I heard that whatever I write will come true [Transmigration Book]

Hearing what he said, Huan Chengzhi took a deep look at him with the eyes of someone who had experienced it, and said "just get used to it" comfortingly, then turned around and returned in the direction he came from.

Mo Li still looked like he hadn't recovered, and stared blankly at his back for a while, until Huan Chengzhi turned his head and shouted again, and finally he followed him as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Not to mention the way back.

By the time this person and puppet returned to the top of the mountain, He Yufan had already got up and started to put the mirror and magic sword into the Qiankun bag.

Hearing the sound, he looked up at Huan Chengzhi, and said with a smile: "Have you got the materials?"

"I got it." Huan Chengzhi replied: "The wood is too big to take out, let's talk about it when we get back."

He Yufan nodded when he heard the words, and then asked about the situation of Mo Li, who had opened his eyes, and continued to ask after the latter nodded to indicate that he was fine, "Then do we need to find other materials now?"

"That's enough." Mo Li shook his head and responded lightly, but his brows were still furrowed and he was rubbing his chin, not showing any intention of taking action for a while.

Seeing this, He Yufan was a little puzzled: "Brother Mo, what's the problem?"

Mo Li shook his head slowly, struggled for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Actually, I do have doubts, Brother He, how did you know there would be Wuxinmu there?"

"This..." He Yufan scratched his head, grinned and said, "Tianjing told me, but I also feel a little strange about it. This guy has always disliked me. I feel that he can take the initiative to help me find materials. A little flattered."

He Yufan answered these words without the slightest hesitation, and his demeanor and expression were so normal that he didn't seem to be lying at all.

But even so, Mo Li's doubts intensified a lot.But thinking about what Huan Chengzhi said to him before, after turning all the remaining questions in his mouth, he swallowed them all back.

He felt that now he seemed to understand how He Yufan felt when he posed that question to him when they first met.

And at this moment, he also identified a problem——

He Yufan is indeed a person favored by heaven.

As for the reason?

Mo Li touched his chin.

I don't know if it's because he heard too much of what He Yufan told him about the rumors that Molan Pavilion can solve the confusion.

In short, at this moment, he always had an inexplicable feeling that it would not be long before they all knew the reason why He Yufan had such a miraculous physique.

After finding the main materials, the three of them no longer needed to stay on the crater.

Fortunately, when we came here, the road was almost opened, so the way back was much faster in terms of time, and the sun had just risen above the head, and the three of them had already returned to the underground of Mo Lan Pavilion valley.

Afterwards, as agreed at the beginning, the two of Huan Chengzhi followed Mo Li, starting from the most basic wood cutting, and began to learn the art of making puppets step by step.

Both of them are novices, and neither has much experience in carpentry, so when they first started, it was naturally impossible to directly use the good piece of heartless wood.However, there are also a lot of wood in this underground valley, and it is definitely enough for practice.

"You said, if it's a son, shouldn't we be children?"

Holding the magic sword in his hand, He Yufan gestured for a while on the three-foot-long wooden bar in front of him, and asked Huan Chengzhi in his mouth.

There was a piece of wood similar to him in front of the latter. Hearing this question, he shook his head without thinking about it and said, "Do you really think your son is a normal human being who can grow up with time?"

He Yufan was a little dissatisfied with his description, but there was no way to refute the truth.So he curled his lips, and still raised his eyebrows and said, "But if you just make an adult like Mo Kong, wouldn't it be strange to call him a son?"

"So just be a boy."

As Huan Chengzhi said, he swung the long sword in his hand twice, and only heard two soft "shua shua" sounds, and the wood in front of him was cut to a length that was exactly the same length as the boy's body.He bent down to pick up the piece of wood, weighed it in his hand twice, and continued to ask: "It's so big, it's just not like a baby to be hugged, and the power it can accumulate is not too small, what do you think? OK?"

He Yufan blinked, and before answering, he turned his head and consulted Mo Li, who was watching beside him, with his eyes.

"Actually, to be serious, things like puppets should be easier to use with an adult's physique." Mo Li stroked his chin, stared at the wooden stick that Huan Chengzhi chopped out for a while, and then stretched out his hand to gesture to the two of them. He added a new length and said: "If you are taller, you will be more flexible in manipulation. Just like the proportion of Mokong. Of course, if you don't plan to use him as a weapon, it doesn't matter how long it is."

