Eternal madness

Chapter 61 Body Transformation Becomes Real
Zhang Laifu used the paper lantern maker's skill, sticking the lantern pole into the ground. Under the bright light, all the "Yang Enxiang" figures stopped moving.

The illusion was so easily shattered by a single brilliant move!
Zhang Laifu was overjoyed, but then he saw several paper figures turn around, muttering, "Zhang Laifu, you've got a special skill now! Your kung fu is impressive, it's dazzling!"

That's strange, how can they still talk?

Haven't all the tricks been exposed?

These paper figures don't seem to be unable to move, but rather unwilling to move. They seem unwilling to fight Zhang Laifu and are all spinning in place.

Does this count as a hack?

Regardless of whether it counts or not, let's go outside and find out his true identity first.

Zhang Laifu opened the door with a lantern and found no one outside.

Ran?

He chased after them downstairs with a lantern, but after only two steps, Zhang Laifu sensed something was wrong and turned around to take a closer look.

There was a person standing behind his door, peering into his room.

Judging from his build, this man is Yang Enxiang.

I didn't recognize him just now.

You can't blame Zhang Laifu for being careless; he's just too cunning.

He had something smeared all over his body, and even though it was late at night, Zhang Laifu couldn't see it because it was stuck to the wall.

He was still looking into the house. How could he not see me, a grown man, coming out like this?

Or is there something good in my room that he's eyeing?
Zhang Laifu's heart tightened. Was he going to unplug my light?

If the light is pulled out, is the "one-light" rule broken?

There was no point in thinking about it anymore. Zhang Laifu rushed up behind Yang Enxiang and stabbed him in the back with a lantern pole.

Yang Enxiang's body was very slippery, so this time the lantern pole slipped and poked his shoulder.

Shoulders are fine too! This time the feel is right, this is definitely flesh and blood!
Zhang Laifu exerted all his strength and pushed Yang Enxiang into the house. The lantern pole pierced through Yang Enxiang's shoulder, and Yang Enxiang was pinned to the wall.

Yang Enxiang tried to struggle, but Zhang Laifu grabbed a lantern pole and stabbed it through Yang Enxiang's stomach.

Yang Enxiang dared not move. The paper figures in the room lost their strength and collapsed to the ground.

"Uncle Fu, I was wrong, I admit it! Please be merciful!" Yang Enxiang relented.

Zhang Laifu laughed: "Now you know to call me 'Master,' so you're not going to use my head for business anymore?"

"I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. I offended you, Master Fu. Please forgive me this time. I will serve you like a slave from now on!"

Zhang Laifu looked at the paper figures scattered on the ground, afraid they might stand up again: "What exactly do you do?"

Yang Enxiang trembled for a while before slowly saying, "Master Fu, I came here this time because I really wanted to do business with you. I didn't mean to harm you. We got carried away in our conversation, and that's why I attacked you. People in the martial arts world are all passionate people. I really know I was wrong. Please spare my life."

"What kind of business do you have?"

Yang Enxiang remained silent.

That kid's really stubborn.

The little paper lantern was about to go out, and the special skill was about to expire. Zhang Laifu said, "You collect all these paper figures for me!"

Yang Enxiang remained silent.

This kid's got guts.

Then let's grant his wish.

Zhang Laifu turned around, picked up the lantern pole, and stabbed it directly into Yang Enxiang's throat.

call!
The little paper lamp went out.

Yang Enxiang shouted, "Master Fu, spare my life! I'll do anything you ask!"

Zhang Laifu poked the lantern pole into Yang Enxiang's neck: "I told you to take all these paper figures away!"

"I've taken them; they won't move!"

"Set them all on fire and burn them down!"

"It won't burn, Master Fu. This paper is specially made; it won't burn when exposed to fire!"

"You work in the paper industry?"

"I am a rubbing artist!"

Zhang Laifu thought for a moment, realizing he must have heard the name when he was in school: "You're a rubbing artist?"

"Yes, artisans who make rubbings."

Rubbing artist, one of the 360 ​​professions, is a craft that involves placing paper over inscriptions on stone artifacts such as stone tablets, oracle bones, sculptures, and castings, and then using ink and dye to transfer the text from the artifact onto the paper, creating a rubbing. "Did you make these paper figures yourself?"

"Yes, this is our specialty, the ability to transform one's body into a real person."

come true?

Isn't this just a smokescreen?

Zhang Laifu looked at the paper figure on the ground, then at Yang Enxiang: "You smeared ink on yourself, then printed your own image on it and fought with me. Is this what you call 'making a lifelike image through imprinting'? Are you lying to me?"

Yang Enxiang quickly explained: "Actually, this is not how you use your special skill. I should wrap the paper around my body, apply ink to the paper, and make a rubbing of myself."

