Chapter 14 suspected

An hour later, Ou Xing lived inside. "I see. No wonder Cao Zhong's face was so ugly when he saw the talisman paper last night. So, it was the puppet who attacked Cao Zhong to avenge the Lord's grievance?" Yun Jisang asked with a smile, scooping up a spoonful of brown sugar and ginger soup. , blew on it, and handed it to Ming Huan's little mouth. The little girl opened her mouth obediently, swallowed the soup, tapped her mouth, and smiled sweetly.She lay obediently on the tree for most of the day, and when Zhuo Anjie came back to look for her, she was so cold that she caught cold.

"That's what you said, but as long as you put in some thought, it's not easy to be a puppet with a white face and no face?" Zhuo Anjie touched Ming Huan's forehead again to make sure that she didn't have a fever, and then she was relieved. "Well, no matter how finely the puppet is made, it cannot be compared with humans. I am afraid that no one can make a puppet that can escape from your sword, unless the puppet is really possessed by Li Wuxin." Yun Jisang pondered. , casually dismissed this absurd idea, "Anyway, since the murderer used the faceless puppet as a killing sign, he must have wanted to lure us to Li Wuxin. It seems that Li Wuxin's death must have other secrets. Unfortunately, He's been dead for so long and his body has been stolen, it's going to be hard to find out."

"Death is death, so many people die every day in this world, when is it our turn to ask them one by one?" Zhuo Anjie curled her lips.She didn't have a good impression of such a pretentious genius like Li Wuxin, and she was even less interested in the whereabouts of his corpse. "But if you don't know the cause of his death, it will be very difficult to find out the murderer's motive..." When Yun Jisang was going to scoop up the soup again, he found that the soup was dripping from the corner of Ming Huan's mouth, so he put down the spoon and picked up the silk. The towel wiped Ming Huan's little mouth.

"The murderer killed Zhang Huang first, and then assassinated Cao Zhong. It can be seen that he wanted to take revenge on the entire puppet sect. It couldn't be that the entire puppet sect conspired to kill Li Wuxin, right?" "There can be two explanations for this." Yun Jisang raised two fingers, "One, the murderer took revenge, not because they killed Li Wuxin, but for other reasons; Whoever kills Li Wuxin will simply wipe out all the people in the puppet gate." "Does the younger brother have someone to suspect?" "From the perspective of motive, Mei Zhaoxue, who was once Li Wuxin's lover, is naturally the most suspicious." Yun Jisang said solemnly, then shook his head, "But if it was her, this cruel and bloody method would be too ostentatious. The murderer is so blatant, it seems that he is afraid that others will not know that he is avenging Li Wuxin. This kind of behavior, if it is not unscrupulous, it is a delusion."

"That is to say, the murderer may also kill for other reasons, Li Wuxin is just a cover?" Zhuo Anjie thoughtfully. "I thought so, but we are not from the Puppet Sect after all, and we don't know the grievances in it." "Cao Zhong was assassinated today. Among the hidden weapons used by the murderer was an iron armadillo from the Tianjimen. Could it be someone from the Tianjimen who did it?" "What the Tianji Gate covets is the chiming bell of the Puppet Gate. What good will it do them to kill Cao Zhong?" Yun Jisang shook his head. Zhuo Anjie suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Cao Zhong said that after the imperial court rewards him, he will step into the officialdom and will no longer be the head of the sect."

"Oh? There is such a thing?" Yun Jisang was slightly surprised. "That's what he said, who knows if it's true or not? But if that's the case, the position of sect master might be up for grabs. If no one else said it, that double-faced mule might have to fight to the end." Zhuo Anjie Slightly sarcastic and authentic. "Luo Jiankong is a big brother and a man of fame and wealth, so he will naturally fight for the position of sect master." Yun Jisang smiled. "That Linghu Tiangong and the mule have never been on the right track, plus Hong Kuoji's smiling tiger, and Cao Zhong's idiot son. It seems that everyone has a chance to get their hands on the position of sect master..." Zhuo Anjie raised her eyebrows and said , then shook his head, "I don't want to, there are too many messy things here, I can't think about it."

