After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

Song Daochang threw the garment factory owner out of the warehouse door mercilessly with one hand, and then rushed into the warehouse with a mahogany sword.

The door slammed shut behind him with a loud bang.

In the warehouse without a light source, the dim light from the street lamps outside was lost, and it was completely plunged into darkness.

But those plastic models seemed to have red eyes shining in the dark, staring at Song Yichang without blinking.

They didn't move.

Even though their bodies were covered with blood, and some models still had minced meat in their hands, they stood quietly in place like the most common dead objects.

It was as if all the suspicion and guard against them by Master Song were nothing but his paranoid illusion.

Song Daochang saw it, but he didn't relax at all. He slashed down with all the strength of the mahogany sword in his hand, and hit one of the plastic models fiercely.

"Wow!" a voice.

The body of the plastic model that was split in half quickly fell to both sides, and the flesh and blood that was originally contained in the hollow plastic body also rushed out like sea water that broke through a dam, spreading out in a big puddle.

Originally Song Yichang thought it was the stagnant water caused by humidity because he couldn't see clearly in the dark, but when he smelled the strong smell of blood, his complexion changed drastically, and his serious face frowned into a Sichuan shape .

But before Song Yichang stepped forward to check whether the puddle of minced meat was human flesh, or the wild dogs and wild cats that the clothing factory owner said before, those plastic models that had been motionless before all suddenly moved.

Just when Song Yichang's attention was attracted by the flesh and blood, in the blind spot of his field of vision, the plastic model turned its head stiffly, and the rotatable joints made a slight sound, and dozens of plastic heads turned 180 degrees and pressed against it. With a strange body, his eyes fell on Song Daochang's body uniformly.

They stretched out their hands slowly, the hands made of plastic did not know when they became sharp like knives, they gripped ferociously like claws, and grabbed the Taoist priest who was guarding against any omissions.

There were rough red nails painted on those fingers, which looked completely different from real people, but the shining human shape gave them a strange feeling of real and fake intertwined.But the blood dripping slowly along the arm and the broken flesh in the nails made people wonder for a moment whether it was red paint or...

The blood that remains after killing a living person just now.

When Song Daochang realized something was wrong, he was already surrounded by plastic models.

He was startled, and immediately ignored looking at the puddle of flesh and blood flowing out of the plastic model's body, and turned around quickly, pointing the mahogany sword in his hand in the direction he noticed his gaze.

However, as soon as Song Yichang raised his hand, he immediately stretched out a stiff yellow arm from the angle, as if not afraid of being injured, he directly stopped in front of his sword, blocking the mahogany sword's castration.

The arm was cut off mercilessly by the mahogany sword, and blood and minced meat rushed out along the gap in the arm.

And Song Daochang was stopped in this way, and the sword wind that stopped immediately made him miss the best chance to fight back, and was completely surrounded by layers of plastic models around him.

Some palms grabbed Song Yidao's long Taoist robe, stretched out to his neck, and grabbed his mahogany sword.

Although the plastic model is tangible, it is not afraid of injury or pain. The part that has been cut off from the limbs is still able to move. It tripped Song Yichang's footsteps from the ground, making him stagger several times and almost lost his footing. Originally Precise swordsmanship was greatly curtailed.

Song Yidao was at a loss for two parts, and as the plastic mannequins attacked, more and more wounds were drawn on his body by their knife-sharp palms, and his originally agile movements began to become sluggish.

Then it was like a vicious circle, and soon, he was completely at a disadvantage.

Having lost the best time to fight back, Song Daochang seemed to have fallen into the prey of wolves, and the bloody smell of the wound aroused the viciousness of the plastic models around him.

Their rough-painted eyeballs shone red in the dark warehouse, and their rigid facial features were ferocious, as if they wanted to grab the flesh and blood of the living people in front of them and fill their hollow plastic bodies.

Outside the warehouse, there was also the scream of the garment factory owner.

"Damn it, what the hell is this...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

Those plastic mannequins... have spread outside?

