Traveling through the world of Paper Wedding Dress

"What...what's going on? I was heading to the hospital, so how come I ended up back at Moshui Village? Even if I took the wrong road, I can't get here in such a short time..." Shen Moqing looked at the village he had left not long ago and didn't know what to do for a moment.

[Now that we are here, let’s go ask Granny Yubaba. ]

Shen Moqing carried Wang Jiaotong into the house and met his second grandfather and Tangbaba who were waiting anxiously. After listening to Shen Moqing's story, Tangbaba came close to Wang Jiaotong and looked at her carefully for a while.

Yubaba: "Oh, this may be her soul leaving her body. I don't know where her soul is. If it is too far away from her body, something bad will happen."

At this time, the lights in the room flickered.

"The light... the light flickered again. This happened at home before. Could it be that some unclean thing followed us?" Granny Yu said differently: "Maybe it was your woman. This soul can't touch things in the world of the living, but it can touch lights and other things that carry electricity. I don't know why."

"Really? Could it be that Tongtong is here?" Shen Moqing was a little happy: "Oh, right, cell phone... cell phone."

Shen Moqing took out his cell phone and looked around but saw nothing.

“No, I didn’t see anything…”

Yubaba: "This soul can only be seen and touched by those with strong Yin energy. If it is a more powerful ghost, then it can be seen with the naked eye. But the Yang soul of ordinary people cannot be seen by these methods. Especially Kurumi, her Yang soul is weaker and can only move in the place between Yin and Yang. She can see us, but we can't see her."

Shen Moqing thought of the paper-made mobile phone he had picked up before and asked, "By the way, I found a paper-made mobile phone in your senior brother's shop. Can I burn this for Tongtong to use?"

Granny Yu: "I've heard of this method of burning paper. Let's give it a try."

Shen Moqing placed Wang Jiaotong's portrait in front of the stove and then put the paper-made mobile phone into the stove to burn. Soon Shen Moqing's mobile phone rang.

"Tongtong? Is it Tongtong?"

Wang Jiaotong: "Qingqing... I'm so scared... I've turned into a ghost..." Wang Jiaotong kept crying and complaining, not giving Shen Moqing any chance to respond.

Seeing that the second grandfather was frightened when he heard her voice, he said, "This... this is too weird. Can... can... you really talk to ghosts?"

Wang Jiaotong heard his words and said angrily: "Who is the ghost? It's you, old man, who made me become like this, right?"

“No, no...how could it be me? You...please don’t accuse me..." The second grandfather felt a little guilty but more of aggrieved.

Wang Jiaotong: "It must be you, otherwise why would you feel guilty when you heard my voice? If you don't do anything wrong, you won't be afraid of ghost videos!"

Then he said to Shen Moqing aggrievedly: "Qingqing...you didn't speak up for me, and I became like this..."

"Okay, okay, it's almost dawn if you keep talking. Now let's get down to business. Try to figure out how you fell into the river." Yubaba interrupted their quarrel.

Wang Jiaotong: "At that time... it seemed like a red veil suddenly floated in the river, and then I was pulled under."

The second grandfather seemed to be thinking: "Veil? Could it really be Zangling Village..."

Granny Yuba: "Oh, just go and take a look and you'll know."

Shen Moqing drove his men to the ancestral hall of Zangling Village.

Shen Moqing: "Grandma Yu, is this the Zangling Village you mentioned?"

"Yes, this village has only been abandoned for half a year. How come it is so dilapidated?" Granny Yu looked around the abandoned and dilapidated village.

Second Grandfather: “Oh, the head of Zangling Village was arrested for leading the sacrifice of a living person.

I heard that a meteorite fell from the sky and destroyed the evil temple, killing several villagers. The place was empty and no one worshipped those evil things anymore. That’s what happened.”

Wang Jiaotong: "Evil things?"

Granny Yu: "It seems to be called something like Six Burial Bodhisattva. I don't know where it came from. A few years ago, all the nearby villages followed them to worship."

Shen Moqing: "I heard about this when I was a kid. It was more like a cult."

Granny Tang didn't want to talk about this topic anymore: "Forget it, Mo Qing, your second grandfather and I will stay here to guard the girl's body. You two can go to the ancestral temple over there and take a look. The river where the girl fell into the water flows through this temple. The cemetery of the villagers seems to be nearby, so maybe there is some story. Be careful, there are many strange things in this place."

Second Grandpa said to Shen Moqing: "Moqing, this place is evil. If you are scared, then... cough, be careful."

Shen Moqing clenched his fists and said firmly: "Don't worry, for Tongtong, I... won't be afraid..."

Wang Jiaotong put her hands on her hips and pouted as she said, "She's obviously scared to death."

Yubaba: "You took my cane, which is made of locust wood and can beat ghosts. Where is my cane? It was right next to me just now. I am old now. All kinds of monsters and demons dare to bully me."

Shen Moqing comforted her, "It's okay, Tangbaba. Tongtong and I will be careful. Let's go, Tongtong."

Wang Jiaotong: “Yeah.”

Shen Moqing pushed open the door outside the ancestral hall and walked in. As soon as he entered, he felt the temperature around him drop. "Why does it feel so cold in the yard outside the ancestral hall?"

Wang Jiaotong called Shen Moqing and pointed at the tree: "Hey! Qingqing, look, that's Yubaba's walking stick on the tree, right? I'll climb up and take a look!"

Shen Moqing was stunned: "Ah? Climb up? Can you... do it?"

Wang Jiaotong has already taken action: "What's the big deal? I loved climbing trees when I was a child." After saying that, she climbed up, took down her crutches and threw them to Shen Moqing under the tree.

"Qingqing, go on!"

Shen Moqing hasn't reacted yet: "What... Ouch."

"There seems to be something up there."

Shen Moqing was worried under the tree: "Be careful."

“I’m a yang soul now. Even if I fall, I shouldn’t get hurt, right?” Wang Jiaotong had already approached the thing: “Is it a shadow puppet? I can’t touch it…” She thought of the scissors she used last time: “Take it, Qingqing.”

"Oh." Shen Moqing caught the shadow puppet: "This shadow puppet..."

"What's wrong with this shadow puppet?" Wang Jiaotong asked.

“This shadow puppet looks like you.”

Wang Jiaotong looked at the shadow puppet and found that it really looked like her: "It really is. This is too creepy. The book says that shadow puppets were first invented to summon spirits."

Shen Moqing asked: "Then can you possess the shadow puppet?"

Wang Jiaotong refused: "No! I'm not really dead. Possession sounds uncomfortable, stupid man."

"I was just joking. Let's go inside the temple and take a look."