Walking into a thatched hut at the end of the village, Uncle Qi pushed open the old wooden door, and a creaking sound was made, and the wooden door made a strange sound.

When I turned on the electric light, the light was very dazzling and shaking, and it shone like daylight inside. As soon as I entered the door, I saw a paper-made villa that was many meters high. The villa was made very exquisitely. Through the second floor window of the paper-made villa, the paper-made furniture inside can be seen clearly. There is also a black car on the first floor, with two black door kids, and a driver wearing a hat next to the car.

In addition to these things, there are also men with red clothes and paper clothes about half a person tall next to the villa. Judging from the appearance of the paper clothes, they are a woman, wearing a red jacket, with beautiful eyebrows and lifelike eyes. There are two maids, and the other one is wearing white clothes, with the same appearance as the previous maid in red.

Next to the two maids, there were two male paper men wearing black double-breasted outfits, with round hats on their heads, round paper on both sides of their cheeks, and bloody red on the corners of their mouths.

Seeing this man making a man with paper, Li Mubai was stunned. This man with paper was somewhat similar to the servant ghosts under the Thousand Guard Taoist.

In addition to these things, there are also some scattered paper-made items, which are of great variety, making Li Mubai dazzled.

"Uncle Seven, these things are all paper-made, so exquisite, and it took a lot of effort to do it in just over a day."

Li Mubai spoke in admiration.

"Xiaobai's young man praised it. This is a craftsmanship. If you don't do it ingeniously, the owner will dislike it."

Uncle Qi smiled and waved his hand, but a hint of pride appeared on his face.

"I plan to burn these things tonight."

Li Mubai glanced at the paper stuff around him and suddenly spoke.

"Let's burn it now, don't you wait until your father gets into the soil before burning it?"

Uncle Seven put away his smile and stared at Li Mubai in surprise.

"I'll be buried tomorrow. I've arranged supervision, and I have important things to do. This time I come back to handle the funeral for my father, and I'm just doing it. Now I'm still looking for enemies."

Li Mubai smiled helplessly, but his eyes stared at the villa, and his eyes turned gurgling.

"This is not OK, young man, I tell you that you may not believe some things, but if you burn them tonight, your father has not been buried yet, and the location of the cemetery is uncertain. If the house is burned, where will he be placed? And it is already past nine o'clock now. When you move the things outside and burn them, you will definitely attract those wandering ghosts to snatch them. These things are very popular in the cemetery."

Uncle Seven comforted Li Mubai, hoping that he could change his mind.

"It's okay, Uncle Seven, where did you hear this from? It's very interesting."

Li Mubai looked at the unpretentious old man in surprise. In his impression, he knew nothing about Uncle Seven. When he was a child, he knew that such an lonely old man lived in the village, and he didn't like to talk and was locked in the room all day long.

"If you have done this too much, you will know. Okay, since you have decided, I won't be able to force you anymore. But I hope you can think about it carefully. It's not too late to make a decision after you have thought about it. You can do it first, I'll make tea."

Uncle Qi nodded at Li Mubai, then turned around and walked into the small house next to him. The hut was divided into three rooms, one was the hall, the kitchen on the left, and the house on the right. Generally, the toilet was rebuilt behind the house, which was very simple. Li Mubai saw a brush next to him on a plate, and there were a lot of paper next to him, which was colorful. He picked up a piece of yellow paper, cut it into the size of a talisman paper, picked up the brush, and wrote it on it.

"Xiaobai, didn't you burn this for your father?"

Uncle Qi suddenly heard behind Li Mubai that was surprised and turned his head to see that Uncle Qi had already brewed a cup of steaming sesame bean tea and handed over it.

"Well……"

Li Mubai was still holding a piece of yellow paper in his hand, with the words Ge Yu written on it. After a while of calmness, he nodded slowly.

"This is the name of a girl? Why do you do this, your father does this?"

Uncle Seven spoke very seriously.

"Since Uncle Seven believes in the ghost, then I tell Uncle Seven that my father's soul has long dispersed and has not entered the underworld at all. Uncle Seven blames me for giving these things to this female ghost?"

Li Mubai put down the yellow paper in his hand and said coldly.

"Souls have disappeared? Is this really the case?"

Uncle Qi shook slightly and stared at Li Mubai in disbelief.

"How could I lie to you?"

Li Mubai smiled bitterly and sighed.

"How can you easily lose your soul when you become a ghost and come to Rururufeng? Are you sure your father's soul is gone? Instead of getting lost, or being taken into the underworld by a ghost? If you don't mind, I can ask some old friends to ask you about your father's whereabouts?"

Uncle Qi pondered for a while and spoke in a deep voice.

"No need to worry about this, I have already attracted my soul. As long as the soul has not dissipated, I will definitely come."

Li Mubai sighed and whispered.

