Looking at Zhao Youliang's appearance, the old man who called himself Gray Six couldn't help but think of another young friend of his, so he smiled and spoke.

"You saved my little brat's life, and I'll save yours in return. It's a case of good deeds being rewarded."

As he spoke, the old man took out a talisman—a talisman that had already turned yellowish—and casually handed it to Zhao Youliang.

At a glance, you can tell it's an old "object" that's been around for a long time.

"Keep it close to your body, and you can only sleep under the bed tonight."

"No matter what sound you hear, do not come out, remember that!"

"When the first rays of dawn fall as the rooster crows, you will have safely passed this ordeal."

After finishing his sentence, the old man turned and left immediately, ignoring Zhao Youliang's questioning gaze.

Before leaving, however, he glanced meaningfully at the interior of the paper-making shop and then at the dimly lit area opposite the shop.

"There is one more thing. If you can leave this place, young friend, you should leave as soon as possible."

"There are too many things involved, and it is inconvenient for me to say more."

"Take care of yourself!"

Even after the old man's figure disappeared into the night, Zhao Youliang remained in a daze.

He simply couldn't understand what the other person was saying.

Just as Zhao Youliang was scratching his head, trying to close the shop door, he saw Old Sun from the coffin shop emerge from the shadows across the street and wave at him.

This was clearly a signal for Zhao Youliang to come over.

Since they were all acquaintances, Zhao Youliang naturally wouldn't hesitate.

He jogged across the deserted road and came to Old Sun.

"Uncle Sun, what are you doing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?!"

Old Sun didn't respond to Zhao Youliang's words, but remained silent for a while before asking a question in return.

"Quantum, do you know that...that old man from earlier?"

Zhao Youliang was taken aback, not expecting Old Sun to care about this issue.

"I don't know you. This is the first time we've met."

"What's wrong, Uncle Sun?!"

Upon hearing this, Old Sun appeared slightly flustered and waved his hands repeatedly, saying it was nothing.

However, I couldn't help but ask again.

"Did the old man say anything to you?"

It wasn't a "state secret," so Zhao Youliang had no reason to hide it.

So he repeated what had just happened in detail.

After hearing this, Old Sun's expression of surprise deepened.

"Quantum, are you sure he calls himself Gray Sixth Master and lets you call him Gray Sixth Master?!"

Old Sun's reaction made Zhao Youliang even more curious, and he nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"Uncle Liu, do you know Sixth Master?"

"Could he be some big shot? A high-ranking official in town?!"

Seeing Zhao Youliang's foolish look, Old Sun gave a wry smile.

"A big shot, an absolute big shot!"

"The big shots that people like us can't even get a meeting with, even if we beg..."

Old Sun hesitated for a moment before continuing.

"Quantum, Uncle Sun is reminding you, if you want to survive tonight, you must do as Sixth Master says!"

"The talisman he gave you is definitely a valuable item, a lifesaver! You must not lose it!"

"Also, in the future, if... if you encounter anything strange that requires you to report your identity, just say that you know Gray Wuming, the Thunder Wrath Immortal Gray Wuming!!"

After saying this, Old Sun turned and left.

For some reason, Zhao Youliang noticed that his back view looked somewhat lonely and desolate...

Having not understood anything, Zhao Youliang was clearly unwilling to give up and shouted loudly at Old Sun Liutou.

"Uncle Sun, at least tell me what Master Hui Liu does?"

"Isn't his name Gray Sixth Brother? How come he's also called Gray Lifeless? Sixth Brother is his nickname!"

The coffin shop owner, Mr. Sun, didn't turn around: "Silly boy, have you ever heard of shamanic practices in the North?"

"Southern Mao and Northern Ma... Master Hui Liu is the current head of the Hui family among the five great shamanic spirits: Fox, Yellow, White, Willow, and Gray."

"Never mind... you wouldn't understand anyway!"

Even if Zhao Youliang was just an ordinary person with little knowledge, he was still known to the Maoshan Sect in the South and the shamans in the North.

However, his so-called knowledge was limited to various film and television works.

Now it seems... could they really exist?

If they really exist, then I'm truly in for a calamity tonight!

Upon realizing this, Zhao Youliang quickly gripped the talisman the old man had given him tightly.

Filled with questions, I hurriedly closed the shop door and prepared to go back to my room to sleep... I lay down on the floor to sleep...

Just as Zhao Youliang turned to go back into the house, he saw that the big yellow dog was still awake and was standing in front of the doghouse looking at him.

Moreover, the dog's eyes no longer held their usual ferocity; instead, they revealed a hint of ingratiation.

"What's wrong with this old dog? What's with that look he's giving us?"

"He must have been holding in a fart..."

After returning to his small house, Zhao Youliang did not rush to sleep.

Firstly, what happened today was really strange;

Secondly, it wasn't midnight yet, and I hadn't offered incense to the two dolls.

With a heavy heart, Zhao Youliang finally made it to 11 p.m.

After quickly offering incense to the two dolls, he immediately darted under the bed.

This cramped space actually gave Zhao Youliang a lot of confidence.

After relaxing a little, Zhao Youliang noticed something unusual again—the same unusual feeling he had when offering incense to the dummy.

In the past, when I held three sticks of incense high and walked up to the doll, I would feel that the paper figures standing in two rows were looking at me.

Keep your eyes fixed on yourself!

Although the body didn't move, the blood-red eyes seemed to be moving!

The scene was as if the two puppets were the emperor and empress sitting high in the golden palace, and the two rows of paper figures were the civil and military officials.

Zhao Youliang, on the other hand, was an envoy from a foreign land who had come to pay tribute...

However, that feeling didn't come today. It was as if... as if I had become invisible, and the paper figures couldn't see me at all!

How could this be...? Could it be because of the talisman in my hand?!

Upon realizing this, Zhao Youliang quickly gripped the talisman tightly, trying his best to fall asleep as soon as possible.

After all, once you're asleep, you won't have wild thoughts or feel afraid...

However, things didn't go as planned. Just as Zhao Youliang was finally feeling a little sleepy and drowsy, a strong wind suddenly blew up outside.

That kind of howling wind.

The wind whistled through the treetops, power lines, and other objects, making a sharp, whooshing sound.

After the strong winds came rolling thunder, followed by a torrential downpour.

It hit the eaves, windows, and ground, making a series of popping sounds.

Zhao Youliang turned over in frustration, muttering to himself.

"Luckily, I checked the weather forecast beforehand and closed the windows, otherwise I would have had to get up..."

Before Zhao Youliang could finish speaking, a flash of lightning illuminated the scene.

In the fading light of the lightning, Zhao Youliang was horrified to discover something rushing towards him from under the bed at an incredible speed.

"Holy crap, could it really be haunted?!"