Chapter 7: Do you wholesale paper people? 　　"Click, click, click!" 　　The paper man was moving more and more, seemingly in a stalemate with the dark shadows outside, Meng Fan hid under the bed, his heart was in a state of flux, silently reciting Amitabha Buddha, hoping that the paper man of Zhang's mother-in-law would show his powers– 　　He had never been so scared in all his life! 　　The ghostly figure obviously had considerable spiritual intelligence, seeing the paper man froze for a moment, probably did not expect this kind of thing to appear, stared for a moment, then disdainfully got up and stretched out the ghostly claws entwined with black qi, grasping towards the paper man. 　　"Snort!" 　　Seeing the ghost's claws grabbing, suddenly a red aura burst out from the paper man's brow, passing through the window and directly stabbing at the ghost's body. 　　"Sizzle!" 　　The ghost shadow was originally a black gas cohesion, after being hit by the red mango, it violently trembled and suddenly retreated backward, a sharp mouth opened, spraying black mist, emitting indescribable sounds, obviously suffering from a heavy wound, the body was slightly transparent. 　　"Sizzle …… sizzle ……" 　　Continued for a moment, seems to be offset some damage, ghost shadow slightly recovered, stretched out his right arm and waved, Meng Fan home roof above suddenly appeared a light black vortex, to this ghost shadow right arm cohesion. 　　In the blink of an eye, it coalesced into a black viper, spitting out its letter, flying towards the paper man, setting off endless hostile air, the temperature plummeting, and the coldness piercing the bones. 　　"Boom Boom!" 　　Seeing the black viper flying, the paper man's eyes suddenly sprouted two balls of fire, bursting with blazing blue flames, flying out in an instant, pushing and pulling down, and that viper clashed together in mid-air! 　　"Boom!" 　　With a muffled sound, the fierce viper couldn't even last a moment under the flame, and suddenly collapsed, while the speed of the fire light didn't decrease, and flew directly towards the ghost shadow! 　　That ghost shadow obviously realized the power of this flame, his body retreated rapidly, his behavior revealed a trace of panic, but more than that, he was unwilling, raising his hand to cast again, that flame had already arrived. 　　The flame instantly fell on the ghost shadow, bang bang violently burned up, elevated flames are three meters high, will be wrapped in the ghost shadow, let it struggle, the fire did not reduce the slightest, but instead showed a more violent momentum. 　　Meng Fan heard it under the bed, and finally couldn't help but climb out, poking his head out of the window, staring in disbelief at the scene outside–the ghostly shadow in the flames. 　　Only to see a ghostly shadow struggling in the flames, opening its mouth wide to howl, the howl was mournful and indescribable, and the weird thing was that others couldn't hear it, but Meng Fan could hear it! 　　"Save me …… Save me!" 　　What was even more frightening was that the ghostly shadow was able to mimic the pillar's voice, it was practically identical, creating an illusion for Meng Fan, as if it was the pillar that was being burned right now. 　　If he hadn't seen the pillar die with his own eyes, he would have definitely just run out to save it, and naturally, he wasn't moved at the moment, only hoping that the flames would hurry up and burn the thing down. 　　"Cluck!" 　　The ghostly shadow emitted a sound similar to that of a human after having his throat slit, laced with anger, struggling in the flames, his body turning into wisps of black smoke, but it was still burning, whirling and flying towards Meng Fan, who had poked his head out of the window, with an air of not giving up. 　　"Mom, why is it so raw!" 　　Meng Fan's heart has jumped to his throat, thinking that the paper man no longer has any magical powers, this time it is estimated to be over, very regretful to poke his head out to watch, curiosity killed the cat ah. 　　Fortunately, the ghost shadow flew to the window, has been burned extremely tragic, not very much residual appearance, is rapidly dissipating, only the last strand left, violently reversed direction, flying toward the sky, dissipated in the twinkling of an eye. 　　Having escaped, Meng Fan's soul throbbed, his tense body relaxed, and he sat down disheveledly on the edge of the bed. 　　"Pfft!" 　　After the ghostly shadow dissipated, the paper man also lost its usefulness and lay down on the bed, motionless. 　　This scene scared Meng Fan's body stiff, and it took him half a day to recover, rubbing his bloodshot eyes and anxiously looking out the window again …… 　　The night sky was bright with starlight, a bright moon was in the sky, the moon was like silver, flying colors and condensed glory, very beautiful. 　　The courtyard is also empty, where there are any ghosts, everything is normal again, as if everything just encountered is just a nightmare. 　　"This is also too tragic!" 　　After Meng Fan's mood calmed down slightly, he sucked in a mouthful of cool air when he looked down to check on the paper man, only to see that the paper man's brow had burned out a large hole, and his two eyes had burned into black holes, and his entire face was miserable, and his body was in tatters as well! Obviously his brow blood and child urine had come in handy. 　　