This isn't my first time visiting Grandma Sun's house.
The courtyard was eerily quiet, with only the sound of my heavy footsteps echoing in the deathly silence.
"Little girl, are you here?"
I tried calling out twice, but received no response.
I searched the yard carefully for a long time, even checking the old water vat, but I still couldn't find the little girl.
Strange, could it be that I guessed wrong?
The little girl wasn't arrested at all?
However, while looking for the little girl, I noticed that all the lifelike paper figures that should have been placed on the windowsill had disappeared without a trace, as if they had never existed.
Not only that, but all the paper figures that had been pasted on the three wooden doors had also disappeared.
The place where the stickers used to be is now only marked with some faded traces, making it look particularly desolate and strange.
The entire courtyard, no, the entire house, was filled with an empty and eerie atmosphere.
I slowly walked towards the room where Grandma Sun had brought me food earlier, the only room without the stickers.
Standing in front of the door, I took a deep breath and gently pushed the tightly closed door.
With a creak, the door slowly opened.
A biting cold wind swept over me, and goosebumps instantly rose all over my body.
The room was pitch black; you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.
I reached out and groped along the wall, but couldn't find the light switch.
I could only take my phone out of my pocket and turn on the flashlight.
The moment the lights came on, I was stunned by what I saw and stood there speechless.
The room was full of paper figures.
The floor, walls, curtains, and bed were covered with paper figures.
These paper figures are completely different from the exquisitely crafted, almost perfect paper figures I had seen at Grandma Sun's house before.
Some were missing arms or legs, some had twisted and deformed bodies, and some were covered with burn marks, blackened as if they had experienced a brutal war.
I stood there in astonishment, my eyes wide open, unable to believe what I was seeing.
What exactly happened?
Why did it turn out like this?
I carefully picked up a paper figure from the ground, wanting to take a closer look.
However, the moment I touched the paper figure, something strange happened.
The paper figure was like dry tinder that had been ignited; it instantly burst into flames and turned into ashes, which drifted into the air with my movements, covering my hands with ash.
What exactly happened here last night?
Just then, a dull knocking sound suddenly came from behind.
"Bang--"
"Bang bang—"
I froze, slowly turned my head, and only then did I realize that there was a huge black wardrobe standing behind me.
This wardrobe is bigger than you can imagine, taking up almost two-thirds of the entire room.
No wonder I felt so suffocated when I first came in; it turns out this behemoth was the culprit.
"Little girl, is that you?"
I gently tapped the wardrobe with my hand.
However, all I received in response was endless silence.
Undeterred, I pressed my ear tightly against the wardrobe and gently tapped on it again.
The next second, a series of knocking sounds came from inside the wardrobe.
There are people inside!
Could it be a little girl?
If so, why didn't she respond?
Is your mouth stuffed?
I took two steps back, pulled out the fruit knife I had secretly hidden in Yunwei's house from my pocket, and gripped it tightly in my hand.
Then he suddenly flung open the wardrobe door.
As the cabinet door slowly opened, a musty and rotten smell wafted out.
Inside the enormous wardrobe, only a few paper figures were suspended in mid-air by ropes, swaying gently with the airflow as the wardrobe door was opened.
Each paper figure had a yellow paper covering its face, just like the scene I saw when I first visited Grandma Sun's house.
However, I only saw one at the time, but I didn't expect there to be as many as seven now.
Did they knock on the door?
I reached out and pulled one of the paper figures off, slowly lifting the yellow paper covering its face.
When I saw that face, my hand trembled, and the paper figure almost fell to the ground.
The paper figure's features were exactly the same as mine; it was as if it had been made based on my face.
Why did that old geezer make a paper doll of me?
Beside me, the paper figure at the head of the group, are three paper figures on each side.
In a panic, I flipped the paper figure that I had cut out in my likeness over.
On the back of the paper figure, my name and birth date were written in cinnabar.
What exactly does this old lady want to do?
Without thinking twice, I quickly took out my phone, snapped a few photos of the paper figures, and sent them to Master Jin.
Next, I took down the other six paper figures one by one and peeled off the yellow paper from their faces.
Yunwei, Xiaomi, Xiaoyatou, a middle-aged couple, and Grandma Sun.
The backs of these paper figures all had their birth dates and times written on them.
I can understand why there are paper figures of Xiaomi and Yunwei, but why is there one of Grandma Sun's own?
However, when I saw the paper figures of the middle-aged couple, I was shocked.
I've met them; they are Yunwei's parents.
Not long after, Jin replied to me.
"Xiao Chen, this is an extremely sinister and evil technique called [Paper Doll Life-Borrowing]. It involves making a paper doll that looks exactly like a living person and writing their birth date and time on it, attempting to defy fate and borrow the life of another to extend one's own life or achieve ulterior motives."
"This is an extremely vicious act. You must destroy these paper figures immediately and not keep them!"
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