"Linghu Tiangong is proud of himself, but he is indeed outstanding in talent. According to the rules of the puppet sect, he is indeed the most qualified to inherit the position of sect master. As for Hong Kuoji, although he is favored in front of Cao Zhong, he just rushes He is leading an art investment division, and this sect master probably won't be able to sit with him." "Speaking of Linghu Tiangong, if you weren't with him just now, then he shouldn't be an assassin?" "Just now I left after I asked Father Peter. Calculating the time, it should have been before the senior sister was attacked. According to him, after he and Li Zhongxiu left Cao Zhong's place, they returned to the residence. There, he and Li Zhongxiu learned Chinese for a while, and then rested alone. Linghu Tiangong is the same, during the two hours from Weishi to Youshi, these people have time to commit crimes calmly."

"So, everyone is suspected?" "It should be like this." Yun Jisang also felt a headache about this.He had asked everyone where they were when the crime happened, but except for Linghu Tiangong and Father Peter's apprentice, no one could really prove his innocence.The same is true today, it seems that people from the Puppet Sect have little contact with each other, so they cannot prove each other.What made him more concerned was the way the murderer committed the crime.If the murderer was really from the puppet sect, why didn't he use the most direct assassination instead of the more successful poisoning and assassination, twice in a row?If the first assassination was really unexpected, the chance of success is quite high, but the second assassination was almost in broad daylight, and it happened after Cao Zhong took precautions. Even Cao Zhong's hair could not be hurt. One can be said to be a complete failure.Why did the murderer do this?show off?intimidate?Or for other reasons?

"Xifu..." Ming Huan's small mouth opened for a long time, but Yun Jisang's spoon was not handed over, so he couldn't help saying coquettishly. "Oh..." Yun Jisang smiled apologetically, and fed her another spoonful of ginger soup.The soup was a bit cold, but Ming Huan still swallowed it with a bitter face. "You, although you have to work hard, you have to have a limit, don't put yourself in it." Zhuo Anjie hugged Ming Huan in her arms, and gave him a white look, "Ming Huan, let's go, sleep with Xi Gu feel..." Yun Jisang watched her senior sister leave the house, then sat cross-legged alone, meditating quietly.

There were so many unbelievable things about this case that he couldn't figure it out.For example Zhang Chun's mutilated corpse, the sudden assassination at the dinner party, everyone's ambiguous attitude towards Li Wuxin, the mysterious theft of Li Wuxin's tomb, the disappearing corpse and faceless puppets, and those mysterious and weird spells... Li Wuxin, there is no doubt that he is the key to this case.But what everyone said about him was always superficial, as if they were covering up something.Mei Zhaoxue, among all the people, only she has the deepest relationship with Li Wuxin.Then to solve the case, the clues will fall on the wife of the sect master.Thinking of this, Yun Jisang got up suddenly, left the Ouxingju, and walked all the way to Qiansi Hall.

The setting sun is setting to the west, and the moon is rising at the beginning of the month, one gold and one white, facing each other indifferently.The wind was cold, Yun Jisang couldn't help raising his left arm, and covered the skirt of his clothes tightly. In the golden afterglow, a black shadow approached. With a handsome face, a kind smile, and a well-fitting black robe, it was Li Zhongxiu, a disciple of Father Peter.Didn't he go with Old Peter to give Mass to Mei Zhaoxue?It looks like it's over.Father Peter seems to have won the trust of Mei Zhaoxue, maybe he can get some news from him.Thinking of this, Yun Jisang went up to meet her. "Mr. Yun, good night." Li Zhongxiu bowed slightly. Yun Jisang stopped and smiled: "So it's Brother Li, where is Father Peter?" "The priest felt a little uncomfortable, so he went back alone." "Is the mass going well?" Yun Jisang asked casually. "Fortunately, it's just that we don't have any wine, so we can only use Mrs. Cao's self-made fruit wine instead when receiving Holy Communion. Father Peter is a little disturbed by this, thinking it is disrespectful to Jesus." Yun Jisang smiled slightly: "Since the wine is the blood of the covenant, it is inevitable that when Jesus formed an alliance with us Han people, he would do as the Romans do." "Does Mr. Yun understand the rules of mass?" Li Zhongxiu was slightly surprised. "I know a little bit." Yun Jisang nodded, and Shi Shiran said, "The so-called "mass" should mean the end of the song and the end of the song, right? It's a bit ominous