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Bai Wangyan saw him slapping his chest and bragging about the sea, he couldn't help but shook his head and laughed: "Going into the sea, can you do anything?"

Listening to his friend's words, he seemed to disbelieve himself. Of course, Mo Bin was not reconciled. He let out a "hum" from his nose, turned his expectant eyes to Tao Mo who did not express his opinion, and continued to talk: "My Mo family originally used mechanism techniques It is famous all over the world, but my family has only specialized in puppet art since my father's generation, and the mechanism art is gradually fading away. I actually made this thing by studying ancient books on mechanism art and bonding it with puppet technology. After it is finished, it can be loaded It is a very convenient tool for people to walk, I named it 'Flying Yuan', brother Tao, it is a good name! But I think it is not enough..."

Listening to Mo Sanshao standing in front of the wooden beast, talking eloquently and eloquently, Tao Mo was stupefied by him, nodded and sighed repeatedly, while Bai Wangyan watched anxiously, thinking that this silly boy was really caught by the three The young master was confused, and immediately coughed lightly, interrupting Mo Bin's long speech about the wooden beast.Frowning slightly, he walked up to the wooden beast, picked up the fan and pointed at its abdomen: "This is no different from wooden birds and ordinary puppets. If you want to fly with people, this power is not enough. And I wanted to ask a long time ago." ..." Bai Wangyan squinted his eyes, focusing on Mo Bin, making the other person feel cautious.

"What do you want to ask?" Third Young Master Mo asked tentatively.Today, he has accumulated too many questions and answers that he doesn't want to say in his heart. He is afraid that Bai Jin will bring up something embarrassing for him, so he is cautious and flustered for a while.He also knows that being friends with a person like Bai Wangyan is very tiring. When the other party is happy, he can chat all over the world, but once the other party wants to know something, even if he doesn't ask, he will Confused by these words.

And Bai Wangyan really did what Mo Bin expected, and he really didn't intend to save him any face, so he asked directly: "Ziwen, you have been practicing puppet art all year round, why would you want to use mechanism art to create this thing? It is not the records that can be seen in the "People" Pavilion. As far as I know, all the ancient books on mechanism art are stored in the "Di" Pavilion. Could it be that you went there to find something? But it seems that the keys in your hand are only the gate and the key. This one from the 'human' pavilion..."

Third Young Master Mo was extremely displeased by his questioning. He frowned and retorted: "So what if I practice puppet art all the year round? As a Mo family, it's okay even if I'm interested in mechanism art. Besides," said Here, Mo Bin, who had been acting like a rich young master, suddenly raised the corner of his mouth ferociously, and raised a slightly ferocious smile, "Why can't I study mechanism skills? How can I be worse than that guy Mo Li! Yaoqin I am the one who repaired the Thousand Machine Platform, and I made the Sound Puppet, so why not create such a mechanism beast? The one in the 'Di' Pavilion..." Just when Mo Bin's emotions became more and more agitated, he suddenly The son stopped.

It seems to say too much.

Bai Wangyan folded his hands and looked at him half-closed, as if thinking about the credibility of Mo Bin's words.Tao Mo saw the instant change of Mo Bin's expression from the side. He was not good at words, and was amazed by Mo Bin's ingenious puppetry, but it didn't mean it was really a stick. The understanding is too thorough, but it may be because he and the third young master have been friends for many years and have lived in this villa all year round, but Mo Bin's frightening smile that disappeared just now, and the angry words that Mo San young master said, really revealed something.If Mo Bin inherited the real inheritance of the owner's puppet art, then the young master Mo Li has practiced mechanism art?Although puppet art and mechanism art are inseparable, today's mechanism art is more inclined to make tools, while the puppet art of Senluo Villa is more inclined to create puppets that are no different from real people.When Tao Mo was wandering in the rivers and lakes, he had also heard the name of "Northern Contradictions", and the most powerful mechanism of this kind was the Northern loser.He glanced at the woman holding the piano in the corner, and felt more and more that the woman was similar to the puppet with the broken arm outside the house, but the way the puppet was made seemed completely different from the one inside the house.

"Forget it, a slip of the tongue." Bai Wangyan raised a hand, and the smile on his lips resumed. He patted Mo Bin's tense shoulder, and said with a smile, "Ziwen, please don't blame me."

It was rare for Mo Bin not to follow him this time, and gave him a hard look with the eye knife: "Forgot to say, next time you say something like this, you must think twice."

"Yes, yes, remember the teaching of the third young master." Bai Wangyan shook his fan and smiled, but the cold light in his eyes was fleeting.I can guess what Mo Bin said later, the key to the 'Di' Pavilion is definitely not in his hands, but with Mo Bin for many years, Bai Wangyan never knew that he was so interested in mechanism art.But the other party was so irritated that he couldn't even tell the reason, and he kept things secret about Zhu Yun. How bad is his relationship with the young master Mo Li...

"Oh, by the way, Tao Shaoxia, I still want to show you my new Le Nu..." Mo Bin withdrew his gaze from Bai Wangyan, and turned to look at Tao Mo who was silent.This black-clothed young man is really like an ink-colored night, so silent. Once he has no words, he seems to melt into the air.

