no puppet

Fuze Mountain came down to Feng Town, as a century-old ancient town that has gone through vicissitudes, every ten years or so, due to the turbulence of the internal and external situation, a fierce dispute, large or small, would break out.

In order to protect themselves, most of the common people in the small town began to pursue extremes and cultivated a group of powerful spells that went against the norm.However, everyone's physique is different. Some people are born weak and unable to bear the huge reaction brought by the spell. They can only use the internal breath method to carve the spell and force it into the body, so as to achieve the purpose of mastery.

But this method is really a risky one, and a group of innocent people were harmed by the spell backlash, and lost their consciousness and reason.

So - the living are monsters, and the dead are ghosts.In the unrest caused by years of external turmoil in Laifeng Town, there is another unavoidable factor of civil strife.

——Until later, the war between humans and evil spirits broke out completely, and the contradictions could not be mediated from beginning to end.Everyone looks forward to the stars and the moon every day, burns incense and worships the Bodhisattva, and finally hopes that the god Youqing will descend from the sky and personally cast spells to exterminate all the sneaky monsters. brief peace.

Among them, the Biyu Mansion, which has the closest relationship with Youqing Shenjun, got married, and thus had the opportunity to become a family of heroes who slay demons and demons in the eyes of everyone.

When he became a Daoist, he was so beautiful that he specially renovated the ancestral hall dedicated to the god Youqing on Fuze Mountain. The statues were gilded and the pillars were carved. Even a pond the size of sesame seeds outside the ancestral hall refused to let go The surrounding area was replaced with densely packed brand-new stone bricks.

"Speaking of which... I haven't visited that shrine for more than half a year."

Cheng Daofeng coughed lightly, and looked at the young apprentice with lowered brows in front of him, and suddenly felt a little emotional, "People will grow old slowly. After I got sick a while ago, my body became worse and worse. Even going up the mountain is difficult. It's become a little difficult... It's hard because you are waiting by your side every day."

Yin Chun clasped his hands and said: "The disciple is brought up by you alone. To say these things is what a disciple should do."

Cheng Daofeng smiled, and finally sighed helplessly: "Among these children, you are the most sensible, that kid Kang Wen is the most mischievous... and that girl Mi Ling is the least worrying."

Yin Chun said: "Junior sister is still young, so it is inevitable that she will be lively and willful."

Cheng Daofeng waved his hands, and said, as if a little tired, "...that's all, let's not talk about these gossips for now."

"Yes."

"Since the ancestral hall has been cleaned and the weather is fine, you can go to the town to buy some sundries—the incense and offerings must not be cut off, and the gold stickers on the statues must be replaced with new ones." Cheng Daofeng said, "Otherwise The god-lord blamed him, and ruined the nearly hundred-year friendship between the Cheng family and him."

Yin Chu nodded yes.Originally, this kind of conversation didn't last long, but now he has a different expression, kneeling behind the door, seemingly unable to speak a word.

Cheng Daofeng couldn't help but speak first, and asked him, "What's wrong with you?"

Yin Chun paused, but still couldn't help asking: "Master, you said... Is it possible for You Qing Shenjun to become a living person?"

When the old man heard this all of a sudden, his eyes widened in shock, and he hurriedly sat up from the chair: "What did you say?"

"No...it's nothing." Yin Chun was afraid to scare him, so he quickly denied, "It's just a question, Master doesn't need to be serious."

As soon as Cheng Daofeng changed his attitude, he said angrily: "Little bastard, how can such a thing come out of nowhere?"

Yin Chun took a few steps back: "Master is tired, let's take a rest earlier."

With a creak, the dilapidated door opened a thin crack, and Cheng Daofeng opened his eyes until they were round, and shouted again and again: "You... you boy, come here, and speak clearly... don't go, don't go! "

"...Hey, Yinzhu!"

There was another crisp and low sound, and the wooden door was gently closed, and all the noise dissipated. In the narrow hut surrounded by the four back walls, only Cheng Daofeng, who was aggressive and imposing, was left.

——Speaking of this old man, in fact, it has always been like this.

Cheng Daofeng regards You Qing Shenjun very seriously, and no one can say that he is wrong.It's a pity that he suffered a serious illness a few days ago and went to a distant outer city to recuperate his body. The ancestral hall dedicated to You Qing was covered in dust because of this, and almost no one took the initiative to visit.

After the old man came back, he felt sad for Fu Zeshan alone for a long time.But after the illness, his body was very weak. He couldn't go up the mountain, couldn't hold a sword, and couldn't hold his head high, fight side by side with the gods, and slay demons as he did decades ago.

So the only thing he can do now is to try his best to take care of the shrine to a new look.

And some other things around the shrine... not to mention the naturally fierce ghosts and spirits, even ordinary kittens and puppies, as long as Mr. Cheng sees them, they will be furious on the spot.

There are no lights in the town at night, so most of the indoors and outdoors will be in a peaceful darkness.Yin Chun lay flat on the small wooden bed in the room, staring at the beam above his head in a daze.

He thought of meeting that lunatic who claimed to be a god during the day.

