I heard that the little uncle was once the love robbery of the ancestor

This is a way of self-harm, but it was his helpless move at the time.

Seeing the mutilated Lu Shisan, Qin Yu's hands hidden in his sleeves couldn't help shaking, and he couldn't even search for the elixir coherently: "You take this first."

It is a panacea that can relieve pain.

Unexpectedly, Lu Shisan, who saw everything in his eyes, glanced at him coldly: "Trash."

23 The hand that reached out to cover his mouth froze in mid-air, and turned to support his forehead. This is really true, I will save you now!

However, as if he was used to it, Qin Yu didn't react, but lifted his head and sent the nectar to his mouth.

Others who watched this scene were stunned.

The situation was embarrassing, 23 said: "Why don't we all go out and deal with the wound ourselves first."

After leaving the door, Feng Song leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Yi Ran, does the thirteenth uncle have a grudge against the junior uncle?"

Yi Ran glanced at him: "I don't know."

Those eyes were very cold, Feng Song turned his head and ran to Zan Yun's side.

Zan Yun rolled his eyes, but couldn't help but look in the direction of Yi Ran's departure, he was also a little surprised.

Just now, when Lu Shisan said 'trash', he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

What is the relationship between Qin Yu and Lu Shisan, Yi Ran wanted to know a long time ago.

He knew that the other big disciples in the palace took care of him for Qin Yu's sake, but it was difficult to explain Lu Shisan's attitude with this.

If there is any hatred, it must be the 'obsession'.

Counting the time, he entered that room again.

The wound was almost treated, turning the curtain, Yi Ran was about to enter.

But Lu Shisan said impatiently, "What are you doing?"

It was Qin Yu's very temperless voice: "If the wound on your face is not treated, it will scar again."

There is a long scar on Lu Shisan's chin.

Now, there is another scar on his face, which goes over the bridge of the nose on one side of the cheek, echoing the scar on his chin, which is a different kind of beauty.

Obviously, he doesn't care much about his body or face: "Is it related to you?"

Qin Yu paused, and left the ointment by the bed: "Heal your wounds well. Have you used up the elixir I gave you before? I still have a lot here."

Kill Thirteen was very ungrateful: "As you like."

After doing this, there seems to be nothing more to say.Turning around to leave, she met Yi Ran head-on.

The two looked at each other, one probing, the other looking away.

"Uncle, is there something going on between you and Senior Brother Kill?"

On the stone steps, Qin Yu hugged his legs and shrank aside, looking a little pitiful.

Yi Ran looked at him with his head tilted, his eyes darkened.

After a while, Qin Yu shook his head: "No."

Yi Ran asked: "Then why do you care so much about him alone?"

Even if he is very unfriendly to you.

Qin Yu raised his head to meet his gaze, and smiled bitterly: "Yi Ran, don't hate him. He is actually very pitiful." His star-like pupils were slightly moist, and he quickly turned his gaze away, "Anyway , please bear with him more."

Yi Ran asked: "Listen to Feng Song and they said, the little uncle was very familiar with the brother Lu before?"

Qin Yu: "Well, I knew him before I came to Liuyun Palace."

Yiran: "Is it related to this?"

"What?" Qin Yu raised his head in doubt.Suddenly understood what he asked, and looked away again, he looked at the vast mountains and rivers: "Almost."

But what is so pitiful about him?

He is the most beloved closed disciple in the palace, and his talent and strength are beyond the envy of others.

Yi Ran really couldn't figure out why such a person would be pitiful?

"Yi Ran, uncle is calling us!"

Hearing the sound, the two looked at each other and got up.

Killing Thirteen asked them for the matter of the Puppet Villa.The villa is weird, and Jinling City is not simple.

"Both of you, go out at night and find some people to ask what happened here 23 years ago." He pointed to Feng Song and Zan Yun, "Find some elderly people, this kind of people know a lot and are willing to save their lives."

23 carefully tugged at him: "Brother, isn't this bad?"

Lu Shisan glanced at him: "What's wrong, it's just a scare. Will it?" He asked the two of them.

Feng Song and Zan Yun seemed to have learned something new, excitedly: "Yes! We have read the storybook, and we can definitely perform it!"

Lu Shisan nodded appreciatively: "Be careful."

Then he called 23: "Let's go explore that puppet underground palace."

23: "You'd better recuperate here, in case something happens, you'll be a drag."

What Feng Chan and Zan Yun discovered was nothing but a puppet underground palace.

There is almost an army's quantity there, but they are all half-finished products, and have not been branded by the puppet master's line of art.

What is even more shocking is the location, that place is actually in the center of the entire Jinling City!

"Could it be that the entire Jinling City is a puppet?"

someone asked.

"No." Lu Shisan denied, "This place is an important passage where the four directions meet, and Bihai Chaosheng Pavilion is not far away."