But you and the rubbing were locked in a stalemate for so long that I got impatient and smeared ink on myself before pressing it directly onto the paper.

The rubbings produced by this method are somewhat blurry, but the advantage is that it's quick, and since I covered myself up in black and stood in the corridor, it's generally difficult for most people to recognize me.

He was indeed quick; the entire exchange took only two or three minutes, and he produced twenty rubbings.

"Can your special skill only be used to print on yourself?"

“I’m not skilled enough yet. Once I reach a higher level, I’ll be able to print other people’s prints. The better and more detailed the prints, the better the rubbings will be.”

Why didn't you print it at home beforehand and bring it over?

"The skill of rubbing must be used immediately after rubbing. I originally thought that three or five rubbings would be enough, but I didn't expect that even twenty rubbings would not be enough."

Zhang Laifu was still a little scared: "If I hadn't used my special skills, could you have made more than a hundred rubbings to compete with me?"

"No way! I'm just a registration assistant, and I can only make about twenty rubbings at most. I wouldn't dare hide it from you, but I simply can't handle so many rubbings. A large portion of them are just for show and are basically useless."

The remaining half is only enough for a basic routine; my special skills are too taxing. You don't even need to hit me; I'll tire myself out and run away in a bit."

"Where do you think you're going? Didn't you want to talk business with me?" Zhang Laifu looked at Yang Enxiang's neck.

"Master Fu, I was blind. I shouldn't have provoked you. I came to Miedaolin to deliver hibiscus clay to several restaurants and gained a little reputation. Many locals want to steal my goods, and I really can't do this business on my own."

I want to quit, but the sellers above me and the buyers below me won't let me off the hook. Once you're in this business, there's no getting out.

How did you know who I am?

“I have a friend in Heishakou who said that there was a paper lantern maker named Zhang Laifu who had just started out. He has been missing for some time now. I guess that person might be you.”

Zhang Laifu lifted the lantern pole and pointed it at Yang Enxiang's forehead: "What's that friend's name?"

"Shao Tiangan, he works in the underworld, and he also deals in hibiscus clay."

Shao Tiangan also sells hibiscus soil.

Zhang Laifu had never met Shao Tiangan before, but the two had a deep-seated grudge.

"And how did you find my place?"

“I know a few bamboo masters. In the bamboo forest, wherever there is bamboo, there are bamboo masters’ eyes. I asked around for a long time before I finally found this place.”

We really need to be careful of Boss Zhu from now on.

"How dare you come to me all alone? Do you even know how Wang Tiaodeng died? You didn't even bring any help?" Zhang Laifu tried to bluff him.

Yang Enxiang's tears kept flowing: "Uncle Fu, I was momentarily bewitched and thought I'd try my luck here."

Zhang Laifu nodded and said to the lantern, "Wife, his line of work is definitely based on luck. He doesn't even have to lift a finger in a fight. We suffered quite a loss just now."

Yang Enxiang didn't know why Zhang Laifu was talking to the lantern. People in Heishakou all said he was a fool, and it seems that the reputation was well-deserved.

If you beg him a few more times and soften his heart, perhaps you can save his life.

“Master Fu, you were able to kill Wang Tiaodeng, I know you must be no ordinary person. I was forced by those people to come to you because I had no other choice. I am also a person with a miserable life.”

Zhang Laifu was displeased: "What do you mean I'm also a person with a hard life? I'm not a person with a hard life! I'm a person with good fortune."

Yang Enxiang wished he could slap himself: "I'm bad with words, I don't know how to talk. Master Fu, you are blessed, you are destined to be rich and powerful, please spare me."

Zhang Laifu shook his head again: "Your sale of hibiscus soil will cause a lot of people to suffer. I am a person who loves to enjoy life, and I can't stand people like you."

"Zhang Laifu! Don't push your luck!" Yang Enxiang realized things were going badly. While stalling for time, he manipulated the paper figure on the ground. "Let me tell you, there are ruthless people behind me in this line of work. They are all ruthless people you can't afford to mess with. If you dare to touch me, no one will collect your body when you die. You won't have any regrets when you get to the Yellow Springs!"

“I will collect your body, but I will not burn paper money for you. When you get to the Yellow Springs, you will have to learn to beg for food yourself.”

puff!

Zhang Laifu plunged the lantern pole into Yang Enxiang's forehead, through the back of his head, and nailed it to the wall.

After cleaning up the bloodstains, Zhang Laifu prepared to dispose of the body. Just as he picked up the body-dissolving solution, he suddenly remembered something.

This is a craftsman; his best work hasn't been shown yet.

But how do you get this skillful craftsmanship?
PS: Thanks to the Alliance Leader, the Star of Life and Death, for all these years, the lights of our Judge's Path still shine brightly!
(End of this chapter)