Since July, Song Yushan has been practicing with all his heart.

Cultivation, techniques, and martial arts are all making steady progress.

Two months later, the script was updated until Fu Xin went to Zhoucheng for a scientific examination, and the paper binding technique was perfected.

Dacheng-level paper-making techniques can give paper-making works a touch of spirituality.

Song Yushan cut a small paper figurine the size of a palm, tapped it with true energy, endowed it with a bit of spirituality, and then burned it to himself.

That's right, although she is still alive, she can also burn herself in advance.

The bookstore is actually burned under her name, and she has the first control.

The little paper man, when cut out, is a thin piece, unremarkable, rough as if it was made by a child.

But after being lit, from the perspective of the Celestial Eye, a lifelike little paper man was born from the ashes.

It turned its head to look at the emblem of the bookstore on its back, touched the small pocket on its stomach, bounced and floated to Song Yushan's palm, and rubbed against her fingertips.

Song Yushan nodded its head falsely: "You should be called Xiaoyi!"

The difference between Xiaoyi and ghosts is that they can't speak, and they can't use ghost power to appear and touch entities.

Song Yushan wrote another note and burned it to Xiaoyi.

The note was burned to ashes, and a long note appeared in Xiao Yi's hand.

Xiao Yi nimbly rolled the note into a roll and stuffed it into his small pocket.

"You go to Yinshi Bookstore, give this to Lu Junlan, the manager of the bookstore, and come back with a reply letter." Song Yushan said.

Xiao Yi crossed his hips, patted his chest, and then floated out of the house.

Song Yushan followed it and watched it go into a corner of a wall and disappear.

There must be an entrance to the underworld there.

Xiaoyi has entered the underworld, it has a trace of yin energy and a trace of true energy at the same time.

Such a strange combination quickly attracted the ghost's attention.

Pointing at it one by one.

But on the back of it is the exclusive emblem of Songjia Bookstore, which is known to all ghosts, and the true energy of body protection, so no ghost dares to touch it.

I just followed it as if watching the excitement, wanting to see what it was and what it was going to do.

So Xiaoyi, with a group of ghosts behind him, went to the bookstore in a mighty way.

On Baiyu Square, Master Ni was giving a lecture, and the ghost students sat upright and listened carefully.

As for Xiao Yi, he swaggered over above the group of ghosts.

The ghost that followed it came to a stop just outside the class area, quite frightened.

If this disturbed the class, Master Ni would have to use ghost power to crush him in the square all afternoon.

"It's really a villain from the bookstore, how dare you float over Ni Fuzi's head." All the ghosts were in an uproar, and they didn't doubt the authenticity of the bookstore's emblem on the back of the little paper figurine.

Ni Jiao: "..."

What is the shopkeeper doing?
If it wasn't for the shopkeeper's aura on that little paper figurine, she would have to take it down and teach her a lesson!
Floating to the second floor of the bookstore as if no one was around, he opened a small window and went in.

Only the book sales area on the first floor of the bookstore is open to all ghosts.

The second floor is temporarily the office area of ​​the bookstore. Only ghosts with permission can enter. Other ghosts will be kept out even if the windows are open.

But Xiaoyi belongs to Song Yushan, and there is no hindrance to come and go.

It floated past the public office area on the second floor, and went straight into Lu Junlan's office under the gaze of the staff ghost.

Lu Junlan, who was reviewing a recent manuscript submitted by a ghost friend in the office, watched helplessly as the little paper figurine floated onto her desk, and then took out a small paper roll from her small pocket and handed it to her.

Lu Junlan blinked, almost thinking that her eyes were dazzled by reading the manuscript: "What is this?"

Seeing that she didn't answer, Xiao Yi let out a long sigh, took a few steps forward, and made a hand gesture to her again.

Lu Junlan took it hesitantly, and then opened it to look at the hidden ink marks on the paper.

"Sister Junlan, my paper piercing technique has advanced again, and I made a small paper figurine called Xiaoyi. If you need anything in the future, you can use it to contact me, so you don't need to waste your ghost energy and dreams." - Song Yushan Keep"

Lu Junlan: "..."

After two months, the shopkeeper finally got a letter.

She looked at the little paper figurine: "Xiao Yi, right? Thank you for your hard work."

Xiao Yi patted his chest, expressing that it was no big deal.

It looked around, dragged a blank piece of paper and a pen, and pointed it to Lu Junlan.

Although it didn't say anything, Lu Junlan understood that it was urging her to reply!

Lu Junlan shook her head and picked up a pen to write.

*
Yang Shi, Song Mansion of Fushui County.

Song Yushan was having dinner in the courtyard, when Xiaoyi floated into the mansion with a bulging stomach.

The three monsters Jin Da, Dabai, and Xiaoju all looked at it.

Xiaoju is the most eager to move, such a little thing that jumps up and down makes its paws itch more than birds.

"Ahem, my own people, my own people." Song Yushan said quickly: "This is Xiaoyi, the little paper man I just made today, and I went to the underworld to deliver a letter."

The little paper figurine floated to the table, found a spacious place, took out the note from her pocket, and thoughtfully helped her unfold it.

"Congratulations to sister Yushan for her success in cultivation. Xiaoyi is very cute, but she doesn't like to take the usual path. Today, during class, Xiaoyi crossed over her and the students' heads twice. If I didn't stop Xiaoyi He was going to be forced on the stage by Master Nee to listen to the training.

In addition, once a month, when will Fu Xin die?

——Lu Junlan stayed. "

Song Yushan didn't hold back, but smiled.

The big white goose and the little orange cat came over to watch the fun, and laughed mercilessly.

Jin Daren smiled and said: "The little guy is small, but he is quite courageous."

Song Yushan looked at Xiaoyi: "When you go out from now on, you can't walk over other ghosts casually, you know that? It's impolite."

Little One tilted his head, although he didn't understand why he had to go the wrong way, but he still remembered it.

Song Yushan became addicted to sending letters, and wrote another note to Master Ni, saying that he had already told Xiaoyi.

I wrote a note to the blind scholar, asking him how his pursuit of Sister Junlan was progressing.

Xiao Yi floated away again with two notes in his pocket.

When Song Yushan came back with a reply letter in the middle of the night, Song Yushan was sleeping, so he sat on the low stool beside the bed and lay flat like Song Yushan.

When Song Yushan woke up, he saw it lying on the stool, its chest rising and falling evenly, as if it had fallen asleep.

It looked like a real person.

Song Yushan coughed lightly, Xiao Yi immediately sat up, and took out two notes from his pocket.

"The shopkeeper teaches paper figurines well.——Ni Jiaoliu"

"I've tried more than half of the love-chasing skills in the storybook, but Jun Lan didn't feel anything, and suggested that I go to a ghost doctor to have a look. —— Li Chun'anliu"

"The blind scholar's name is Li Chun'an?" Song Yushan knew his real name for the first time.

When he introduced himself before, he only said that other ghosts called him a blind scholar, and he never mentioned his name.

"Li Chun'an, that's a good name."

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