Chapter 22 shadow

Ming Huan was originally waiting for Zhuo Anjie to come back to sleep with her in the west wing, but a few sleepy bugs circled around her annoyingly, causing her to fall asleep unconsciously. I don't know how long I've been asleep in a daze, and when I was half asleep, I touched my side and found that it was empty, so I opened my eyes in a daze, and called out: "Xi Gu..." Finding no one answered, I went to the bed. Rubbing his eyes, he sat up. The room was quiet, no one was there. Ming Huan pouted her lips, got off the bed with her pillow in her arms, and walked out with her little red shoes.Along the way, her mouth was pouting all the time, no one was hugging her, Ming Huan couldn't sleep soundly.

Seeing that there was still light in the study, she yawned a little and walked slowly there.When he came to the door of the study, he knocked twice and called out: "Xifu..." Seeing that there was still no answer, he gently pushed the door open and walked in. There was no one in the study, only an oil lamp was burning quietly. Ming Huan walked to the case, put down the pillow, picked up the "Mozi", flipped through it casually, and suddenly found a strange little figure drawn on the last page of the book. The little man was black, faceless, and looked strange.There is also a strange spell written next to the villain.

Ming Huan tilted her little head, and read with difficulty: "Secret Zhi...Secret Zhi... Shebra Dorokatiha Sapoha...What is this?" Suddenly, she noticed something, and suddenly look up. On the snow-white window lattice of the study room, a tall black shadow was reflected impressively. "Joy Luck..." she called softly. The black figure didn't answer, but stretched out his hand and stroked lightly on the window lattice.The black shadow stands against the white paper, the sharp contrast creates a scene of icy coldness and horror. Ming Huan hugged the pillow tightly, bit his lip, took a step back, and shouted tremblingly: "Xifu, is that you?"

Sombra's hand paused slightly. Just when Ming Huan thought that Master was really joking with him, there was a "chi la", and the window paper was torn open.In the black crack, there is a snow-white face without facial features.Ming Huan could no longer bear the fear in his heart, closed his eyes tightly, and screamed loudly. In the secret room, Yun Jisang suddenly raised his head. "Too bad! It's Ming Huan!" Zhuo Anjie said anxiously.Before the words finished, Yun Jisang tapped his toes and flew out! Damn it!How could I forget Ming Huan?Thinking of the rows of black crock pots on the shelves drove him almost insane.The wooden steps turned sharply in front of his eyes, one circle, another circle... Accidentally, his head hit the stone edge, and his forehead suddenly swelled up.But he didn't realize it, and quickly rushed out of the cave.

The moment he flew out of the barn, he happened to see that faceless puppet in brocade robe in front of the study window!At this moment, the faceless puppet's hand was slowly reaching out to Ming Huan, as if it wanted to grab something. "Stop—!" In desperation, the true energy submerged, and the teacher's unique technique "thunder between the teeth" burst out suddenly! As Lei Yin passed by, the vegetation swayed sharply, the long hair of the faceless puppet fluttered in the wind, and the man was slightly taken aback. Yun Jisang took the opportunity to jump up, flicked his left middle finger, and the self-defense treasure "Raksha Tears" bestowed by his mentor Gong Shen Heng shot out丨

Rakshasa tears are made of cold jade. They are as clear and small as teardrops, but their hair is invisible and invisible, and they are unparalleled in fierceness! The faceless puppet's body trembled slightly, obviously being hit by "Raksha Tears", but to Yun Jisang's surprise, it seemed to be unscathed, and with a sway of its body, it flew onto the courtyard wall.It's just that its actions are extremely stiff and weird, as if it is really a puppet being manipulated. It stands quietly on the courtyard wall, its face without facial features is blankly facing Yun Jisang, without a trace of expression.Under the bright moonlight, the gorgeous golden brocade robe, the long black hair, and the pale faceless face constituted an extremely strange picture.

"Xifu..." Ming Huan rushed out from the study and threw himself into Yun Jisang's arms. "Ming Huan is not afraid..." He lightly patted the little girl on the back, comforting her. "Junior brother, get out of the way!" Zhuo Anjie also rushed out, shouted loudly, her body flew up, Bie Yuejian unsheathed, covered in the brilliance of moonlight, and descended with the sword! Faced with this earth-shattering sword, the faceless puppet seemed not to care, stretched out his left hand, and slowly grabbed the edge of the sword. From Yun Jisang's point of view, the other party is undoubtedly sending him to death. How could this sword be able to break gold and stone, so how can it be resisted with bare hands?But in Zhuo Anjie's eyes, the opponent's grasp was like a ghostly illusion. It was obviously slow to the extreme, but it gave people a sense of emptiness that had traveled through time and space.

