Chapter 8 faceless

What is Zhang Chun going to do with mercury?Alchemy?This magical liquid that dissolves gold has fascinated the ancients since ancient times.The ancients not only used it for burial to prevent corruption of the corpse, but also used it for treatment and beauty.And more often, it is used in alchemy, and its derivative cinnabar is the favorite of Taoism, and it is regarded as a holy medicine by Ge Hong and other Taoist masters.Why is mercury appearing in the study of a disciple of the puppet gate? He was thinking about it, but the door was suddenly pushed open, and a man and a woman broke in.The boy in front was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a green face, scattered eyes, small and dark pupils.His hands were trembling non-stop, and the whip in his hand was also trembling, like a dying snake.A delicate girl with a pair of combs and a pink visor followed behind in a panic. Seeing that there was a guest, she hurriedly stopped and lowered her head.

"Zhang Huang, come out! Don't think you'll be fine if you hide!" The young man shouted angrily as soon as he entered the room. Looking at it non-stop, Yun Jisang couldn't help frowning secretly. Wang Biyan leaned over and whispered in his ear: "This frizzy boy is my husband's only son, Cao Bian." Then he pouted to the girl in pink, "This girl is called Gu Yinglan, and she is also the youngest disciple in our sect. Don't look at her At a young age, in terms of ingenuity, he is one of the best in the school." At this time, Luo Yankong had already gone up to greet him, and said courteously, "Junior Brother Cao, Junior Junior Sister, why are you here? Do you have something to do with Fourth Junior Brother?"

Cao Bian came back to his senses, and said angrily: "This guy Zhang Huang stole my golden arhat, and he went somewhere! I knew that this bastard's hands and feet were not clean, and now he actually stole it from my young master." No, I really don’t know how to live or die! Senior brother, don’t say anything this time, I will definitely let my father drive this guy out of the puppet gate! Otherwise, I will be the young master of the puppet gate in vain!” Said and glanced at Zhuo An Jie glanced. Luo Jiankong rubbed his hands hesitantly and said: "This...isn't right, even if you lost something, it may not be the fourth junior brother who took it? There is no evidence, just identify the fourth junior brother as a thief out of thin air, and then send He was expelled from the teacher's school, how can everyone be convinced?"

Cao Bian said bitterly: "Who else? Besides, my junior sister saw him go out of the study!" Luo Jiankong was taken aback, then turned to Gu and said, "Little Junior Sister, is that really the case?" Gu Yinglan twisted her hands together and bowed her head in silence. "Junior Sister, you are talking! Didn't you just say that you saw Zhang Chun sneaking out of my room?" Cao Bian shouted anxiously. "I...I saw...Senior Brother Zhang...he..." Gu Yinglan stammered a few words, but couldn't continue.Wang Biyan interjected, "See him entering Junior Brother Cao's study?" Gu Yinglan nodded silently.

"Then when he came out, did he ever hold something in his hand?" Wang Biyan asked again. "This..." Gu Yinglan looked hesitant, unable to speak for a long time. "Lan'er is not sure, is she?" Wang Biyan said with a smile. "Who else but him!" Cao Bian waved his hand irritably, then clenched his fists again, "I was fiddling with it this morning, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye. The only person in the door who likes to pluck around is Zhang Chun." That guy! Hmph, he was the one who took the few books lost in my father's study last time. The second senior brother's study was stolen yesterday. In all likelihood, he was the one who did it. Those books and albums are nothing more than that. My golden arhat is worth a lot. He dared to steal the treasures of Liancheng, he is so bold! If this continues, our gate will no longer be a den of thieves!"

Stealing?Yun Jisang glanced at the book in his hand, presumably he also stole it from Ou Xingju.Just why would he do this?Do you like to follow suit?Or is there another reason... "Although the fourth junior brother likes to touch other people's books, it is because he is too eager to learn. As for those leftovers, they are things that we don't need. What's the problem with him picking them up? He came to the door like this." How long have you ever really stolen other people's property?" Luo Yankong was still trying to defend Zhang Chun. "If you don't steal property, then you have ulterior motives. Maybe this guy is the spy who broke into the puppet gate from Tianji Palace!" Cao Bian said loudly.

"Junior Brother Cao, you can't talk nonsense!" Luo Jiankong exclaimed in shock.Tianji Palace is well-known for its skillful craftsmen, and had no problems with the puppet gate, but since the puppet gate made the self-ringing clock, Tianji Palace has been jealous of it, and has been trying to get involved in it, but it's just a matter of time. "Whether it's a spy or not, we'll know in the evening. If he doesn't come out to clarify the matter by that time, he will naturally run away with a guilty conscience. Senior brother, I know you have a good relationship with Zhang Lao Si, but you'd better leave this matter behind." Otherwise, it may not be your turn to be the sect master!" Cao Bian was still furious.