He Yufan nodded.After hesitating for a second, he still asked a question that left the other two speechless: "Then if he is too young, can my son protect himself?"

Mo Li's usually calm expression cracked for a moment when he was asked, but after taking a deep breath, he still tried his best to remain calm and said: "There are some factors in body skills, but the puppeteer's control is the most important. So congratulations Brother, if you don’t want your puppet to be injured, just practice the art of manipulation. If you can’t beat it, at least you can run it.”

After Mo Li finished speaking, he paused for two seconds, and as if he remembered something, he told the two of them that he was going to get the book, and then turned around and went to the study first.

The remaining two, Huan Chengzhi, looked at each other, He Yufan grinned, and the former understood: "I knew he would be wrong about you."

"Is it all right for you to be right?" He Yufan spread his hands and smiled, "Our son will have a spiritual creature with a soul in the future, so how could he use me as a tie?"

"you are right."

Huan Chengzhi reluctantly agreed.

Although he really wanted to say that the expectation of his Taoist couple was a bit of a fantasy, but thinking that the fantasy has come true for so long, he still didn't say it out of emotion and reason.After pausing for a while, he added: "As for the question of whether the son can protect himself, you can just ask him directly after he has a spirit. Anyway, we only cut off a branch of the Wuxin tree. If you are not satisfied, it's a big deal. Just cut it and redo it.”

He Yufan listened to what he said, and after thinking for a moment, he felt that it made sense.

He took the piece of wood that Huan Chengzhi had cut into his hand and looked at it for a second, before he nodded and said: "Then let's make it so big for now, you're right, let the son choose us when the time comes." It’s okay to change.”

After finishing speaking, he stopped talking nonsense. He lowered his head and began to compare the size of his torso, humming a little tune and scratching his limbs.

Seeing the expectant look of his Taoist companion, Huan Chengzhi naturally wouldn't say anything to spoil the fun.Just waiting for Moli over there to bring back the cheat book, he flipped through it and studied it to learn the splicing and carving later.

Perhaps it was because He Yufan's expectations were too high, even so strong that they could be contagious.

In short, in the next half a month, whether it is teaching or learning, the three of them are in a state of confidence and expectation, as if...

"It's like being pregnant for a few months before giving birth."

He Yufan put the carved wooden fingers on the back of the wooden hand beside him, and said bluntly: "I really feel that my current mentality is like that of a pregnant woman, but people will be born when the time comes, and I will make it out of it." That's all."

Huan Chengzhi was twitched by his descriptive words, and then looked down at the little wooden finger that was snapped off by He Yufan's excessive force. He said seriously: "It's not me, it's you!" Learning speed and production efficiency, we can create a baby that is enough for people to conceive and give birth."

He Yufan paused: "You said it would take me ten months to make a son?"

"I'm afraid it won't stop."

This time there was no need for Huan Chengzhi to answer the conversation, Mo Li had already answered the conversation helplessly from the side.He said: "Brother He, I have told you many times that the splicing of this puppet is mostly skillful. You have broken dozens of fingers and dozens of arms so far. If you continue like this, Not to mention ten months, I'm afraid that if Fellow Daoist Huan finished the work there, you won't see any progress here."

As Mo Li said, he stretched out his hand and picked up the hand that He Yufan had just broken off, took another finger himself, and stuck it into the upper joint of the palm like a demonstration.After moving it up and down twice, he continued: "Look, this will do."

He Yufan twitched the corners of his mouth, and thanked him a little embarrassedly.

After taking back the wooden palm, he experimented again according to Mo Li's explanation.

Just heard a crisp sound of "click".

He Yufan: "..."

Well, in terms of ingenuity, he is indeed far inferior to Huan Chengzhi in talent.

After so many days of observation, the other two are actually familiar with this situation.So they just looked at each other and smiled helplessly, and didn't say anything more.

I don't know if it's because Huan Chengzhi has used the sword for too long, and he is much more experienced than He Yufan in terms of strength control and cutting.In short, since the two started to learn how to make puppets, things went in a direction completely opposite to what was originally expected.

For example, at the beginning, He Yufan was already mentally prepared to complete the great cause of creating a child by himself.

But now it seems that this mental preparation should be done by Huan Chengzhi.

Time flies by in the day-to-day chopping and splicing of several people. After a month, He Yufan was finally able to put together a human figure, and Huan Chengzhi's side was finally able to form a human figure. The chopping of the details and the final stitching are not too much of a problem.