"Soul-conjuring? I underestimated you, and I still know how to summon souls."

Uncle Seven stared at Li Mubai in surprise again.

"Uncle Seven, I think you have a certain identity. Why not tell me that I just looked at your paperwork, which is very particular."

Li Mubai stared at Uncle Qi thoughtfully. This seemingly ordinary old man was not simply a craftsman.

"My grandfather actually did ghost things, but when it came to my father's generation, it gradually declined. When I was baptized by war, I knew very little things, and it was the most superficial thing to do."

Uncle Qi smiled with a self-deprecating smile.

"Since Uncle Seven specializes in ghost things, these paper-made things are tricky. I believe the rest of the ghosts cannot easily rob. Please help me deal with it."

Li Mubai picked up the yellow paper with Ge Yu written on it again and handed it to Uncle Qi.

He was already a little shocked. He didn't expect that in addition to the secret agents in the world, there were people who deal with ghosts and descendants of ghosts. This was the first time he heard about it.

"Yeah, OK."

In fact, Uncle Qi wanted to ask some questions, but Li Mubai didn't seem to want to say anything more.

"You have this person's birth date or horoscope."

Uncle Seven turned out to be yellow paper, looked at the name on it, and asked.

"There is no such thing. Why, Uncle Qi can't let her receive it?"

Li Mubai asked, saying that he had promised Ge Yu to give her a villa very early. Now is the right time to avoid summoning her out next time and trouble him again.

"Yes, if there is no birth date and horoscope and no things on her, then it is very likely that people with the same name and surname will be recruited. At that time, this villa and these things will not necessarily be this person. With the birth date and horoscope and hair, they can be delivered to her accurately. Of course, thankfully, there are few people calling this name, and even if there is, it is very likely to be reincarnated, so there are still few ghosts competing with her."

Uncle Qi smiled helplessly, and Li Mubai just said a name. It was still difficult to deliver this paper villa to Ge Yu. If there were other wandering ghosts snatched it, it would be difficult for this ghost to receive it.

"The seventh uncle doesn't have to worry about Ge Yu not winning. Even if there are any other ghosts who have the same name and surname as Ge Yu, I'm afraid they won't win her because she is a ghost in the underworld."

Li Mubai smiled. If there were really a wandering ghost who came to snatch Ge Yu's house, how could she give up?

"Ghost Crew? You... do you still know Ghost Crew?"

Uncle Qi opened his shriveled mouth and began to look at Li Mubai again. He wanted to re-examine him and see him thoroughly before he could give up. He originally relied on his successor to deal with ghosts. After years of accumulation, he could finally win over a little ghost who often ran in the underworld. However, he did not expect that Li Mubai, a young boy, still knew the underworld's evil, which made him feel a little ashamed and his face turned red.

"Well, it's not bad. I wonder if Uncle Qi thinks she can receive these things."

Li Mubai smiled.

"Yes, of course, can it be. Which ghost ghost dares to compete with Yinmai? But my ghost is a unique skill, so you go back first, and I will come to you in person later."

Uncle Seven patted Li Mubai on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Okay, please trouble Uncle Seven."

Li Mubai nodded and left here.

When I returned to the mourning hall again, there were many people because there was a stage set up in the mourning hall, and there were some singing and dancing shows, and there were bands next to it.

"Mu Bai, how about it? Is the arrangement of my aunt still lively enough?"

Liu Yue came over and smiled slightly at Li Mubai.

"Well, that's OK, thank you aunt, how long does this show end?"

Li Mubai smiled haggardly, and smiled bitterly in his heart. This was indeed lively enough. The stage was built, but his father would never be able to see it.

"It looks like eleven o'clock."

Liu Yue thought about it before speaking.

"Well, I'll go to the next room to sleep first. If Uncle Seven comes to me, you can ask him to come to the room."

Li Mubai was a little tired. He had been very tired these days, not physical fatigue, but mental fatigue.

The cottage next to the mourning hall was originally a guest room, but many of the things were moved away by my uncle. However, when I came back this time, all the things I had moved there were brought back, and new quilts were placed on it, waiting for things. First, there were too many customers here and I had to find a place to stay. Second, I might feel guilty.

When Li Mubai came in, there was already a person sleeping on the big bed. It was his niece Xiao Jingjing. Xiao Jingjing was sleeping very sweetly. The eldest cousin and his brother-in-law sat by the side for a hundred years and chatted. When he saw Li Mubai coming, the eldest cousin quickly stood up and said:

"You're so tired. I've been guarding this bed for a long time. You can go to bed quickly."

Li Mubai lit up and then slept with his clothes. Sleeping swept over. In the haze, there seemed to be a figure sitting beside his bed.

[Thank you for the red envelopes you gave me. Because of the editor's regulations, I won't thank you here one by one. I will create a special section in the future.]
Chapter completed!