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The crane didn't return and fell into a coma for two days.

He was indeed tired. Ever since he went to Manling Island, he had been making puppets and setting up formations day and night. As a result, he had almost no time to recuperate and adjust his breath, which caused a huge deficit.

He couldn't die, and he was struggling to die because he couldn't die. As soon as the big issue was resolved, his body immediately collapsed like a pile of sand washed away by the waves.

However, his body is empty and his spirit is always tense. Just getting rid of the water demon and Xie Miao on the island is not enough for He Bugui to relax and recuperate comfortably.

After sleeping in the dark for two days, although he couldn't open his eyes and couldn't move, his consciousness had awakened.

Therefore, he could clearly hear the occasional words of Yu Wuque and Kongzhi——

Xiao Yi was sent back to Wen Yu to stay, and was exchanged for Rui Su. The chaotic order of Jibo Island was gradually restored, and Rui Su managed it alone, helping the reborn islanders adapt to their current lives.

Compared with Manling and Tuoling Islands, Jibo's situation is slightly more optimistic. The islanders' corpses will be decomposed in time in the future, eliminating the need for stitching.

They suffer less, but it is not easy to accept that they are dead and will be resurrected, and that they will remain hidden for a long time in this form.

As for the Hanging Island Fortifications, there was Kongzhi, and he worked overtime to start construction at the first time. Although there were not many puppets available, the core device was made by Crane Bugui early in the morning. Full control over decisions.

From time to time, orderly rumbles can be heard from the bottom of the island—the cutting of the island is coming to an end.

As for the culprits, the living soul of the water demon was sucked up by Yu Wuque, leaving only Xie Miao's soul in the first level. In the conversation between Yu Wuque and Kong Zhi, He Bugui also listened to it all.

Yu Wuque: "The corpse vault has two purposes. One is to control the corpse. The best container for storing the soul is the flesh and blood body. It can control the soul to achieve the effect of controlling the corpse, which is much easier than refining corpses like the Blood Abyss Palace.

The second is to supplement the spell-casting materials, which is why the body and head are separated. The head is where the spirit is, and all the brains are stored for the goddess, so she will have a steady stream of energy to cast spells. "

In fact, this guess had already been made on Manling Island, but Yu Wuque was not sure at that time, so he didn't have time to tell Crane that he didn't return.It wasn't until he realized the process of burning his own soul power with soul magic, and the strange changes in his body after devouring a living soul, that he was able to confirm this conjecture.

The reason why the Goddess has all-powerful mana is because she unscrupulously devours the souls of others. Knowing this is a little bit good, at least the power of this Goddess is not inexhaustible.

This is a major weakness.

Kong Zhi was puzzled: "Since the soul art directly acts on the soul, is it easier to control a living person than to control a corpse? Why kill it first?"

"How can the dead be obedient to the living." Yu Wuque said, "Besides, many of the dead souls are incomplete, and soul art is not just as simple as imprinting and manipulating it. "Sewing the soul and repairing the soul is almost like creating a new soul, which only obeys the orders of the soul owner, and because several strands of souls are combined, the energy is even greater. "

Kong Zhi suddenly realized: "So the goddess is not only accumulating living souls for food, but may use the "Obscens" to create a large number of walking dead under her command. "

The walking dead is not accurate. These sutured souls are sane, and their cultivation base is not low, and they can be accumulated. Pick a shell and put them in. They are better driven and stronger than living mortals.

"Wouldn't it be that the more dead people are, the better it is for the goddess?" Kongzhi said in horror, "This reminds me of the legendary soul cave under the Immortal City."

Back then, Ji Xuan made thousands of puppets to bloom her soul, but now the goddess is just imitating the former Ji Xuan. Since she doesn't have the supernatural hagan technique, she chooses the corpse next.

This explanation is the most reasonable.

Kongzhi said worriedly: "Xiemiao said that the army of water demons started to ignite the flames of war in the Central Plains as early as when we left the Broken Moon Islands, so we don't know the situation right now.

But according to what you said, this battle between humans and monsters will inevitably result in countless casualties. As long as there are dead people, it will benefit the goddess without any harm. "

"That's right, but..." Yu Wuque didn't want to understand something, he said, "Xiemiao just expands the corpse bank. According to him, the corpses are not in use now, and he didn't hear the goddess mentioning that they would be transported to the front line. It seems that she has no such intentions, the goddess has been taking the task of resurrecting the squid up to now, and she did these things and didn't send them to the front line, does she have any other purpose?"

Kong Zhi: "Master Wu Que didn't mean that Xie Miao faltered and faltered, and part of his memory was obviously erased by someone. Maybe it was the Goddess who deliberately did it to cover up her real purpose."

