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There were noises and women's cries from inside the room. Even if the lights were on, it could only be seen from the shadow of the window that they were arguing about something. The voice of Ji Sanjie's constant fights came out, which made the night more noisy. endlessly.

There were many taboos in ancient times, it was not good for Ji Mo to enter other people's houses when he was young and strong, he could only watch the changes of figures on the window paper outside, and waited until Sanjie Ji shouted: "You are going to kill someone!"

Only then did he understand that Yang Xiao had gone back to beat his wife. Domestic violence is not a good thing. He was busy drinking outside, but Yang Xiao really stopped.

He turned his head and came out and knelt down on the ground in front of him. The sound made Ji Mo's bones ache.

"Uncle, you raised me so much, I want to be filial to you, she is not good, I beat her up, if she doesn't listen again, I will divorce her and marry a good one back."

It was rare for Yang Xiao to say such a long series of words, and Ji Mo was stunned when he heard it, not knowing if it was because of the meaning in the words.

"It's wrong to hit someone." Ji Mo said, seeing that Yang Xiao didn't respond, he said, "You make me look like a provocative villain." Without waiting for Yang Xiao to defend, he hurriedly said, "Two rooms At the beginning, there was a distance, so just add a wall, and then there will be two courtyards. If your mother is willing to live here, if not, you can build another house and take her there. Now that you have a family and a career, you know the truth, not everything can be solved with your fists, and you can just live a peaceful life from now on.”

Ji Mo didn't like to be lively at first, but if there was an extra woman, there would be a lot of things in the family. He didn't want to look at the young woman's eyes, why!

Seeing Ji Mo's resolute attitude, Yang Xiao didn't say anything. He went to build the wall without eating dinner. There were still some bricks left over from the house built not long ago. A low wall was erected to divide the yard into two halves. Fortunately, the yard had been expanded before, otherwise it would have been even smaller.

Sanjie Ji went to take care of her daughter-in-law for two days, because Yang Xiao's attitude was too hard, and because the daughter-in-law who was a little bit pregnant immediately softened, she honestly took care of the injury for a few days, and did not pick trouble around, Ji San My sister still lived in the original house near the low wall, and when she came back, she said to Ji Mo with tears, "It's all my fault. I just look at her ability, but I never thought she would be so capable."

There is nothing wrong with taking a small fortune for oneself, but taking it completely regardless of relatives, right and wrong, is a big problem.

Ji Mo sighed lightly, but didn't say anything. Thinking about the "birthday horoscope" that Master Wang joked about, he wondered if he should try to make a paper figurine like this.

However, the ancient birthday horoscope is really a secret. Those who know it know that they can't talk nonsense, and those who don't know really don't know what to say.

Even if Ji Mo doesn't know, he knows when he was born, but he can't get in touch with the specific day here, so he doesn't know.

Ji Sanjie is similar. Poor families don’t pay so much attention. When a matchmaker talks about marriage, she usually mentions it with the phrase "good horoscope", and the process is not so detailed. When it comes to really counting horoscopes, it is even more difficult for rich and noble families. Take this seriously and keep it in mind.

Ordinary people don't have enough food and drink, so who cares about their horoscopes, and most of their horoscopes really don't have any special features, making them hard to remember.

Time flies and it's time to give birth. Ji Sanjie went to work early in the morning, and she didn't give birth to a little girl until evening. She said she was as weak as a kitten and might not be able to support her.

Ji Mo reckoned that people got married early in ancient times, and had children before they were fully developed, so don't make the children weaker.

Before the full moon, the child will be gone. The little one is not considered an adult because of the absence of the Chinese New Year, and cannot be buried in a proper tomb. Yang Xiao took him out to bury him at night, and at least gave him a baby, which is not considered an adult. nothing.

Ji Mo sighed knowing that after the courtyard was separated, his ears were much cleaner, and he could no longer hear the complaints from the other end. He only thought about the poor little baby girl, and for some reason, he decided to make a paper figurine , wrote the birth date of the baby girl and burned it into ashes, mixed it into the black paint, carefully drew it, and lightly tapped it into the eyes of the paper figurine. Those eyes seemed to have a flash of inspiration in an instant. Pass……

[Main task: Paper Maker. 】

[Current task: professional knowledge learning - (100/100)]

[The first stage of study is over, do you accept the test? 】

"Ah, this is the first stage? Is there a second stage, a third stage?"

Ji Mo couldn't help being surprised, this is so difficult, it's been more than 20 years, could it be that I just finished the first stage, I'm just a paper man, am I so stupid?

No matter how doubtful he was, what was waiting for him was still a few lines on the screen. In the only question, it seemed that if he did not make a choice, he would not continue.

Ji Mo, who knew that this system was not so smart, was not disappointed. He looked at his rough hands with a lot of calluses. Making bamboo strips is hard work. In the past, they were always pricked by bamboo thorns, but not now. On the one hand, on the other hand, there are many calluses on his hands.

