Chapter 65 Paper Man (2/2)

I also did not know the reason. I said to her, ”The ghost needs seven days to kill you. If we do not find out what that ghost is, and I do not give you the corresponding Yin and Yang Tattoo, I am afraid you will die.”

”What should I do?” She was very afraid. Even the light in her eyes was a bit dull.

I thought about it and said, ”Well, I'll ask you one thing. Do you have the key? Do you still have the key to his house?”

”Yes, yes,” she said. ”I have not had the time to get rid of it, it's on me.”

I said, “That’s great. Now things have become a mystery case, if I do say so. We should go to his home to see what is going on.”

”Yes, yes.” Now she was scared, and basically just followed along with whatever I said.

But Feng Chunsheng was against my opinion. He said that the red woman was really too fierce. If we rushed there, we would be dead. This was not quite the same as Ruan Qinse.

He was right. The ghost was visible; who knew how fierce she was? We indeed would not make it.

When we talked about that, I looked at Chen Yuhao, sitting at the tea table, and shouted, ”Brother Yu, can you help me? Go to Chen Zhixin's house and find out about the red female ghost.”

Chen Yuhao took up a teacup and said: “My deposit is to take you to the ghost house. This matter is not within the scope of my services.”

He put down the teacup and said with no emotion, ”I can’t help you.”

I went in front of him and said, ”You were satisfied with yesterday’s plan, but I also have an upgraded plan. If you are willing to accompany us to settle her matter, I’ll give you this upgraded plan.”

He narrowed his eyes, “Say it.”

I now almost understood this person. Although it was difficult to get along with him, in general, he was still aboveboard.

If he was very satisfied with my plan, then he would certainly help me. I did not need to hide anything.

I told him that my master had made a secret tattoo pigment.

In our country, pigeon blood tattoos were very famous. When you were drunk or very angry, the tattoo would be revealed.

However, my master found some herbs. The pigment he made was magical, it could show the tattoo in a wistful mood.

Tattoos made out of this pigment were very effective for people who lost lovers, wives, or friends. They usually didn't have tattoos, only in times of melancholy.

I looked at him and said, “ I think you have a deep relationship with the Yi Ji in the tattoo. The reason you want to make such a tattoo is to enshrine her. I will use the special dye to make this tattoo. ‘Nine dragons pull coffin’ will be shown on your back normally, but whenever you miss that woman, Yi Ji will appear on you back. Are you satisfied with my idea?”

He did not reply. He just patted the table and said: “Let's go.”

He was satisfied with my plan.

I hurriedly said to Lei Qiaoqiao: “Qiaoqiao, you lead the way.”

”OK, OK.” She heard we were able to settle the matter, and immediately nodded with delight.

Her car was parked outside.

Feng Chunsheng, Chen Yuhao, and I got into her car and set off together.

In the car, Feng Chunsheng told me again, ”Alas, Shui, you are a boss now. Can you get a car to drive? How convenient is it to have a car? Every day you ride the tram, it’s too inconvenient.”

I was about to scold him, but Lei Qiaoqiao said, ”My brother has a Corolla, but he bought a new car recently. Shui, if you can help me, I will give you that car, OK? Yes, and another twenty thousand Yuan for you.”

”No red packets, just the car.” I turned down the money.

She said I was saving her life. How could she not give me red envelopes?

I did not speak. I could just refuse later…

In the car, we were silent. When we arrived at his villa it was already eight or nine o'clock in the morning.

After she stopped the car, she opened the door.

When the door opened, she was about to go inside, but Chen Yuhao suddenly pulled her back, walked in the front, and reached out to block us.

He said, ”Don't move. This house is strange.”

After saying that, Chen Yuhao mercilessly smashed the wall in the doorway to the hallway.

Rumbling.

Inside the wall stood a paper man, made of white paper.

Why was there a paper man in the villa?