I heard that whatever I write will come true [Transmigration Book]

When Mo Li said this, after He Yufan realized the meaning, he quickly put away his previous lazy look, and frowned, "Brother Mo, let's go and have a look?"

"Wait and see, they only broke through the traps of two mountains in the past month or so, and there are still many mountains behind, and they are not afraid of attacking them in a short time." Mo Li frowned and said: "It's a bit difficult to say. I'm sorry, but after thinking about it for more than half a month, I'm still a little worried about the explosives last time. So..."

"Understand."

He Yufan nodded.

To say that he was a little unclear about Mo Li's love for puppets before, but now that his own puppet is almost ready, he can understand Mo Li's feelings better.

The two of them were chatting, and their gazes remained fixed on the mountains in the distance.

This is to say that the distance is really far away. Judging from He Yufan's current cultivation base, he really can't see what happened.

However, the organs of Mo Lan Pavilion all carry the spiritual power of the Mo family's blood. For Mo Li, even if he can't see the place, he can know something about the situation through the reactions of those organs.

It was so quiet for a long time.

He Yufan continued to look around.

The expression on Mo Li's face became more and more ugly as the silence prolonged.

The fingertips trembled twice every time, as if thinking of something bad, he forcibly calmed down the movement.

He Yufan watched all his small movements from one side, and also saw Mo Kong on the other side trembling with his fingertips. He was about to stand up for a while, but was forced to sit back when the movement just started. place.

It wasn't until the tenth time that the same situation happened, that He Yufan finally couldn't help it, organized his words, and asked Mo Li, "Brother Mo, is the situation not very good?"

Mo Li nodded, paused, then shook his head again.

He said: "I just feel that they broke the mechanism much faster this time than before. According to the past situation, I will let Mo Kong go and have a look at this time. Whether I do it or not, at least I want to be at ease. But now, I found that I'm starting to dread putting him on the field."

As Mo Li spoke, he paused for a while, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and he continued: "Am I putting the cart before the horse?"

It was obviously a puppet made for fighting, but when it was time to use it, it was afraid to continue to use it because it was worried about being injured.

Mo Li didn't say this directly, but He Yufan glanced at him, then nodded in understanding and said, "Since Brother Mo can understand it himself, why is there any hesitation?"

Mo Li pursed his lips: "I'm afraid he will be destroyed."

"But you are a puppet master, even if it is destroyed, you can recreate it." He Yufan said: "As long as your mind remains the same, no matter how many times you are destroyed, Mo Kong will always come back to you. "

After finishing speaking, he paused, and added: "Although I'm just a layman, in my opinion, isn't the meaning of Mo Kong's existence just to protect you from death to pieces?"

Mo Li was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and he tapped his lips several times, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

He Yufan was not in a hurry to urge him to do anything, but continued to look at the distant sky, recalling the plot he had written in the storybook——

In the script, he and Huan Chengzhi did not exist.

Therefore, the gunpowder used in the last attack on the mountain actually succeeded in blowing up the only puppet of the protagonist.

Fortunately, as Mo Li said, there are indeed many organs in Mo Lan Pavilion.Especially for outsiders, it is really not easy to go up the mountain by force.

So taking advantage of the time when the enemy made some adjustments and continued to destroy the mechanism, the protagonist broke into the volcano again alone.From the torso to the limbs, when the broken puppet was reassembled and repaired, the enemy had already attacked the door of Molan Pavilion.

Although the principle of the enemy is to catch alive, being alive and not being injured are two different things.

But facing the opponent's overwhelming attack, the scene of the puppet being destroyed has been circulating in the protagonist's mind.That scene was like a poisonous pill, which instantly crushed all the protagonist's long-standing self-confidence, making him dare not move his fingers no matter what, and let the puppet help him resist the attack again, let alone take the initiative to attack.

After that, as time went by, the puppet that was supposed to protect the master was instead protected by the master's physical body.There are more and more wounds on the protagonist's body, and his consciousness is becoming more and more blurred with the drug made by the enemy.

At this moment, the puppet moved by itself without being pulled by the spirit thread.

From the technique of blocking those attacks to the master, to the posture of killing people when counterattacking, everything is exactly the same as the scene when the two cooperated back then, gorgeous like a bloody dance.

The puppet master sat there blankly, staring blankly at everything in front of him.

When the gunpowder familiar to the enemy exploded again, he finally came back to his senses.