Yu Wuque sneered: "You're still the high priest. I see that Xie Miao has not gained the trust of the goddess at all, but Uncle Ling has been inseparable from the goddess. I'm afraid he knew exactly what this conspiracy was about from the very beginning. .”

Friendship, reputation, and a century-old foundation can all be forgotten. Yu Wuque really can't figure out what kind of benefits Ling Si, who is a low-key man, has exchanged with the goddess, so that he is willing to be his lackey?

The two of them were talking here, He Bugui finally opened his eyes slowly, he wanted to ask "Where is the Goddess", but he was dumb and coughed.

"Master is awake!"

"Owner!"

The two who were chatting had a meal, and immediately gathered around the bed, served tea and water, and helped him to sit up. After Yu Wuque felt his pulse, he fed him the decoction that he had already warmed up: "Don't be in a hurry, I will count on the teacher It's time for Zun to wake up, drink the medicine and listen to me slowly."

Kongzhi put a cushion on his back, and put on some clothes for Crane Bugui, and then he leaned over limply, opened his mouth obediently, and Yu Wuque said while feeding, "It's a bit bitter, but you have to finish it, there's nothing here. Things to make candied fruit, owe us to go back and eat a meal."

The medicine was so bitter that he couldn't return to his stomach, and he frowned, but he swallowed it whole. After drinking, Kongzhi wiped his mouth for him, and stuffed it into a hand stove: "I will tell the master one by one about the things that are worried about the master. listen."

"I heard it all." He Bugui interrupted him, and ordered, "Jibo Island will be held up by an enlightened beast, Kongzhi, you take it and reform it first, and fix it as soon as possible."

Kongzhi: "Yes, master, I'll go right away."

He Bugui raised his eyelids tiredly and looked at Yu Wuque. He also had a tired face. He hadn't slept for two days. The black and green eyes of this kid couldn't cover it. He would look at himself, so tired, so tired Still always smiling.

He Bugui stretched out his hand from the warm quilt: "Give me your hand."

"I am fine."

The crane didn't return and said, "give it to me."

Yu Wuque had no choice but to reach out and let the crane not return to detect the spirit's pulse. His spiritual sense swept around from top to bottom, but he didn't find any resentment.

Just a little tired and weak, He Bugui felt relieved, withdrew his hand and retracted into the quilt again.

Yu Wuque touched his wrist: "Master, are you relieved now? You heard what I said to Kongzhi just now. Is there anything else I missed?"

"Where is the goddess?"

Yu Wuque said: "Hiding in the Luo mackerel water demon, the water demon lives deep in the belly of the whale, swimming in nowhere. Although Xie Miao doesn't know which whale it is, but he has a way to contact the leading whale. This is how you meet the goddess."

Crane Bugui asked, "What method is appropriate?"

After all, Xie Miao was a shield. They wanted to take the opportunity to go deep into the enemy's hinterland. If they went there abruptly, they would inevitably startle the enemy.

"Sure, we're lucky." Yu Wuque said, "The high priest Xie Miao is only in charge of the logistics of the morgue. It's a common thing to go back and report the progress. It won't make people suspicious, and only the three priests next to the goddess have this connection. They tongue There is a sounding mouthpart under it, and it sounds silently into the sea, only the whales can hear it, so as to make a way for them."

Crane Bugui thought for a while and said: "We have been out for more than two months, and the sea monster has blocked the sea route for half a year. If there is a big movement, it may not be at the last time, and it may be earlier. We have to Find the goddess as soon as possible, if the great cause is really to revive the squid, then the battle may break out on the side of the Bering River."

Yu Wuque: "From Master's tone, it seems that you have doubts about the great cause?"

"If it's really the resurrection of the squid, why can't Xie Miao, as a water demon, let him know that he has to erase it, unless the coming of the gods and the resurrection of the squid are two different things, and the gods have something else to say..."

"Master, don't worry about it." Yu Wuque brought a bowl of porridge, "When you see the goddess and Uncle Ling, all problems will be solved. It's useless to worry about it now. Get well soon. The three islands are dealt with, and we will set off immediately."

When Yu Wuque said this, Crane Bugui took it seriously and didn't waste his time thinking about it.

After two days of fasting, he ate half a bowl of clear porridge and recovered a lot of energy. Yu Wuque once again crossed the spirit for him. Seeing that the master's face was much rosier and he seemed to be in a good mood, Yu Wuque touched it. Going to the desk, furtively took the booklet in his arms.

Even the back view showed a guilty conscience, and Hebugui raised his chin, thinking that it was definitely not a serious book, and after looking at it for a while, he couldn't help asking him: "What bad things did I do while I was asleep?"

The words originally referred to his embarrassment in holding the booklet at the moment, but when it came to doing bad things, Yu Wuque only remembered that he had secretly kissed the master's forehead.