for your religion to use it as the name of the highest sacrificial ceremony." "In Latin, the original meaning of missa is, the ceremony is over, everyone can leave'. However, Mr. Yun also said that you have to do as the Romans do when you enter the country." Li Zhongxiu stretched out his finger and drew "Mass" in the air. "The two characters, "the person who makes up is the heart of remedy. There is an allusion in "Zuo Zhuan" that "makes up the defect and saves the disaster". And scatter means to put aside and let go. It has the meaning of making up for it. Heart, and being able to let go of everything, isn’t that the virtue most needed by a cultivator?” Yun Jisang raised his eyebrows: "Brother Li is very eloquent, no wonder someone like Mrs. Cao also believes in religion." Li Zhongxiu drew a sign of the cross on his chest devoutly: "Mrs. Cao's joining the religion is God's guidance, and Father Peter and I are just guides. It is God's glory that made her find her way out of darkness and loss; God His pity and mercy can free her from all evils and disasters." "Does Mrs. Cao think she is guilty?" Yun Jisang asked sharply. "Before God, everyone in the world is a sinner." Lee Jong-su's answer was equally astute. "Catholic doctrine says that sinful people can redeem their sins through repentance as long as they believe in religion?" "Yes, as long as the guilty person confesses and the priest declares pardon, he can be redeemed, and the sins he committed can be forgiven. Why did Mr. Yun ask this?" "I'm just asking casually. Has Mrs. Cao made a confession?" Li Zhongxiu's pupils narrowed slightly, and then he smiled again: "Of course, the priest did it to my wife just now. But if Mr. Yun wants to ask her about the content of her confession, I can only say sorry. As a priest, everything in the confession is absolutely not It will be revealed to others." "I'm not asking this, I just want to know how the priest reacted after he confessed to Mrs. Cao?" Li Zhongxiu stared at him closely with his deep eyes, and after a while he said lightly: "I have already answered this question." After speaking, he bowed slightly, turned and left. Answered?Does it mean that the confession cannot be disclosed to others?Or is it the previous "the priest is a little uncomfortable"?Lee Jong-su, this is also an invisible character.Watching that young figure fade away, Yun Jisang thought silently. The sandalwood is like a white thread, curling upwards. Cao Zhong was dressed in purple silk, sitting on the grand master's chair, gently skimming the tea powder with a white porcelain bowl cover.Although his face was gloomy, the movements of his hands were still unhurried and gentle. Accompanying him are two of his favorites, his beloved son Cao Bian and his fifth disciple Hong Kuoji. "Master, it's impossible to go on like this!" Hong Kuoji's fat face was glistening, and the anxiety in Xiaoyuan's eyes was almost on fire, "Master, you were assassinated twice in a row in two days. I want to get rid of you and hurry up! Although this kind of ghost domain tricks can't be put on the table, it must be guarded against! You know, if you have any good or bad, our puppet gate will be crossed!" "Yeah, Father, Fifth Senior Brother is right. You can't be soft-hearted when dealing with those wolf-hearted guys! According to my son, it's better to ask for others than to ask for yourself. Let's act first!" Cao Bian echoed, grabbing the lapels of his clothes with both hands , seemed extremely tense. "What do you know!" Cao Zhong put the tea bowl heavily on the table, and frowned, "I'm doing well! There must be no chaos in the door now, and everything will be discussed after the imperial court's reward is finalized." "However, if this goes on like this, how can you let us disciples feel at ease? Besides, when this person's mind is in a mess, he might do some tricks. Senior brother has always been appreciated by the magistrate. Yes, Master, look..." A sneer appeared on Cao Zhong's lips: "Anyone can make a wishful abacus. Whether or not it rings loudly depends on whether the beads on the abacus are hard enough. As long as I still have the method of making the self-ringing clock, the door will be opened." No day." "But, we can't just watch the chaos inside the door like this!" "What are you panicking? Misfortunes and blessings depend on them. Bad things can naturally turn into good things." Cao Zhong stroked his beard with his hands, and said slowly, "The hidden weapons used in today's assassination are all from the secret sect of heaven. In my opinion, there are eight out of ten. Ninth, the murderer is an assassin from Tianji Sect! Although he is not an official appointed by the imperial court, he is also a conferred Zheng Shilang, a Sanjue from the seventh rank. To assassinate Zheng Shilang who was conferred