The scenery in front of Song Yichang's eyes shook. He forcibly restrained his dizziness, took a rough breath, and regained his energy to deal with the plastic model in front of him. He wanted to solve the battle as quickly as possible, and then told the outside world what happened here. people.

Although there have been incidents of lonely ghosts occupying unowned humanoids in the past, the number in the warehouse, and according to the owner of the garment factory, this situation has begun since the kidnapping case decades ago, Song Dao said. Chang can no longer think that what surrounds him now are all ghosts living in plastic models.

Behind these plastic mannequins, there are obviously more powerful ghosts manipulating all this.

Song Daochang didn't know what it was, nor did he know the other party's purpose, but if he left it alone, he would be very worried...

Just at this time, Song Yichang's cell phone rang.

He touched the phone with his bloody fingers, and it slipped off his palm a few times, and he had to be distracted to deal with the attack in front of him.

Without paying attention, Song Daochang pressed the hands-free button.

Before they could speak on the phone, they heard the crackling sounds echoing in the warehouse, as well as Song Daochang's gruff and exhausted voice.

There was a moment of silence on the other side.

Immediately, a shout came from the phone.

"roll--!"

This sound was full of air, like a lion's roar and a dragon's anger.

The invisible sound waves rippled around, echoing repeatedly in the empty warehouse, even shaking the wall off.

And the plastic models who had surrounded Song Yichang were all startled, and immediately froze in place, not daring to take another half step forward.

Song Yichang was able to catch his breath. He quickly adjusted his posture, forced himself to swing his sword, and chanted a spell in a low voice and quickly, sweeping the mahogany sword in his hand mercilessly.

In an instant, those plastic mannequins were cut off in the middle.

The stinky blood mixed with pieces of meat spurted out from the plastic model's body, splashed in the air, and then covered the ground like rain.

Song Yichang clearly saw that there were indeed broken limbs of wild cats and dogs, but there were more... but they looked like parts of the human body.

His brows were tightly frowned, and his mouth moved, as if he wanted to reprimand the evil cruelty behind those plastic models.But in the end he sighed, quickly wiped the blood off his hands, and went to take out his cell phone.

To be able to achieve the effect just now with one word, Song Yichang only knows two people, one is Yan Shixun, and the other is his master.

And hearing the voice, it was obviously his master calling.

The Taoist priest who had faced the evil spirits just now was full of fear, but when he answered the phone, he was as obedient as a primary school student.

"Master, wait a moment, I'll be right back."

While listening to the phone, Song Yidao quickly ran out of the warehouse.

He pushed the door open, turned around and locked the door, took out the talisman in his arms and added another talisman with the blood left on his finger, and then put his palm on the door.

Then he turned around and reached out to pick up the collar of the clothing factory boss, dragged the limp boss up, and at the same time kicked the plastic model next to the boss.

The whole action is done in one go.

Before the owner of the clothing factory came back to his senses, Chief Song Yizhang had already rescued him from the evil spirit, temporarily stabilizing the situation.

After finishing all this, Song Yichang took a deep breath, and pointed to the warehouse door with his serious hands.

"Don't be afraid of evil spirits, the Taiqing Taishang stands here..."①

The owner of the garment factory still had two tears of embarrassment on his face, and he stared blankly at the Taoist priest he met on the train, muttering something beside him, gesticulating with his fingers, and then on the door of the warehouse, A mysterious pattern appeared in an instant, the pattern flickered for a while, and then went out again and went dark again.

Everything is like an illusion of his.

But if it's an illusion... what about the moving plastic?

The whole world was shattered in front of the little boss. His world view of the past few decades had been severely damaged. He couldn't recover for a while, and he didn't realize the fact that he had been saved. He just stared blankly at Song Daochang.

Song Daochang was quickly explaining the situation to Li Daochang concisely, and seriously reported the situation of the models in the warehouse.

"Master, I suspect that the disappearance of Xie Lin's sister back then has something else behind it. The plastic model may not have been used as a container for ghosts, but was used as a bone substitute, or..."

"I know."

Daoist Li interrupted his disciple, and he said flatly: "Otherwise, why do you think I would call you? I really have nothing to do, so I came to be your nanny?"

