Traveling through the world of Paper Wedding Dress

Outside the ancestral hall of Zangling Village.

"Ah!" Wang Jiaotong screamed as if she had hit an invisible wall.

"What's wrong, Tongtong?" Shen Moqing asked with concern when he heard the voice coming from the phone.

"I can't seem to get in, as if there's a wall blocking me." Wang Jiaotong touched the front and felt an opaque wall blocking the way.

"Then...what should I do?" Shen Moqing panicked.

"Stupid man, you don't even understand this. It's just a Feng Shui issue. You go in and break the situation so I can go in."

"You know more about these matters concerning ghosts and gods." Shen Moqing scratched his head with an innocent smile.

"Of course, a ghost will become a good ghost after wandering for a long time!" Wang Jiaotong put her hands on her hips.

"I'll go right away." Shen Moqing said and walked into the ancestral hall.

Right in front of the ancestral hall, there is a huge relief with the words "Temple of the Burial of the Sages" written on it. Below it are rows of seats and below that is an offering table with incense sticks on it. No one knows who is offering the sacrifice.

The door on the left was tied and sealed with a red rope, and there was a cabinet on the right side of the relief.

"Is there really a feng shui arrangement in this place? Let me take a picture with my phone to see if there are any clues." Shen Moqing took out his phone and turned on the camera function.

“Why is the facial recognition on the camera always flashing? It can’t be here too…”

"Snap" the bookcase on the right side of the relief opens automatically.

"what!"

"Qingqing, what happened?" Wang Jiaotong's worried voice came from the phone.

"No...nothing..."

"The door of a bookcase suddenly opened by itself, and I got scared." Shen Moqing replied.

"There's a bookcase in the ancestral hall? That's great, you can go and see if you can find any clues." Wang Jiaotong instructed.

"Yeah." Shen Moqing answered and walked to the bookshelf. "It seems that there are all family trees and "Names and Secret Characters"..."

"The Southern Dipper brings life, and arranging an array in its shape can protect the Yang Soul... Tongtong is the Yang Soul now, I'll give it a try." Shen Moqing finished reading the book and began to look for the mechanism.

"Mechanism, where is the mechanism?" Shen Moqing looked around.

"This!" Shen Moqing saw the mechanism on the tribute platform and pressed the buttons one by one according to the instructions in the book.

"It's OK, why is there no response?" After pressing the switch, nothing happened for a while.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and the wind chimes hanging on the pillars made a "ding ding" sound. When the cold wind stopped, Shen Moqing saw the matchmaker paper figurine standing in front of him.

“Hehehe... Hehehe..." The matchmaker paper figurine let out a eerie and weird laugh.

"Huh..." Shen Moqing was startled.

"It's that matchmaker paper ghost!"

"Hahaha, hahaha..." The laughter of the paper man became louder and louder.

"No, don't come over here!" Shen Moqing shouted, crossing his hands to protect his head.

"Hahaha····"

The laughter of the paper ghost is getting closer and closer.

"Qingqing, Qingqing, are you okay?" Wang Jiaotong's voice came from the phone.

Shen Moqing looked up and the matchmaker paper ghost had disappeared.

"Tongtong, I'm fine, are you in?"

"Well, you're not hurt, are you? What happened just now?"

"Maybe after the feng shui bureau was broken just now, all the ghosts outside came in. Don't worry, I'm fine."

"That's good·····"

"Hey... Qingqing, there are indeed a lot of unclean things in here! There are a lot of ghosts kneeling under the relief portraits over there. They are wearing shrouds and are not moving..."

"Ah? Why can't I see it on the phone, but... there is facial recognition?" Shen Moqing raised his phone after hearing Wang Jiaotong's words. There was no ghost displayed on the phone, but the facial recognition was still flashing.

"Qingqing, I'm so scared..." Wang Jiaotong's eyes began to turn red.

"I...I'm scared too..." Shen Moqing shrank his neck.

"Ha... Humph! You are even more timid than me, so unreliable! Let's look for clues first..." Wang Jiaotong curled her lips and went to look for clues.

"Oh, okay." Shen Moqing's sudden feeling of fear disappeared immediately. He responded to Wang Jiaotong and began to look for clues.

"This ancestral hall is not big, what can be hidden in it?" Wang Jiaotong walked around. The big door tied with red ropes attracted her attention, but she couldn't move it no matter how hard she pushed.

"Why can't I open this door? Paper~Man~Temple, what kind of place is this?"

"I haven't heard of it either. There are a lot of traps in this place. I guess we need to open some trap to get there."

"I see... why don't you lift up the carpet on the floor and take a look. Maybe there's something hidden there!"

"Okay!" Shen Moqing responded and walked forward to lift the carpet on the ground.

"Hmm... there is a raised stone slab here. Let me try stepping on it!" Shen Moqing said and stepped on the stone slab.

"Wow"

A stone slab on the ground suddenly slipped downwards, revealing a step, and the entire downward passage came into the eyes of the man and the ghost.

"The secret door on the floor opened! It's a staircase leading downwards! Qingqing, come quickly, let's go downstairs and take a look!"

"I'm coming!" Shen Moqing heard Wang Jiaotong's call and walked down the stone slab.

"Whoa" the stone slabs on the ground rose again and closed the entrance.

"Huh? Why is the door closed again?" Wang Jiaotong asked in confusion.

Shen Moqing stepped on the raised stone slab again, and the secret passage was revealed again.

"This seems to be a pressure mechanism. You have to keep pressing it." Shen Moqing said.

"Stupid man, forget it, you step on it first, I'll go down and take a look myself."

"The crutches are at the door, take them with you and be careful." Shen Moqing shouted hurriedly when he heard Wang Jiaotong was about to go downstairs.

"Ah!" Wang Jiaotong responded and walked into the secret passage with her crutches.

There is a small stream below, not big but with fast-flowing water.

Wang Jiaotong walked along the shore, surrounded by ghosts, staring at her.

"I, I am a ghost now, don't try to scare me." Wang Jiaotong plucked up her courage and continued to move forward.

"Why are there so many tombstones down there... Could this be the cemetery that Yubaba mentioned before?

It's actually built underground, this is too weird."

There was a bunch of unknown flowers blooming in front, and the fragrance could be smelled even by Wang Jiaotong, a yang soul.

"What kind of flowers are these? They smell so good... Eh? I'm a ghost and I can smell something? It's so strange that I can even touch it." Wang Jiaotong gave up on picking the flowers. After all, flowers that ghosts can smell must be something from the underworld, so it's better not to touch them.

Wang Jiaotong found a protruding stone next to the grass: "There is a mechanism, it seems to be the same as the one Qingqing stepped on."

"Ha——" in the bush

“Yes, it’s the ghosts on the stairs when we came down.” Wang Jiaotong saw

“Hahahaha…” The group of ghosts laughed eeriely.