At the critical moment, the puppet was brought back, and then a perfect counterattack was carried out in coordination with the puppet's actions according to the situation at the time.

After the enemy couldn't hold on and retreated, the protagonist finally let go of his tense nerves, and fell into a coma with his puppet, which was also scarred like him.

The following plot is the story of the puppet master bringing the puppets down the mountain to the rivers and lakes after the homeland was destroyed.

At that time, the protagonist has grown successfully, and the puppet has its own consciousness.Although this kind of consciousness can only convey some weak feelings to the puppet master, it is really a gift from heaven to the protagonist who is obsessed with the puppet art.

He Yufan thought about it, until a slightly pale palm swiped his eyes twice, then he suddenly came back to his senses, and at the same time he was alert, he also hurriedly looked at the owner of the palm.Mo Li was still standing where he was, and Mo Kong was still sitting beside him.Seeing him come back to his senses, he raised his finger and pointed to his side on the other side and said, "Brother He, what are you thinking about?"

The corner of He Yufan's mouth twitched, and he answered vaguely whether or not, then turned his head to look in the direction Mo Li pointed.

On the other side of him, Huan Chengzhi held a puppet wrapped in a piece of red cloth in his arms, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why are you so obsessed with it, you don't even want your newborn son?"

"of course not."

He Yufan was taken aback when he heard the words, and quickly responded with an apologetic smile.

As soon as he turned around, he was attracted by the puppet in Huan Chengzhi's arms. It has not been connected to the spirit line yet, its eyes are slightly knocked down, and its limbs hang down loosely. It looks a bit like the dolls sold in the mall before crossing. resemblance.

The puppet was not that big as a whole, it was about five feet long, which made Huan Chengzhi look a little petite in his arms.

The two looked at each other.

Huan Chengzhi handed the puppet to He Yufan, and continued: "I haven't had time to make the clothes on my body. I also read the introduction book that brother Mo gave me before, but I tried, but it didn't work. Just now you were in a daze. Brother Mo told me about the current situation, neither poison nor gunpowder has any effect on me, so I went to see the situation, you learn how to tie the knot and then talk about it."

As soon as the words fell, Huan Chengzhi didn't give him a chance to refuse. With a little force on his feet, his body disappeared into the distance at a speed that was hard to follow.

He Yufan looked down at the puppet stuffed in his arms, and then at Mo Kong who seemed to be debating whether to help.After a moment of silence, he still took the initiative to propose: "Chengzhi is right, anyway, he is going to see the situation, and he will notify me if there is any problem. So Brother Mo, why don't you teach me how to let my son move?"

Mo Li clenched the hand at his side and tightened it twice.

His gaze stayed on Mo Kong at the side for two seconds, but he finally sighed, nodded and said, "Come with me."

After speaking, Mo Li turned his head and walked towards the hole behind him.

But he didn't want his footsteps to step out, and suddenly stopped as if he had been hit by something.

His gaze returned to Mo Kong's face that was neither sad nor happy. Mo Li's already big eyes were wide open. After staring blankly for a long time, he trembled his lips twice, using his own With an unbelievable tone, he asked He Yufan softly: "Brother He, you told me before that your mirror has spirits, can you tell me in detail, how did you know for sure?"

"Huh?" He Yufan couldn't react to his sudden question for a while, and when he came back to his senses after being stunned for a long time, he followed suit and said, "Actually, what I want to say is quite mysterious, it's me. I think I can feel its emotions. But I also asked Chengzhi, and it seems that I am the only one who can feel its emotions. So whether it is an illusion or real, I can’t tell for sure.”

He responded, and added hesitantly: "Why, Brother Mo, do you feel Mo Kong's emotions?"

Mo Li frowned uncertainly. After a long time, he nodded slowly, and said with a hum: "He seems to be in a hurry, and he seems to be disappointed in me."

He said, then lowered his head and sighed: "Actually, I have thought about the various first exchanges between me and him, and also thought about all his feelings for me. But I didn't expect that the first communication, he wanted to convey to me It turned out to be..."

"It doesn't necessarily mean that you are disappointed with Brother Mo." He Yufan responded helplessly, then raised his hand and patted Mo Li's shoulder twice as if to comfort him. Having said that, I know what will happen without our intervention. So if brother Mokong feels disappointed, he should just be disappointed that he can't protect you when you need it."

When Mo Li heard this, the puzzlement in his eyes became more intense.

