Chapter 590 589. Substitute

   After get off work, Liu Huajian called home and said that he would be back later so that his wife and children would not have to wait for him to have dinner.

   He drove to the vicinity of Panjiayuan, and the antique market was still crowded in the evening. I don't know if it was because of the paper butterfly or something else.

  Liu Huajian walked into the antique market, turned around, and soon saw an old man.

  The old man wore sunglasses and sat quietly in the corner, showing a bit of a strange feeling in the shadow of the sunset.

   His skin was unnaturally white, like he had applied too much foundation.

   Only the cheeks are quite rosy, and that rosy is unnatural, too bright red.

   In addition to the cap and the long coat and jacket, Liu Huajian had a strong feeling that if the old man's sunglasses were taken off, he would probably have empty eyes like paper figures.

   Tourists come and go, but no one stays across from the stall.

   People seem to ignore the old man.

   should not be.

  Liu Huajian has seen the video on the Internet, he is very sure that although the makeup is a little different, it is the old man.

   How can other people not recognize it?

   Not to mention, there are some young people who are Lu Bian's movie fans at first glance. They came to look for the old man. They all walked past the old man several times, but they didn't take a look at the corner.

   Liu Huajian felt strange.

   But he didn't care too much. While it was still dawn, he walked quickly to the old man.

   "Old Mister."

   Liu Huajian said hello.

  The old man did not respond at first, until Liu Huajian approached again and called out, causing the owner of the next stall to give him a strange look.

   The old man finally moved.

   His head turned slightly.

   It wasn't a natural neck twist, it was more like some kind of machine, some kind of man-made way of turning.

   "Sir, I heard that you are very good at paper cutting."

   Seeing this, Liu Huajian said again.

   "It's just a little trick."

  The old man opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and dry, like dry paper rubbing.

   "I have seen the trailer of "Jiu Liu", sir, are you a descendant of Jiu Liu?"

   Liu Huajian asked again.

   "Hehe, it's all things that are not worth mentioning."

  The old man laughed.

   His smile was also stiff, like it was drawn.

  The sound of cicadas sounded suddenly, abruptly and noisy.

   There should be no Xia Chan in this season. When Liu Huajian thought about this, he found that the surroundings became a lot quieter.

   "Little brother, you can see Curcuma directly, which means that you have been severely eroded."

  The old man suddenly said in the roar of cicadas.

   "Erosion?"

   Liu Huajian doesn't know why.

   "It's better for ordinary people not to see me. People with severe erosion can see things that ordinary people can't see, and those things will inevitably lead to madness."

  The old man smiled and picked up scissors and paper at the same time.

   He cut out patiently, and although his head never looked down at his hand, the paper was quickly cut into a human shape.

   "It's a good thing for you to meet me. I'll give you this thing, and you should be able to withstand a disaster if you take it with you."

  The old man handed the thing into Liu Huajian's hand without any obstruction, just like a person with normal vision.

"what is this?"

Liu Huajian looked carefully at the paper figurine in his hand. Although it was made of paper, it had facial features and was lifelike. The front of the sunglasses swayed.

   "Paper figurine stand-ins. In the past, Taoist arts would use paper figurines as stand-ins to protect themselves from disasters and disasters, but don't rely too much on it, or you might be like me."

   explained the old man.

   "Same as you?"

   Liu Huajian did not understand.

   "Okay, it's already dark, I should go, remember, take the paper figure with you."

  The old man waved his hand.

   Liu Huajian took another look at the paper figurine, raised his head again, and found that the booth was empty, as if no one had ever come.

  “???”

  Liu Huajian felt a little weird. He found that the surrounding sky was almost completely dark. He came to the booth next door and asked the boss who was packing.

   "Boss, where did the old man here go?"

   Hearing Liu Huajian's question, the boss who looked at Liu Huajian with strange eyes just now frowned.

   "The place has been empty for several days. There used to be a blind man who set up a stall there. A lot of people came here some time ago, but he never showed up again. Maybe he was sick and went home."

"what?"

   Liu Huajian rubbed his eyes and looked at the booth.

  Suddenly, a chill rose from his back, goose bumps appeared on the skin on the back of his hand, Liu Huajian hurriedly left Panjiayuan and returned to the car.

   At this time, he realized that he was holding the paper figure tightly in his hand.

   "Wow!"

   Liu Huajian threw the paper figure in a panic.

   Looking at the paper figure, he calmed down, picked it up, and put it in the glove box of the car.

  Starting the car, Liu Huajian was in a cold sweat.

   "There's no one there at all, who am I talking to?"

   "The old man said that I have a disaster, is this true or false?"

   "Did I see a ghost? "Nine Flows" is all about ghost stories?"

   "No, that was all decades ago, wait, so this old man has lived from decades ago to now?"

  Thousands of thoughts ran through his mind.

   Suddenly, in front of Liu Huajian, an electric car sped up for some unknown reason, rushing towards him as if the brakes were turned into accelerators.

   Liu Huajian didn't have time to dodge at all, seeing that the car was about to collide with him head-on.

  嘭——

   However, the car suddenly slipped just before it hit Liu Huajian's car, just brushed his car and hit the tree trunk of the isolation belt.

   Everything happened in an instant, and Liu Huajian didn't even react.

   His heart began to beat wildly at this time, and a sense of loss of power for the rest of his life swept over him.

When Liu Huajian saw the electric car that hit the deformed car, the driver opened the door and climbed out. He muttered some words of revenge on the society such as "you all die for me" and "kill you all", but Liu Huajian did not dare to open the door. .

   Until someone called the police and the traffic police arrived and subdued the driver who tried to attack passersby, Liu Huajian breathed a sigh of relief.

   At this moment, he remembered the paper figure that the old man gave him.

   opened the glove box, Liu Huajian took out the paper man, his eyes widened.

  The body of the paper figurine had been broken in two, as if it had been violently torn off by someone, and Liu Huajian clearly remembered that it was still intact when he put it in, and it should not have been damaged like this.

   "Could it be that what he said was true, I was really eroded by something?"

  Liu Huajian thought of the books he had studied in Abandoned Capital, and some basic information about the exotic land that he had discussed with others.

   One of the most important is that knowledge will bring pollution!

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  I go out to do errands during the day, and today's Jiageng will be touched first

   Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket!

   (end of this chapter)