Chapter 3 Demon

Looking at the ancient sect in the misty mountains, Yun Jisang's heart suddenly throbbed for some reason.The great depression and anxiety came out of nowhere, deeply penetrated into the depths of his heart, and destroyed his soul. The wind suddenly picked up, and in a trance, the pavilion in front of him was also swaying with the wind, rolling down towards him.On the cliff, the woman in the black dress is slowly turning her face... Yun Jisang was dripping with cold sweat and her heart was beating like a drum.He ran to the side of the road and vomited desperately, but couldn't vomit anything.His back was bent like a bow, crackling, as if it would burst at any moment.

"Xifu丨What's wrong with Xifu Nong!" Ming Huan cried out anxiously, his eyes filled with mist. "Your master is just suffering from an old illness, and he will be fine soon..." Zhuo Anjie gently patted Yun Jisang's back, and the true energy poured into his body, dredging the disordered meridians. This is not the first time this has happened.Most of the time, Yun Jisang is just silent, in a daze, and lacks appetite, but when it gets serious, he will suddenly collapse like this, without warning.Every time, Zhuo Anjie was frowning and upset.Because she knew that the Taoism of the younger brother was taken advantage of by the demon again.Inner demons, the most feared disease of the insiders.Unlike other injuries, demons have no cure and no cure.Every person who fell into the demon had a very miserable end, either losing his sanity and going crazy, or breaking down physically and mentally, and dying by suicide.Xu Wei, a genius of a generation, tried to commit suicide nine times precisely because he was addicted to demons.One of them was to chop the head with an ax, so that "the blood flowed on the face, the skull was broken, and there was a sound of rubbing." In a fit of madness, he killed his step-wife and finally died in despair.Ever since she was a child, she had never been afraid of anything, but now facing her junior brother who was tormented by demons, she was helpless, and for the first time in her life, she felt a little panic, a little wavering, and even a little despair.How to do it?What should I do to keep my junior brother safe?

After vomiting for a while, Yun Jisang's stiff body gradually relaxed, and her breathing began to recover. "What happened?" Zhuo Anjie asked softly.Every time Yun Jisang's inner demons attack, there is an inducement, but I don't know what it is this time. Yun Jisang closed her eyes, took a deep breath, opened them again after a while, and said in a low voice, "Just now at the edge of the waterfall cliff, I seemed to see a woman in black." Zhuo Anjie's heart tightened: "Is it her?" ?" Yun Jisang naturally knew who the "she" Zhuo Anjie was talking about.Fusang Daren Iteng Bozhao—the terrifying woman who took away his right arm and broke his six-soul dark consciousness.He murmured: "I don't know, maybe... I read it wrong." The remaining left hand trembled slightly.

Seeing his absent-minded appearance, Zhuo Anjie felt another burst of heartache.Along the way, she already knew the origin of Yun Jisang's heart demon. In a distant foreign land, facing blood and death all day long, the sadness and guilt in his heart formed a huge pressure. Over time, his firm Taoist heart gradually became lost.And Iteng Bozhao's palm even destroyed his defenses, and buried an evil seed in the deepest part of his soul.As long as his will is shaken slightly, the seeds of the inner demon will break out of the cocoon and grow into a man-eating vine, creating all kinds of terrifying illusions in his heart. Iteng Bozhao even turns into a ghost and haunts him. , tempting him, pulling him into the black vortex again and again.

Since leaving Ping'an Town, his situation has gotten worse and worse.First, I have nightmares all night, and then I start to sweat, have difficulty breathing, lose my appetite, and even find that my body cannot move when I wake up.Fortunately, Zhuo Anjie was by his side to take care of him, and Ming Huan continued to make him happy, so his symptoms gradually eased, and he hardly relapsed in the past half a month.Could it be that they will encounter some weird and terrifying things in this puppet gate? ...Thinking of her junior brother's illness, Zhuo Anjie almost wanted to take him out of here immediately.But Yun Jisang's demeanor when facing the one-armed man made her hesitate again.After all, this was his only chance to regain the use of his hands, how could she give up so easily?

Yun Jisang took a deep breath, straightened his body, and said with a smile: "Senior sister, don't worry, you're fine." "Are you really all right?" Zhuo Anjie still frowned. "It's absolutely true." "It's alright! Xifu is fine! It's fine!" Ming Huan jumped up happily and clapped his little hands. Yun Jisang stroked her head, her heart sank like mercury.He was most familiar with the feeling of palpitation just now... It was a premonition that a nightmare was about to come. In the end, what will happen? The corridor is deep and winding, and everything is blurred in the mountain mist, as if countless secrets are hidden.