But He Yufan only shook his head, patted him on the shoulder again and said, "This is just my guess, brother Mo, you have to experience the specific emotions yourself. But what I can be sure of is that Mo Kong will always stand on the sidelines." By your side, no matter what your choice is, he will not have any dissatisfaction with you."

After finishing speaking, Mo Li was not given a chance to ask further questions.He Yufan hugged his son, grabbed the puppet's drooping arm with one hand and raised it to wave to Mo Li, then turned around and walked into the valley.

Mo Li stared at his back for a while, then turned his head to look in Mo Kong's direction again.

Those glass bead-like eyes were still staring blankly into the distance, as if everything just now was really just an illusion of his, and there was no trace of any emotional existence anymore.

Mo Li pursed his lips twice.

He looked at the puppet in front of him with a sad expression that was about to cry, and finally stretched out his hand, stroked the smooth cheek of the puppet twice, and said in a trembling voice: "I will try my best not to be afraid, So don't hate me so quickly, okay?"

The puppet didn't move at all, its eyes reflected Mo Li's face, but it was calm and couldn't make any waves.

Mo Li stared at the pair of gemstones for a moment, and finally hooked the corners of his mouth as if mocking himself.The light of hope in his eyes also weakened.

It's just that he never expected that just as he turned around, a weak and unskilled mechanized voice suddenly sounded from the bottom of his heart.It's so light, it's hard to notice even if you're not careful.

He says--

"I like you forever."

Mo Li turned his head abruptly.

The breeze blows, and the puppets around him seem to be smiling.

It's just that the smile was too shallow, and it disappeared without a trace as the wind blew up.

He Yufan waited in front for a while but didn't see anyone following him, but when he turned his head, Mo Li had already chased after him with a smile.

He smiled very happily. In terms of getting along for such a long time, He Yufan dared to say directly that this was the brightest time he had seen Mo Li smile.

While the eyebrows and eyes were raised, the corners of the mouth were raised sharply, and those smiling eyes swept over He Yufan twice, and he said, "Brother He, this time I can be sure that I am definitely not hallucinating. "

He Yufan raised his brows when he heard the words: "Brother Mo is listening to Mo Kong's thoughts again?"

Mo Li nodded, and the smile on his lips grew stronger and he said, "He said he likes me."

When he said this, there was a sense of happiness in his brows, as if his long-cherished wish had been fulfilled.

Although it wasn't too unexpected, He Yufan always felt that something was wrong when he saw him like this.

Judging from his description, even if the puppet master and the puppet depend on each other for life, they are only each other's only close friends.But now, with Mo Li's reaction, why does he always feel that there is something wrong with this relationship?

He Yufan thought about it, shook his head in his heart, and after trying to suppress that strange thought, Mo Li had already walked to the side by his side.

"This time I have promised to teach you how to manipulate, so I won't make any further excuses. But when Fellow Daoist Huan comes back, if those people want to attack the mountain again, I will leave it to Mo Kong and me to deal with it."

Before He Yufan could speak, Mo Li said first, "Brother He, you are right, Mo Kong is not blaming me. But as his partner, I can't let him down any longer."

As Mo Li spoke, his eyes became more determined.

He Yufan saw it, nodded and couldn't help laughing at the same time: "Brother Mo just chatted with Mo Kong, so you don't worry all of a sudden?"

"Of course I'm worried." Mo Kong shook his head and said, "But worry is nothing but worry, and you can't give up because of choking. Just like what you said, brother He, if it is something that is destined to face, as long as my mood remains the same, no matter how I repair and reorganize it, see It is certain that Mokong will not change."

After finishing speaking, Mo Li nodded his head vigorously, as if to increase his self-confidence.

He Yufan didn't ask any more questions this time, just nodded and said cheers, then looked down at the puppet in his arms whose eyes were still closed.

Children from other people's families can already chat with producers.

Why is my son still not moving at all?

He Yufan was a little confused.

Mo Kong led him forward for a while, and finally regained some sanity from the ecstasy.He glanced at He Yufan, who was obviously in deep thought beside him, and asked a little puzzled, "Brother He, what's on your mind?"

He Yufan shook his head, paused, then nodded hesitantly and said, "I told you before that I always thought my puppet was alive."

"But now that it's finished, you don't feel the slightest bit of it there, do you?"

After he spoke, Mo Kong's face became more clear.He didn't even need to finish everything, just opened his mouth and helped him complete the remaining half of the sentence.