"Om—" When Bieyuejian touched the puppet's fingers, Bieyuejian trembled like a moan. Admiralty?No, even the golden bell can't shake his sword energy!Zhuo Anjie's thoughts turned, her body spun quickly, and the long sword twisted along the way, trying to cut off the opponent's five fingers! A strange scene appeared. Amidst the jaw-piercing joint cracking, the faceless puppet's left arm also made a full circle along the sword, as if the arm was just a movable prosthesis, which could be twisted at will. bending! Yun Jisang didn't expect the other party's kung fu to be so weird, and in a hurry, he flicked his fingers repeatedly, and three "Raksha Tears" finished products were shot at the faceless puppet's chest!

This time, he could see clearly.The three hidden weapons hit the opponent's three main acupoints Tanzhong, Zhenwei and Jukan respectively, but apart from making his body tremble slightly, it had no effect at all. How could this be?Could it be that the other party is really a lifeless puppet?He was surprised when Zhuo Anjie changed her move quickly, she leaned back and kicked out with both legs, hitting the faceless man's chest! The faceless puppet shook its body and stood firmly again. However, it seemed that it was affected by these two feet, and its left hand was slightly loose. Zhuo Anjie took advantage of the situation and pulled out the long sword, and the person also fell to the ground.

"Senior Sister, are you okay?" Yun Jisang asked with concern. "It's okay..." Zhuo Anjie looked at the faceless puppet on the wall solemnly, "Junior Brother, be careful, this guy is not human..." Indeed, after eating Yunjisang's three "Raksha Tears" and suffering from her two legs without any injuries, how could human beings be able to do this?Could it really be Li Wuxin's personal puppet, killing people to avenge its master?No, it's not possible.Yes, it wears self-defense armor.But what kind of treasure armor can absorb the incomparably swift kicking power of the senior sister?He was wondering, but there was a demented voice behind him: "Wuxin? Isn't this Wuxin..."