The three of them walked for a long time before they came to the end of the corridor. "Get, get, get..." There was a sudden sound of hooves in the mist.The hoofbeats were stiff and monotonous, without any breath of life.Ming Huan was terrified when he heard that, he ran behind Yun Jisang, and nervously poked his head out to look.Yun Zhuo and the two looked at each other, both focused on guarding. The sound of hooves was getting closer, and a tall and strange figure could be vaguely seen walking slowly in the fog. "Xifu, what is that?" Ming Huan asked timidly.Yun Jisang stared at the tall figure closely.

The mist gradually dispersed, and what appeared in front of them was a tall wooden cow.The wooden ox is about five feet high, with a square belly and a curved head, one foot with four legs, complete horns and teeth, rough and mighty.A man in Tsing Yi sits on the back of the bull. When Zhuo Anjie saw the man, she smiled slightly: "Here, he is Luo Jiankong. I haven't seen him for many years, but he has gained a lot of weight." Yun Jisang looked at him carefully. Luo Hankong is not tall, with a round face, a mustache, a Dongpo scarf, a dark green unicorn satin pleat, mop socks, and cloud shoes on his feet. His body is bloated and looks very rich.It may be because the raised eyebrows pressed his eyes, making his expression a little gloomy.

Yu Niu came to the front, Luo Jiankong stretched out his hand to pull the ox's tongue, and the wooden ox stopped.He jumped off the wooden cow and gave a long laugh: "I just received the letter from the bell. I said who was here, and it turned out that it was the 'Bie Yuejian'! I haven't seen you for many years, and the old man still looks the same. I am so relieved and gratified." what" Zhuo Anjie laughed and said, "Gusu has been away for a few years, but your reputation as a mule has become more and more famous. The Qili Liannu you have worked out is now worth five hundred taels of silver, so it has a price but no market. You guys made a lot of money, but you forget your old friends, and you don’t even want to buy a glass of wine, you are really stingy." "An Jie joked, is there any man in the world who doesn't want to get drunk with 'Bie Yue Jian'?" Luo Wen Kong Kong laughed exaggeratedly, his eyes fell on Yun Jisang, hesitantly said, "This is..." Zhuo Anjie introduced generously: "This is my junior brother Yun Jisang, this visit is to invite you Do him a favor." "It's easy to say!" Luo Jiankong laughed, his face suddenly changed, and he lost his voice, "Yun Jisang? Could it be that he helped Li Shunchen defeat the Japanese army in Mingliang, and was known as the 'Little Liuhou' 'Young Xia Yun?"

"Brother Luo praised you, but Yun doesn't dare to take this ridiculous praise." Yun Jisang nodded slightly with a cold face. Luo Hankong hurriedly bowed his hands and saluted: "Luo Hankong, a man from the mountains, has seen General Wulue. The general leads the army in white clothes, tied with purple ribbons, and shows off in foreign lands. It is really the glory of my people in the rivers and lakes." Yun Jisang frowned slightly.When he left Koryo, the imperial court decreed that he be granted the title of General Wulue as a reward.There are very few people who know about this matter, and Luo Yankong is able to know about this matter even on this isolated mountain of figurines, the news can be said to be extremely well-informed.

