Xia Luyao realized the seriousness of the situation, didn't ask much, and quickly pondered. "I remember there were scissors in the car we drove here, I saw them before."
Lin Beichen nodded, and the two of them quickly walked to the parking area and soon found a pair of scissors. Then, Xia Luyao watched as Lin Beichen, holding the scissors, started cutting two pieces of slightly yellowish paper in his hand.
Lin Beichen skillfully stacked the two sheets, and with the flick of the scissors, two identical paper figures appeared on the paper. "Lin Beichen, are you making paper figures?" Xia Luyao curiously asked.
"Yes." Lin Beichen replied and then took out the remaining cinnabar and started painting on the paper figures. Xia Luyao, although curious, guessed that Lin Beichen might be drawing some kind of talisman, so she didn't disturb him.