by the imperial court, his heart will be punished!" Cao Zhong thumped his knuckles hard on the case. Hong Kuoji looked stunned, and said respectfully: "Master, this matter must have been done by the people from Jimen that day. Master has a title, and if they assassinate Master, it is a great disrespect to the court. Let's take those Submit the hidden weapon as evidence, and ask the imperial court to send troops to suppress those bastards!" When he said the last sentence, he had already clenched his fists and his face was full of pain. "But isn't Shaoxia Yun still looking for a murderer? Aren't we trying to save his face by doing this?" Cao Bian said hesitantly. "I'll talk to Shaoxia Yun. After all, he's still begging from our puppet sect. If he thinks about it, he'll be kind to me." Cao Zhong's expression suddenly changed as he said that, "It's you two, don't talk to me all day. I know that it is serious to fan the flames and put in some work on mechanism skills. Especially Bie'er, among the brothers and sisters, you are the one with the lowest talent, if you don't work hard, what will you do to make my puppet family famous in the future?" "Father..." Cao Bian felt excited.When Cao Zhong said this, didn't the implication be that he wanted to pass on the position of sect master to himself?Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Hong Kuangji.The fat Toutuo was standing respectfully with his head bowed, but he couldn't see his expression clearly.Suddenly, his hands trembled uncontrollably.He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into the flesh. "By the way, have you finished reading the notebook I gave you?" Cao Zhong asked casually. "The child is watching." "Look carefully, and return it to me when you're done, don't lose it." Cao Zhong gave him a meaningful look. "Yes, the child knows." Cao Zhong nodded in satisfaction, and was about to say something more, but someone outside the door respectfully said: "Master, disciple Luo Jiankong is asking to see you." Cao Zhong frowned: "What's the matter?" "The disciple learned that the master was in danger just now, so he came to visit him." Cao Zhong tapped lightly on the chair handle: "I'm fine. It's getting late today, let's talk about it tomorrow." Luo Zhukong was silent for a moment, and then respectfully said: "Yes, the disciple knows, Master Wan'an, the disciple will leave." Hearing Luo Jiankong's distant yet respectful voice, Cao Zhong was in a trance. Once upon a time, this big disciple who was full of scheming was also in front of his knees all day long.At that time, he was still a naive naughty boy who took his master from mouth to mouth. No matter what he said, he trusted him wholeheartedly. Since when did he become a villain who is greedy for fame and wealth and speculates?Perhaps, it started when he witnessed himself using tricks to eliminate all the brothers in the sect?Or was it from the first time he saw himself groveling in front of King Lu?It's been so long, I don't remember it anymore. "Master, look, senior brother..." Hong Kuoji whispered. "Don't worry, I have my own arrangements..." Cao Zhong interrupted him coldly, "Go out now, I have some private matters to discuss with Bian'er." Hong Kuoji opened his mouth, but still bowed and exited the room.As soon as he stepped out of the room, he straightened up, staring coldly at the closed door, with complex and indistinguishable lights flashing in his eyes.After a long time, he gave a low sneer and went away with his sleeves. From the beginning to the end, he didn't notice Yunjisang who was hiding behind the flower tree. Unexpectedly, the relationship between Cao Zhong's master and apprentice is so bad.Presumably, the two assassinations tore away the last veil between the master and apprentice, allowing the original secret struggle to be presented naked. There is no doubt that what Luo Jiankong and Hong Kuoji want is the position of sect master.It's a pity that they are obviously not the candidates for the sect master in Cao Zhong's mind.If according to the rules of the puppet sect, the person with the highest skill succeeds as the sect master, then Linghu Tiangong will definitely be the next sect master.But, will Cao Zhong let his beloved son be left behind? He bowed his head and thought for a moment, then squatted down again, grabbed the soil under the flowers and played with it for a while, then walked out of the garden, walked through a winding corridor, and stopped in front of a quiet room pace. The quiet room is very characteristic.On the roof of the single-eave rolling shed, the hanging fish is a Byzantine-style twine pattern, and the door is engraved with a relief of an angel with slightly closed eyes. Yun Jisang admired the exquisite reliefs for a while, then knocked lightly on the door: "Is Madam Cao