The curtains were open in the east room of the Wang family, and two pairs of eyes were 'exposed' in the window, and Wang Youhui and his uncle Lao Shen Tou were smiling strangely at Ma Chengfeng. Fastest update access: щщщ.79XS.сОΜ.

Huang Zha Paper was very punctual, standing anxiously in the small courtyard with the paper man under his arm, and hurriedly greeted Ma Chengfeng and the others when they saw them coming back.

"Did you get it?"

Ma Chengfeng opened the plastic bag, and there was a bag of silky hair inside, and it was estimated that someone who had collected his hair could give a good price when he saw it.

"Enough! Don't go into the house yet. Give it to me! "Huang Tie paper sandwiched the paper man, carried a bag of hair, pushed the 'door' into the house, then closed the 'door' with his backhand, and closed the curtains again, as if he didn't want outsiders to spy on his ancestral skills.

Chang Xiaoman leaned to the root of the window, stood on tiptoe and looked in, but the curtains were so tight that he couldn't see anything.

"Huh? Is Master Huang using sorcery? She asked Ma Chengfeng.

"Well, isn't that a sorcery? I bought it for 500 dollars! If he doesn't get it for me, I'll have to ask him to return it!" Ma Chengfeng dragged her back.

It is an ancestral old craft, and it is not passed on, even if Ma Chengfeng wants to learn it, he may not be willing to teach it. This kind of traditional craft is basically passed on to men and not to women, Huang Zha paper is so old that he has not married a daughter-in-law 'wife', no children and no 'daughter', it seems that this craft will be lost in the future.

About ten minutes later, Huang Zhashi pushed open the 'door' of the house. They rushed in excitedly, only to see a 'woman' standing in the room, with his back to them. The slender figure, the broken 'flower' cotton jacket, the black hair, and the back are exactly the same as Zhang Huifang.

"I'm ...... Evil...... This...... Senior, how did you do that? Ma Chengfeng exclaimed.

"What's the matter, do you think you are wronged by the 500 yuan you 'spent' now?" Huang Zhashi is proud of his craft.

Chang Xiaoman turned to "Zhang Huifang" and looked carefully, Zhang Huifang's face in front of him was a little pale, her weight was very light, and her skin was not so good, but she was really like a living person, if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't tell whether it was a living person or a paper person. Especially her eyes, which can almost be expressive, there is a strange blood-red brilliance in her eyes, but it seems that her eyes are vividly glowing with vitality.

"Master Huang? It's two thousand dollars, you take it first! Chang Xiaoman did not hesitate to take out all the money he was carrying.

"Miss Chang, what are you doing here? There are no dead people in your family, and it is unlucky to tie paper! "Huang Zha paper didn't dare to accept it.

"Hurry, hurry! Tie a horse Cheng Feng out for me tomorrow, and I'm going to take it back to protect me! At that time, the Nine Lives Cat will not dare to come to me! ”

Ma Chengfeng gasped and quickly covered his hair. He said in his heart, this Huang Tie paper is a 'traitor' businessman, if he really accepts Chang Xiaoman's money, he will definitely come to steal his hair.

"Oh, okay, okay, you two don't make trouble, Cheng Feng, write down Zhang Huifang's birthday on yellow paper for me and paste it in front of her 'chest'."

Ma Chengfeng did so, and wrote down Huifang's birthday. The paper figure is wearing clothes, naturally, and the clothes are also painted on yellow paper. With a blushing face, he took a step forward, lifted the outer layer of the paper figure, and retracted his hand, a little embarrassed. This paper man can almost be 'messy' real, whether it is the look' or the face and figure, it is no different from a living person, looking at the paper man's miserable white face Ma Chengfeng always feels that it is the living Zhang Huifang standing in front of him.

"I didn't paint the inside, hurry up!" Huang Zhashi shook his head and said.

The moment he pasted Huifang's birthday on the paper man's chest, he seemed to feel that there seemed to be a heartbeat coming from the paper man's chest, and he was frightened to take two steps back, pointing at the paper man with a frightened face and unable to say half a word.

"Miss Chang stayed at home for a while to protect the Dharma for me. Cheng Feng brought the paper figure to Zhang's house, I don't care what method you use, even if you tie it up, you have to 'get' Huifang back. Once I started doing it, the paper man was no longer a paper man! Do you understand? His tone was very solemn.

"Do you mean to let the paper man replace Huifang and Brother Youhui as husband and wife?" Ma Chengfeng asked.

"Why, why not?" Huang Zhazhi is very confident in this perfect work of art in his hands.

Ma Chengfeng and Chang Xiaoman looked at each other and smiled bitterly, although this paper figure is vivid, almost 'chaotic', but is it a paper man? Not to mention whether the paper figure can move or walk. Wang Youhui and Lao Shen Tou are not fools, can't paper people be distinguished from real people?

Seeing that they didn't believe it, Huang Zhaji smiled slightly and said, "You forgot, I'm a contractor." ”

No matter what he says, the paper man is the paper man! Ma Chengfeng said: "Senior, I'm not very rich, why don't you pay me back the five hundred yuan." ”

"Hehe...... he smiled again, grabbed the paper man, put the paper man in the small courtyard, and then reached out and pushed Ma Chengfeng and Chang Xiaoman out. You two are not allowed to peek at me while I cast a spell. "After that, he closed the 'door' with his backhand, and listened to him rummaging through the big bag in the room.

After a while, the gong sounded, and the rhythm of the gong striking was strange, intermittently slow and slow. Just when Ma Chengfeng and Chang Xiaoman didn't know what to do, the paper man behind him actually opened his arms and hugged Ma Chengfeng.

"Huh?" Ma Chengfeng, who was frightened, was 'excited' and was hugged by the paper man. This situation frightened him, if it was really Huifang who gave him a gentle hug, it would be very comfortable, but this ...... But this is clearly a cold paper man!

Chang Xiaoman, who was standing on the side, was speechless, and when the paper man opened his arms and hugged Ma Chengfeng, his eyes were obviously blinking, and his true feelings were 'revealed' in his eyes, as if he was holding his sweetheart in his arms. It was definitely not a paper figure, it was no different from a living person, it already had the expression of a normal person.

And when Ma Chengfeng was hugged by her, he clearly felt the weight on his body and the body fragrance of the young 'woman', the smell was very similar to the simple Zhang Huifang, but the body of the paper man was still cold, and there was no temperature of a living person.

"Boy, do you want to have a more intimate act with your little beauty? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. In the room, Huang Zha Paper laughed.

"Senior! Two thousand dollars! Hurry up and tie me a horse Chengfeng! I want to be bigger, stronger! Chang Xiaoman slapped happily.

The ancestral 'door' craftsmanship of Huang Zha Paper is really worthy of its reputation, and Ma Chengfeng was dumbfounded when he saw it, isn't this a god? It can definitely be fake and real!

It was dark very early in the Northeast during the New Year, and the full moon was already shining before five o'clock in the afternoon. Ma Chengfeng and Chang Xiaoman took advantage of the moonlight 'color' and ran to the back of Huifang's house with a fluttering paper figure. Listening to the movement in the house, it seems that a family of three is discussing something. I didn't ask him to go to dinner this afternoon, there must be something I don't want him to know, Bacheng is the marriage between Huifang and Wang Youhui.