Mo Zuoyan spread his right hand, and a faint golden light flashed in his palm, and then a piece of white paper as white as jade appeared.

Named: Lingzhi.

It also took merit to realize such an ordinary spiritual paper.

Spiritual paper has many functions.

You can write and record some magic techniques.

at the same time.

It can also be used to make something.

Named: Lingzhi Man.

Fold it into a human form with spiritual paper and then give it spirituality.

Then you can become a "spiritual paper man" controlled by others.

This spell.

It is called: origami art.

In fact.

This kind of spell is very low-level, and even monks in the enlightenment stage can use it, not to mention Mo Zuoyan, who is already perfect in the ninth level of Qi training.

easy.

"The Art of Origami."

Buzz!

Mo Zuoyan used this spell, and his ten fingers wrapped in a faint spiritual power. He picked up the spiritual paper and took a minute to fold it into a human form.

"Spirit."

brush!

Mo Zuoyan pinched out a seal, and between his hands, the spiritual power gathered, like writing, forming a 'spirit seal', shining, "Go."

Just a little hands.

The ‘spiritual seal’ flew out like a little white light.

moment.

Integrated into the ‘Paper Man’.

Buzz!!!

The white light is bright.

The whole bedroom is like daytime.

The white light lasted for a second and disappeared.

Mo Zuoyan then took the seal script.

before.

Paper man stands up.

He bowed to Mo Zuoyan like a real person.

vivid.

"good."

Mo Zuoyan looked at the paper man standing in front of him.

You must know.

Don’t underestimate this little paper man. After all, it was created by Mo Zuoyan. If he really showed his power, he could kill a beast.

"Go."

Mo Zuoyan waved.

brush!

The paper man first saluted Mo Zuoyan, then flew up, flew away from the gap in the door, hovered in the air for a while, and then quickly flew to Mo Ruyan's home.

The spiritual consciousness disperses.

With the help of paper man, it is like Mo Zuoyan's clone.

One minute later.

Then I arrived at Mo Ruyan's doorstep.

brush!

Mo Zuoyan controlled the paper man to fly in.

I arrived at the mourning hall in a blink of an eye.

In the mourning hall.

Mo Ruyan and Mo Mei were on a vigil.

No one else is here.

"The time should be almost done."

Mo said nothing.

Buzz!!!

Suddenly.

It seemed that a storm was blowing.

"sister."

Mo Mei asked, “Do you feel a little cold?”

"Um."

Mo Ruyan wiped his tears and nodded, "It's a bit. Maybe it's too late and the temperature has dropped. Why don't I go to the room to get a few coats?"

"I... I'll be with you sister."

Momeidao.

"It's OK."

Mo Ruyan got up.

"Um."

Mo Mei stood up and followed.

Dongdong!

Sudden.

Mo Ruyan and Mo Mei had just turned around, and the sound of knocking on the coffin came from behind them, like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of both of them.

Pause.

“…Sister, just now…”

Mo Mei's little face turned pale.

"I……"

Mo Ruyan and Mo Mei looked at each other.

Both of them had fear in their eyes.

"No...it's okay..."

Nothing like a smoke duct.

"Gurl!"

Mo Ruyan and Mo Mei couldn't help swallowing.

then.

They turned around and looked at the same time.

Bang!

A loud noise in life.

The coffin board was directly knocked open by a huge force.

The figure in the shroud stood upright!

His head turned stiffly, facing Mo Ruyan and Mo Mei.

"ah!!!"
Chapter completed!