As a result, from the neck to the earlobe, it turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he didn't even dare to raise his head, so he could only mutter: "What bad things can I do..."

His face was flushed, which showed that this was not an ordinary bad thing, and it had to be colored.

He Bugui's beautiful eyes stared: "What script are you hiding, bring it to me to read, no, bring it to me and burn it for you."

Yu Wuque: "..."

He Bugui stared at his hand: "Yu Wuque, a cultivator, lust/desire consumes energy, so when you quit, you should quit. You are only a few years old now, and you are addicted to these things. In the future-"

"Alas, Master, this is not a erotic picture, please forgive me." The more he said, the more outrageous, Yu Wuque raised his hands in apologetics, shook the booklet in his palm twice, and moved to the side of the bed with a grunt , respectfully present: "I wrote this book, and I would like to ask Master to read it."

The crane does not return: "..."

Did I hear you right, you wrote a book?

Why did you blush after writing this book?

What book to write will make you blush?

No, the most outrageous thing is that Yu Wuque actually wrote a book.

The booklet was placed on the mattress, He Bugui lowered his eyes, seeing that it was indeed a serious book.

Yu Wuque didn't lie to him, he fell asleep for the past two days, besides taking care of patients, repairing puppets, he was indeed writing "books".

The book was so shabby that it didn't even have a binding thread, it was scattered in piles and stacked randomly, and the person who wrote the book even traced the cover.

spiritual book;

Yu Wuque;

Yu Wuque introduced embarrassingly: "It records all my enlightenment and opinions on soul art so far. If words can't express it, I try my best to draw it."

He Bugui stared at the title of the book for a long time, and asked, "What does the spirit book mean?"

Yu Wuque replied: "Master said that everything has a spirit, and the spirit is the soul, so it is called the book of spirits."

Crane Bugui flipped through it roughly, and there were already dozens of pages of records with rich pictures and texts. He hadn't had time to read the content, but he was already shocked.

After all, the kid in front of him is a person who can fall asleep after sitting in the school for a while, unless he is served by a ruler and rattan, it is more difficult for him to read a book quietly than to kill him.

What's more, when it comes to writing books, He Bugui would rather believe that he jumped up and burned the Buddhist scriptures pavilion than believing that he could sit down and write a book.

He Bugui looked over with a look of "how much medicine did you take wrong?", but saw that Yu Wuque was more sincere than ever and was looking forward to his comment.

It's not waiting to be praised, it's not flattering to observe words and demeanor, this is really a serious face of a student waiting for the teacher to teach, so that He Bugui feels ashamed for a moment, I am afraid that he is a little bit of a villain.

So he touched the cover and opened it solemnly.

There are no unexpected ghostly symbols, no gags, it is Yu Wuque's theory of soul art written down word by word in a serious manner.

Through the neat and strong handwriting and the complicated illustrations of spells, He Bugui seems to be able to see a cute and serious Yu Wuque who is crouching at the table and scratching his head.

He Bugui was surprised and said, "Why did you write it?"

Yu Wuque pouted and said: "When I first went to Fukong Temple, Master's beating made me think a lot. Compared with why I learned soul art, I was more curious about why this art was passed down in the hands of mortals. Since It has so much energy, and I've learned some fur, so I might as well write it down."

"Although the master said that it is almost impossible to practice this technique, it is not just a question of threshold, but God's will, but what if?" Yu Wuque said innocently, "If I can find a way to practice, let everyone To be able to learn, or learn the method of cracking prevention from the principles of dismantling spells, is it a good deed after all?"

He Bugui nodded: "It is indeed a good deed."

With the affirmation of Crane Bugui, Yu Wuque said convincingly: "Since I am already the chosen one, I should make good use of it. Wuliangzhai designated it as a forbidden technique because I don't understand it and it is difficult to prevent and control it. If this technique can be popularized , Let everyone know the ins and outs, and have a countermeasure, so it won’t be able to cause irreparable disasters, right? It’s just... this apprentice is not very proficient in art repairs, and many places will be deadlocked after being demolished halfway.”

Yu Wuque poked at the book shyly, shrugged and said, "So I want to ask Master to take a look. If there's anything wrong, teach me."

Putting on an attitude of not being ashamed to ask, and then confidently clarifying another level of purpose, he straightened his neck and said: "Also, my devouring living souls is considered an act of crossing the line. Master warned me before that I committed it knowingly and committed a big crime." Wrong, make up for it a little bit, don't be angry, and don't punish me, okay?"

He Bugui snorted coldly: "You really have no good intentions."

Seeing that he wasn't angry, Yu Wuque smiled and said, "If I dare to tell you, how bad can it be?"

