Just after Zhao Youliang lay down and fell asleep, the Taoist classics he had placed under his pillow emitted a faint blue light.
Also shining brightly was the "fairy flag" given to him by the big yellow dog.
The light seemed to possess a spirit, gently enveloping Zhao Youliang's large head.
At the same time, an old man with white hair and beard, and an air of otherworldly wisdom, appeared in Zhao Youliang's dream and kept telling him something.
Although Zhao Youliang couldn't hear clearly, he felt very comfortable.
It felt like floating on a cloud, or like a baby in its mother's womb.
As the old man continued to explain, Zhao Youliang's breathing rate slowed down more and more.
This doesn't mean he's going to die; rather, he's gradually transitioning into a "fetal breathing" state.
A state that a spiritual practitioner dreams of.
At the same time, all sorts of feudal superstitions and tidbits of knowledge appeared in Zhao Youliang's mind like a movie.
The most numerous of these are Taoist incantations.
Outside the dream, Zhao Youliang's face was full of smiles, a look of smug satisfaction...
In a daze, Zhao Youliang didn't know how long he had slept, but suddenly felt a little cold.
So he rolled over left and right, wrapping himself tightly in the blanket.
"Did I forget to close the window...?"
After muttering to himself, he suddenly felt something rush into his room, jump onto the bed, and pull hard on his blanket.
Having already been somewhat frightened by the "filthy money" incident, Zhao Youliang was instantly wide awake: "Damn it, is something dirty trying to harm me?!"
I opened my eyes with a "bang," only to see a big yellow dog.
The rogue dog's eyes were filled with fear, just like the night the corpse came.
Having experienced this before, Zhao Youliang instantly realized that something terrible was going to happen: the evil spirits had really come!
They quickly pulled back the covers to let the big yellow dog in, and the two of them hugged tightly, like lovers about to be forced apart.
"Dog, Dog Bro, is it going to be haunted?"
The big yellow dog couldn't speak and couldn't answer Zhao Youliang at all.
Just like last time, with a "plop," he shoved the dog's paw into Zhao Youliang's mouth, using his actions to shut the guy up.
Zhao Youliang subconsciously licked it: Hmm, still the same old taste, a bit salty...
Adhering to the principle of never suffering a loss, Zhao Youliang immediately retaliated.
He shoved his unwashed hands, which he hadn't washed after using the toilet, into the dog's mouth with a "plop."
Whether it was a coincidence or not, after the "exchange ceremony" was completed, a strong wind suddenly howled outside and ghostly figures appeared.
Then something, carrying a chilling wind, slammed violently against the door of the paper-making shop.
However, this thing was clearly unaware of the shop's terror. After a muffled "bang," it screamed and was bounced back.
At the same time, the two rows of paper figures instantly came to life.
With a click, they all turned their heads, their scarlet eyes fixed on the direction of the gate.
"Hehehehe." Laughter followed from inside the female doll.
The creatures outside the shop, unaware of their impending doom, heard the laughter and instead of retreating, charged forward again towards the door, trying to "pass through the wall."
Just then, the door suddenly opened by itself.
The thing hit nothing and, like an ordinary person with nowhere to expend their energy, staggered and fell into the shop.
Before the thing could react, all the paper figures suddenly surrounded it at an extremely fast speed.
It fell straight forward like a wooden stake, pressing down on the thing and tearing at it frantically, just like a group of zombies tearing apart an ordinary human.
Hehehehe...
The creature's screams and the female doll's eerie laughter rang out simultaneously, creating an even more sinister and terrifying sound.
Only then did that thing realize that it had provoked a being it shouldn't have.
With a scream, he pushed all the paper figures aside and fled outside the paper shop at lightning speed.
However, these eerie paper figures clearly did not want to let the other party go so easily, and they all rushed towards the door in bizarre postures.
Just then, the line of life and death drawn with ashes appeared on the ground, like an invisible, red-hot iron wall, blocking all the paper figures.
The paper figure that couldn't get out immediately went berserk, mechanically twisting its body, with each joint displaying an inhuman shape.
Like a ferocious beast trapped in a cage, it constantly wandered and lingered in the cramped paper-making shop.
This continued until dawn was approaching, until the first rays of sunlight were about to fall...
Only when the noise subsided in the back room of the paper shop did Zhao Youliang dare to spit the dog's paw out of his mouth.
While spitting, he asked softly, "Brother Dog, is the filthy thing gone?"
Are we safe now?
Don't let Big Yellow Dog's usual fierce demeanor fool you; when it really matters, he's even more cowardly than Zhao Youliang.
After spitting his hand out of his mouth, he gagged a few times before slamming his big buttocks into Zhao Youliang.
Caught off guard, Zhao Youliang immediately fell off the bed.
With a loud thud, he fell hard on his backside: "Ouch, you scoundrel, you've gone too far..."
Before he could finish his rant, he was scared back by the "fierce" look in the big yellow dog's eyes.
The other party's meaning was very clear: You brat, go check out the front for me, or I'll beat you up!
Under the tyranny of the big yellow dog, Zhao Youliang could only move forward little by little, like a wronged little wife.
At the same time, he muttered under his breath, "You scoundrel, you just wait!"
"Once I've mastered my divine skills, I'll definitely kick your dog balls to pieces!"
"So you can take it out to air it every day when you have nothing else to do..."
When Zhao Youliang finally managed to move to the front room, he saw a complete mess.
Apart from the paper figure standing in a strange posture, all other items were overturned on the ground, as if they had been ransacked by a thief.
He tried touching one of the paper figures, and seeing that it didn't bite him, Zhao Youliang finally felt relieved.
"Brother Dog, Brother Dog, come out! The danger is over!"
Upon hearing this, the timid and cowering big yellow dog instantly reverted to its hooligan form, walking with its head held high and strutting over to Zhao Youliang's side.
Just then, a piercing bell rang, startling the big yellow dog so much that its face turned pale.
With a whoosh, it darted into Zhao Youliang's arms, and the two of them stood in the middle of the paper figures in a princess carry.
After a moment, Zhao Youliang, who had come to his senses, spoke first: "Dog, Brother Dog, don't be afraid."
"The alarm that just went off must have been the one I set to wake up."
The big yellow dog, having lost face, instantly flew into a rage, transforming from Zhao Youliang's "little sweetheart" into a mad dog.
They pinned Zhao Youliang to the ground and gave him a brutal beating, making him cry for his parents.
"Oh my god, stop hitting me! Brother Dog, I was wrong, I was wrong, okay?!"
"I'm never using an alarm clock again, I'll never dare to use one again..."
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