He snorted coldly, and said in disgust: "With the same virtue as Xing Xing, why can't I receive disciples like disciples... Calling you, of course I figured out that you are in danger."

"The bone replacement technique you mentioned has also been confirmed, and it's not just your place."

Li Daochang rarely had such a serious time, every word and every word was quenched with coldness: "Similar situations have occurred in all humanoids across the country."

"Things that shouldn't have life have never been given life and death by the Dao, and they have come alive."

"The way of ghosts... will be born."

Just as Song Yichang instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and when the boss of the garment factory came to check the situation, Haiyun Temple and the special department also received calls one after another.

Many citizens called the hotline in panic, saying that the portraits or figures in their homes were moving, and some people were so frightened that they were on the verge of collapse with tears in their voices, saying that the statues in the park were alive.

Not only Binhai City, but more concentrated in the southwest.

While they were talking, several more calls came to Haiyun Temple, all of which were from the ghost exorcists in the southwest asking for help.

According to what they said, similar news came from several large shopping malls in the Southwest. They said that after the shopping malls were closed, the patrolling security team found many people still walking in the shopping malls. After the security guards who thought they were thieves approached Only then did I realize that those figures were all plastic models in the mall.

Not only that, but incidents of humanoid activity have been reported from various locations in the Southwest.

Southwest, which already had witchcraft and the technique of disgusting victory, if such a thing happened again, the alarm in the hearts of the Southwest ghost exorcists would immediately sound.

They knew that this was not something they could solve on their own, if they rushed over rashly, they would only recklessly leave their lives there.

So on balance, they still contacted the special department, and sent out a signal for help through layers of relationships.

After hearing that the accident happened in the Southwest region, and suspected that it was the reappearance of the bone replacement technique, many sects that were very popular and popular on weekdays immediately hung up the phone and ignored them, allowing the ghost exorcists from the Southwest to come back again. How do you want to ask for help? After knowing their purpose, many sects pretended to be asleep at night and did not answer the phone.

After seeking a circle of help, there are very few sects that should go to the Southwest Ghost Exorcist.

Although they know in their hearts that this is human instinctive self-preservation, it is understandable that those people do not want to cause more troubles for the sake of fame and fortune.

But they still couldn't help feeling sad.

However, one of the southwest ghost exorcists who had contacted the official person in charge suddenly remembered that the person who was with the official person in charge at that time was the Taoist priest of Haiyun Temple after yelling in grief and indignation.

He immediately proposed to seek help from Haiyun Temple and the special department.

Many people were already disheartened, and the dead horse called a living horse doctor.

Unexpectedly, the phone on Haiyunguan's side rang three times, and it was quickly connected.

After hearing what they said, the little Taoist on the other side of the phone immediately told them to wait a moment, and then shouted at Master to run away.

The one who answered the phone again was obviously a priest who had already handled affairs independently.

The Taoist leader of Haiyun Temple carefully wrote down what the Southwest exorcist said in detail, asked the time and place, and whether there were any casualties, and then promised them quickly: "There are already a group of Taoist priests in Haiyun Temple." We're headed to the southwest, please don't panic, help will be here soon."

"Now the Taoist temple is also mobilizing manpower, suspending all other affairs, and focusing on supporting the Southwest. The special department has also contacted many ghost exorcists, and everyone is arriving in the Southwest one after another."

The Taoist priest patiently comforted the ghost exorcists in the southwest.

Although he was also anxious about the news coming from all over the place, and was even more horrified by the evil horror behind these humanoid figures, he maintained his composure and did not fall into a panic.

the reason is simple.

The backbone of Haiyun Guan has already woken up from the sedation, and is presiding over the overall situation together with the supervisor.

With Daoist Li around, it was like a needle for calming the sea, so that all the Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple could rest assured to do the things they arranged for themselves, without getting confused.

Li Daochang woke up in time.

When he left the Haiyun Temple, he deliberately stood still and did a fortune-telling, and then he discovered that the disaster started in the southwest, and the ghost way will be born in the southwest and fall into the Binhai.

The result of this divination shocked everyone.

