My 30 years of touching corpses in Yizhuang

"Yes."

The door of the guest room was shut again.

The two strong men looked at each other.

Two men, sharing a room.

They seem to have discovered the butler's great secret.

It was so frightening that the two of them had goosebumps all over their bodies and even tightened their asses.

As the number one younger brother under the housekeeper, the boss has a demand, should they refuse?

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Lin Xiang lay on the bed in the guest room, glanced at the paper figurine from time to time, and couldn't help admiring the magic of "Paper Tie Art".

Except that the people who made it were a little dumb, there are almost no other problems.

Lin Xiang tore up all the books in the guest room, took pictures of cats and tigers, made a paper man exactly like himself, and was not in a hurry to resurrect.

He is waiting for the two zombies, Shuiniang and Xu Ergou, to arrive at night.

Without two left and right guardians, trespassing the high mansion alone is more or less hopeless.

He waited in the guest room until after dark, when someone came outside the door and asked:

"Housekeeper, did the old lady find that letter?"

The paper man butler took the letter and went out:

"Take me to see the master."

"Yes."

"and many more."

After walking a few steps, the butler said to the two strong men guarding the door:

"You take him out."

"it is good."

The servant glanced at Lin Xiang who was following behind the butler, and thought: Why is the butler being so polite today?Shouldn't it be killed to avoid future troubles?I don't quite understand what's going on, but I dare not ask more.

Just thinking about the butler's methods of dealing with people makes one shudder.

The two strong men took Lin Xiang out of the Gao Mansion according to the butler's order. Since it was busy at night, many people saw it.

This is exactly what Lin Xiang wanted.

Because the real Lin Xiang is still hiding in the guest room.

After the paper figurine was taken out of the Gao Mansion, it did not go to the Town God's Temple, but returned to Yizhuang, and met Bai Butou on the way, so as to let as many people as possible see him come back, and then pushed away the parking lot. Mortuary, go in and lie down and sleep.

Fortunately, Xiao Fengxian didn't harass the paper figurine Lin Xiang, otherwise it might really be exposed.

At this moment, the real Lin Xiang is still in the guest room of the Gao Mansion, sitting in front of the window with a hideous expression.

In the situation of narrow escape, he dare not be careless no matter what.

The butler made out of paper was taken to Mrs. Gao's study.

He pushed open the door of the study and went in, only to see a small coffin in front of the table.

"Has anyone been killed?"

"killed."

"What about things?"

"it's here."

"Burn it!"

The paper figurine stared at the candles on the table but did not make a move.

Because once it gets too close, it will catch fire.

"What? Do you still need the old man to do it yourself?"

"Do not."

The paper man stayed away from the candle as much as possible, lit the envelope in his hand, and quickly threw it on the ground.

A gust of wind blew through the room.

The letter burned to ashes in an instant.

"The next thing is to wait for Master Wuxin to come, and get ready to welcome him."

"Already prepared."

After a brief silence in the study, Mrs. Gao said calmly:

"who are you?"

The paper figurine would not show any expression, and replied calmly:

"housekeeper."

"I asked what your name was?"

The paper figurine couldn't answer, because Lin Xiang didn't know the housekeeper's name either.

Old Mrs. Gao laughed loudly:

"It's really funny, don't you spy on information when you're pretending? The old man will teach you a lesson now."

The old man Gao, who was lying on the Arhat bed, took out a crossbow from under the blanket.

No nonsense, just press the mechanism and shoot through the paper figurine's body.

"This lesson is always two-handed."

Mrs. Gao thought that shooting through the body would kill a person. He was right in thinking so, but the paper figurine was an exception.