there? I'm going to Yun Jisang, I have something to ask Madam." The room was silent.Just when Yun Jisang thought that the master was not there, Mei Zhaoxue's cold voice suddenly came: "Come in, the door is unlocked." Pushing open the half-hidden door, a burst of elegant aloe fragrance rushed towards me. Beside the mahogany and green gauze trees, there is a red sandalwood incense table.On the desk was a statue of the Virgin Mary made of purple and blue glaze, with a huge bronze cross hanging above it.Mei Zhaoxue, dressed in white, was kneeling in front of the cross, praying silently with her hands folded. The bright moonlight shone in through the leaky window, casting faint shadows of plum and bamboo patterns on her body. For a moment, Yun Jisang didn't dare to step into the house, it seemed that once he took a step, he would crush this elegant tranquility. "Amen... Mei Zhaoxue made a sign of the cross in front of her, got up and cleaned her hands, and pressed the boxwood cabinet, a small drawer popped out. She took out a piece of agarwood from it and lit it, offering it to the Before the case, I prayed three more times. "I don't know, but the Holy Son of the West is also subject to human fireworks." Yun Jisang couldn't help but said. "God, isn't that what I'm asking for. I don't have anyone who sings hymns here, so lighting two sticks of incense is a little bit of my heart." Mei Zhaoxue said plainly. "This cross is very nice, but did it come from Father Peter?" "I made this myself. I used hundreds of catties of bronze. I have never seen Jesus. I only relied on Father Peter's cross and imagination to condense all the pain in his body and mind at the moment before his death..." "Oh, Mrs. Cao is very skilled..." Yun Jisang came to the cross and stared intently at Ye Xian above.Jesus, who was originally naked, was wrapped in a white silk, and Jesus looked pained, as if he was trying to struggle out of the white shackles.Moreover, there was some resentment and unwillingness in Ye Xian's eyes. Yun Jisang looked at it for a while, then turned around and said with a smile: "When I first came to Guimen, I also saw the shallow water puppets made by my wife. The master of..." "It's just a trick, Shaoxia Yun laughed." "Madam's puppet skills, did you learn from Master Cao?" "My uncle taught me all my skills. Before he went crazy, he was also a genius in the school." Mei Zhaoxue avoided the topic, and asked instead, "Young Xia Yun came here because he wanted Are you asking something unintentional?" "Madam already knew." Yun Jisang walked to a chair with an official hat in his early years, and sat down safely. "It's nothing difficult to guess. Everyone in the door knows about Wuxin and me. At this time, it would be strange if no one mentioned it." Mei Zhaoxue didn't serve tea, just sat down on the other side of the coffee table, "I can tell you about unintentional things, but there is one condition..." "Please speak, madam." "I also want to ask Yun Shaoxia something, please tell me frankly." "This..." Yun Jisang pondered for a moment, then nodded. "In that case, please ask Young Xia Yun first." "When did Li Wuxin and his wife become lovers?" Yun Jisang asked straight to the point. "Shortly after he went up the mountain..." Mei Zhaoxue focused on the nothingness in front of her, her voice was as thin as a thread, touching the distant memory. Under the sun, the black-clothed boy stood quietly in front of him holding the puppet in his arms.The sun shines from behind him, the light on his body is so dazzling... "From the first moment I set eyes on him, I was captivated by him. He was born that way. Wherever he went, he radiated light and pierced the eyes. His pride was as much as his talent, It's all there, no one can imitate it, and no one can escape from that light. I can't, and neither can anyone else..." "I already know that Brother Linghu and Li Wuxin are not on good terms. I wonder if there are other people in the family who have had grudges with him?" "Others?" Mei Zhaoxue smiled coldly, with a hint of ruthlessness in her smile, "No, everyone. Everyone had a grudge against him! Everyone wanted him to die. As long as Wuxin lives, yes They are the greatest torture; only when he is dead can they feel at ease..." "Everyone, including Brother Luo?" "Of course, he's a big brother, and he's the one who feels the most panic about Wuxin's position in the sect." Having said this, Mei Zhaoxue softened her tone, Young Xia Yun, you must know the rules of the puppet sect, right? "Ma'am, do you mean the successor of the sect master?" "That's right, according to the rules of the Puppet Sect, the owner of the door must be the person with the highest puppet skill among all the doormen. Every five years, there will be a big competition in the door. No matter who wins the big