But no one questioned Li Daochang's hexagram, but quickly followed Li Daochang's words and concentrated his hands to guard Binhai and Southwest.

What happened in the next few minutes also confirmed what Li Daochang said was true.

On the contrary, Li Daochang himself felt a little flustered.He had a feeling that he was about to lose his disciples.

Out of this kind of foresight, he called Song Yichang and saved Song Yichang's life.

"Since you are in Binhai, you don't need to rush to the southwest, just stay there."

Li Daochang spoke very quickly: "I just made a calculation. The place where you are now happens to be the place where the ghost will fall. You should guard there and watch the surrounding area."

Song Daochang didn't expect that such a huge change would happen outside after he made a trip to the suburbs of Binhai City.

After he was astonished, he quickly responded.

After hanging up the phone, Song Daochang turned around and looked at the warehouse door with the sound of "bang bang!" crashing behind him, feeling puzzled.

The way of ghosts exists in the body of a fierce ghost instead of the Dao.

How did such a thing come into existence by deceiving the Great Dao?You must know that for Dao Dao, it means fall.

No existence will allow things that can kill itself to grow, especially the Dao. Any possible signs will be strangled at the source, and there will be no possibility of growth.

But now, even if Song Daochang wanted to break his head, he couldn't figure it out, but the facts were right in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help but doubt it.

He remembered Li Daochang telling him that this is the place where ghosts will fall... If there is anything special about this place, it is the kidnapping case that happened in the warehouse decades ago.

Kidnapping...

Song Yichang looked startled.

Xie Lin, isn't it because he is in the southwest and has something to do with this warehouse?

Could it be that the ghost way refers to Xie Lin?

Before Chief Song could think it through, a scream came from the nearby factory area.

Song Yichang's eyes were like lightning, and he immediately turned around to look over.

On the spacious and empty avenue, a woman in a white coat was screaming and running wildly. She turned around and looked back from time to time, with a terrified expression.

And behind her, a human skeleton model is chasing after her.

Song Daochang was taken aback for a moment, and then he figured out what was going on.

Because the owner of the clothing factory bought the warehouse here too early, the suburb decades ago has now become a mature industrial park, where many pharmaceutical factories and laboratories are located.

And the dress of the woman looks like that of an employee of a nearby pharmaceutical factory.

Since the whole city has received requests for help about humanoid beings coming back to life, this place, as one of the sources, is the hardest hit area.

In this way, wouldn't the humanoid objects in the laboratories of those pharmaceutical factories be a huge threat!

When Song Yichang was thinking about it, he felt like his heart was stuffed with mint leaves, and his chest felt cold.

He didn't dare to delay, he rushed over with the mahogany sword in his hand, his cloth shoes hit the branch, jumped over in a few steps, dragged the woman behind him, and swung the mahogany sword heavily at the mannequin behind her.

After the howling sound of the sword passed away, only plastic fragments were left on the ground.

The woman trembled all over in shock, and grabbed Song Yidao's long Taoist robe, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

She stumbled and explained the current situation to Chief Song.

As Song Daochang expected, she was an employee of the nearby pharmaceutical factory.

She was supposed to be on duty tonight, and she was sitting in a chair and sleeping in a daze, when she heard a strange noise in the laboratory, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the model that was supposed to be placed in the corner, and she was standing there. In front of her, he lowered his head and looked straight at her.

She was frightened into a cold sweat, and just about to complain about which colleague's prank, she watched the model move in front of her, and raised her hand to pinch her neck, as if to kill her.

The woman was so frightened that she lost her mind, and was chased by the model all the way out of the pharmaceutical factory in a panic, only to be rescued by Song Yichang.

"Inside... When I ran over from the hall, I saw many models, which also moved."

With trembling fingers, the woman pointed to the brightly lit building not far behind, and said with a sob: "I still have many colleagues and friends, who are also there, and they haven't escaped yet. Master, please save them! You can pay as much as you want, Please save them!"

After Song Daochang asked the woman a few questions in a hurry, he rushed to the pharmaceutical factory immediately.

If it is true as she said, then the entire surrounding industrial parks are probably in deep crisis.

Song Daochang didn't dare to delay for a moment.