"Practice two more complete puppets, and you can almost start using Wuxinmu." Mo Li carefully checked the results of the two of them, and finally gave Huan Chengyi a look of admiration, and couldn't help it. He boasted: "If it weren't for the fact that I am sure that my family has not had any demon cultivators for generations, I would have doubted whether you, Daoist Huan, are also the descendants of my Mohist family."

Huan Chengzhi nodded and smiled lightly, thanking him.

But without waiting for him to say anything more, Mo Li frowned, and suddenly turned his head to look at the distance on the other side.

This kind of situation is not uncommon in more than a month, so it was only a momentary shock, and He Yufan asked clearly: "Did the people from the Li family start attacking the mountain again?"

Mo Li nodded, and while manipulating Mo Kong to see the situation as before, he couldn't help but said: "Speaking of which, I have never asked Brother He how you provoked them? I have come here every now and then in this month, every time Even if there are casualties, you don’t give up, just from this perseverance, it’s not like a petty grudge, right?”

"This..."

He Yufan frowned and thought for a moment.

Although they only fought back a few times out of self-preservation, the prisoner's daughter killed her husband...

It seems that their enmity with the Li family is really big?

He was thinking here, but Huan Chengzhi had already explained the matter over there.

It's just that he was vague on the issue of his identity, and mainly drew Qiu to "killing his husband".

Hearing what he said, Mo Li didn't think too much, just frowned and nodded, "I said that you two don't smell bad of blood, no matter how you think about it, you shouldn't have committed the murder on your own initiative. .”

He Yufan was a little embarrassed when he heard this.

After all, judging from the blood stained by the murder after the magic sword recognized its master, the bloody smell on his body shouldn't be too thin, right?

However, he didn't have much time to think about it. Mo Kong seemed to have arrived there, and Mo Li's expression suddenly became more serious. He pursed his lips slightly and said, "This time is different from the previous few times. They seem to be looking for help."

He Yufan was stunned: "Then let's go out and solve it first, and then continue to deal with it when we come back?"

"No need." Mo Li waved his hand, stopping He Yufan's movement, and said, "It's just that there are more costumes in the team this time that I haven't seen before, and their way of breaking the mechanism seems to be much smoother. It should be united." Anyone who has thoughts about me, Mo Lan Pavilion, but Mo Kong can handle it, so Brother He doesn't need to worry about it."

Mo Li answered with confidence, but He Huan and He Huan looked at each other, and they both read similar entanglements in each other's eyes.

Taking advantage of Mo Li closing his eyes to control Mo Kong, Huan Chengzhi asked He Yufan from the bottom of his heart, "Is the plot you told me about starting now?"

"I don't know." The corner of He Yufan's mouth twitched, and he also responded in his heart: "It's not that you don't know, I just have an outline, and I can't tell the exact time and place. But I feel a little flustered now. No, we're still..."

Before he could finish speaking, Huan Chengzhi cupped his hands at Mo Li first and said, "Friend Mo, it's not that we don't believe in Mo Kong's strength, but after all, two fists are no match for four hands. There are too many opponents, so there is a helper It's better than nothing."

For his request, Mo Li was obviously displeased with suspicion.

But seeing Huan Chengzhi's serious look, he struggled for a moment, then nodded and said: "Then I will go with you, after all, they are attacking the mountain of my Molan Pavilion, no matter who the target is, I will never attack." It’s best to stay here alone for safety.”

After he finished speaking, he didn't give Huan Chengzhi and the two of them a chance to refuse, so he got up first, and took the lead to walk out of the valley.

This time the other two didn't stop anything, after all, Mo Li led the way, at least they didn't have to dodge the traps along the way.

The three of them didn't delay their efforts, it was only a stick of incense time, and they could hear the fighting and screaming in front of them from a distance.

He Yufan took two quick steps, and was about to stretch his neck to look forward, but was suddenly pulled by Huan Chengzhi from behind.Before he recovered, a sharp sword flew out from below close to the tip of his nose.

"You know how to run forward, but you should look at some tricks!"

Huan Chengzhi growled and shouted, the voice sounded many times more nervous than him.

He Yufan knew he was in the wrong, so he had no choice but to give the other party a smile at this time, while promising: "I won't run around, so I'll just follow you?"

Huan Chengzhi frowned and stared at him, but he sighed, hummed and didn't say anything more.

At this point, the three of them finally entered the front of the battlefield.As a gust of wind blew past, the smell of blood in the air also flooded into the nostrils.