Zhuo Anjie smiled and said: "Didn't you always tell me that you want to serve the court? This time I came here to give you a chance to contribute to the court. My junior brother went to disaster for the country and lost his right arm. He is a hero of the Ming Dynasty." You put all your heart and soul into making a prosthetic for him, isn't that a great effort for the court?" "It's easy to say, easy to say." After Luo Yankong learned of Yun Jisang's identity, his smile became wider, and flowers almost bloomed on his face Son, "Brother Yun, as the counselor of the Ministry of War, has repeatedly defeated the Japanese, and is highly regarded by Mr. Xing. If Luo can do a little bit for Brother Yun, it would be a great honor. I wonder if Brother Yun can eat? I just prepared some thin wine, I wonder if I am lucky enough to drink with Brother Yun?" Yun Jisang frowned slightly, and was about to speak, when a cold voice sounded from the woods ten feet away: "Isn't it inappropriate, senior brother?" Yun Shaoxia is famous all over the world, and he is a distinguished guest of our sect. If the senior brother receives him alone, where will he put the master?" Yun Jisang looked around and found the speaker standing under the tree, his whole face covered Covered by the shade of the tree, only a gorgeous red woven gold dress was exposed, dragging in the grass, like a red fox tail. "Second Junior Brother, why did you say that?" Although someone interrupted, Luo Yankong didn't care, turned around, and said with a smile, "The two distinguished guests are visiting Senior Brother and me, if I don't receive them personally, it would be a failure It's the etiquette. After we pause for a while, we will naturally report to the master. The younger brother is worrying too much." "It's the best." After saying that, the man quietly retreated into the forest.That Xiyesa was also like a colorful colorful python, slowly dragged behind the tree and disappeared.From beginning to end, that person never showed his face. "Brother Yun, do you think it's extravagant?" Luo Jiankong leaned over and knocked on the corridor with his fingers, and the voice was clear and lingering, "To tell you the truth, although our puppet sect can be called rich, we are not qualified to be so extravagant." The reason why such a corridor is built is also a last resort. It should be known that the smoother the road surface, the farther the puppet can go. Otherwise, as long as the road is slightly bumpy, the puppet may lose its direction, or even be damaged. Not only is the walking on the corridor smooth, but the voiceless sounds are uninterrupted during the walking, which makes people forget the vulgarity. Visitors from this door are full of praise." "I see." Yun Jisang nodded, no wonder the puppet door put so much effort into it . "I said mule, your puppet family started by selling puppets. If your puppets have to go this way, I'm afraid few people can afford it?" "This..." Luo Yankong hesitated for a while, and said frankly, "The puppets in our sect are mostly for the entertainment of wealthy families. Those people originally only wanted to show off pots for fun. How could they ever think of using puppets to do things? As for this tunnel, I I also thought that it would be inappropriate for the puppet to rely too much on the corridor, so I started to develop this technique of wooden cows and horses, hoping to create a puppet that is not restricted by the corridor and can walk at will." Yun Jishen's eyes fell on a golden hall in the distance. The main hall is located on a high platform, with big buckets and pillars, majestic and magnificent.Standing on the top of the hall is a 1.5-foot-high bronze sparrow. Its tail is decorated with gold and there is a pivot below. "Where is that place?" Yun Jisang asked. "That's Qiansi Hall, the private residence of the sect master, and also the place for our sect to discuss affairs and entertain guests." Luo Jiankong looked longingly at the golden hall, his eyes full of eagerness, "It is said that the sect master is Wei Wei of the Three Kingdoms. The descendants of Emperor Wu’s direct line admired Cao Mengde the most in his life, not only imitated his words and deeds, but also yearned for the Tongque Terrace built by Cao Gong, so he built this bronze sparrow on the top of the hall.” Yun Jisang nodded, Thoughtful. Under the setting sun, the faint colored glaze on the top of the hall merged with the golden glow, exuding a dazzling and charming brilliance.But he always felt that there was some strange aura hidden in that gorgeous golden color. "Happy, happy, look..." Ming Huan suddenly pointed to the side of the road.Yun Jisang looked at the prestige and couldn't help smiling. In a small courtyard with green bamboo fences, early spring flowers such as winter jasmine and wintersweet are blooming leisurely.A squat puppet is watering the flowers.This puppet is about three feet high, made of logs, covered with warts and galls, although it looks coarse, it is also cute and naive, with a natural sense of humor. It was said to be watering, but the puppet carried a watering can in its hand and walked slowly among the flowers, the water in the watering can drenched all the way.After the puppet turned around, it returned to a water pipe made of bamboo tubes, filled the watering can, and then went to water. "Strange, why does this puppet not stop?" Zhuo Anjie asked curiously.Ordinary puppets are mechanically braked. When the mainspring is wound up, the puppet will walk, and when the mainspring is exhausted, the puppet will stop.But the puppet in front of me walked around several times, and it seemed that it still had enough strength, which was really strange. "That's it..." Luo Jiankong looked at Yun Jisang with a smile, "Young Master Yun is the most wise man in the world, Senior Gongshen, and he must have seen the joy in it, why don't you ask Brother Yun to explain the reason. " Yun Jisang looked at the puppet receiving water for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Yes, this puppet's arm swings up and down when receiving water. It must be re-wound by water pressure and ratchet. This is how to water repeatedly. I don't know what to say. Is that right?" Surprise flashed in Luo Jiankong's eyes, he raised his thumb, and praised: "As