Lao Jia wanted to cry, but he grabbed Jiang Chen's arm, "I feel very uncomfortable, it's really uncomfortable!"

When Jiang Chen heard him say this, he patted his back and encouraged him to cheer up again, "Your son is dead, you have no son now."

"So, let's work for me well. You have to find the meaning of your existence in your last life. Otherwise, what's the point of living?"

After hearing this, Lao Jia also felt that what Jiang Chen said made sense. Now that his son is dead, he might as well work hard.

"Yes, I have to work hard, otherwise what's the point of living?" Old Jia smiled slightly.

He relaxed and worked hard! He wanted to sigh, but he didn't know how to do it.

Lao Jia just looked at Jiang Chen in front of him, his eyes slightly contracted. He grabbed the natural arms in front of him, and he wanted to say something...

He lowered his head, swaying his hands, feeling that Jiang Chen had already grasped the last lifeline. Jiang Chen whispered to him: "Everything has come true."

"Okay, let's start attacking today. I'll teach you the paper-making guys." Jiang Chen took them directly to the room, and he sent some paper he had prepared over.

Jiang Chen talked to them quietly, then pulled open the chair and sat down and smiled, looking at the two old men in front of him.

These two people learned very seriously, but their hands were not in charge. No matter what, the paper man they made was really not as good-looking as Jiang Chen's hands.

"Why is this happening?" they frowned slightly.

"Hiss! It seems we can't make such a beautiful paper man." One of them said in a low voice.

Jiang Chen took a breath, his brows frowned, and then said softly to the person in front of him: "That's because you are not used to it."

Mr. Chen nodded, his fingers really didn't obey his orders. Mr. Chen clenched his fists!

Huh! A wind blew over, making his body tremble. He felt it, and he really felt it. When the gust of wind blew over, his body tilted a little.

Mr. Chen suddenly saw Jiang Chen, and he saw the glimmer of light in Jiang Chen's eyes.

He didn't know what was going on, but his fingers became flexible. He had an idea in his mind, and a paper man was born from his hands.

To be honest, this person looks very ugly, but when Mr. Chen looked at him, he thought this was his own child.

He liked the paper man in front of him very much and thought he was spiritual. When Jiang Chen looked at the paper man, his eyes flashed slightly.

"This paper man..."

The person in front of him whispered to Jiang Chen: "Isn't it very spiritual?"

Mr. Chen gently stroked him, and he felt that the paper man seemed to be moving. In fact, the wind blew the paper man, "Can I take this paper man home?"

Jiang Chen shook his head and refused.

Jiang Chen's tone was still very stern and said to the person in front of him: "What a joke? You still want to bring this home. Do you know how dangerous this is?"

Mr. Chen was frightened. He didn't know where there was danger. He shook his head, "I don't know."

Jiang Chen snorted, then patted his shoulder, "I know you don't know, so you don't say these words again in the future."

He brought a brazier, and there were charcoal fires inside us.

"Wait a minute." Mr. Chen felt a little sad. Looking at the paper man in his hand, he was a little scared.

He actually felt that the paper man in his hand was panicking, and even he was afraid that the paper man would be burned if he threw it away.

"Jiang Chen, can't this paper man be placed in the store?" Mr. Chen couldn't help but whisper.

"The paper man folded it out just to burn it, don't you think?" Jiang Chen smiled and said to the person in front of him, and Mr. Chen was speechless.

"That's right. The paper man folded it out and burned it. I shouldn't be reluctant to let it go. If I can't let it go, then there must be something wrong."

Mr. Chen nodded and he smiled, but there was a hint of sadness in his smile. Mr. Chen looked at the paper man in front of him and was thrown into the fire.

He stared at him straight, feeling the pain, and also feeling the man asking for help from him.

He didn't know whether what he saw was true or false, as if he saw the paper man opening his hands towards him.

Mr. Chen subconsciously wanted to hug the paper man. In a trance, he was burned and suddenly woke up.

Mr. Chen glanced at his hand and then looked at Jiang Chen! Jiang Chen, who was standing beside him, looked solemnly.

"What happened to me just now?" He didn't know what happened. After Mr. Chen woke up, there was still a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Mr. Chen had a dazed look in his eyes. He kept looking around, "What's wrong with me?"

He felt his heart beating faster and his heart was so uncomfortable. Did something special happened just now?

"You just folded a paper man." Old Jia said to Mr. Chen from the side, "Then you are like crazy. Really that paper man shouldn't be burned."

"I saw you just now, do you even think the paper man is alive?" Lao Jia just expressed his feelings.

"Ah?" Mr. Chen had some doubts. Is this really the case? But how could he do such a thing?

Mr. Chen shook his head, "It's impossible, I won't be such a nervous person."

He said to the person in front of him with firm determination: "How could I be such a person?"

He was extremely determined, "You must have made a mistake."

It was so firm that people could see the hoarseness in Mr. Chen's voice. Jiang Chen pulled the corners of his lips and said, "Old Jia, stop making trouble."

"Why am I making a fuss? I clearly saw it just now." Old Jia felt wronged when Jiang Chen said this.

He clearly saw Mr. Chen holding the paper man, his whole body was different.

"It should be that you poured your efforts into folding paper people and poured too much emotion into it." Jiang Chen said in a low voice, "so there is a spirit possessed on the paper."

"Spirit?" Mr. Chen was a little confused. He didn't know what Jiang Chen was saying, but he felt it was amazing when he heard this word.

It seemed as if he knew what Jiang Chen was talking about.

"I don't know what spirit is, but I know that at this time, there must be many lonely ghosts wandering around." Mr. Chen thought carefully.

"Maybe a lonely ghost was attached to the paper man at that moment." When Mr. Chen lowered his head, he saw that the paper man had been burned.
Chapter completed!