This thought was expressed bluntly, so there was no need for He Yufan to worry about it.He hummed in a low voice, and continued: "Brother Mo, tell me, is it because this puppet was made by Chengzhi, so it is equivalent to accepting Chengzhi as its master, and outsiders like me can't feel his love?" Are you emotional?"

"Brother He is worrying too much." Mo Li couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "It is indeed difficult to make the figure of a puppet, but no matter how troublesome it is, it is just a carpentry job after all."

He Yufan nodded half-understanding: "Then..."

"What can really give life to the puppet is actually the lead."

As Mo Li said, he spread his palms flat in front of He Yufan.With the deliberate gathering of spiritual power, He Yufan discovered that there were several fine spiritual threads attached to his fingertips, passing from his hands all the way through Mo Kong's limb joints.

"Amazing isn't it?"

Seeing that He Yufan's eyes widened, Mo Li continued with a smile, "Actually, this is no different from the puppet show played by those troupes outside. The difference is that our manipulation is more delicate. The connection between the puppet and the puppet master lies in the You can also understand the thin lines formed by these spiritual powers as other spiritual creatures signing a contract with their master, the previous carving and grinding only gave him a shape, and the contract is only established when the spiritual power is merged."

As he said that, he paused, and added: "As for whether the puppet's spirit is given by its appearance or the puppet master's spirit thread, Brother He, you are very smart, so I don't need to say more?"

He Yufan blinked, then nodded.

It means that Huan Chengzhi worked hard for two months, but in the end his son recognized him as the only father...

Thinking about it this way, I always feel a little sorry for Huan Chengzhi.

But the son has his surname, so there is no need to worry too much about who the spiritual consciousness knows as the father, right?

After comforting himself in his heart, He Yufan suddenly felt that the little guilt in his heart was much lighter.

By the time he had started to think about what his son's name would be, Mo Li had already brought him back to the original room where the books were placed.

The two had their own thoughts, so naturally they didn't talk nonsense to delay anything at this time.

After Mo Li entered the door, he took out the introductory puppet art book, flipped through two pages, pointed to the top paragraph and said to He Yufan, "Ten fingers connect to a heart, and it's the same for puppets. So when leading the thread , the first thing to draw is the finger."

He Yufan nodded, and according to what Mo Li said, he put his right hand on the puppet's right finger.

"Transfer the spiritual power to the position you want to pull, and then feel the strength and the thickness of the spiritual line. Every puppet has different needs in this regard, but I believe you can figure it out, Brother He."

Mo Li said, and added: "But I forgot to say before, because puppets belong to wood, so the best puppet master should be of water attribute, thinking that they will grow together. Fellow Daoist Huan's spiritual root is fire. I know, but Brother He, you..."

"I have no spiritual roots."

The corner of He Yufan's mouth twitched, and he spoke the truth.

Mo Li was taken aback when he heard the words, and then his gaze suddenly became a little strange.

He Yufan has experienced this kind of gaze a few times, it is probably the kind of gaze similar to Huan Chengzhi's when he first talked about spiritual roots——

Confused, shocked.But there was no distrust in the slightest.

He sighed helplessly in his heart, and He Yufan didn't bother to explain anything.

The spiritual power in his hand was slowly drawn into a thread at the fingertips, connected to the puppet's fingertips, and tentatively pulled upward twice.

As expected, the first attempt ended successfully with the thread broken within two breaths.

According to what Mo Li said, he thickened the spiritual thread in his hand a lot, but before he started to try, Mo Li, who was watching beside him, reminded him first: "Brother He, you must pull the thread just right, one finger It is not just a thread that is pulled up. If it is too thick, it will interfere with each other, and it is not easy to hide."

After the words fell, He Yufan responded and at the same time looked down at the spirit line on his fingertips.

Sure enough, as Mo Li said, compared to Mo Li's line that no one can notice unless it is done deliberately, the line that I can see clearly with the naked eye seems to be a bit too thick...

Thinking in his heart, He Yufan also pulled the spiritual thread in his hand a little thinner.

But before he could move, the thread was disconnected again with a soft sound that only he could feel.

I don't know how many times I have repeated the experiment like this.The sun was setting that day, and the moon was slowly rising from the east.

It wasn't until Huan Chengzhi, who had gone out to fight, came back with his sword covered in blood, that He Yufan finally shook his index finger cautiously, and said with a long breath, "Look, our son can move his fingers."