expected of Xiao Liuhou! This arrangement is so ingenious, but Brother Yun easily sees through it. I really don't know what mechanism in the world can hide it from you. eyes of wisdom." Zhuo Anjie glanced at Yun Jisang, with a half-smile: "My junior brother only has powerful eyes. Not to mention mere puppet, it is the mind of a living person, no matter how unpredictable you are, he can see through it with a single glance." Luo Jiankong's face changed slightly, and then he laughed and said: "That is, brother Yun's eyes are like torches, and his eyes are like torches." "I don't know who made this puppet?" Although Yun Jisang has seen it several times along the way It is a puppet, but in terms of ingenuity, this crude puppet is the best. "This is the garden of Mrs. Luo's mother, and she cultivated this flower group herself. Xin said that there are several rare flowers in it. If Brother Yun is interested, we might as well stop here for a while." Yun Jisang did not comment, and asked Ming Huan looked around.Ming Huan followed the puppet carefully, not to knock it down. Under the sun, a simple puppet and a little girl walked one after the other, forming an interesting contrast. Ming Huan was walking with his head down, when a pair of black cloth shoes suddenly appeared in his sight, and the sunlight was also covered by the sudden shadow. Ming Huan raised his head in astonishment, and what caught his eyes was an aging face like a mummy.Messy white hair, skin like dry bark, full of wrinkles, gray eyes squinted, hidden in the layers of folds, seems to have become a part of the folds. "Where's the thread? Where's my... thread?" In the old voice, the long gray nails slowly stretched out towards Ming Huan. Ming Huan screamed, turned around and ran towards Master. "Ming Huan, what's wrong?" Yun Jisang took a step forward and hugged her. "Xifu, over there... there are old monsters..." Yun Jisang looked up and saw the old man's appearance, and was also surprised.Luo Yankong greeted him with a smile on his face: "Master Uncle, why did you run out again? Be careful not to fall." The old man raised his head and looked at him suspiciously: "Who are you..." I am Yan Kong, Master Uncle, the great apprentice of your Martial Nephew Cao!" Yi Yan Kong said loudly in his ear. "Oh, you are Nephew Cao!" The old man nodded and asked blankly, "Nephew Cao, have you seen my thread? My thread is gone, have you seen it..." "No." Luo Jiankong was very helpless. "Ah? Where did you see it?" "I didn't see it!" Luo Jiankong had to yell, and then sighed, "This is Ouyang Gaolun, the elder of our family, and also the uncle of the teacher's wife. The old man is seventy-eight years old, and he was originally in good health, but he suffered from a serious illness a few years ago. Although he recovered from the illness, something went wrong with his brain, and now he can't even recognize people." He shouted loudly: " Silly! Silly" The door opened, and a round-faced kid in Tsing Yi came out slowly, stood there numbly, looking at Luo Jiankong.Luo Yankong scolded: "You child, why don't you take good care of your uncle? Let him run around. If something goes wrong, there is someone good or bad, but watch your skin!" That silly Quan stood for a while, looked at Elder Ouyang, seemed to understand something, nodded, walked slowly over, and helped the old man walk into the house.Although the two people are very different in height, their steps are surprisingly coordinated. Walking together, they give people a strange feeling of being one body and connecting limbs. "Be careful! Don't drop Master Uncle!" Luo Jiankong exhorted loudly. The white door half concealed the deep darkness inside the house.When the old and the young walked towards the door, the darkness slowly engulfed them as if they were alive. Until the two disappeared into the darkness, the old voice echoed in Yun Jisang's ears: "Where's the thread... Where's my thread?" "That's my junior brother Linghu Tiangong. People in the world call him the master Tianhu. He is a little weird. Don't mind the two of you." Luo Jiankong's expression was a little red, and then he smiled again, "Come on, let me be the second brother." A guide..." Ming Huan had already set his sights on the big wooden ox, and hurriedly said, "Xifu, Ming Huan wants to ride a big ox!" Yun Jisang looked at Luo Jiankong: "Brother Luo, I don't know... " "It's easy to talk, easy to talk!" Luo Qingkong carried Ming Huan onto the back of the bull, pulled the tongue of the bull, and patted the bull's back again, and the bull carried Ming Huan forward slowly.There are pulleys under this wooden ox's feet, and its walking is very brisk, but it needs to be pushed up once it doesn't go very far, even so, it can be called wonderful. Yun Jisang sighed that Daoguang was really ingenious, and Zhuge Wuhou's wooden cow and horse were nothing more than that. "Luo Jiankong's eyes flashed with contentment, but he said in his mouth: "It's just a small skill, how dare Luo dare to be compared with Zhuge Wuhou?It's just that the predecessors planted trees, and my descendants got some shade. "Leading the three of them forward. As expected of a thousand-year-old gate, the buildings in front of you are still of the style of the Han family and the style of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.The hollowed-out palace roof, the magnificent corridors, the lofty Phoenix Terrace, are covered with red gold and silver foil, and gemstones are everywhere.What interests Yun Jisang the most is the tunnel on the ground.The all-white narrow corridors with cloud patterns are like strips of plain satin, linking the Zhugong Beique into a gorgeous picture. Seeing that Yun Jisang was engrossed in seeing Yun Jisang, Luo Fankong smiled slightly, and tapped the passageway under his feet with his toe: "This passageway is enough to burn the green soil special in this mountain into adobe bricks, and then go through cushioning, leveling, pouring, grouting, plastering, etc. Water and more than ten processes, and finally soaked in raw tung oil for many days, can be considered a success. After the road is paved, it can be said to be as bright as a mirror, as clean as jade, and there is a sound of gold and jade when knocked..."" It really is a big deal..." Yun Jisang said lightly.