Previously, Yun Ran had a vague feeling that many events seemed to be interconnected, showing signs of human interference.
However, she lacked concrete evidence, but now, seeing this wandering soul before her.
This time, Yun Ran's suspicions were completely validated.
The little paperman, stuffed into the bag, wriggled a bit and then popped its head out.
It looked pitifully at Yun Ran, sniffing: "Master, just now you..."
As it spoke, the little paperman almost started crying.
Who would understand? It was crafted by its master to work.
In the end, in the face of danger, the master hid it away and faced it herself.
Boo hoo hoo hoo…
This is just too touching~
Yun Ran was speechless, too lazy to pay attention to the little paperman's whimpering.
Avoiding the little paperman's head, she reached into the bag and pulled out a special piece of talisman paper.
This was something Elder Qing Yangzi left for her when he departed earlier.
With a 'snap' sound.