But this time, the young man in black really disappeared behind him.

Bai Wangyan was also taken aback: "Tao Shaoxia?"

"Where did all this time for talking go?" Mo Sanshao scratched his hair in doubt, his eyes drifted towards the door, just as he expected, just when he was talking about something with Bai Wangyan , the half-spoken Tao Mo actually just pushed the door and went out, probably because of his high martial arts skills and excellent lightness kungfu, the two people who had never practiced martial arts did not hear any movement at all.

Bai Wangyan and Mo Bin looked at each other in blank dismay, and then the white-clothed scholar hurried out the door clutching his fan.

"Forget the words, wait a minute! This puppet room is intricate, don't run around easily!" Suddenly reacting, the third young master Mo rushed out while shouting. Before leaving, he did not forget to lock the door of the 'person' pavilion carefully. good.

That's right, although this broken-arm puppet is engraved with the coat of arms of the third young master, the production method is completely different from that of the puppet in the house. Even if it is made by the same person, the difference will be huge.In the long corridor of Yanshi Pavilion, Tao Mo walked quickly, still thinking about what happened just now.Since he came to the villa, he has been in contact with the third young master Mo Bin all the time. He knows very little about the eldest young master Mo Li, and he only heard a few words from the third young master's complaints and harsh words. According to Bin, the eldest master is good at mechanics, and the third young master is good at puppetry. If someone else made a puppet, why should the third young master's coat of arms be engraved on it?And the sword wound with the broken arm really puzzled Tao Mo.He's not the type to be nosy, but he always has a vague feeling that something is going to happen.

Probably because of the scars in his heart for many years, he was extremely sensitive to the omens before the danger came.

This Yanshi Pavilion in Senluo Mountain Villa is really like a maze. The puppets densely placed on both sides have the same appearance and dull expressions. In this silent corridor where there is no one else except him, it is like a ecstasy array, which makes people even a little scared. .In the silence, even the sound of footsteps was extremely clear. Tao Mo didn't know how long he had walked along the corridor, but the puppets on both sides were the same, and he never found the weird puppet with a broken arm.

It's strange, the key is in Mo Bin's hand. He clearly locked the outside door just now. Unless the puppet ran away by itself, how could it just disappear out of thin air?Tao Mo slowed down his pace, turned his head and saw that there were still two rows of uniform puppets behind him, and the line of puppets stretched backwards, probably having reached the depths of the corridor, even the shadow of the gate had disappeared. In the line of sight, bright lights danced on both sides of the wall, the light reflected the puppet's pale face in a strange way, and the dull eyes seemed to follow Tao Mo's figure.

"Mo... Ah Mo..."

The lights were flickering, and a child's voice suddenly sounded in the silent puppet room. Tao Mo's whole body trembled, he turned around abruptly, and the long sword was unsheathed.

"Hee hee... Come and play with us."

The flickering light was suddenly elongated and danced, the puppet's pale face was outlined with a faint fire light, the eyes made of glass turned towards Tao Mo, and the painted lips suddenly opened, as if is laughing.

Tao Mo stood in the middle of the road, and all the puppets on the left and right turned their heads to look at him in an instant, with a half-smiling face, several pairs of eyes stared at him, and the little puppet echoed in their ears. The child laughed, and there was more than one person who made this laughter, like thousands of needles, stabbing hard into his head.

"Moshang Sang...Sangxia..." The puppets smiled and sang the ballad in the nightmare with dry voices. In the ballad, there was the sound of "creaking" organs, which were joints that had not been moistened for a long time. There was an unpleasant sound, and the puppets who were standing by the walls on both sides suddenly walked towards Tao Mo step by step together, with blood slowly flowing out of their wide eyes.

phantom……

Haunted by the gloomy laughter and the strange song, Tao Mo staggered back a few steps. He held the sword in one hand and pressed his temple hard with the other, for fear that he would lose the last sliver of clarity. Now he has a splitting headache. , I have been immersed in a nightmare for more than ten years, but now it is getting worse.Viscous blood oozed out from the ground, congealed at Tao Mo's feet, and the black figure who was as tall as Tao Mo suddenly raised his head.

Seeing the face splattered with blood, Tao Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, and the long sword in his hand drew a silver light, piercing the man's body directly.

Just like he did back then.

The man laughed loudly, at the same time, the ballads from the puppets became louder and louder, almost deafening, Tao Mo's mind was in chaos, he pulled out the sword in his hand vigorously, and let the man be like a light feather He fell in front of him, and the blood pooled into a pool of red water on the ground.

Tao Mo held the sword in his hand, and glanced at the puppets who were getting closer and closer to him. Those puppets stretched out their hands to him eagerly like children, and stared at him with bloody eyeballs. The mouth opens and closes.

"Ah Mo, why didn't you play with us? Why did you leave alone!"

The childish voice kept screaming, and Tao Mo couldn't help covering his ears, and stepped back a few steps. Suddenly, he felt his back leaning against something cold, like a door?