Should the soul

Sawdust fell one after another, and Kong Jie drew a little bit with a knife in his hand.

Kong Jie said that he would borrow Huang Daxian's house for a few days. It was really inconvenient for him to carve portraits in Cheng Guogong's mansion. Wrapped the white finger bandage on the thumb and index finger, Huang Daxian saw that he was full of posture, and said with a smile: "You look like that."

Kong Jie let out a hey.

Huang Daxian asked: "Is this handicraft of your past life or this life?"

Kong Jie blew the planed sawdust: "I don't know."

In three days, the body of the puppet became more and more formed, and the facial features began to gradually become clear. Huang Daxian felt that something was wrong. It was not until finally Kong Jie brought a bronze mirror and trimmed the details of the wood carving while looking at the mirror that he exclaimed: "You Why are you carving yourself?"

Kong Jie said seriously: "This is not me, this is King Anping."

There were so many meanings in these words that Huang Daxian's pupils trembled.

Kong Jie had no other distractions, raised his head and made an expression in front of the mirror, adjusted the curvature of his facial features left and right, lowered his head and sculpted again.

Kong Jie took great pains to carve King Anping.

For things like statues, not only the image is required, but also the image of the god. If the image of the god is missing, it can be made up for.

In the eyes of the world, King Anping is too imaginary, and everyone is using the best words to describe him, describing him like a flawless dummy, which made Kong Jie baffled, so he went to ask the princess for advice.

The princess knew what he was going to do. She probably didn’t respond to the sculpture before. When she heard that it was related to the forbidden area, she blocked her ears and said that she didn’t want to know the details. Come not to her.Kong Jie asked about the sculpture's demeanor, which was related to her brother's image, but she let it go and chatted.

"My fifth brother, he has a quick temper. If he likes it, he likes it, and if he hates it, he hates it. He and Zhou Yin have completely opposite personalities. Zhou Yin has been well-bred since childhood, and he is also indifferent. He doesn't care about unimportant things. , Brother Qutu who played with them has a lot of tricks, and it’s definitely not hard to play tricks behind their backs. Only my fifth brother is pessimistic about life and death, and he will do it if he refuses to accept it. , There are always a lot of people playing with him. At that time, my elder brother had a great victory in Fancheng, and he was celebrating in the palace. At the banquet, he went to respect his second brother. Putting down his face, he put down the wine glass, and left without respect, and his brothers on the battlefield, all of them were very interesting. After leaving the battlefield, a group of rough guys gathered together to raise chickens. One winter was very cold. They were afraid that the chickens would freeze to death, so the generals and captains kicked the chickens back into the tents to raise them."

Kong Jie really asked the right person. What the princess said is like a normal person, and it sounds quite exciting.

The knife in Kong Jie's hand kept scraping sawdust, smoothing his cheeks, his chin was closed, revealing a dimple on one side, and his expression was flying and sincere when he laughed.

"Then what about him and Duke Cheng?"

Kong Jie asked.After all, it is to be engraved and given to the Duke: "How did they get along with each other when they were alive?"

This question seems to have stumped the princess, she frowned, and carefully recalled: "They probably met when they were twelve or thirteen years old. My sister-in-law didn’t have time to take care of us, they had a mediocre relationship, and I couldn’t see anything. Later, I moved to Jinyuan with my brothers, and the contact was broken. It was a year later that Guangwu was besieged, and Zhou Yin came to look for him suddenly. Brother, my fifth brother was so happy at that time, it was a day when I was so busy counting the war profits, the fifth brother suddenly rushed back to the mansion, picked up the second brother and walked around in circles. After the call, he said that the house would be cleaned up in three days. It was not a festival, and I thought it was a good friend of Fifth Brother who came to see him. Later, when I was in the army, my tent was next to their tent, "

Before the princess finished speaking, there was a subtle pause.

Kong Jie raised his eyebrows.

The princess pursed her lips and suppressed a smile, and glanced at Kong Jie: "From that time on, I could always hear my brother scolding Zhou Yin at night. I thought Zhou Yin was bullying my brother, and even broke in once."

Kong Jie was startled for a moment, then almost burst out laughing.

The princess had a delicate expression, and she couldn't help laughing when she thought of the past: "They should have been frightened at the time."

Kong Jie only made an expression, didn't speak, and tried hard to make up the messy scene in his mind.

The princess said that when her fifth brother passed away, it was the fourth year he had been with Zhou Yin.

When they were together, his brother had just turned 17.

King Anping was born on the battlefield at the age of 16, and his military talent shined throughout his life. At the age of 17, he was full of ambition and beautiful.