Yun Jisang turned his head and saw Ouyang Gaolun staggering over, looking at the faceless man on the wall with an obsessive expression on his face: "Wuxin, you are finally back..." Ever since Ouyang Talun appeared, the faceless man's blank eyes fell on him, but the man still stood quietly on the wall, neither attacking nor running away. "Wuxin, have you seen my thread? My thread is gone..." Ouyang Gaolun muttered as he walked towards the faceless man. "Be careful, don't go there!" Zhuo Anjie shouted.Yun Jisang didn't speak, he instinctively felt that since Ouyang Talen appeared, the faceless man's reaction was a bit abnormal.Although he remained numb, all his attention was on this crazy old man. Ouyang Gaolun walked up to the courtyard wall, picked up his head, stared blankly at the Faceless Man, and the Faceless Man also looked down at him. Suddenly, Ouyang Gaolun's expression changed, and he said in shock: "You...you are not Wuxin...you, are you??" Without waiting for him to finish speaking, the faceless man slapped his palm in the air, Ouyang Gaolun let out a muffled grunt, and flew out backwards.Zhuo Anjie jumped up and caught him.In a flash, the faceless man disappeared from the wall. "Senior sister, is he alright?" Yun Jisang hurried over and asked. Zhuo Anjie stretched out her finger and tested Ouyang Gaolun's nose: "It's okay, I'm still alive." Yun Jisang breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a deep voice: "Senior sister, you protect Ming Huan, I'll go after it !" Without waiting for Zhuo Anjie to speak, she jumped over the wall and chased her out. "Be careful—" Zhuo Anjie's voice came from behind him.Yun Jisang's heart warmed up, and he stepped faster. In the strong wind that almost blows the sky and the earth, he stepped on the ground and walked against the wind.The biting wind screamed in horror and anger, venting its dissatisfaction with him.That gorgeous brocade robe fluttered in front of him, appearing and disappearing from time to time, seeming to be unreal, like a seductive demon attracting him and laughing at him. Everything is so weird and mysterious, it seems that the deepest nightmare in the soul has become reality, a sense of unreal horror. Even so, Ke Yunjisang moved forward without fear as if a burning torch was burning in his heart.Yes, from now on, I am no longer alone.No matter how dark the abyss is, someone will walk hand in hand with me.he thought with a smile. With a little tiptoe, the body soared into the air, flying in the melting moonlight at a height of ten thousand feet. How long has it been since he ran freely like this? That was when he first entered the rivers and lakes at the age of sixteen, and saved the entire town by himself from the bandits in Qingzhou.After bidding farewell to those thankful townspeople, he ran wildly in the mountains in the same way. It's such a long memory.And this time, he was no longer the savior, but the soul that sank into the abyss, the saved person. It was the kiss from the senior sister that lit up the night and rekindled one's life. From now on, he will no longer be afraid of the dark. The strand of gold in front suddenly folded and flashed into the bushes by the roadside. He focused slightly and followed quickly.It's just that after chasing into the forest, he had to slow down to avoid being attacked by the opponent.Zhuo Anjie's experience of being attacked that time reminded him that the hidden weapons of the other party's organs are extremely weird, and he must guard against them. There was silence all around, as if the faceless puppet had suddenly disappeared. While listening to the other party's movements, he gathered his skills and walked forward slowly. When he walked to the edge of the woods, he suddenly found a piece of wild grass in front of him, surrounded by tombs, which was the cemetery of Puppet Gate. How did it get here? When he was wondering, a low cry suddenly came from his ear.The voice was thin, old and hoarse, like the mourning of a mother ape who lost her child, helpless and desperate. Could it be that the puppet was really a relic left by Li Wuxin, who ran back to the master's tomb and cried?This sudden thought made Yun Jisang shudder, his heart beat fast, and he hesitated in his steps. This time, I have to investigate anyway!He gritted his teeth and walked towards Li Wuxin's grave. As he approached step by step, he found that the crying came from behind Li Wuxin's tombstone.When he stopped in front of the grave, the crying suddenly disappeared.However, he was sure that someone was hiding behind the tombstone, because he clearly saw a few strands of white messy hair exposed behind the tombstone! "Who? Who's there? Haven't come out yet!" Yun Jisang shouted, secretly pinching a few more 'Raksha tears' in his hand. The people behind the tombstone were silent. , Just when Yun Jisang wanted to see the man's true face, an old and hoarse voice sounded: "Xiao Shanzi, is that you?" An old face poked out from behind the tombstone. Under the moonlight, that dirty and ugly face is so familiar, it is the old woman in that small village丨Why is she here?Did someone take her up the mountain, or did she come by herself?Why did she go to Li Wuxin's tomb alone late at night and cry?What does she have to do with the puppet door? "Xiao Shanzi, you were also caught here by Shaaner? Run! Run! Shaaner is coming!" the old woman panicked while looking around furtively. "Grandma, why did you come here? Did you have no face to arrest you?" Yun Jisang squatted in front of her and asked softly. The mother-in-law suddenly stretched out her index finger and made a gesture on her lips: "Shh...keep your voice down, No Face is nearby, don't be overheard by it..." "Have you seen Shameless? Where is it?" "It... it's here, it's here..." The old woman slowly pressed her head against Li Wuxin's grave, her face full of horror, "Listen, listen! It's talking to me again..."" "It spoke to you? What did it say?" The old woman didn't answer, she kept muttering: "...take out your kidneys, so that you have feet and can't walk; dig out your liver, so that you can't see; gouge out your heart, so that you can't speak..." A shudder ran down his spine, and he shivered violently.What the hell is going on here?Why did her words exactly match the murderer's modus operandi? To remove your kidneys