Xiao Yu stepped forward to greet the two of them, looking very happy, and at this time Xiao Yu knew what it meant to meet an old acquaintance in a foreign country, which made people feel very down-to-earth.

"Lao Bai, Daochang Li, what are you doing here, do you want to do something?" Walking on the road, Xiao Yu asked.

"It's nothing, I'm just waiting for nothing to do, come around."

"Then you don't have to go to this place to sell paper, what's there to see here?" Xiao Yu sighed.

Li Laodao on the side smiled and said, "Boy, don't underestimate this place, the masters are here, you will know in a while, come with me."

If Li Laodao said this before, Xiao Yu would definitely sneer at him and scold him for being a liar, but now Xiao Yu didn't dare to say this, as he grew older, Xiao Yu became more and more suspicious of Li Laodao's identity, but in Xiao Yu's opinion, this Li Laodao should be a Taoist who has some Taoism, as for anything else, I'm afraid it's impossible.

Seeing Li Laodao's mysterious look, Xiao Yu said with some doubts, "What kind of master?" Could it be that the immortals can't do it? ”

"Immortals? Immortals come here to tie paper people, you can think of it" Li Laodao rolled his eyes.

This place that sells paper supplies is quite lively, although the street does not look wide, but it is a little strange, because every time you pass a distance here, there will be a red lantern as lighting, not like other places are street lights, so it looks a little dim, but fortunately, there are a lot of people, and there are many stalls on both sides of the street, and they sell a variety of things, there are talismans, paper money, and white paper people.

"It's interesting, where did all these people come from?" Bai Daochang walked beside Xiao Yu and asked in a low voice.

"Yin Si is here" Xiao Yu replied lightly, and he was so frightened that he couldn't help but lean towards him.

Xiao Yu is right, some of them are indeed not people, they are like a trader, shouting at passers-by, and then selling the things in their hands, but there are many people who watch, and few people buy, even if they buy, they are some ghosts.

"This is clearly a ghost street, no wonder taxis don't dare to come," Xiao Yu whispered.

These ghosts are all pale, but they don't show a terrifying look, after all, there are still many mortals here, and they are hard enough to do business.

After walking a distance, Xiao Yu saw a woman opposite, the woman looked like she was in her forties, dressed as a Taoist aunt, where did he put some Buddhist household things, the stall looked relatively clean, no one patronized, after all, Buddhist supplies are still a deadly threat to ghosts.

Xiao Yu stepped forward and looked at the stall, where his eyes passed, everything was in full view, it can be said that these things are good, and they are all open, and the price is not high.

"How do you sell this?" Xiao Yu asked, pointing to a fist-sized male yellow stone.

"100 years of male yellowstone, 5,000," 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, I'll take it if I sell it, and if I don't sell it, forget it" The whole stall, and this realgar Xiao Yu can look at it, so he will ask the price.

As soon as she heard Xiao Yu's counteroffer, the Dao Gu couldn't help but close her eyes, rubbed the Buddha beads in her hand and said, "Amitabha, this thing has nothing to do with the donor, the donor should look at something else."

Xiao Yu still wanted to make a price, but when he saw the other party like this, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Cheng... I just like things that have no fate, five thousand is five thousand! How to pay, I don't have cash."

"There's a bank over there, donor, please," the nun continued to say such a sentence, and Bai Daochang, who was watching it, couldn't help but laugh.

Xiao Yu didn't talk nonsense, he found a bank nearby, took out 10,000 yuan, and bought the realgar stone, a hundred-year-old realgar is indeed a rare good thing, and it was worth it for 5,000 yuan.

"Hurry up, everyone will be closed in a while," Li Laodao urged.

Following the footsteps of Li Laodao, Xiao Yu and a few people came all the way to an inconspicuous small house, and then stopped, this façade is very small, so small that it is easy to ignore, there are two paper figures at the door of the small house, this paper figure is not as good as other paper people, and the workmanship is relatively rough, and some places are not even pasted.

Xiao Yu looked at the paper figure and couldn't help but say, "No wonder in such a small position, this paper figure is really bad!" ”。

As soon as the words fell, a man walked out of the room, the man was holding a bamboo pole in his hand, and there were many ropes hanging on the bamboo poles, and a paper figure was hung on each rope.

The man with the bamboo pole looked Xiao Yu up and down, and then smiled, "Everyone come to buy paper, it's out of stock, these last few are here, I think you should come tomorrow."

After speaking, the man smiled proudly, and then strode forward, attracting a group of people around him to wait and see.

"Out of stock? It seems that this paper is selling well, Lao Bai, if you are unemployed, you can also open a book like this, a book of Wanli" Xiao Yu quipped.

"Let's go, go in and have a look, this person has a bit of a strange temper, you pay attention, don't talk nonsense" Li Laodao confessed, and then lowered his head, and turned in from the low doorway.

After entering the inside, Xiao Yu realized that there was a cave here, although it didn't look big, but it was much more comfortable than looking at the door! There are a lot of paper materials piled up in the room, colorful papers, piled up all over the house, and there are some paper figures on the ground that have not yet been pasted, as well as a white paper horse, but this paper horse is not big, only half a person high, a bit like the fruit horse that Xiao Yu saw in the zoo.

The so-called fruit dismount horse is actually the horse that the palace concubine rode when picking fruit in ancient times, because it is not big, so it is called fruit dismounting.

Beside the white horse, there was an old man with gray hair, the old man's face was like a withered man, his body was emaciated, the most important thing was that the other party turned out to be a blind man, a blind man was tying paper people, and his hands were very flexible, where each strip passed through, it could be well docked, the speed was so fast, it was jaw-dropping, at this time Xiao Yu understood, why those paper people didn't even paste the paste!

The old man heard the footsteps of several people, and his hands only paused for a moment, but then moved quickly, and under the continuous flipping of his hands, pieces of white paper were constantly worn by strips, and then tied to the white horse.

Where did Li Laodao stand, glanced at the old man and said, "You old guy, I haven't seen you for half a year, I see you are not far from death."

Hearing the voice of the old man, the old man's hands that were originally moving up and down suddenly stopped, and then he turned his head suspiciously, grinning, there was not a single tooth in his mouth, like a knife on his face, wrinkles, like hair, the whole face was like a bark, without a little blood.