Meanwhile, Binhai City and Southwest China are facing similar dilemmas.

It was late at night, and many people were already asleep, but they heard faint voices coming from their homes.

Many people originally thought that a thief had entered the house, and after waking up, they quickly approached in the dark.

But I saw that it was not a thief at all.

Instead, the statue placed at home... moved.

Many young people stayed up all night playing games and were happy, and suddenly they also found that the figurines next to them seemed to have been tampered with.

They quickly rubbed their eyes and looked at the past again, thinking that their eyes were blurred from staying up late.

Unexpectedly, the figurine really turned its body in front of them, from stiff to flexible, as if gradually adapting to the new body.

Before they were happy, some of them were attacked by the weapons in the hands of the figurines.

There were also people who shivered and posted on social platforms, saying that they would never dare to stay up late again, fearing that they would die suddenly, and even had hallucinations.

But it soon became apparent that they were not alone in this experience.

On social platforms, similar dynamics can be seen everywhere, all of which are saying that the stone sculptures and bronze sculptures in my community have moved, and the hand-made dolls and dolls at home have come to life.

People without a human figure at home have no such experience, and some still sleep soundly, unaware that there has been a mess outside the house.

There are also people who are still awake, swiping their mobile phones to see this kind of news, and then scolding crazy, scaring people in the middle of the night.

But the busiest ones belong to the operators and special departments.

For many people, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

The operator didn't even bother to drink his saliva, and recorded the address and situation of the phone call after call. The red and blue lights flashed on the street, and the vehicles honked and whistled past, going to rescue people.

And whether it was Haiyun Temple or other sects, many exorcists who were willing to lend a helping hand, the entire sect mobilized and rushed to various places.

Some masters who have regular contacts with special departments also learned the truth from the staff.

"Southwest's bone replacement technique?!"

The master was so astonished that he changed his tone, and immediately realized how critical the situation was.

Southwest has been a ghost town since ancient times, and there are even rumors that Fengdu is there.

Although no one has actually found Fengdu in the southwest for thousands of years, the abnormality of the ghosts there is the consensus of all ghost exorcists. There are not many masters who think they are powerful but fail there.

After a long time, many exorcists were unwilling to take over the affairs of the Southwest.

But after seeing the current situation clearly, many people know that now is not the time to be picky.

"Li Daochang of Haiyun Temple said that the ghost way will be born in the southwest and fall in Binhai."

Such words gradually spread among the exorcists.

After hearing Li Daochang's name, more and more exorcists changed their previous attitudes and joined the team to rescue ordinary people.

Ghost exorcists eagerly shuttle through the streets can be seen everywhere on the streets.

The instruments they use are different, and the sects have different inheritances, but their heart to protect strangers and Dao is the same.

There were also keen masters, who quickly thought of Zhang Wubing's variety show, and asked the staff of the special department whether it was related to that show, and whether Daoist Yan could solve the crisis.

"Although I trust Daoist Li very much, with all due respect, Binhai and Southwest are too far apart."

The master smiled wryly: "Fighting against ghosts and gods, even if you miss a second, the situation is different. The life and death are all in the blink of an eye, and there may be only one life in the blink of an eye. I am afraid that Daoist Li will not arrive in time. And missed the best time to stop the ghost path."

"So I want you to give me an accurate word."

The master took a deep breath, and asked that sentence with difficulty: "Da Dao...is he still saved? Daoist Yan, can you control the situation before Daoist Li arrives?"

"If the worst situation is really ushered in, I can also settle down my disciples in advance."

The staff who communicated with the master, contrary to the usual polite and official tone, said firmly: "It will definitely work!"

"Mr. Yan is there—where Mr. Yan is, there is life!"

Yan Shixun, who was besieged by many people with all their hopes, was not as calm as those people imagined.

He observed the ghost play for a long time with cold eyes, only to find the only weakness of the ghost baby who has become a ghost and god.

But just like that, an opportunity that could never be missed for a split second, was still missed because of Xie Lin.

Yan Shixun was stunned, and couldn't make up for the mistake of not being able to strike for a while, and fell into the darkness before he had time to react.