"Snapped--"

There was a very shallow smile on the corner of He Bugui's mouth, but he flicked his chest hard, which was regarded as a punishment.As for the mistakes he made knowingly, he didn't criticize a single word, but looked down at the first page. He tilted his chin, slowly retracted his elbows, and said calmly: "Sit down and watch together."

"Ok!"

Yu Wuque brought another candlestick and put it on the bed. He sat next to He Bugui, in case the master asked him something so that he could answer in time, but after waiting for a long time, He Bugui didn't say a word.

He Bugui read every page of the book in his hands very carefully, thinking and pondering as he read it, nodding subconsciously when he agreed, pursing his lips and staring blankly for a long time when he was in doubt, at the place where Yu Wuque disassembled half, he He also drew some formations with Lingsi out of thin air, but Yu Wuque didn't quite understand them.

But He Bugui didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and he just nestled quietly on one side, waiting to answer his homework at any time.

The warm breath in the mattress came in bursts, mixed with the fragrance of hibiscus, Yu Wuque was overwhelmed by drowsiness after a while, leaning his head on the head of the bed and fell asleep, his breathing slowed down a lot.

He Bugui didn't know that the people beside him had already seen Duke Zhou, and he was fascinated by it. Yu Wuque tried his best to describe the soul state beyond his current understanding of the underworld, and it seemed to open up a side to the practitioners. Strange and wonderful new realm.

In addition, He Bugui felt surprised and rare that Yu Wuque had such thoughts and intentions. What was rare was that he was willing to devote himself to research besides Yanshu. What was surprising was that this kid seemed to have really matured.

Knowing that some things exist beyond "right and wrong", it has the meaning of doing it, and this meaning is so far-reaching that it can benefit the common people and affect future generations, even if it is criticized now, it is still worthwhile.

For many things in the world, there must be the first person who is not afraid of people's words and risking his life to go through this muddy water. If Yu Wuque has the courage to do No.1, then God will let No.1 take a different path .

He Bugui smiled gratifiedly, and tasted the joy of being a master for the first time in his life.

Young people's foolishness and bravery often seem reckless, but in fact they are pure and simple courage. This courage makes him a lot more cute as a disciple.

"Yu Wuque, it's wrong here." He Bugui elbowed the person beside him, muttering, "I taught you before, why are you always drawing mistakes—"

The person next to him didn't respond, but was turned sideways by the kidnapper, his head fell on He Bugui's shoulder, and when he tilted his head, there was a kiss on the skin, two long eyelashes and a hot red nose in the corner of his vision, The deep and slow breathing in the dim candlelight and the warmth of the tent made everything around me quiet down.

He Bugui didn't push him away at the first moment of getting close.

Instead, he lowered his head again and looked at it for a long time with a smile on his face.

He slept soundly and soundly, his health was not good, but he exhausted the others, and the crane did not return to his thoughts.

Such a short distance made him return to the top of the mountain in a trance, remembering that before he fainted, he was holding on to Yu Wuque's skirt, and the other party pressed his chin to his forehead, and the warmth was fleeting on the top of the cold wind mountain.

It's just that at the moment, He Bugui put his chin against the other's forehead, and the surroundings are not cold. It seems that this closeness is not just about warming and chilling.

what is that?

He Bugui didn't want to understand, but just called out in a breathy voice: "Kongzhi."

Kong Zhi came in from outside the house, walked to the bed on tiptoe, and was about to speak when he saw Crane Bugui gesticulating, telling him to lower his voice.

Kongzhi also said in a breathy voice, "Master, I'll take Young Master Yu back to the crib to sleep."

"Don't disturb him." He Bugui whispered, "Take a quilt to cover him, he must be too tired."

Kong Zhi: "Master Wu Que refused to close his eyes after suffering for two days. He dared to relax a little when the master woke up."

"He doesn't look like a carefree person at all." He Bugui teased, "Does he still think he is a handyman in the Floating Sky Palace?"

Kongzhi smiled and said, "That's also divided into people and tasks. I can see clearly that as long as it is related to the master, Mr. Wuque must have 120 minds."

Crane Bugui pouted, inexplicably proud, his eyes fell back on the book, but his body moved a lot into the bed honestly, Kong Zhi knew his dislike of getting close to others, and he didn't feel that the master was deliberately vacating the bed. Most of the beds are for Yu Wuque to sleep on.

The elm-headed puppet tossed Yu Wuque aside, seeing that he was leaning crookedly and unable to sleep soundly, worried and anxious.

"Don't bother."

He Bugui coughed dryly, and said casually: "Just let him sleep here, I don't mind."

The author says:

I didn't finish writing at [-] o'clock, so I'm posting now;

Rounding off the same bed and sharing the same bed√