"Granny Zhang's paper man is too powerful!" 　　"My brow blood and child urine are also too powerful!" 　　Meng Fan touched the ruined paper man and collapsed on the bed in a flash, his heart beating violently and thumping! 　　Thinking back on all the encounters over the past few days, from the encounter with the Soul Hooking Lamp, to the death of the pillar, and then spending money to buy the paper man, and then tonight's evil ghosts recruiting souls and the paper man saving them…… 　　These things made Meng Fan's brain several times want to crack open, causing his cognition to be strongly impacted, and his view of the world became much different from before, and more importantly, a hatred for ghosts was growing in his heart! 　　"That thing didn't die, because there is still a sense of crisis in my heart, and it will probably come back!" 　　The night was like water, Meng Fan didn't dare to sleep, holding the paper man in his death grip, despite the fact that the paper man had already lost its usefulness, and stayed up until dawn. 　　The next morning, before waiting for breakfast, Meng Fan took advantage of the few people in the early morning, holding the paper man in his arms and running towards the house of the Zhang granny, this time without disturbing Liu Xiaoxi, directly over the wall into the backyard. 　　"Oooh ……" 　　Just after tumbling into the backyard, the earth dog from last time gave a low howl, and realizing that it was Meng Fan, surprisingly didn't continue to howl, put on an appearance of ignoring Meng Fan, and continued to lie down in the nest and sleep soundly. 　　"Good Afu, when I'm done with my business, I'll be sure to send you meat." 　　Meng Fan hugged the paper man and tiptoed towards the door of Granny Zhang's room, and when he stood at the door, he didn't know how to speak. 　　"Come in, sneaky." Granny Zhang's voice, however, suddenly rang out. 　　"Hey." Meng Fan squeezed out a smile and hurriedly pushed the door in, finding that Granny Zhang was still sitting cross-legged on the futon, tying up paper figures, apparently having gotten up long ago, only her complexion was quite a bit worse than yesterday. 　　Meng Fan put down the paper figures in his hands, and grinned at Granny Zhang, saying, "Good morning, Granny!" 　　Granny Zhang squinted at Meng Fan, who had a strange smile, and glanced at the paper man he had brought with him, tattered as it was, and snorted coldly, "I'm not returning anything here." 　　"It's not returned ……" 　　Meng Fan's face reddened and he hastily pulled out two hundred dollars, which was all the family money. 　　He presented the money in front of Granny Zhang with both hands, scanned the room of paper figures, and explained, "This time I came here specifically to thank Granny, and by the way, I also want to ask Granny if these paper figures are wholesale, I would like to buy four more, the kind that don't come with free clothes." 　　"Uh?" Granny Zhang was a bit surprised, looking at Meng Fan, and then at the two hundred dollars in his hand, then she withdrew her gaze, and said in a very certain tone, "Not for sale!" 　　"Three… three?" 　　Meng Fan's tone was eager, at this moment, the paper man in his eyes, has been like a treasure, full of magic and mystery, and could not wait to snatch a few. 　　"Not for sale!" 　　"Two okay?" 　　"No!" 　　"One! Just one!" Meng Fan was on the verge of crying. 　　"Ai!" 　　Granny Zhang sighed, shook her head helplessly, stopped the work in her hands, and said in a serious tone, "Late-born ah, no one will have a problem with the money, but I really can't sell it to you, this paper man not only melted your blood, but also melted my old body's magic, last night, when the paper man saved your life, my old body was also subjected to the backlash of the magic, and it almost cost me my life, so I really can't sell it. " 　　"Without the paper man …… I may be dying ……" 　　Meng Fan's voice weakened, human life is at stake, maybe that ghostly shadow will come again tonight! 　　"The paper man can't be sold." Granny Zhang sighed, "My body and bones can't withstand the tossing and turning, but I can show you a way to live." 　　"A way to live?" Meng Fan perked up. 　　"Don't you want to learn how to tie paper figures yourself?" 　　Granny Zhang gave Meng Fan a look of great significance, her tone of voice slowed down. 　　"Tie paper man against the heavens to change his life, tie paper horse a thousand miles in an instant, tie paper bridge shuttle yin and yang, this is the craft handed down by the high people, mysterious and mysterious, you learn to protect your life without worry, the future is bright." 　　After saying that, he stared straight at Meng Fan with a profound look. 　　"Huh?" Meng Fan was stunned at his words, his heart yearned for it again, but he felt that his parents might not be able to accept him learning this. 　　As if she could see Meng Fan's concern, she said, "Three hundred and sixty lines of work, you are a college student, you will definitely learn this fast and well, and you are guaranteed to make more money than you would if you worked part-time." 　　Granny Zhang smacked her lips as she finished speaking, her gaze still lingering on Meng Fan, seemingly in anticipation, and added, "At critical moments, it can also save your life!"