He felt as if he had been thrown off a cliff, with the whistling wind in his ears, a stench lingering in the tip of his nose, and the cold wind piercing through the corners of his clothes, freezing his skin stiff.

But soon, he felt a hand grab his arm, and then he was pulled into a warm and firm chest.

Yan Shixun's eyelashes trembled, and before he opened his eyes, he already knew that Ye Li was beside him.

When he finally struggled to regain his sanity from the chaos and darkness, and opened his eyes again, he found that he was no longer in the yard of Zheng Shu's house.

Neither Ghost Infant nor Xie Lin's figure is here.

There is only a thick, pitch-black darkness all around, as if trapped in a swamp.

Only Ye Li's temperature and the sound of breathing came from the side, reminding Yan Shixun that this is not a dream, but the inside of a ghost baby.

Ancient books once recorded the swallowing beast.

Although Xie Jiaojiao does not exist like that, but she has grown to this point, in Yan Shixun's view, she is far more vigilant than the Swallowing Beast.

The ghost baby wants to replace the Dao, and the last step is to devour the original world and let the new world replace it, so that the ghost way can become the Dao.

But Dao will not let the ghost baby succeed easily, so before the ghost baby completes the last step, it happens to be the most vulnerable time for the ghost baby.

Unfortunately……

Yan Shixun sighed lightly, didn't blame Xie Lin too much, and immediately cheered up and looked around.

Since the matter has already happened, it is useless to say more, it is better to find another way to find a new vitality.

Yan Shixun didn't believe that he was in a dead end.

He firmly believes that there is still life hidden in places he has not discovered.

"So confident?"

Ye Li asked with a low smile.

Yan Shixun looked back, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "If you are not confident, are you just sitting and waiting to die now? Xie Lin chose to die, but the thousands of lives under the avenue have not given up hope, they still want to live. "

"Since I am a ghost exorcist, I naturally have to find a way out for them."

Yan Shixun's tone was flat, as if nothing could really shake his will: "Unless I die, unless the Dao disintegrates, this trip will not stop."

At that time, his master Li Chengyun had already discovered the existence of Tiandi's disease before the disease appeared, and came to Baizhi Lake alone.

His master must have discovered something here that can save the dead end in a crisis, so as Zheng Shushu said, knowing that the road ahead is doomed to death, he still moves forward with a smile.

And what he has to do now is to find out what his master discovered back then, and find a way to kill ghost babies again.

When Ye Li heard what he said, he couldn't help laughing slightly: "This is probably the first time I was swallowed by something else after I became the lord of Fengdu. It's a novel experience."

"However, it also brings back memories of familiarity from long ago."

Ye Li turned his eyes, and his gaze fell into the darkness ahead.

Yan Shixun looked along suspiciously, and just wanted to ask Ye Li what he was looking at, but he didn't see anything.

But in the distance ahead, in the deepest part of the darkness, there is suddenly a shallow light flickering.

Yan Shixun squinted his eyes, and was surprised to find that the light was the red lantern of the theater.

Just after he had such a cognition, in the next second, the entire field of vision suddenly spun, and the darkness and light were broken and reorganized.

It was as if he had been thrown into a front-loading washing machine, spinning dizzily along the darkness.

Then he felt his feet touch solid ground, and he himself seemed to be sitting on a chair.

Yan Shixun couldn't help raising his hand to his forehead, shaking his painful brain, the scene in front of him gradually stabilized.

When he raised his head, he found that he was no longer in the darkness.

But in the theater, sitting on a bench under the stage.

Appeared in theaters for the third time.

Yan Shixun's eyes darkened, and he thought to himself that he might never like theater again in his life.

However, this time, Ye Li was sitting beside him, interlocking his fingers all the time, without being separated by darkness and shaking.

Yan Shixun blinked, and looked around calmly.

He saw that the place where he was now was very similar to the theater in the lake before, with the same stage curtain, the same tables and chairs under the stage, and bright red lanterns all around.

But the difference is that not only he and Ye Li are sitting here, but everyone in the show crew, including Ma Daochang and Wang Daochang, are also sitting here.

