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Biske led his eyes. He then elldeasly lifted Lilly wire hand and carried her as he walked towards the continement comm. Let’s and as then fold um e We’ll go for tream

Lilly happily agreed

In the confinement you, the eyes of the bould mean we

room,

was strangling his own turnar. His soud Houted can of 10

tile exclaimed, “What is he doin?

acting rolling and wing bizanely on the ground. He bundy, struggling with something

Make replied, “I don’t know, acting maybe?”

His subordinate “He has be

it for half an hou. I

Another subordinate: “Who knows, if it’s not realistic deugh, how can we believe it?”

The bald man on the ground was about to vomit blood Did they genuinely risk his life here? He was going crazy. The bald man genuinely believed that he was aldor to die because he saw a man in a white robe floating beside Lilly!

not only could he see them directly, but also felt a suppressing

was pulled out, and he was even more terrified, his face turning pale. He was the one who attached Bryson’s soul pupper, but he had no idea how it

a soul puppet. And it was his master

The bald man’s throat was

ever contei plated that attaching someone else’s soul puppet could make you the target?” With a raised hand, he forefully expelled the soul

puppet lost control now becoming restless. If it managed to escape, it would eventually gain its vague consciousness and seek

slightly, and a cluster of dark green flames ignited instantly, burning the soul puppet

eyes, “Wow! Master Daddy

is what Hannah meant by

wanted to show

soul puppet turned to ashes, the bald man gradilly regained consciousness and looked at her in astonishment. That day in the haunted house, he felt is little girl was extraordinary! So, it turns out it was because she had such a great master! He wondered those few evil spirits around her were also given to her by her master. The bald man no longer dared to play tricks. He realized that even his own master was wary of Lilly. He hadn’t told

taken action against him. With a dejected face, the bald man didn’t wait

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down only to males I had a talent for it, and since I was young. I could make paper figures that looked

only to males?” She pondered, “What’s the matter with girls? Why aren’t they taught so many skills Making paper figures, for instance,

paper crafts belong to one of the Four Gates; namely the executioner, paper craftsman, leatherworker, and mortician. People in ancient times were always worried. that the deceased would not find

the paper figures to carry deceased loved ones to the underworld. It is also a way to express attachment and trust in the departed. Since paper figures are so important, there is also an emphasis on whether they are well-made, agile, and whether they lead the

it was customary for the son to craft paper horses to guide the way. At that time, his grandfather didn’t have the opportunity for a proper burial, but he secretly made paper horses. Using bent bamboo branches for the horse’s limbs, weaving a horse head with bamboo strips, and finally pasting it with red paper. The steps sounded simple, but what he made didn’t look like a horse. It was even more difficult to paste the red paper, as the sharp parts of the bamboo. branches easily tore the paper, and it was hard to shape it when pasting it. It fell apart before even setting off. So,

Lily continued

it is drawn, the first person it sees is the one who drew it. So, traditionally, paper figures should not have the finishing touch, but being young and curious, I did

his memory that fateful night when he covertly secluded himself in his room, meticulously completing the final details on the paper figure. As the eyes of the paper figure began to take shape, an eerie feeling engulfed Gabriel, as though an invisible presence was watching

serve as offerings for the departed, and once they descend into the underworld, they transform into enslaved spirits burdened with deep resentment. Only when I learned to harness

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