competition, they can automatically enter the door Even if the skill of being a disciple is higher than that of the master, the master must let the virtuous." Mei Zhaoxue's eyes were gloomy, and her white jade-like face was dyed the color of moonlight, giving people a dreamy texture, "Back then, my Husband won the position of sect master in one fell swoop in the Grand Competition. It is ridiculous that at that time, his puppet skills could only be regarded as second-rate in the sect." "That……" "It's scheming." A sneer rose from the corner of Mei Zhaoxue's lips, "His scheming is far better than his puppetry. During the big competition, several senior brothers who were stronger than him were either seriously ill or their puppets were born. A malfunction occurred, and the most talented Uncle Li was killed suddenly, and all the evidence pointed to Uncle Ouyang. As a result, the old man was driven crazy overnight, which made him the head of the sect. You said, accept such a person If you don't want to be a disciple, will you feel at ease?" "There is such a thing." Yun Jisang said in a daze.Undoubtedly, the appearance of Li Wuxin made all those who coveted the position of sect master feel desperate.Be it Luo Zhukong, Linghu Tiangong and Hong Kuangji, for them, this person is the biggest stumbling block.As the son of the sect master, Cao Bian certainly would not let the position of sect master fall by the wayside.Suddenly, he remembered something and asked, "What about the spring? He shouldn't try to get his hands on the position of sect master, right? What personal grievances does he have with Li Wuxin?" Mei Zhaoxue shook her head: "I also find it strange that if it is said that there is no relationship between the door and Wuxin, then there are only Ah Huang and Lan Er. When Wu Xin passed away, Lan Er was still young, and Ah Huang has always been honest and responsible. He is timid, and although he is often ridiculed by Wuxin, he never retaliates. Logically speaking, he should have nothing to do with Wuxin..." "Does Madam know the origin of Zhang Huang?" "He also came from a poor child, and his family is at the foot of the mountain. Although he liked to play with mechanism puppets since he was a child, he really didn't have any talent. Fortunately, he was a down-to-earth person and good at breaking and unlocking. Be a disciple." "Unlocking? Does it have anything to do with making puppets?" "This matter is related to a big secret of our sect, but it has been a hundred years ago, so it's nothing to say. Does Yun Shaoxia know about the eminent monk's party?" "Ma'am, you mean the eminent monks and his party in the Tang Dynasty, the one who created the Great Yan Calendar and the Water Transport Armillary Sphere?" "That's right, it's this senior monk. The world only knows that he is an eminent monk and the leader of Tantric Buddhism, but they don't know his other identity, that is, the seventeenth generation elder of our sect." "What?" Yun Jisang was really taken aback this time.In the Tang Dynasty, the name of Yixing was not inferior to that of Xuanzang who came back from the Western Paradise.He not only intensively studied Buddhism, but also mastered medical skills, algebra and astronomy. He was regarded as a teacher by Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty. It turned out to be the elder of the Puppet Sect.However, he is knowledgeable and talented. He has studied art with teachers many times, and he is even proficient in Taoist classics. It is not surprising to join the Puppet School to learn organ techniques. "It is said that Xuanzong was very good at puppet art. When he was in power, he once asked a group of elders to make an invincible puppet that is unparalleled in the world. After he was ordered, he thought hard, but couldn't figure it out. After the two secret techniques of the King Kong Realm and the Vajra Realm, he suddenly realized the profound meaning of the puppet technique. But he felt that this secret technique was too weird and fierce, and he wanted to seal it for fear of harming the harmony of heaven. Who knew that generation After learning about this, the master of the Puppet Sect came to visit his party. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he secretly recorded the secret method into a book and brought it back to the door for collection. Although he did this, but after reading the secret method, he refused. Passing it on to disciples is just to tell future generations that unless the puppet sect is facing disaster, they must never open the seal without authorization." Mei Zhaoxue sighed faintly, and said in a raving voice: "Before the Southern Song Dynasty fell, the contemporary head of our sect wanted to create a kind of murderous puppet that could be used in battles to drive the Tartars out of the Central Plains because of dissatisfaction. Unauthorizedly, he untied the seal and tried to create the invincible puppet. At that time, the puppet gate was at its peak, and the seniors in the gate were all amazing talents. With the strength of everyone, after going through After several years, the puppet was finally created and named as 'Dahetian'." Dahetian, the guardian deity of Tantric Buddhism?Yun Jisang has also heard a lot about this ancient god of war from Tianzhu.In Tibetan secrets, Mahakala is said to be the great protector of the incarnation of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva.Legend has it that it has countless relatives of ghosts and gods, is good at flying and invisibility, can bind all demons, and guard the souls of the dead among the tombs. Mei Zhaoxue said in detail: "Who knows that after the puppet was created, although it is extremely powerful and invincible, it is completely unmanipulable and only knows how to kill blindly. In one night, the elite of the puppet sect was destroyed. In the end, it was the generation of the puppet sect." The Lord took a desperate blow to subdue it. Although the elders wanted to destroy it, they couldn't bear to let this puppet of heaven and earth be buried, so they sealed the puppet together with the method and hid it in the door A hidden place in the middle of the world. After learning about this, the sect masters of all ages have tried to find that puppet. The reason why my husband accepted Zhang Chun as his apprentice is exactly what he had in mind. Of course, this is just a legend. For more than a hundred years, no one has ever succeeded." It turns out that Cao Zhong took Zhang Chun as his apprentice because he wanted to use his talent in unlocking to find the legendary puppet "Da Hei Tian".I don't know if Zhang Chun's killing is related to this matter?The reason why Li Wuxin insisted on being a living puppet was because he had mastered the secret of Daheitian?The position of door master?Puppet Dahetian?What is the motive of the murderer? Yun Jisang felt that his thoughts were in a mess, and he couldn't help asking: "Is the position of the head of the sect so important?" No worries.Do they need to work so hard to snatch the position of a small puppet sect master? "Puppet, everything is for the puppet." "puppet?" "That's right. Mei Zhaoxue leaned over and took out a clown puppet from under the case, and slowly wound it up. You are not from the puppet sect. You don't understand these people's enthusiasm for puppets. Puppets are everything to them. Puppets are born, and they die because of puppets. And this mountain of figurines is their only tomb..." As she spoke, she let go of the puppet clown. The white-nosed clown clapped his hands, swayed and danced, looking absurd and ridiculous. "This Qiansi hall is a place where only the master of the sect is qualified to live. The puppets collected here are the painstaking works of the predecessors of the past generations. It can be said that the essence of the puppet sect, the bloodline inheritance, is also the place where the souls of all the puppet sects live. Even if it is Wuxin, he will never forget those puppets. What's more, the sect master still controls all the financial resources. How much financial resources each sect can use to develop puppets is determined by the sect master. With Wuxin's temperament, if you become the sect master, Is there any room for others to survive?" Yun Jisang understood.A genius, of course, looks down on those mediocre achievements.In this way, Li Wuxin will definitely use all the financial resources of the Puppet Sect for his own research.This alone is enough to make other people murderous. "According to what madam said, brother Li was murdered by others?" "No, Wuxin died of illness." Mei Zhaoxue said decisively. "Why is Madam so sure?" Mei Zhaoxue glanced at him lightly: "No one knows his condition better than me. Maybe he is so talented that he was envied by the heavens. He was born with a deficiency, and when he grows up, his body has never been infirm. It's easy. And when he got to the door, he put all his energy into the puppet, and just like that, he boiled himself dry." "In this case, why did the murderer leave this in Zhang Chun's body?" After speaking, Yun Jisang gently placed the yellow form on the case. Mei Zhaoxue unfolded the yellow paper in her hands, and read slowly: "The old root of a rotten tree returns to life. Eliminate all my sins and make me live forever." After reading, she sighed softly and closed her eyes. It's the puppet curse, the culprit who caused Wuxin to die of illness..." "Puppet curse?" Mei Zhaoxue nodded: "One year before Wuxin's death, he learned about the legend of Daheitian from nowhere, and wanted to reproduce that murderous puppet in the world. He felt that since those