Their eyes stared blankly at the stage, not like living people, but like wooden puppets.

Yan Shixun was startled, thinking of the wooden puppet in the yard of Zheng Shu's house before.

Those puppets replaced the identities of the villagers and stayed in the shadow play forever.And these puppets...they are probably going to replace the identities of everyone in the program group.

Once it is really captured by the ghost baby, no matter how what happens here will affect the outside world, the people in the program group will be the first to be hurt. Even if they can take their souls out of the shadow puppet show, they will probably be hurt.

Everyone must be taken away from the theater before the ghost baby makes any moves.

Yan Shixun made up his mind and prepared to move.

At this time, on the stage, the musicians sat on both sides, the curtain fell, and the candlelight swayed with the wind behind it, reflecting a woman sitting upright on it.

Apart from this, there are no other shadow puppets on stage.

Because Master Bai said that the shadow play and reality must be exactly the same in order to deceive the world, so Yan Shixun guessed that if the ghost baby wants to replace the shadow play and reality, it must also perform the person they will replace in front of these wooden puppets The memory of a lifetime, so that the identity can be reversed.

That's why they're sitting in the theater right now.

Before the shadow puppet show begins...

Yan Shixun was just about to get up when he saw the figure sitting in front of him move.

"Mr. Yan."

Hearing the voice, it was Xie Lin.

That figure turned his head slowly, it was undoubtedly Xie Lin.

It's just that he looked much more haggard than before, and I don't know if it was caused by helping Guiying block the sword.

Xie Lin looked at Yan Shixun with sad and tearful eyes, and his frowning brows seemed to hide a lifetime of pain and frost.

When Yan Shixun saw the person who ruined his original plan again, he knew that according to common sense, he should get angry or question him.

But he didn't need to ask, he already knew what Xie Lin was thinking.

Therefore, his gaze moved slightly, but in the end it was just a sigh.

"Xie Lin, I know you are ashamed of your sister. But what you need to be clear is that it is not the karma of brother and sister between you and your sister, but the entire avenue of heaven and earth, and countless lives are involved."

Yan Shixun said helplessly: "Because your sister has killed too many people, including you who rescued her and allowed her to live in the first place, are all judged by heaven and earth as having karma behind, even if you go to the underworld, I'm afraid you can't do it." Reincarnation...Even so, do you still protect her?"

Xie Lin had tears in his eyes, his lips were pale and dry, but he still smiled miserably: "But, she is my sister."

"She's right. At the beginning, I didn't protect her well, and I didn't stand by her when others bullied her."

Saying that, Xie Lin stood up slowly, turned to face Yan Shixun: "So I decided, from then on, I will only stand by her side, no matter what she does... I am willing to be a wooden puppet by her side , will always be with her."

Tears flowed down Xie Linqing's noble and handsome cheeks.

He stood between Yan Shixun and the curtain, preventing Yan Shixun from seeing the drama that was gradually unfolding on the curtain.

"Mr. Yan, I stayed, but you are not."

"Run! Mr. Yan, take the others and run—!"

"Leave the theater and don't look at the curtain whatever you hear."

Xie Lin said with a trembling voice, "Don't, don't be left in the shadow play by Jiao Jiao, go back to reality."

As for him...

Xie Lin let out a long sigh, the remaining soul finally couldn't hold it anymore, and after fulfilling his last wish, he slowly closed his eyes, and gradually turned into wood in front of Yan Shixun, completely becoming a wooden puppet people.

The grain of the wood replaced the skin, and his originally soft and warm body became stiff and cold, and there was no trace of evidence of his being human anymore.

——Let him stay with Jiaojiao forever from now on.

He is not a good brother and did not protect Hao Jiaojiao, so now, it is up to him to atone for his sins.

From then on, he will always stand on Jiaojiao's side, and will never betray her or hurt her again.

When the last tear fell on the ground, the soul named Xie Lin completely dissipated in the world.

The white and slender arms stretched out and hugged the little puppet into his arms.

The girl tilted her head, looked at Yan Shixun and smiled maliciously: "Ah, why don't you run away?"