Kong Jie lowered his head, and adjusted the shape of the eyes little by little, not just the crescent eyes that laughed heartily, but made the arc of the eyes bigger and clearer, like a boy who was peeking at someone when he laughed wantonly, The contours of the cheeks and cheekbones are more plump, and there is a kind of gathering that is hard to restrain and forcibly restrained.

This is how a young man looks when he sees his sweetheart, and he will be tempered, curious and peeping, angry and shy.

Huang Daxian watched in amazement from behind, and sighed in amazement: "It looks like a living thing."

Kong Jie held the carving knife and pursed his lips: "It's a gift, of course you have to be careful."

Huang Daxian looked at it for a while, and waited for him to roughly adjust his face before asking: "Since you are like King Anping, why do you have to waste such a big setback?"

Kong Jie picked up the cloth towel, puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"The Duke is more powerful and powerful, and more convenient than others."

Kong Jie was confused: "Ah...?"

Huang Daxian: "If you want to test the forbidden area, you can ask him yourself? Isn't it better than giving away dolls and dead things? If you can enter his south courtyard, are you afraid that you won't get something?"

Kong Jie thought for a while, "But I don't want to do that."

Is this method different from the day when Wang Pu wanted to send him to the Luo Mansion?

Is there any difference between the Luo mansion and Cheng Guogong?

...It seems not.

Huang Daxian was silent for a moment, "Do you not know the relationship between King Anping and Duke Cheng?"

Kong Jie wiped the bridge of his nose intently: "I know."

Huang Daxian hesitated to speak.

Kong Jie expressed his attitude: "I just know that so I don't do it. It's too insulting to use the appearance of a dead person to do this kind of thing. King Anping, Cheng Guogong, Kong Jie and I insulted each other one by one. Dry."

Huang Daxian opened his mouth, but finally remained silent.

But Kong Jie heard him clearly say in his heart: What's the point of being a stand-in, other people haven't had such an opportunity yet.

Kong Jie looked up at him, his eyes moved.

Huang Daxian was speechless after being watched by Kong Jie: "Will that nobleman stop coming in the future?"

Kong Jie hummed: "It should be."

Huang Daxian was dumbfounded, his expression lost.

Kong Jie felt the hesitation and apprehension on the other side, and was a little puzzled, but this time he didn't hear what he was saying in his heart, so he had to ask, "What's wrong with you?"

Huang Daxian was a little embarrassed: "I know who she is, I finally came here once, but I still didn't seize the opportunity."

Kong Jie pursed his lips, he didn't expect him to be so concerned about the last mistake, "She came out for a reason, you know she can't go out often."

Huang Daxian lowered his eyes: "Forget it, maybe that's my fate."

Kong Jie frowned: "Is it important to tell fortunes to people like them? Your fortune-telling is usually very accurate, and you don't need her to approve it."

Huang Daxian said with a sad face: "Our profession is a mixed bag. A good magician really needs to study for many years to learn it. Life is so short. I have wasted ten years, and I have been silent for another ten years. I have no appreciation from noble people. Making ends meet is the next best thing, the hardest thing is being ridiculed and ridiculed all the time... To tell you the truth, I have seen people who are not as good as me achieve success and fame for so many years. Only then did I realize that I was too poor, too hungry, and had enough of being bullied, and if I didn’t get ahead, I would always be bullied.”

Kong Jie thought of Huang Daxian standing under the bridge wearing chains that day.

Kong Jie said, "I'll help you."

Huang Daxian was stunned. Kong Jie spoke too fast just now, and he didn't react.

"What did you say?"

Kong Jie repeated: "I said, you are too difficult, I will help you."

Kong Jie added, "But you have to promise me one condition."

Huang Daxian's expression was joyful at first, followed by worry.

There is an unwritten rule in the worlds of Yin and Yang: ordinary people can trade with ghosts and gods, but it depends on whether they can afford the price.

Kong Jie's smile was always so bright that he frequently forgot that the person speaking in front of him was a ghost, not a human being.

Kong Jie laughed to death when he heard the words in his heart: "What are you thinking? My condition is that you do the 'living question' well and keep your mind steady, otherwise you will get stuck when you see something that you can't say. I can't help if I try to help by the side."

The person in front of me is very powerful, but he has too much burden on his back.

Kong Jie asked Huang Daxian to go to the street to do fortune-telling, don't spend all day in Beishi, and come back after counting 81 people every day, so Kong Jie successfully squeezed out the owner, occupied Huang Daxian's small shabby house by himself, and devoted himself to polishing the portrait Polished and colored.

The sculpting of figures is like slow work. Kong Jie was so anxious that he didn't dare to rest day and night. He burned five or six catties of white wax, broke three carving knives, fell asleep when he was sleepy, and went for a walk when he was tired. In the afternoon, I bought stutters casually, and ate while walking, looking like some idle gangster with my arms hanging.

