Xiao Yu stepped forward to greet the two of them and seemed very happy. Only then did Xiao Yu know what it meant to meet an old friend in a foreign country. This gave people a very solid feeling.
"Lao Bai, Daozhang Li, what are you here to do?" Xiao Yu asked as they walked on the road.
"It's nothing, I just stayed here and had nothing to do, so I came here to take a look."
"Then there's no need to come to this paper shop. What's there to see here?" Xiao Yu sighed.
Mr. Li on the side chuckled and said, "Boy, don't underestimate this place. The masters are all here. You will know it soon. Come with me."
If Li Laodao said this before, Xiao Yu would definitely sneer at him and call him a liar, but now Xiao Yu dare not say that. As he grows older, Xiao Yu becomes more and more suspicious of Li Laodao's identity, but
In Xiao Yu's opinion, this Old Taoist Li should be a Taoist with some Taoism. As for anything else, I'm afraid it's impossible.
Seeing Li Laodao's mysterious look, Xiao Yu said with some confusion, "What kind of master? Could it be that he is an immortal?"
"Immortal? Immortal comes here to make paper figurines, you can imagine it." Li Laodao rolled his eyes.
This place selling paper-making supplies is quite lively. Although the street does not look wide, it is a bit strange, because every certain distance here, there will be a red lantern as lighting, instead of street lights like other places, so it looks like this
It looked a little dim, but fortunately there were a lot of people, and there were many stalls on both sides of the street. They sold a variety of things, including talismans, paper money, and white paper figurines.
"It's quite interesting. Where do these people come from?" Taoist Bai walked beside Xiao Yu and asked in a low voice.
"He's from the Yin Division," Xiao Yu replied lightly, so frightened that the Taoist priest couldn't help but lean closer to him.
Xiao Yu is right. Some of them are indeed not human beings. They are like vendors, shouting at passers-by, and then selling the things they have in hand. However, there are many people watching and few buying. Even if they are buying,
, those are also some ghosts.
"This is clearly a ghost street, no wonder taxis don't dare to come," Xiao Yu said in a low voice.
These ghosts all have pale faces, but they don't look scary. After all, there are many mortals here, and they work hard to do business.
After walking for a while, Xiao Yu saw a woman opposite. The woman looked to be in her forties and was dressed as a Taoist nun. There were some Buddhist things on the stall in front of her. The stall looked relatively clean and there was no one there.
After all, Buddhist supplies still pose a fatal threat to ghosts.
Xiao Yu stepped forward and took a look at the stall. Everywhere he looked, he could see everything. It could be said that these things were all good, and they were all fully illuminated, and the prices were not high.
"How do you sell this?" Xiao Yu asked, pointing to the fist-sized realgar stone.
"A century-old realgar stone, five thousand," the woman replied with a smile.
Xiao Yu nodded, then took the piece of realgar stone in his hand and weighed it, and then said, "It's cheaper, three thousand. If you sell it, I'll take it. If you don't sell it, forget it." The whole stall only had this realgar stone. Xiao Yu
It caught my eye, so I asked the price.
Upon hearing Xiao Yu's counter-offer, the Taoist nun couldn't help but close her eyes, rub the beads in her hand and said, "Amitabha, this thing is not destined for the donor, the donor should look at something else."
Xiao Yu still wanted to negotiate a price. Seeing the other party's appearance, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Sure... I like to get things that are not destined, so five thousand will be five thousand! How to pay, I don't have cash."
"There is a bank over there. Please help me, please." The nun continued to say this, which made Taoist Master Bai burst into laughter.
Xiao Yu didn't waste any time. He found a bank nearby, withdrew 10,000 yuan and bought the piece of realgar stone. The century-old realgar stone was indeed a rare good thing. It cost 5,000 yuan to buy it, and it was worth it.
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"Hurry up, everyone will be closed soon," Li Laodao urged.
Following Li Laodao's footsteps, Xiao Yu and others came to an inconspicuous small house and then stopped. The facade was so small that it was easy for people to ignore it. There were two paper figures placed at the door of the small house.
, this paper figurine is not as good-looking as other paper figurines, and the workmanship is relatively rough, and some places are not even glued.
Xiao Yu looked at the paper man and couldn't help but said, "No wonder in such a small position, the paper man's work is really bad!".
As soon as he finished speaking, a man walked out of the room. The man was holding a bamboo pole in his hand. There were many ropes hanging on the bamboo pole. There was a paper figure hanging on each rope. The colorful paper figures were dropped on it, and they looked still.
It really makes people feel uncomfortable.
The man holding the bamboo pole looked at Xiao Yu and the others up and down, and then smiled and said, "Come here to buy paper figures. They are out of stock. These are the last few. I think you should come tomorrow."
After saying this, the man smiled proudly, and then strode forward, causing a group of people around him to watch.
"Out of stock? It seems that this paper tie is selling well. Lao Bai, if you are unemployed, you can open one like this and make a lot of money," Xiao Yu joked.
"Let's go in and take a look. This man has a bit of a weird temper. Please be careful and don't talk nonsense." Li Laodao said, then lowered his head and turned in through the low doorway.
After going inside, Xiao Yu realized that there was another cave here. Although it didn't look big, it was much more comfortable than what it looked like at the door! There were a lot of paper binding materials and colorful papers piled up in the room, filling the whole house.
There were some unpasted paper figures on the ground, as well as a white paper horse. However, this paper horse was not big, only half a person tall. It looked a bit like the Guoxia horse that Xiao Yu saw in the zoo.
The so-called Guo Xia Ma actually refers to the horse that the royal concubines rode when picking fruits in ancient times. Because it was not big, it was called Guo Xia Ma.
Next to the white horse, there is an old man with gray hair sitting. The old man has a withered face and a thin body. The most important thing is that the other person is a blind man. A blind man is making paper figures, and his hands are very flexible, and each strip is threaded through.
Wherever they passed, they were able to connect well, and the speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping. Only then did Xiao Yu understand why those paper figures were not even glued on!
The old man heard the footsteps of several people, and his hands just paused for a moment, but then quickly started to move. As his hands continued to turn, pieces of white paper were continuously worn with strips, and then tied to the white horse.
Where Li Laodao was standing, he glanced at the old man and said, "You old guy, I haven't seen you for half a year. I think you are not far from death."
Hearing the old man's voice, the old man's hand that was moving up and down suddenly stopped. Then he turned his head suspiciously and grinned. There was no tooth in his mouth, like a knife-cut face, with wrinkles like hair.
It was all over the place, and the whole face looked like tree bark, without any blood.
