After making money, the husband who abandoned me came back

"What's the matter?" Harold followed his eyes and looked out strangely. He didn't see any problem, and turned to him again.

What Yang Yuan saw was completely different from him, no, or he didn't know if what he saw was different from what others saw, but it was obviously completely different from what he saw before.

In his eyes now, he can see those people coming and going outside, their bodies, even their heads and faces, are covered with intermittent and intermittent glowing thin lines, some are thick, some are thin, and some are many. And some less.

Suddenly he turned his head and signaled Harold to look in that direction, and then asked, "Who is that?"

Harold followed his gaze, but saw a tall and thin young man also wearing a black robe walking towards them. He immediately greeted them with a smile and said, "Hey, Senior Motley! Are you coming to see me?" ? Is there anything I can do to help?"

The young man named Motley handed him a black box expressionlessly, and said, "As usual, deal with the things and bring them to me tomorrow morning."

"Okay, no problem! I'll deliver it to your studio before breakfast tomorrow!" Harold said with a smile on his face.

Motley nodded to him, turned around and left, without giving Yang Yuan a single glance during the whole process.

And Harold, who watched him leave, turned his head and said to Yang Yuan with a mournful face: "It's dead, it's dead! This is the end!"

"What's wrong?" Yang Yuan looked at him blankly.

"There are so many crystals to be processed, how can I finish them in one day!" Harold weighed the box in his hand, scratched his hair irritably and complained, "Even if I can't finish it all night!"

Yang Yuan couldn't help but get anxious for him. He was about to speak, but he heard a smile on Harold's face again, and said to him in a thief-like way: "Forget about it, I'll teach you how to use that thing first, hehehehe Finished playing!"

As he spoke, he dragged Yang Yuan to his workshop, laughing nonstop with the apprentices in other workshops.

As he walked, he answered Yang Yuan's question just now, "That man is Motley Carter, an apprentice of Garcia's mentor. Don't look at him young, he is very powerful! He is stronger than everyone you just met. Great! Of course, except Mentor Saren (Evelyn Saren)!"

Yang Yuan thought about the brighter lines in that person's brain than everyone else just now, and he had some guesses in his mind, but when he thought that his throbbing abdomen also had such light, he became a little puzzled.

After thinking for a while, he asked again: "Is it true that the more powerful people, the longer they live?"

"Of course! Whether it is a martial artist or a mage, the more powerful the longer the life. Look at our mentor Saren, but he has gone through the century-old witch hunt 70 years ago. Don't you think it looks the same now? Is it very young? Although I don't know how old the mentor is, but how old is it? Is it more than 100 years old?" Harold shook his head and shook his fingers while talking.

Listening to his analysis, Yang Yuan became even more puzzled.So this shiny thing is still a good thing?The more people there are, the more powerful they are, and the more powerful people live longer.Could it be that it wasn't this thing that threatened his life?

Just as they were frowning and thinking, the two of them had already returned to the previous work room, and the man was still lying on the bed.

Harold put the box on the workbench by the window, took out a small box from the drawer, took out a thin needle from it, swept it on a candle burning with a faint blue flame, and then Walk towards the bed.

"Give me your hand, I want to take a drop of your blood." Harold reached out and pulled Yang Yuan's hand to the man's forehead, and before Yang Yuan could react, he pricked it lightly with the needle in his hand A drop of blood emerged from Yang Yuan's fingertips, and when Harold squeezed it, it slowly dripped onto the red gemstone on the man's forehead, but was quickly absorbed by the gemstone.

"What are you going to do?" Yang Yuan looked at Harold with some doubts.

Harold smiled at him, and said: "That's something that Saren has been studying for many years, a humanoid puppet! Our low-level apprentices can't get in touch with this stuff at all, but it's rubbish, I picked it up. But don't be foolish Look at him, even if it's garbage, it's still a high-level magic item, and you can't see it outside!"

As he said that, he pressed Yang Yuan's hand on the red crystal, and said, "Come on, feel this gemstone under your hand, there is a drop of your blood in it, follow your blood to release your spirit Inject power, activate the formation inside, and you can control this puppet."

Yang Yuan looked at him inexplicably after he finished speaking, closed his eyes suspiciously, and lightly pressed his hand on the gemstone, feeling the icy temperature above.He didn't know what it meant to inject spiritual power, but he didn't dare to ask, for fear of showing his feet.So he just tried his best to feel the touch of the gemstone with the skin of his palm, and then slowly recalled the appearance of the gemstone in his mind combined with the touch feeling.

Thinking about it, he suddenly felt an indescribable sense of detachment, a bit like taking off a tights and then putting on another one.

Then he "saw" a pool of scarlet blood appearing in front of him, and there seemed to be many fast-swimming tadpoles connected in many chains around him.They are intertwined in a chaotic manner, like a huge twist.

He vaguely understood that this was probably the "injection of spiritual power" that Harold said, and he should have extended his feeling into the gemstone.This magical world is really amazing!

So what should he do next?How to activate the formation in Harold's mouth?

He carefully observed the surrounding area, and found that apart from the pool of red blood and the twist, there was nothing else here.After thinking about it, he still walked up to the pool of blood.It should be the drop of blood that flowed from his body. After all, it belongs to him, so it is safer.

He squatted down in front of the puddle of blood, thought for a while, then stretched out his finger to touch it, and then he felt a shock in his head and began to faint.This feeling is very strange, as if after a high fever of forty degrees, the world is shaking.It's like lying in my mother's arms when I was a child, warm and very reassuring.