Luo Jiankong's complexion changed, and then he smiled and said, "Look at what you said, if Fourth Junior Brother really took your things, he will naturally be dealt with according to the sect's rules, how can I protect him?" Cao Bian was still sneaking a glance at Zhuo An Jie laughed and said, "By the way, these two are distinguished guests of our sect. I just want to introduce to Junior Brother Cao... Zhuo An, Jie Zhuo, the famous Bie Yue Sword..." When Cao Bian heard this, his mind immediately cleared up, and he said in a daze, "She is Bieyuejian? The Bieyuejian who killed the twelve demons?"

"Exactly." Luo Jiankong nodded with a smile. Cao Bian gave a salute: "I don't know that the heroine Zhuo is here, if Cao Bian is impolite, I hope the heroine Zhuo will take care of her." "Yo, it's really rare. Our young master can be honest sometimes." Wang Biyan walked over with her waist twisted, giggling, "Could it be that Bian'er fell in love with Sister Zhuo at first sight? It's a pity, late Now, I already have someone in mind!" As he spoke, he glanced at Yun Jisang. Cao Bian glanced at her, and raised his chin to Yun Jisang: "Who is this?"

"Yun Jisang, a scattered person in the Jianghu, can't show courtesy with one hand, please forgive me, young master." Yun Jisang nodded slightly. "Yun Jisang? I haven't heard of it..." Cao Bian snorted disdainfully, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Yun Jisang? That little Liuhou from the Great Ming Twins?" Luo Yankong was a little complacent: "This is the little Liuhou who was famous all over the world in the Battle of Renchen. Brother Cao, Shaoxia Yun is a distinguished guest of our sect. When the imperial court appoints Master in the future, if he can invite Shaoyun The arrival of the hero will definitely add a lot to the gift."