At night, the six of them went to do their own tasks, leaving only Yi Ran, Qin Yu and Lu Shisan.

Lu Shisan kept his head down in deep thought, as if thinking of something. "Hello."

"Ok?"

"Do you remember that there used to be a country here?"

Qin Yu nodded hesitantly: "Nanguo."

The general trend of the world will be divided for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time. It was scattered a long time ago.The south is divided into many small countries, which is the place under their feet. There used to be a small country called the Southern Kingdom.

"What's the royal family name?"

"Jinling Duan Clan."

……

"Uncle, Uncle, we have asked!"

Feng Chan Zan Yun came back soon: "23 years ago, there was a big fire in Jinling City, and it started from the palace!"

"That's right, the reason why there is no one with the surname Duan here is because all the people with the surname Duan died at that time!"

"Duan is their imperial surname!"

Immediately afterwards, 23 and they also came back: "It's not so much a puppet dungeon as it is a puppet factory! It's been a long time."

There is a puppet factory under the Duan Palace.Is it the work of the royal family or something else?Why make it? What caused the entire royal family to survive 23 years ago?

But one thing has become clear, the human skin puppets in the entire Puppet Villa were all made by the Duan royal family!

"Brother, why did you enter that villa? Is it because the Nine Lives Cat ran in?"

Lu Shisan looked up at them and found that several people thought so.

But unfortunately, he didn't give the answer they wanted: "What's the matter with him?"

"..."

"Then what are you doing in there?"

"My pleasure."

I am happy, not to mention making myself like this, but also implicating their group...

"What about the Nine Lives Cat? Are we still chasing after it?"

No one spoke, everyone looked at Lu Shisan.

Lu Shisan glanced at them calmly: "One more day, I'll go to the villa, what do you like?"

"Hahaha, now that something like this is happening, we must solve this first, don't you think?"

23 with a haha.

As a result, the Nine Lives Cat was put behind.

Another day, Lu Shisan took 23 and the others to the Puppet Villa, and Yi Ran and the others, who had relatively low cultivation bases, did not get hurt, so they stayed for now.

……

In the deep mountains, it was even more gloomy.

Although the whole villa looks the same as before, it is strange.

As soon as they arrived at the door, a childish laughter sounded: "I didn't expect you to come back."

"Duan Wuyou?"

23 asked.

"it's me."

Everyone was startled, and reacted instantly, overturning the previous guess.

"I didn't expect you to be the puppet master!"

Low laughter, like the shriek of a child spirit: "There are many things in this world, which of you and I can't think of?"

"Are you from the Duan royal family?"

"Yes."

"So do they."

"Yes."

"You killed them."

There is a short pause: "Yes."

"Who set the fire in the palace?"

"do not know."

"Why did you kill them?"

"Why did you hurt my brother?"

23 didn't react for a while.

Kill Shisan pushed him behind him: "If you don't give it, I have no choice but to grab it."

"Snatching other people's things, can you be so righteous?"

Lu Shisan hooked the corner of his lips: "I want it."

Like two willful brats who won't let the other go.

Unfortunately, there were no parents by my side, so I broke my head and cried and cried.

Wu Wu said: "You hurt my brother, I want you to die, isn't it too much?"

Thirteen said: "It's not too much, it depends on who has the ability."

The wind was turbulent, the dust was blowing up, and human skin puppets slowly rose one after another in the villa, each of which was exquisite, beautiful, graceful and luxurious.

Among them, there are concubines, princesses, princes, princes, and marquises.

They are all works created by Duan Wuyou with all his heart.

But it's his family.

And they are all headed by paragraphs.

He has been repaired, with a handsome and gentle face, soft and beautiful long hair, white clothes embroidered with large ginkgo leaves, and a white collar wrapped around him.

Noble, gorgeous, without a trace of blemish.

He is the perfect puppet.It is so perfect that it already has its own consciousness. Although it is manipulated, it is like a living thing.

Lu Shisan asked: "Your brother, you seem to be alive?"

Duan Yan looked at him and smiled slightly.

It seems to be answering this question for Ah Li.

23 behind him swallowed hard, shaking like a leaf in a strong wind: "Oh my god, don't be scary."

In this world, there really are puppets made by living people.

And this puppet is Duan Yan.

"Come on, turn your family into puppets, and turn your brother into a living puppet!"

Wuyou sighed, the little man, the immature tone, how funny.

The words are mature and prudent, and have gone through vicissitudes of life: "If it is not made into eternal art, it will not take long for the beautiful appearance to rot and deteriorate, and even be eaten by disgusting corpse insects. What was once owned and existed will disappear in the quagmire of history .”

And he didn't want to be so lonely.

What a perfect reason, how natural, and how selfish.

For their own sake, they deprive others of their right to life, and deprive them of the dignity of their bodies, even death. .