If that lunatic is a monster... there are very few stubborn monsters who can't be chased away even with talisman paper, not to mention the land he stepped on is the exclusive shrine of the God Lord Youqing.

If it is a human being, it is even more unreasonable.Laifeng Town has extremely strict control over the entry and exit of foreign populations. It is basically impossible for ordinary people to drag and drag all the way from the entrance of the town into the deep mountains and old forests.

Thinking of this, Yin Chun turned his eyes slightly, and just saw a stack of newly drawn talisman papers in front of the table.

——If it doesn't rain tomorrow, he plans to go back to the mountains to drive away the monster hanging upside down behind the statue.

If the talisman is really useless... just throw him a few leftover steamed buns, as long as he fills his stomach first, everything else should be fine.

But... can monsters eat steamed buns?

Yin Chun opened his eyes, subconsciously wanting to turn over.However, for some reason, his body was heavy, as if a huge boulder was being pressed for no reason, and a blunt weight was invisible from his waist to his legs.

Yin Chun couldn't bear it anymore, and raised his hand to lift the quilt——under the dim moonlight at night, it happened to light up a pale and bloodless human face covered with thick hair.

The man's face was not covered by the blanket, and he seemed to feel that he was still very cold, so he shrunk back towards Yin Zhu's chest for no reason, and his sharp chin was pressing against his soft lapel.

No matter how calm Yin Chun was, he couldn't help but think of what Kang Wen said just now - the ghost is on the body, be careful of doors and windows.

He was a little stiff for a while, but he still stood up slightly, pretending to be nonchalant and asked: "What are you doing...?"

The ghost said: "Don't lift the quilt, I'm cold, sir."

Yin Chun glanced at the paper window in front of the bed, and it was indeed open, blowing hot air into the room.

The ghost said again: "Brother, what do you give me for lunch, don't you care if I'm full?"

Yin Chun was taken aback for a moment, and after repeatedly confirming that the ghost was neither his junior brother Kang Wen nor his junior sister Cheng Miling, he lit a candle beside the bed with his backhand, and swung around to illuminate the grimace in front of him.

That's the whole photo, showing a pair of black and round big almond eyes.

This ghost looks a bit good-looking, with two eyes and a nose, all of them are delicate and gentle, restrained and gentle.

However, Yin Chun still stretched out five fingers, and slapped him with a slap, which happened to cover the fellow who didn't know the so-called facial features at all.

With a plop, the ghost rolled up the quilt and fell off the bed, rolling and crashing against the iron-hard table leg behind the window.

There was another crisp sound—from then on, the world was peaceful, and everything was silent.

For a long time in the room, no one spoke.So Yin Chun stepped forward, poked out his toes, and carefully tapped the ghost under the table, who was curled up in a ball, and asked, "Is it dead?"

Xie Hengyan was curled up on the ground, she was so pissed off that she couldn't tell the difference between ghosts and humans.

With his last bit of strength, he said tremblingly, "I'm about to die, it's just... I'm still a little hungry."

Yin Chun handed him a stack of talisman papers and said, "Eat this."

Xie Hengyan snorted coldly: "Stop lying to me, I don't care if I'm full with this stuff."

"Did you eat?"

"have eaten."

"... swallowed?"

"Swallow it, you swallowed everything you gave during the day."

Xie Hengyan sat up straight with the legs of the table, rubbed his belly, and raised his head, his eyes were like a puppy who was severely starved of milk.

Yin Zuo took a step back and stared at him in disbelief.

"Senior brother, I'm hungry." Xie Hengyan put her hands on her chin, looked back at him and said, "Give me something to eat."

Yin Chun remembered that there was a steamed bun on the bedside, so he walked over, threw his hand at the person, and it fell into Xie Hengyan's arms impartially.

This person seems to have been really hungry for a long time, he doesn't care about meat and vegetables, and even eats paper.Taking advantage of the time when he was wolfing down steamed buns, Yin Chun took a candle and shone it on his face inch by inch, then down to his clothes, and then to his hands and feet...

Overall, it looks like a living person.

The skin is thin, but the tentacles are cold, as cold as ice even in summer.The clothes were tattered, and the corners and necklines were covered with dirt and dust, as if they had traveled a long time on a mountain road.

It's a pity that it didn't take long for the steamed buns to be eaten.Xie Hengyan raised his eyes again, looked at him motionless and said, "Brother, are there any more?"

"No, you can leave." Yin Chun spread his hands, "From now on, don't break into other people's homes without permission."

Xie Hengyan asked again: "Why, brother?"

Yin Chun had no expression on his face: "Also, don't call me senior brother, I'm not your senior brother."

Xie Hengyan: "Why, senior brother...?"

Yin Chu: "..."

Xie Hengyan leaned forward and said solemnly: "That's what the kid next door called you, can't I?"

Yin Chun said coldly, "Are you following me?"

"No." Xie Hengyan immediately denied, "I'm just hungry and wanted to ask you for something to eat."

"...that's stalking."

"Okay, that's it."

Xie Hengyan stretched out both hands, and said to him with a smile again: "So, is there anything to eat?"