so that you will have feet and cannot walk; to dig out your liver so that you will have eyes and cannot see—is this the original intention of the murderer?If this is the case, the murderer will kill another person, so who is the sentence "cut out your heart so that you can't speak"?Isn't the murderer taking people's internal organs to develop puppets?When he discovered Li Wuxin's secret room, he thought he was close to the truth, but he fell into the fog again in a blink of an eye. He was contemplating when he suddenly heard rustling footsteps not far away, so he stood up and looked intently.The wild grass is luxuriant, and the lonely lamp is blurred.The dim light led a snow-like white dress to float out of the grass and slowly walk towards this side. "Who?" Yun Jisang asked in a deep voice. "It's me." A woman answered softly, and under the light, Mei Zhaoxue's beautiful face was revealed.Yun Jisang raised his forehead slightly: "So it's Mrs. Cao. It's a quiet night, and Mrs. comes to the grave alone. Aren't you afraid of encountering some evil things?" She put down a small basket in front of Li Wuxin's grave, and said calmly: "It will be Qingming soon, I'll burn some paper figurines for Wuxin. I thought no one would come at this time, but I didn't expect Shaoxia Yun to be here." "Paper people? Not paper money?" "Wuxin liked puppets the most when he was alive. Now I burn some paper puppets for him, so that he won't be lonely in the underworld..." Said early, Mei Zhaoxue took three five-inch high paper puppets from the basket, and placed them in front of Li Wuxin's tomb one by one. All lit up. The white paper puppet twisted and struggled in the bright golden flame, making a slight crackling sound, like the groan of an unyielding soul. Mei Zhaoxue clasped her hands together and murmured the Great Compassion Mantra: "Namo Holatana Duolayeye, Namo Aliyapo Lujiedi Shuobalaye, Bodhisattva Poya, Mahasattva Pooh..." Yun Jisang watched her silently from the side, the flames fluttered in the wind, illuminating her beautiful face uncertainly.After reading it several times, Mei Zhaoxue stopped. "Didn't Madam convert to God? Why are you chanting the Great Compassion Mantra again?" Yun Jisang asked. "Although I believe in Christ, Wuxin believes in Buddhism. When I come to visit his grave, I naturally have to follow Wuxin's will." Mei Zhaoxue replied flatly. "Since Madam is reciting the Great Compassion Mantra, you must know the origin of the Great Compassion Mantra?" Mei Zhaoxue shook her head slowly: "I'm an ignorant and ignorant person, I only know that this is the divine mantra of Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, which makes Yun Shaoxia laugh." "This Great Compassion Mantra comes from the Dharani Sutra of Thousand-Armed Thousand-Eyed Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva's Great Compassion, Perfect Compassion, and Great Compassionate Heart. You should know Avalokitesvara, right?" Yun Jisang asked, staring at Mei Zhaoxue's eyes. "Know a thing or two." "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva once made a grand oath in front of the World Honored One: If all people sincerely recite my name, they should also recite the name of my teacher Amitabha Tathagata, and then recite this Dharani mantra. If you can recite it five times a night, you can Eliminate hundreds of thousands of kalpas and serious crimes of life and death." Yun Jisang stretched out his hand, and bent his five fingers back one by one: "I have counted, Madam just recited it five times just now, it means that brother Li really has millions One hundred million kalpas, life and death felonies have all been wiped out by Madam, it is really gratifying." Mei Zhaoxue's face changed slightly, and she said coldly: "What does Young Xia Yun mean by this?" Yun Jisang's eyes turned to the tombstone in front of him again: "Although Guanyin Bodhisattva is kind and compassionate, he is too naive. If a person really commits incomparable murders and commits unforgivable crimes, how many times can he recite the incantation?" Can you be freed?" "Death is like a lamp going out. Even if there is a great sin, after death, all the sins will be gone with the wind. What do you think, Young Xia Yun?" Mei Zhaoxue asked back. Yun Jisang reached out and patted the tombstone: "Since Madam believes in Christ, she should know that even if God is merciful and forgiving, some sinners will still go to hell." "Hell... as long as we can meet again, what about going to hell?" Mei Zhaoxue's sigh was as light as a fallen leaf in the wind. "In this case, Yun has nothing to say, so I will leave first." Yun Jisang glanced at the old woman, and the old man was still leaning on the tombstone and murmured, "This mother-in-law is also pitiful." I hope Madam will take more care of you." "Young Xia Yun, don't worry." "It's cold at night, Ma'am, take care." After saying that, Yun Jisang waved his long sleeves and wanted to leave. "Young Xia Yun stay!" Mei Zhaoxue said suddenly.Yun Jisang paused, and said calmly, "Madam, what advice do you have?" Mei Zhaoxue was silent for a moment, and said quietly: "It is ominous for those who see Yuan Yu, but disaster for those who are wise enough to hide. Young Xia Yun is good at doing things for himself." Thank you Madam for your kind words. " Quji Sang nodded slightly, turned around and left. Behind her, Mei Zhaoxue looked at the three paper puppets that were gradually burning to ashes, with a mysterious smile on her lips. The wind was still as stern as a song, and the sleeves of his clothes tightly hugged Yun Jisang's footsteps, restraining his steps.The horror and mystery of this night, like a long black tentacle, wrapped around him tightly until it turned into fragments of shadows in the depths of his soul. But so what? Since there is light, there must be a meaning of shadow.Just like encounter and separation, longing and distance, bitterness and salvation, they are inseparable from each other and will always be a clear and distinct one. The existence of darkness is not scary, because of it, there is the warmth of looking at the light in the distance.Looking at the Yingying figure at the door of Ouxiangju, he thought with relief. The thickest darkness has passed, and the sunlight, like a white thread, penetrates down from the clouds, awakening the earth.