He Yufan felt a little uncomfortable from the smell, but when he looked up at the puppet dancing the dance of death in the crowd, not to mention a little itchiness on his nose, even the unsettled fear in his heart, It was also completely wiped out in the shock.

Among the group of bluish-white Taoist robes over there, Mo Kong was holding two long knives tightly in both hands, and following Mo Li's ten fingers, he was tirelessly flying through the crowd in extremely difficult postures.

The cold light touched by the long knife, accompanied by the sound of lingering wind, is the splash of blood.

His thin lips were slightly pursed, his face was cold.Those eyes made of precious stones were also cold, like an evil ghost returning from hell, calm but full of a fragrance called "death".

He Yufan stared blankly at the puppet's movements for a moment.It wasn't until Huan Chengzhi raised his hand and shook it twice in front of his eyes that he suddenly came back to his senses and said, "I suddenly felt that Mo Kong was really handsome when he was fighting. But..."

"But it's more like a pure weapon, isn't it?"

Mo Li spoke from the side, and the movement of his hands stopped.Looking forward at the enemy who had already killed most of them, he said: "I also have this feeling, but when I calm down, I feel that it seems that only at this moment, he is alive. .”

After finishing speaking, he paused for a moment, smiled again, and added: "Sure enough, it's a bit contradictory, but Brother He, I believe you can understand me, right?"

He Yufan was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Mo Li's description is indeed somewhat contradictory, but it is not difficult to understand. After all, a puppet that was made for fighting, except when it is used as a weapon, how can it have a spirit existence...

No, obviously there are.

He Yufan glanced at Mo Li beside him who took a deep breath and started a new round of attacks.Silently added in my heart.

Mo Kong was indeed born for fighting, and he did his best to make a weapon.But his spirit will never only appear in battle.

It's just a lack of opportunity...

He Yufan thought about it, and then turned his gaze back to the crowd fighting together in the distance.

Mo Kong's movements were quick, and he clearly had the upper hand at this time.If he took the initiative to help, it would probably disrupt his rhythm, but instead, he would hinder each other, which would be a waste of help.

Huan Chengzhi naturally understood this too, so he stood there with his sword in hand, just waiting for the opportunity, and didn't move for a long time.

As for the crowd who fought with Mo Kong to the point where they were nearly wiped out, let alone their kung fu, the clothes on their bodies are obviously divided into two styles. Just by looking at them, one can understand that these are two different organizations .

They have seen the clothes on the other side before, and they are from the Li family.And the man in white over there...

"Changyue Gate." Huan Chengzhi whispered in his ear: "You have seen this too, the time you met Wang Yuzhe, do you still remember?"

He Yufan nodded: "Why are they everywhere?"

Huan Chengzhi sneered: "Because scavengers like to join in when something goes wrong."

"Your metaphor is good." He Yufan grinned, but when he spoke, he suddenly felt a hard-to-ignore gaze on him.

While the hairs were standing upside down, his eyes hurriedly looked around.

It didn't take much effort, just in an instant, he saw a woman looking at him outside the battlefield separated by dozens of people.

That woman was very beautiful, her black hair was like a waterfall, and her white clothes were as snowy as snow. The beauty on her forehead had willow eyebrows and almond eyes.

However, at this moment, those eyes that were supposed to be all kinds of charms were filled with icy coldness. Just being stared at like this gave He Yufan a sense of creepiness in vain.

"that……"

He Yufan opened his mouth, wanting to ask Huan Chengzhi about that person's identity.But before the words could come out, he was pulled aside forcefully.

Looking at the place before, there are already seven or eight silver needles emitting green light on the ground.

Although this situation was not unexpected, it still surprised He Yufan.

He subconsciously took two steps towards Huan Chengzhi's side, and while taking out the magic sword, he raised his eyes to look at the opposite side, but he couldn't find the woman at all.

"People are gone."

It was Huan Chengzhi who responded, and he squeezed He Yufan's uncontrollably trembling hand into his palm with one hand at his side, and continued: "That person is the wife of the Li family. I originally thought that this woman was a bit tricky." I don't know where to go, but now it seems that I have somewhat underestimated her strength."

He Yufan nodded in agreement.

But before he could say anything, Huan Chengzhi flew out and rushed to the center of the battlefield.

The wind passed by.

In the long humming, he heard Huan Chengzhi say: "Take Mo Li away, they are here for the puppets."