The changes of more than 20 years are really great. When I look back suddenly, I find that I am a completely different person from before.

I can't stay any longer, who knows what the second stage, or even the third stage, will be like, and it will take another 20 years. If I can't finish my studies until I die, who knows if there will be a chance for an exam.

"If I pass the exam, I can go back, right?"

Ji Mo asked, but no one answered, there were still only those few lines on the screen, simple as before.

However, this idea seems to have taken root in his heart, Ji Mo thought in his heart: "Take the exam."

A line of words soon appeared on the virtual screen in front of him: [Please select a work. 】

Ji Mo scanned the room with his gaze, and after the paper figurine in front of him, there were also several paper figurines placed in pairs, all of which were ordered by others and hadn't been taken away, and... thinking that it was the paper figurine in front of him The paper figurine allowed himself to add the last bit of professional knowledge. This paper figurine was originally the most high-end. Ji Mo's eyes fixed on the paper figurine.

"Just choose the paper figurine in front of me."

He was still a little worried as he spoke, he was alone with a paper figurine, and he didn’t know if he could do it, and if he couldn’t, where would he go to get another boy’s birthday horoscope, not to mention whether or not it would harm his virtue, anyway, probably, It's not a good idea, if it really involves the soul level, it seems to be quite guilty.

The system did not give him a chance to change his choice at all, and the next line of subtitles appeared directly: [Please choose a time, 50 years, 100 years, 200 years, 500 years...]

"What does this mean? Time?"

Ji Mo looked curious, stared at the subtitles for a while, and carefully clicked on "50 years". This was also a subconscious action, but he did not expect it to succeed.

After clicking on "50 years", circles of ripples centered on "50 years" appeared on the virtual screen. Staring at these ripples, Ji Mo's consciousness seemed to be in a trance. Suddenly, when the ripples disappeared, He felt something was wrong, why...

The place we are in is illusory.

It's not the familiar room just now, nor the Yangjiazhuang. It seems that, in the void, looking at everything below from the perspective of overlooking all living beings, I don't know where the unfamiliar terrain is.

Soon, Ji Mo found that his viewing angle was slowly lowering, and he could hear the surrounding voices.

"I bought this pair of paper figurines from Zhi Renji. It is said that they are posthumous works. Do you know what is called a posthumous work? They are the most brilliant ones. It is said that Zhi Renji was reluctant to sell them during his lifetime and kept them all the time. , I didn't expect the Li family to be cheaper now..."

"It's just a pair of paper figurines. What's so special about them? I think the paper figurines are just ordinary."

It was not yet dawn, and in the haze, one after another silhouettes were walking forward. The white spirit-calling banners seemed black even when the sky was not clear, let alone the colorful paper figurines, which were not vivid at all. Come on, look carefully, but it feels gloomy.

The pair of paper figurines, probably because they were paper makers, Ji Mo paid more attention to the paper figurines, seeing that the paper figurines being lifted up and walking with the coffin were indeed made by him, and the male paper figurines were ordinary. The high-end paper figurines are lifelike in appearance, but they are just lifelike.

The female paper figurine is the work he chose for the exam. It really used the paper ash of the birth date to add ink and draw the eyes. Under this kind of light and shadow, the corners of the female paper figurine's mouth turned up slightly, as if smiling. The standard small cherry mouth should have It's weird, but because those eyes have a sense of agility, she looks extraordinarily alive.

It is a strange thing that a dead thing has "liveness".

It is also the first time for Ji Mo to see his own work in this situation, because he is not aware of his current state, it seems to be like the perspective of God, he can adjust his viewing angle at will, but he can only follow the female paper figurine , cannot stay away.

This...Ji Mo has some bad thoughts in his heart. This paper figurine will be buried in a while, so should he follow?

Under the ground... I really haven't seen it before... Ji Mo didn't show any fear, but worried that if it was all pitch-black scenery, it would be better not to look at it.

In addition——"Does 'Paper Man Ji' refer to me? It feels like a sense of accomplishment mixed with a name!"

"50 years, is it 50 years later? Is it 50 years later? I am already dead, but this is not a posthumous work, uh, it is impossible that I will die when I click on '50 years', right? Didn’t the paper figurines have been stored for at least forty years? It’s impossible for paper figurines to be left for such a long time! Are they not broken?”

I was so surprised just now, I didn't think about many things carefully, but now that I think about it, the one or two sentences I heard just now contain a lot of information.

"After I'm dead, who will continue the paper-making shop business? Third sister? Yang Xiao? Can Yang Xiao make paper figures? Oh, yes, I also left a book teaching paper-making figures. He learned from the book Bar……"

Ji Mo thought about what was there, and followed the paper figurine into the tomb. Because the paper figurine was not tall, it was put in standing up. As the seal gradually closed, it was dark——