang Ange and looked at him. His lips were really beautiful. The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked and the lips were red. It made me feel itchy to see them. I really wanted to reach out and touch them to see if they looked like what they looked like.
So soft.
However, I never took action and quickly swallowed this idea. If Tang Ange found out that I had such an idea, it would be very embarrassing and I might even end up with the title of a pervert.
Even the ghost refuses to let go.
The paper on the table moved slowly as Tang Ange slowly fanned the wind. Without the bamboo frame and glue, it pasted itself into the shape of two paper figures. The paper figures had narrow shoulders and raised hips.
The figure of a woman, but a piece of the paper figurine with flowers, facial features and clothes are not painted.
I didn’t understand what Tang Ange meant, so I turned around and asked him. Tang Ange straightened the paper figure and said to me:
"Tomorrow you will ask people from the town to stuff the paper figure with realgar and lime, then paste a layer of flour paste on the outside of the paper figure. After it dries, draw beautiful eyebrows and send it to the deep pool of Houliang Mountain.
, the big snake will seek its own death, when the time comes, all you need to do is cut out the snake's heart and bring it to me."
I was a little embarrassed and looked at Tang Ange:
"Well, then won't you go with me? - I don't dare to go alone."
Tang Ange was not surprised by my unpromising answer. He put the fan in my hand and said to me with a smile:
"You are really not ashamed to say this! If it is cloudy, I will go with you. If it is sunny, this fan will naturally save your life."
I originally wanted to ask Tang Ange about the specific arrangements for tomorrow, but his figure flashed and disappeared.