The more I listened, the more shocked I became.

This old man was too mysterious. Everything he said was completely correct.

It was as if he had really seen all of this happen.

Thinking of the past few days of grievance, I finally felt that I had a target to pour out my heart to.

Thus, I lay on the floor, tearful and full of sorrow, and told him everything that had happened in the past few days.

When the old man heard this, he sucked in a breath of cold air.

After a long while, he let out a long sigh.

I was worried about him.

Could it be that my matter is too complicated? Even an old deity couldn't do anything?

Then, I asked, "Old deity, what's wrong with you? Can you …"

I'm not finished yet.

"The heart of a doctor, the heart of a saint. How can I just stand by and watch you die? Child, what are you saying?" As Great Immortal Li spoke, he suddenly stood up.

Soon after, he stroked his beard and said, "Does that mean you have a grandmother who's over a hundred years old?"

I nod my head in confusion.

"This matter, the Yin Qi is too dense, so we can't notify her for now. The two of us will go straight to the butcher's house." As he spoke, he prepared to set off.

I didn't expect that this old deity would be so easy to talk about, not to mention his abilities. I immediately thanked him profusely and nodded my head repeatedly in gratitude.

When we finally get to the butcher's house.

Here, they were surrounded in three layers.

When these people saw me coming, they immediately made way for me.

I don't know why, but when they saw my eyes, it was as if they saw a ghost in broad daylight. They pushed me to the side in silence, and the ruckus in the room disappeared without a trace.

Although I didn't understand why they were like that, but I didn't say much. Together with Great Deity Li, I walked straight into the house.

The corpse of the butcher had already been moved to the spirit bed.

The bloodstains on his body had already been wiped clean.

At a glance, he seemed to be asleep.

However, there was still a huge difference between his appearance and his sleep.

His face was ashen, and there were traces of blood between his upper and lower lip, as well as under his fingernails.

Seeing such a scene, I subconsciously felt a bit of resistance and didn't dare to look at it.

However, Great Immortal Li was someone who had seen a lot of things, and it was as if he was used to this.

He walked over to the butcher with light steps.

He said in a strange voice, "I'm wearing a shroud."

Only after seeing him being so casual did I look over.

Butcher Liu was lying on the spirit bed, beside him was a robe with a sleeve.

At this moment, the village chief took a step forward, "Are you the famous Great Immortal Li?" he asked.

From his astonished and respectful gaze, it seemed that he knew or had heard of Great Immortal Li.

"Great deity doesn't dare, just call me Daoist Priest Li. What's the situation here?" Great Immortal Li's eyes swept across the corpse.

He was obviously aware of what was going on here, but he still asked, which surprised me a little.

The village chief whispered, "Butcher Liu's birthday suit doesn't fit him no matter what. He's like a frozen dumpling …"

When Great Immortal Li heard this, he nodded and said, "You guys can try again."

Hearing this, the village chief was somewhat troubled, but he still called for two people to put on their birthday clothes.

And now I was lucky enough to see it.

They tried to lift one of Butcher Liu's arms.

However, the two able-bodied men had used almost all of their strength and were unable to lift up one of Butcher Liu's arms.

They tried for a moment, and I saw the two of them, almost sweating and panting.

However, they still did not raise Butcher Liu's arm.

This was a bit scary.

Although it was natural to say that the bodies of the dead were stiff, it was still unheard-of for them to be so stiff, like a rock.

All of a sudden, the village chief was troubled. "Dao leader, do you think that butcher Liu did not have a wish? Why is his corpse so hard?"

Great Immortal Li gave the village chief a look of agreement and said, "That's right. You're right. Is there anyone else in the Liu butcher's house? Perhaps the dead did not see their family members and they do not want to leave."

"Nope. Butcher Liu has been a bachelor all his life, and he's an orphan. He's far from close with anyone, so how could he have any concerns?" For a moment, the Village Chief's brows were twisted into a knot.

"Oh, is that so?" While speaking, Great Immortal Li stepped forward and said, "Does that mean you don't know the name 'Slaughterer Liu's Birthday' anymore?"

"This, I don't know …" The Village Head said in embarrassment.

Great Immortal Li nodded, then quickly pinched his fingers, closed his eyes, and slightly moved his mouth, as if he were calculating something.

Very quickly, he opened his eyes and took a step back. He said with fear, "He adopted a girl many years ago. However, this girl went missing for no reason. Is there such a thing?"