"That's true! That's true!" Cao Bian nodded again and again, "Brother Yun will definitely stay longer this time, so I can ask Brother Yun for help." It can be seen that Cao Bian's words are sincere, Yun Ji Sang had no choice but to be polite. Cao Bian became interested, pulled up a stool and sat down, asking non-stop about the details of the Battle of Renchen.Seeing that she couldn't evade it, Yun Jisang had no choice but to pick up some interesting things to say.Not only Cao Bian was dancing and dancing, but even Zhuo Anjie heard him talking about many things for the first time, hugging Ming Huan, listening with gusto. Before I knew it, noon had passed. Looking at the sun at noon, a trace of anxiety flashed in Luo Jiankong's eyes, he turned around and said, "Xiao Zhuo, Brother Yun, you chat first, I'll go and find the fourth junior brother." He winked at Wang Biyan as he spoke. "This Ah Huang, I don't know where I went to have fun, so I want us to wait here." Wang Biyan stood up and smiled, "Why don't we wait any longer, as my husband is going to host a banquet for the two of you tonight, you go first Go back and rest, feel tired, I will greet you in the evening. I still have some things to take care of over there, so I will go first." Yun Jisang nodded in agreement, and got up to see her off. Cao Bian was disturbed by Wang Biyan, felt unhappy, snorted, and said loudly: "It's just right, if Zhang Chun doesn't come out at night, it means he has a ghost in his heart! I want to see who will protect him at that time! "After speaking, he shook his sleeves and left.Gu Yinglan gave a slight blessing, and followed out silently. Luo Yankong was a little embarrassed: "Junior Brother Cao was spoiled by Master, don't mind." "Looking at Master Cao's demeanor, he doesn't look like someone who dotes on children?" Yun Jisang was slightly surprised. "No matter what, the son is closer than the apprentice, right?" Luo Yankong sighed helplessly, "My fourth junior brother has always been honest, but he has a bad background and no talent as a puppet. He is tight, and he is the easiest to be bullied. As you have seen, he is slandered as a traitor without evidence. If there is such a timid and honest traitor, I am afraid that he will be exposed on the first day of going up the mountain. Okay, I will go first I'm looking for someone, see you tonight." After waving his hand, the big disciple of the puppet sect hurried away. "You said, did that Zhang Chun really run away alone after stealing Cao Bian's things?" Zhuo Anjie asked in a low voice. "Who knows..." Although Yun Jisang said this, he remembered the cryptic conversation he heard last night.Undoubtedly, there is something hidden between Zhang Huang and Luo Jiankong. In all likelihood, Luo Jiankong knew about Zhang Huang's stealing, but his disappearance seemed to be beyond his expectation. Secretly guessing, Yun Jisang put the scroll in his hand back on the table.On the pages of the book, there are three neat Han official scripts——"Hua Ying Lu".Transformed figurines?What's the meaning?Yun Jisang frowned and thought, but couldn't think of any allusions.If it were the word "chrysalis", it would be easy to explain, but this "terracotta figure" is puzzling.Could it be that there is any connection with this figurine mountain?What is the meaning of the Daoist cultivating mantra recorded in the book?What does the so-called extermination of crimes refer to?With so much painstaking effort, could it be that what this person did was... killing evil? A gust of wind broke in through the window, blowing the book of "Hua Figurine Records" whirring and flipping.It's like an invisible demon flipping the pages of the book wantonly, peeping at the mysterious spells in the book. Yun Jisang grabbed the paperweight and "slapped" it on the book.That "Record of Transforming Figurines" finally fell silent.Yun Jisang came to the window and looked out. In the distance, dark clouds cover the mountains.The dense forest is wildly dancing in the strong wind, and there seem to be countless mountain spirits and ghosts haunting it. Deep in the dense forest, a young man was running desperately with a burden on his back.While running wildly, he looked back in horror, as if some terrifying existence was approaching behind him. As he was running, he tripped over a tree root and fell in embarrassment, and the burden also fell to the ground.He hurriedly got up and continued to run wildly. After running a few steps, he found that the bundle was gone, and turned around and ran back to pick it up.He had just picked up the bundle and was about to turn around when he heard something in his ears. He took out a crossbow and stared nervously at the dense forest behind him while listening attentively.There was silence all around, only the sound of the wind.He heaved a sigh of relief, put the crossbow in his arms, wiped off his cold sweat, and turned around to leave. "Crackling..." A piercing rubbing sound entered his ears.His whole body froze, and he turned around slowly, his eyes fixed on a pine tree. Behind the tree, a figure slowly flashed out.That's a puppet.It was wearing an extremely gorgeous brocade robe, and the gold and silver threads shone bewitchingly in the evening sun.Its long, straight black hair hangs down to its feet, and black vines wrap around its delicate body.As the strong wind passed by, the black hair suddenly parted, and there were no facial features on that pale face!丨 "You, who are you? No...don't play tricks...I know, you are from our sect! I know all the things you did!" He took out his crossbow and nervously pointed at the puppet. "Crack... creak..." The puppet slowly approached him.He gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger. "Swoosh!" A crossbow arrow shot into the puppet's chest.The puppet just shook slightly and continued to approach him. "Whoo! Whoosh! Whoosh!" One after another, the crossbow arrows shot out like meteors, each of which fell into the puppet's chest.The puppet didn't realize it, and continued to approach him with a weird "creaking" sound. "Ah!" He threw down the hand crossbow in panic, turned and ran.The grass was too long, every step was extremely strenuous, and the fine grass needles blurred his vision and stinged his cheeks.After running like this for an unknown amount of time, his legs became weak and his heart almost jumped out of his chest, so he had to stop, panting and looking behind him. A gust of wind blew by, and the waist-length grass turned into dark green waves in the wind, swaying wildly.It seems that there are countless monsters hiding in it, and they are about to choose people and devour them.Shake it off?He stroked his chest happily.Unexpectedly, there is such a terrifying puppet.Fortunately, he escaped quickly and saved his life. I don't know if others will... He shook his head. "Crackling..." A chill rushed up from behind, and he raised his head tremblingly.In the grass, that weird puppet is slowly rising.The faceless face faced him quietly, obviously without any expression, but he seemed to feel that the other party was smiling.It was a malicious, devilish smile.He screamed, turned and ran.The puppet slowly raised its left hand, and stroked its long nails lightly. As if bitten by something, his right leg was paralyzed for a while, and he fell to the ground suddenly. "Huh...huh..." Panting, he grabbed the grass stalk and struggled to get up, not daring to turn his head back, dragging one leg and jumping forward desperately.But after moving a few feet away, his left leg became numb again, and he fell down again. "Crack... che... che..." The puppet kept approaching him with monotonous and weird steps.Every time you take a step, there will be a strange sound on your body, a sacrificial song of dead souls. "No...don't, don't come here! Get out of here!" His throat was hoarse from howling desperately, and he threw everything beside him at the puppet.Several ingots of ingots, books, a golden Buddha, and even a stack of silver notes. "Cluck... creak..." The puppet came to him with strange steps and stopped stiffly.He cried and begged: "... Please... let me go..." "Squeak...cheep..." The puppet turned its head sideways, as if thinking, and seemed to be obeying an order.Then, it raised its right arm slowly, in its waxy hand, a bronze dagger shone coldly. "Don't! Don't! No—ah—" Amid the desperate screams, the forest bird was startled and chirped endlessly, as if it couldn't bear to witness his miserable state.