"According to the system, after making these paper figurines, my strength will be able to break through to the middle stage of the Enlightenment Realm, right?”
Bai Ming carefully put the paper figurine aside, and an expectant look appeared on his face.
"Master, I didn't let you down! Look, these paper figurines are so good. I'll burn them for you tonight and let them serve you well.”
Bai Ming muttered to himself as he looked at the portrait hanging on the wall.
That was Bai Ming's master, who had passed away a year ago.
Bai Ming's shop was left to him by his master.
Mainly in the paper business.
As a result, Bai Ming became the youngest paper man in the world.
The paper man was also known as the paper maker. It belonged to the business of fishing for the underworld. In the common saying, it was a business that earned money from the dead.
The taboo is very deep.
Unless it was necessary, ordinary people were not willing to deal with the people of the Yin Gate.
Bai Ming, who still wanted to flirt with Little Missy, naturally didn't want to inherit such an evil profession.
Relying on the memories of his previous life, he could completely be a leisurely plagiarist and do well.
Unfortunately, things did not go as he wished.
When his master had left Bai Ming with the Baishi Shop, he had awakened the God-level Paper Tie System.
Only by binding paper could one become stronger.
Bai Ming had no choice but to stay here after his master passed away.
Before activating the system, Bai Ming's paper-tying skills had already reached the point of perfection. Now that he had activated the system for a year, he was like a tiger with wings.
With these hands, Bai Ming even earned the title of 'Boss Bai'.
Lying on the armchair, Bai Ming called out softly in his heart,""System!"
A panel appeared in his mind.
Host: Bai Ming
[Age: 18]
[Level: Early Enlightenment (Level Division: Foundation Establishment, Enlightenment, Fusion, Heartbeat, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Leaving Aperture, Soul Separation, each level is divided into four small stages: Initial, Middle, Later, and Perfection.)
[Merit Points: 880]
[Skills: Paper Binding Spirit Technique, Righteous Dao Technique, Maoshan Fu Zhuan Complete Scroll, Maoshan Divine Fist, Maoshan Body Refining Technique]
[Identity: Disciple of Mao Mountain]
[Upgrade requires merit points: 1000]
[Current method of obtaining merit points: Making paper (10 merit points for making a paper figurine for the deceased)]
In the Age of Chaos, Bai Ming's cultivation could reach the early stages of the Enlightenment Realm mostly because the system had used merit to help him.
After stepping into the Enlightenment Period, Bai Ming could see things that ordinary people couldn't. He could break through the mortal world, become a saint, and his strength soared.
As for the Yin-Yang Eye, it was nothing.
But at the moment, the only way for Bai Ming to accumulate merit was to make paper figurines for the deceased.
Moreover, he needed good reviews to obtain merit points.
According to the system, if he couldn't get a good review, how could he be a qualified paper man?
It made sense.
Bai Ming couldn't refute.
"Fortunately, the system still has a conscience. Malicious negative reviews don't count. However, speaking of which, if the paper figurines I make don't receive positive reviews, then there's really no justice.”
Bai Ming admired his masterpiece and was extremely satisfied.
If they had to nitpick, they would have realized that there were no eyes drawn on the faces of these paper figurines.
The paper figurine only had the outline of its eyes, and there was a needle mark inside.
Speaking of this, he had to talk about the greatest taboo of the paper doll.
I tie up paper and don't draw eyes.
This was the most basic quality of a paper-binding man.
Rumors!
As long as he painted eyes on the paper figurine, it would come alive.
Bai Ming had tried it when he was young. It was true.
Bai Ming's master had spent a lot of effort to deal with the paper man, who had come back to life. He had almost lost his life.
Therefore, every time a customer came to pick up the goods, Bai Ming would tell them not to draw eyes on the paper figurine.
Fortunately, the customers that Bai Ming had traded with were more obedient. No problems had occurred for such a long time.
Just as he was thinking, a creak came from the wooden door. The wooden door was opened.
"Is Boss Bai here? I'm here to get the paper figurines I ordered yesterday.”
It was a woman's voice.
Bai Ming looked over.
A beautiful woman with a bun poked her head in from the entrance of the shop. Behind her was a man in a suit.
The man was pulling a child who looked to be about seven or eight years old.
Bai Ming had seen them yesterday.
This family of three had come to customize paper figurines yesterday morning.
They had ordered many paper figurines. There were palanquins, warhorses, red men and green women.
This was naturally Bai Ming's big client.
Not to mention the huge profits, just the merit points alone were a huge sum.
The child left a deep impression on Bai Ming.
The first time they met, Bai Ming noticed that the black gas was gathering between the boy's eyebrows. The murderous aura was concentrated and did not dissipate.
This was the face of great danger.
Someone might die.
Bai Ming made a new discovery when they met again today.
The boy's face was ashen, and he looked extremely sinister.
He looked like a ghost, as if he was already dead.
Bai Ming's cultivation had reached the early stage of the Enlightenment Realm, so he could see what ordinary people could see. According to his deduction, the boy in front of him was already one foot in the gate of hell.
Perhaps they wouldn't live to see tomorrow morning.
"How did this happen?"
Bai Ming was curious.
The other party was clearly just a child. His beautiful life had just begun. How could he look like he was about to die prematurely?
Bai Ming was puzzled.
However, if the King of Hell wanted you to die at midnight, no one would dare to stay until the fifth watch.
The little boy was already dead, and Bai Ming couldn't save him.
If he forcefully attacked, he would definitely suffer the backlash of the heavens.
If it was light, he would lose his life, and if it was serious, his soul would scatter.
Bai Ming wouldn't take such a risk.
He was just curious.
Bai Ming retracted his gaze and did not get up. Instead, he said lightly,""Come in!"
Knowing that someone was there, a family of three headed by a beautiful woman walked in.
Bai Ming stood up lazily and pointed at the paper he had made.""These are the paper figurines you ordered yesterday. They're already done.”
The family of three looked over.
The beautiful woman went forward to personally inspect it.
One by one, he examined them carefully.
This was a very meticulous person.
He was also the person Bai Ming was most unwilling to deal with.
Because such people were the hardest to talk to.
Perhaps it was because it was the Qingming Festival today, when the beautiful woman was inspecting the goods, a young girl walked in from outside the white matter shop.
"Hello, do you have gold ingots here?”
"Yes!"
Bai Ming nodded.
The girl was about to say something when she was interrupted by the beautiful woman who was checking the paper figurine.
The young girl was very cultured. She followed the principle of first come, first serve and stood quietly at the side. She planned to ask Bai Ming about her after the beautiful woman was done with her business.
"Boss Bai, why don't these paper figurines have eyes?" the beautiful woman asked. Did you forget to draw?"
" Paper people don't draw eyes," Bai Ming said calmly." This is the rule. Please forgive me."”
For the merit points and his self-restraint, Bai Ming's tone was polite.
The beautiful woman frowned and continued to ask,"Why?"
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