At first, when he said this, the Village Chief and the others were confused.

But soon, the villagers seemed to have thought of something, and they almost jumped up and said, "Yes, yes, that's right."

"I remember that girl, she only stayed in the butcher's house for a few days before disappearing."

"Yeah, just a few days. If it wasn't for Taoist Li speaking of this matter today, we wouldn't be able to remember it at all."

This Great Immortal Li is too godly! Even this could be calculated. For a moment, I have complete trust in Great Immortal Li's divine ability.

"Butcher Liu's wish is to see this girl once." Great Immortal Li said with a dark expression.

This time, the big guy was in trouble.

The Village Chief looked embarrassed as he said, "But we don't even know where this girl went. What should we do?"

"There's no helping it, I'll just become a paper man. If I can't, then we can plan again."

As he spoke, Great Deity Li called for the bamboo window paper paste.

We all moved into the yard.

In the center of the courtyard, there was an Eight Immortals Table, and the items were stacked beside it.

Although Great Immortal Li was a man, his hands were shockingly agile.

When the willow branch was in his hand, it was like a needle in a woman's hand. He was playing with it.

As I watched, he made the branches into various structures and tied them up with white strings.

In a short while, all sorts of willow branch components appeared on the table.

Then, it took him less than half an hour to weave these willow branches into a humanoid wicker man.

In this way, the final step was reached, the paper man.

He held the scissors in one hand and a piece of white paper in the other. He moved both his hands at the same time, and soon, all sorts of shapes of white paper appeared on the paper.

In just a few moments, he had pasted these pieces of paper onto the Willow Man with the steaming paste.

Thus, the rough outline of the paper man appeared.

However, this paper man only looked like a human, and there was no difference between men and women.

Next, he took out a seasoning box and took out a bundle of small brushes. As he slowly painted them in various colors, the paper man's face was soon outlined, with long eyelashes, large eyes, slender lips, and a straight nose. At a glance, it was extremely lifelike.

If it were in the courtyard, it would look like it was real at night.

Then, Great Deity Li did not stop. As he continued sketching, the woman put on her clothes.

It took him nearly three hours to produce the entire paper man.

But the rest of us, looking at his every step, are not bored.

It seemed to me that every step was like a magic trick.

The paper slips, the pieces of paper, and the brush were all bestowed with spirituality by Great Immortal Li. Only a pair of hands that were brimming with spirituality would be able to produce such a lifelike paper man.

After the paper man was done.

Great Deity Li looked at the color of the sky and then said, "Let's wait. It'll be 12 o'clock at night. Once we burn this paper man, we'll be able to help him put on his clothes."

When the village chief heard this, he repeatedly nodded his head. He stepped forward and carefully examined the paper man, clicking his tongue in astonishment.

Then, Great Immortal Li coughed softly.

Only then did the Village Chief remember something and greeted, "Daoist Priest Li, you've worked hard. Have you eaten yet? Come, let me get my wife to prepare some dishes for you. We'll drink a few cups together."

With that, Daoist Priest Li left with the Village Head.

Just like this, aside from a few people who stayed behind to guard the area, the rest of the people returned to their homes one after another.

I looked at the situation here and saw that it had basically stabilized. I was worried about my grandmother, so I hurried back.

Fortunately, when I returned, Grandma had already prepared dinner.

Seeing me return, she hurriedly greeted, "Young man, you're back. How was it? Did you invite Taoist Li over?"

I recounted in detail what Taoist Li did at the butcher's house in Liu.

Grandma was surprised, and then asked a question that puzzled me.

"You were there when Daoist Priest Li became a paper man?" Gran asked.

I nodded and said as a matter of fact, "Of course, Grandmother. You don't know that Taoist Li's hands are just like a woman's. I'm so envious of her hands."

When Grandma heard this, she didn't envy me as much as I did. Instead, she bent down to pat me on the shoulder and said, "Little boy, listen to Grandma. After you finish eating, take the brush and draw a cross on the back of that paper man's neck while it's dark."

I started.

What does grandmother mean by this?

How can you make me do such a thing?

To Great Deity Li, I was full of worship, but to me, that paper man was like a work of art. How could I do such a thing to that paper man?

For a moment, I shook my head like a rattle drum. "No, no, how can this be. If Daoist Priest Li were to know about this, he would definitely be angry."