Chapter 1053 Crazy Woman

After the door opened, the fat man immediately noticed a shed in the yard. Inside the shed were four paper horses and an eight-carrying sedan. The horses were pale and pale, while the sedan was painted bright red.

Following the man as they walked in, everyone walked very carefully. When passing by the built shed, Jiang Cheng paid special attention to the paper horses and sedan chairs. These things were only semi-finished products, and some of the colors on them were not yet finished.

Suddenly, a strange and horrifying speculation came to Jiang Cheng's mind. Could it be that the papermakers ran out of the house because the papermaker was gone?

Or maybe the death of the paper maker is related to these weird paper figures.

There were several houses in the yard. They went to the middle one first. This house should be where the papermaker and his wife lived. It contained beds and various daily necessities.

But after searching around inside, they even opened several large wooden boxes, but there was no sign of the woman. Zhang Junyu closed the lid and shook his head, "No, it doesn't look like the woman has come back."

Passing through this house, not far behind it, there is another, larger room.

The house looks different from a normal room, being more than 1 meter taller.

What's even more weird is that this house has no windows, only a black wooden door that looks very depressing. As you can imagine, even if the sun is shining brightly outside, the house is pitch black.

Such a house is very depressing and unlikely to be inhabited. It looks more like a warehouse.

The man leading the way walked towards this room and introduced as he walked: "This is the room used by the paper maker to store the paper people and horses. This room was specially built like this. I have only heard of it. Never been here.”

"After all, he is in this kind of profession, so we have to avoid it to some extent." The man suddenly stopped when he said this, as if he was an afterthought. He turned his head in embarrassment and apologized to a few people: "Isn't that right? I'm sorry, I said something wrong. Papermakers, like you corpse collectors, are in the business of doing good deeds and accumulating merit, and they will be rewarded in the future."

"I don't know if there will be any blessings. I'm just making ends meet." Jiang Cheng didn't care.

Arriving in front of this room, as soon as he got close, there was a cold wind blowing in his face. The fat man couldn't help but pull his clothes up, at least to cover his neck, "It's...it's so cold here."

Zhang Junyu glanced at him and said, "It's not cold, it's Yin. The Yin energy here is too strong."

Yu Chengmu ignored them and walked straight to the corner outside the house and stood on tiptoe. Only then did everyone notice that there was a bell hanging under the eaves.

It seemed that the bell had been hanging outside for a long time and had experienced countless exposure to wind and sun, but what really caught everyone's attention was that after the bell was moved, it actually made no sound.

Yu Chengmu turned the bell upside down and showed it to everyone. He said in a strange tone, "The inside of the bell was sealed with wax."

"What is this?" The fat man stared at the bell and asked curiously.

Yu Chengmu hesitated for a moment and shook his head, "I don't know. Hanging this kind of bell under the eaves should serve as a warning. When evil spirits are approaching, the bell senses the Yin energy and will automatically turn on when there is no wind. But... why should it be sealed with wax?" "

"I told you, masters, to stop talking. It's weird. I think we should hurry up and look for someone. It doesn't matter if we can't find someone. We... we'll leave as soon as we're done." The leading man stared at the dark wooden door and endured. He couldn't help but touch his arm and said that at some point, a layer of goosebumps appeared on his arm.

Just like Zhang Junyu said, when you get close to here, it's not just cold, but a downright gloomy feeling.

After saying this, the man swallowed, then stretched out his hand to push the door open, but before his hand could touch the wooden door, Zhang Junyu grabbed him and pulled him aside.

"You...what are you doing?" The man was very nervous.

"Don't move!" Zhang Junyu's expression was even more nervous than him, and veins were popping on his forehead. He stared at the position under his feet. About a few inches in front of the threshold, there was a very thin line.

The thread had been broken and scattered on the ground. Jiang Cheng and Chen Hao frowned slightly, but neither of them noticed.

Yu Chengmu squatted down and twisted the thin wire with his hands. The other end of the thin wire was fixed on the wall. It was obviously carefully arranged. If someone walked into this room, it would be difficult to avoid it.

In everyone's understanding, this should be an anti-theft measure set up by the papermaker, but this idea disappeared in an instant. Where is this place?

This is where the paper figurines are stored. Who would steal such a thing?

If it's not to prevent people from getting in, what else could it be? Is it possible to leave the contents alone?

As this thought flashed out, everyone's faces turned ugly.

"Come and see." Yu Chengmu gently pulled the thread. Slowly, on the other side of the broken thread, everyone saw a white thing being pulled.

It's...a torn piece of paper.

The paper was caught on the thin line, as if it had been scraped up accidentally.

Du Moyu took a deep breath. His brainstorming ability was as good as Fatty's. A picture quickly emerged in his mind: in the dark night, a long series of paper figures with painted eyebrows jumped out of the house one by one. , one of the paper figures accidentally touched the thin line, and this piece of paper was scraped off at that time.

Just last night!

Those paper figures went to them, went to the Wu family mansion, and carried away the large coffins.

The fat man swallowed hard and said he didn't want to go in anymore.

Finally, Yu Chengmu took a deep breath, stood up, and pushed open the wooden door in front of him. When the wooden door was pushed open, a smell of paint and decay hit his face.

It was very dark inside, abnormally dark. The man found a lantern behind the door, lit it, and walked inside. The space in the room was larger than expected, divided by thick cardboard into several passages.

On both sides of each passage, there were paper figures.

The paper figures were almost all semi-finished products, with different shapes and movements. Some of them only had a rudimentary shape of facial features, while some had no face at all, just a bald head.

"Masters, you must look carefully, maybe the crazy woman is hiding in these paper figures." The leading man suddenly said this, and everyone's heart was lifted again.

The man walked slowly in front, and the passages were connected to each other. Everyone turned back and forth inside. The light of the lantern was not very bright, and the shadows around were dim, making the colorful paper figures even more terrifying.

What's even more weird is that there are still many paper figures that seem to be because the paint has not dried yet, and they are hung under the ceiling with a hemp rope tied around their necks.

As a gust of wind blew, the hanging paper man swayed slightly, and its two stiff paper feet swung above their heads. The creaking sound of the hemp rope rubbed against their ears.