His dizzy mind was not very clear, and after thinking about it, he slowly hummed the nursery rhyme his mother hummed to him when he was a child.And he himself followed the tune of the nursery rhyme, shaking his head, sometimes fast and sometimes slowly.

Suddenly his humming stopped, but his "body" vibrated undetectably at a strange frequency. Then, the man on the bed opened his eyes.

Looking at the empty white ceiling in front of him, Yang Yuan felt as if his worldview had collapsed.Now he can see both the man lying on the bed, and himself standing on the edge of the bed with eyes closed, and Harold smiling smugly at him.

"Hahaha! Isn't it fun?" Harold said to "Yang Yuan" on the bed.

"Yang Yuan" stared at him blankly for a long time, but suddenly frowned and noticed something strange.At this moment, he felt dizzy again, and when he opened his eyes again, he had returned to normal.

"Ah, you came back so soon?" Harold said with some regret, "But you are so amazing, you can control the puppet's expression and eyes so precisely, it's just like the real thing! It's my first time playing When I was sleeping, I saw myself—no, I saw the puppet on the bed drooling in a daze hahahahaha!"

Yang Yuan looked at Harold laughing hard and turned his back and forth, imagining the scene he described, and couldn't help laughing.But thinking back to the scene I just saw in my mind, what I saw in my body and the body of the puppet seemed to be different.In the puppet's body, he didn't seem to be able to see the glowing lines on the human body.

"Mr. Sa Lun is really amazing, and he can create such a human-like thing." Yang Yuan couldn't help poking the puppet's arm with his finger, and sighed.

"What! Hahahahaha!" Hearing what he said, Harold laughed loudly again, "Yang Yuan, why are you so funny! This is not a human-like thing, this is a human! This is a humanoid puppet , Of course they are made of people! We also have all kinds of puppets made of animals here, I will show you if I have a chance! Hahahahaha!"

Yang Yuan looked at Harold's face flushed with laughter, but felt the cold behind him, and quickly withdrew his fingers.

He looked at the puppet on the bed in disbelief. This thing that was still warm was actually a human?

"So, is he still alive?" He asked dumbfounded.

Harold stopped laughing, stretched out his hand to cover the puppet with the white cloth again, and gave him a popular science: "Of course he is dead! The soul is shattered into slag. The first step in making a puppet is to embed the puppet crystal, and then hit the puppet. Crush the soul of the puppet, and use crystals instead of the soul to control the body. Of course, if you are only talking about the body, it is still alive, and you have touched it just now, and it is still warm!"

Then, he walked to the workbench in front of the window, opened the box and started working, but he was still talking to him: "But this thing is more worry-free than keeping pets, you don't have to worry about eating and drinking, just use it if you want to use it." Use it, let it lie down after use. When the energy in the crystal nucleus is used up, it will stop cooking.”

"The only troublesome part is that it is difficult to control and requires very subtle and precise mental control. I heard that Teacher Saren is improving this, and this puppet is probably the failure of her experiment. Look at the star on its head The crystal nucleus is known, it looks like a high-end product at first glance, but unfortunately once it is made into a puppet crystal, it will be useless.”

Subtle and precise mind control?Yang Yuan frowned when he heard this, he didn't seem to do any so-called mind control, just——hummed a song and shook his body a few times?It seems to be completely different from what Harold said?

What is the principle?

The author has something to say: Good weekend everyone!

Thank you for passing Xingjun's mine tiger to touch it

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I see that everyone is talking about people's names, so I will put my own record here.

I don't have time to make the list more beautiful because I want to use more Braille, sorry!

person

King Langa

Jahil Longa

duke hall

tiffany hall

Tudor Hall

Evelyn Lenza

Garcia Mentor

George: warehouse manager

cobray lytton space magic

Apprentice: Crowe

Mentor Garcia (gray hair, old man): puppet crystal

Apprentice: Motley Carter

Apprentice: Ruhr

Flower: Nucleating Needle

Apprentice: Donne

Wallis Kirk: Mechanical Golem

Clive tutor (middle-aged man in his forties):

Eunice (lower-level tutor)

Xxx (pale young man)

Magic Department: Wayne Eden

Benny on the fourth floor, the shadow bat

Dorm Freeman Brunette

Dormitory roommate Kim Harold is dead and turned into a puppet

Third Floor: James

Third floor: Edith, the bracelet.

Matthew Senior, Ring

Dimensional space dwarves

Queenie Graffili

Knights Templar

captain valentine

Rio Jozia

Roger von Nafex (father Duke Nafex, Mrs. Puccimpie, elder brother Chapman, second elder brother Priest Hobbs)

Place name: Aka Village, Pullen Town (Village Chief Wood’s grandson Grant)

Maid: Daisy Coachman: Cook

Borrowing place: Host: Mike Hostess: Rose Daughter: Adella

Harold Nutter (father, Pound Nutter, mother Suzanne, sister Emily, uncle Milton Nutter (wife Ella, eldest daughter Janice, second daughter Nina, youngest daughter Beverly, Eldest son David, second son Hughes), magician Corregie, Emily's fiancé Joyce Dale, fiancé)

Uncle Norris: Uncle's granddaughters, Shirley, Aphra

Vassals: Reed Duncan, wife Sarah, daughter Vivian

Prince of the Knights

Enemies: House Phipps of Badgar

Holy Caintyn

Pope: Nathaniel St. Anderson

Cardinal: Grace Hill

Cardinal: Melvis Campbell in his 50s

The Inquisition: Eleanor Nelson Inquisitor Silver Hair

Congreve Passy with red hair

Bishop: Peter Gerrard