The only thing that is certain now is that the old paper man who was killed by himself has no power, just like ordinary mortals.
This can also be proven from the dissection of corpses.
After all, there is a clear difference between a corpse with power and a mortal corpse.
Chen Hao scanned with his spiritual consciousness, wanting to catch the paper man who had just escaped and come back to ask what happened.
Immediately, he was startled.
Within the scope of his spiritual consciousness, there was no trace of the paper man.
How can it be?
Aren’t these paper figures mortals?
Why are you running so fast?
Chen Hao frowned and looked at the sedan on the official road and the musical instruments left on the ground.
This was dropped by the bearer and the paper mannequin of the band when they escaped just now.
He walked over and looked at the sedan.
The sedan is naturally made of paper and is about the same size as a normal sedan. It has an apricot-yellow appearance and a black roof.
The door curtain of the sedan is made of a piece of soft paper, which seals the space inside the sedan tightly.
Chen Hao did not reach out to lift it rashly, but held the sword light and directly cut down the sedan door curtain.
These paper figures are very weird, so be careful what you leave behind.
But this time, he was obviously overly worried.
With a snap, the door curtain fell to the ground, revealing the space inside the sedan.
There was nothing inside, just an empty sedan chair.
This is normal.
The wedding team is here to pick up the groom. Of course, the sedan chair is empty before picking up the groom.
Chen Hao's spiritual consciousness inspected the sedan and found no mechanism, so he walked in and sat inside.
Although the sedan is entirely made of paper, it feels very solid, as if it will collapse if you don't use any force.
It is no different from a real sedan chair.
He opened the small curtains on the left and right sides of the sedan and looked to the left and right respectively. What he saw was nothing unusual, just the grass on the left and right sides of the official road and the scenery in the distance.
"You can count on my little paper figure lurking in the shadow of the grass."
"And for no reason, he even wanted to marry me and sent a team to find me."
"A paper figurine who can see through shadows, but whose power is only that of a mortal."
"Although it is a paper man, it has all the physiological structures and characteristics of real flesh-and-blood humans."
... Chen Hao thought about some of the information he already knew, trying to deduce new clues from it.
But after thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of a reason.
These pieces of information are not adjacent to each other.
Stepping out of the sedan, Chen Hao swung his sword and chopped the sedan to pieces.
The feel is no different from a sedan made of cut normal paper.
The sedan turned into a mess of waste paper, scattered sparsely on the official road.
Chen Hao flicked his fingers and sent out a ball of flame, which fell on the waste paper.
Whoosh whoosh... The waste paper burned and soon turned into ashes, blown away by the breeze.
The whole process was without any exception.
Chen Hao waited for a long time and did not see any strange phenomenon.
Judging from the burning sensation, these waste papers... seem to be ordinary paper.
If an animal looks like a duck, quacks like a swallow, and walks like a duck, what is this animal?
It's a duck.
Therefore, these materials that look like "paper" seem to be pure paper.
But why can pure paper become a living person when assembled?
Chen Hao turned around and looked at the body of the old paper man.
At this time, the old man's blood stopped flowing and his blood gradually solidified.
Since its blood is also made of paper, what appears is that the color of the paper becomes darker, from soft to hard, and it looks solid.
This process is ongoing.
Therefore, the changes in the paper are also in Chen Hao's consciousness.
The spiritual consciousness did not feel any other power on the paper. The change was natural, just like the death of a real flesh and blood body.
Chen Hao frowned, walked a few steps, and picked up another paper trumpet.
This was dropped to the ground by the paper mannequin of the band when they were escaping from the wedding procession just now.
The workmanship of the paper speaker is just like those of the paper figures, very crude and rough, but all the necessary parts are present.
Put in your hand, it is very light, just like a speaker made of ordinary paper.
But Chen Hao just witnessed with his own eyes that this paper trumpet played exactly the same vocal music as a normal trumpet in the paper's mouth.
Chen Hao raised the trumpet with one hand, put it to his mouth, and blew gently.
The speaker immediately produces the same sound as a normal speaker.
Chen Hao had an incomprehensible look in his eyes.
If this was a metal speaker, it would be no surprise that it would make a sound, but for a paper speaker, even if every part is a perfect replica of a metal speaker, it would be impossible to produce the same sound, or even no sound at all.
Because of the different materials, paper cannot make a metallic sound.
But this paper speaker just works.
Chen Hao carefully examined the paper speaker with his spiritual consciousness and found nothing suspicious. The paper speaker had an internal structure, but it was still all paper.
He thought for a while, carefully dismantled the paper speaker, and removed all the parts inside.
Soon, the paper trumpet was divided into several fragmentary parts.
Chen Hao disassembled the parts one by one and found that these parts were also made of paper. The workmanship was still crude and rough, but the rough appearance was only in appearance. In fact, the parts were quite fine, and the structures matched each other without any errors.
After the parts are disassembled, there are sheets of paper with different sizes, different folding methods, and different colors.
The paper is ordinary, and no abnormality can be seen with spiritual consciousness, naked eyes, and eye skills.
After looking at it for a long time, Chen Hao also took out a stack of paper from the Tiandao Merit Tower.
The space inside the merit tower is unlimited. In addition to placing important items such as cultivation materials, Chen Hao also placed a large number of daily necessities for easy use when he is alone in the wild.
He compared the paper with the paper horn parts and cut the paper he took out into the same paper with exactly the same size and similar hardness.
Then Chen Hao restored the paper of the paper horn parts into parts, and then folded the removed paper into the same parts.
After finishing, Chen Hao reassembled the parts into a paper speaker, and then assembled the new paper parts into another paper speaker.
Chen Hao blew the paper trumpet he picked up, and it still produced a musical sound unique to metal trumpets.
Then he blew the paper trumpet he made out of paper. The result was only a gargling sound and no sound like a metal trumpet at all.
Looking at the two paper speakers that were exactly the same but had completely different functions, Chen Hao fell into deep thought.
The same production method, without any error, but the results are completely different.
Obviously, it's still a matter of material.
What exactly is the paper that makes up the paper figures?
Chen Hao didn't know and didn't think about it further.
He put the paper trumpets, paper drums and other musical instruments discarded by the paper figures into the Tiandao Merit Tower, preparing to study them when he had time after coming down the mountain.
As for the corpse of the old paper man, although it was still a pile of paper, it looked a bit disgusting. Chen Hao really had no interest in collecting it, so he flicked out a ball of flame and burned the old paper man to ashes.