elders could do it back then, he It must be possible. Since then, he seems to be a different person, with no distractions, shutting himself in the door, and making puppets day and night. During that time, the enthusiasm in his eyes makes me feel scared when I think about it now. Heitian is just a legend about the Puppet Gate. No one has seen it, let alone know how it was made. Although Wuxin is talented, he has never succeeded. But the more he is like this, the more crazy he is obsessed with it. Persuasion, he refused to give up. And the Puppet Curse appeared at that time, and Wuxin told me that it was the key to the reappearance of Dahetian..." "Does Madam know the meaning of these words?" Mei Zhaoxue shook her head silently. "Then where did he get this puppet curse?" "Except for Wuxin, no one knows the origin of the Puppet Curse. I asked him, but he kept his mouth shut, and threatened me that the matter was too shocking and must not be revealed." She smiled slightly, "Isn't it ridiculous? A peerless A genius like a lunatic wants to resurrect a puppet with a spell..." Crazy?Maybe... There is only a thin line between a genius and a lunatic... Yun Jisang suddenly remembered something and asked, "Is there no one to dissuade him from acting like this?" "Discouragement, why?" Mei Zhaoxue sneered, and said with hatred, "They wish Wuxin would go crazy like my cousin. Only then can they rest easy. They hate Wuxin, fear Wuxin, and have to rely on Wuxin...you didn't It's disgusting to see their ugliness when Wuxin died..." Yun Jisang was silent.He has roughly understood the complicated relationship between Li Wuxin and everyone.Such a dazzling genius has created the brilliance of the Puppet Sect, and has also become the biggest threat in everyone's mind.Was Li Wuxin's death really the result of illness as Mei Zhaoxue said?Or is there something else hidden in it?What does the reappearance of the Puppet Curse mean? "They thought that if Wuxin died, they could sit back and relax. Unfortunately, they were too happy. When I saw the talisman for the first time last night, I knew it was Wuxin's return." Mei Zhaoxue With a sweet smile, there is a hint of sadness hidden in the joyful smile. Yun Jisang felt a chill in his heart when he heard it.return?what does that mean? "Before Wuxin died, he promised me..." Mei Zhaoxue raised her head, staring at the suffering Jesus, "He said that he would definitely come back and be with me. But, I didn't believe him..." Is she crazy too?When a person dies, he will fall into reincarnation. How can he come back from death?Yun Jisang was in a state of confusion. "Do you think I'm crazy?" Mei Zhaoxue glanced at Yun Jisang, then muttered to herself, "Don't say it's you, even I think I'm crazy. But I always have a feeling, that is One day, Wuxin will return to me, just like what he said to me when he was dying..." "What did he say?" "He said that he was only leaving temporarily. One day, he will come back and return to my side...even if he becomes a puppet..." Mei Zhaoxue said in confusion. "Madam, have you ever thought that Li Wuxin is not dead at all?" Yun Jisang said suddenly. "Not dead?" Mei Zhaoxue was taken aback, then shook her head, "Impossible, I witnessed Wuxin die with my own eyes." "What if it's a fake death?" Mei Zhaoxue smiled slightly: "I understand what Yun Shaoxia means. It's a bit strange that Wuxin's tomb was stolen, but it had been half a year since the burial. Yun Shaoxia wouldn't think that someone could hold their breath in a coffin for so long Bar?" "Then...would someone steal the beam and swap the corpse?" "That's impossible. I was there when the coffin was built. It's Wuxin's corpse." Mei Zhaoxue sighed softly, "I know, such a thing as death and resurrection sounds a bit unbelievable. Originally, I thought That's just my imagination. But since his death, the feeling has become more and more intense. Just like the sprouting of trees, everything buried by time is happening again... I can even feel the existence of Wuxin ，我仁立的时候，我祈祷的时候，我入睡的时候，甚至我沐浴的时候，他一直在注视着我，那么温柔、那么深情又那么怨恨地注视着……”说着，她的眼神越来越痴迷，最后竟然站起身来，闭上双眼，缓缓张幵双手，似乎要拥抱什么，“是的，他就在这里，在傀儡门，在我的身边……” 风从窗口吹进来了，吹散了檀香气息，吹起了梅照雪的长发。呢喃的风声中，她乌黑的长发轻轻飘舞着，仿佛情人的手，柔柔地捋过发间…… 突然，她停了下来。凝视云寄桑，缓缓地道：“你也能感受到的，不是么？” "what?" “亡魂……”梅照雪来到他面前，深深凝视他的双眼，“那些死去了的存在，那些从地府归来的生灵，你也能感受到它们的，不是么？” “曹夫人……”云寄桑正想否认，脑海中却突然浮现出伊藤博昭的身影，正要说出的话就这样凝噎在口中。 “果然……”她笑了，伸出手来，轻轻抚摸他的脸颊，这轻浮的动作在她做来，却自然而亲切，又夹杂着温聲的伤感，“我就知道，你和我是一样的……” 不知为什么，云寄桑竟然没有躲开。 “说吧，你身边的那个人，她是谁？” 嘴唇抽动了一下,云寄桑的阵中闪现出一个恍惚的身影。那婀娜的、优雅的、散发着迷人的黑色芬芳的女子身姿……那比海上明月还要幽静深情的呓语，那比绮罗锦缎还要光滑的肌肤，那比蛇狐还要毒狡的智慧……那个在高丽战场上与他纠缠了四年的死仇大敌一一伊藤博昭。 那个……那个世间第一个向他示爱的女子。 “你哭了……”梅照雪轻轻抚去他脸上的泪水，柔声道，“告诉我，你们的故事……” 云寄桑正欲开口，脊背的汗毛却骤然炸起！ 苍白的月色在一瞬间变得冰冷入髓，凄厉无比。这种感觉一一是杀意！云寄桑猛地起身，向窗口望去。 婆婆的月光中，一个高大的黑影正映在雪白的窗棂上，虽然隔着一层窗纸，云寄桑却清晰地感受到一股疯狂而冰冷的杀意！ “什么人！”云寄桑清叱一声，扑向窗口。 梅照雪却呆在原地，口中痴痴地道：“无心，是你么，是你来看我了么……”