It's such a coincidence that his breakfast is stable at the end of the afternoon every day. At this time, he can always see Vice Commander Chen leading his horses passing by. Seeing that the young man couldn't wait to get ahead, he took a bite of the apple with a "click".

After another three days, the woodcarving was completed.

Huang Daxian came back early, seeing that the figure's limbs were relaxed and natural, with a bright smile, and he looked like a real person without the last step.

Huang Daxian asked: "When will the funeral objects in the forbidden area be delivered?"

Kong Jie: "Wang Pu said he could arrive today."

Huang Daxian looked around the wood carvings, looked at the wood carvings, looked at Kong Jie, I have to say that this pair of skins is really good-looking, suitable for joy and anger, when not smiling, there are bright and round dog eyes, the tails of the eyes are slightly downward, smiling When you are young, you have bright crescent eyes, and the corners of your mouth are naturally upward.Huang Daxian asked Kong Jie: "Actually, you want to be King Anping, right?"

Kong Jie nodded, frankly: "That's natural."

Huang Daxian pondered: "If you are really sure that you are King Anping, what will you do?"

Kong Jie: "Bring the soul back at night."

Huang Daxian: "And then?"

Kong Jie: "If you have all three souls, it's a good thing. If you only have one or two souls, you should hold them first, and then continue to look for them."

Huang Daxian: "And then?"

Kong Jie turned his head: "What do you want to ask me?"

Huang Daxian has lost weight in the past few days, but with Kong Jie's company and commitment, he showed a bright and confident background. He bluntly asked, "What about Cheng Guogong?"

Kong Jie frowned in confusion, not understanding: "What's wrong with him?"

Wong Da Sin: ...

Huang Daxian dragged Wu Zi to sit down: "Well, let me analyze it for you."

Kong Jie also hesitated: "You say."

Huang Daxian: "Now you have neither the memory of the previous life nor the recovery of feelings, so you don't have any special thoughts on the Duke of the country, but once you get the soul, you will think of the entanglement between yourself and this person in the previous life, and it is hard to guarantee that you will not be moved. My heart is soft, I speculate that the three souls may not be so easy to get, and I am afraid that I will have to rely on powerful external forces to help myself in the future, so you might as well come close to the Duke as Kong Jie, and you can continue your previous life in secret Yuanmeng can also relieve his pain of remembrance, anyway, if you are King Anping, what you do is not borrowing someone else's identity, right?"

Kong Jie rolled his eyes and summed it up: "You want me to befriend Zhou Yin."

Huang Daxian choked, and wanted to say that he didn't mean it that way, but felt that it was wrong to veto, so he hesitated and said, "...you can also say that."

Kong Jie dragged the man a little closer, and they met each other, "Then I'll analyze it with you."

Huang Daxian made a gesture of invitation: "Speak."

Kong Jie: "I wish I was the King of Anping because I have to find my three souls within 81 days and be reincarnated. If I am not, then I have gone in the wrong direction and wasted seven days. The bad thing is that I don't know where else to find my soul, but if I'm really King Anping, it means that I've been wandering for so many years, all because my old love detained me for my own desire, then I can only promise that I won't beat him up before I leave."

Wong Da Sin: ...

Although it's weird, it seems to be right.

Kong Jie raised his eyebrows, Shi Shiran stood up.

At this moment, the door curtain suddenly opened from the outside, and there was a crash: it was Wang Pu.I saw that he was out of breath, and he obviously came on a fast horse, saying that he finally got it.

Kong Jie hurried over, and Wang Pu took out a handkerchief from the innermost layer of his pocket as if sending a secret message, opened it layer by layer, and showed him the contents inside: "Look, can this be used?"

It was a small seal with a simple style.

Kong Jie didn't answer, but raised his head to confirm: "Where did this really come from?"

Wang Pu nodded vigorously, and his heart was the same: "I just asked someone to take it out, and I will send it to you immediately."

Huang Daxian looked at Kong Jie, knowing that this was right in front of him.

Kong Jie took a deep breath, quickly untied the white cloth bandage that was holding the carving knife in his hand, and stretched out his bare hand.

The small seal was held in his hand.

Kong Jie closed his eyes. In an instant, he felt the unique coldness of the forbidden area spread layer by layer, as if someone pinched his nose and poured a handful of loess. The icy cold mist spread over his feet inch by inch...

After a long time, Kong Jie opened his eyes, staring blankly, as if in a daze.

Wang Pu was a little flustered, and asked, "Is this unusable?"

He didn't know the meaning of Kong Jie's funeral objects, and he was still wondering whether this could be used for portraits.

Only then did Kong Jie come to his senses in a daze, and smiled stiffly, "No, this will work."

He got it out.

It's not his stuff, he's not King Anping.