The Demon and the Puppeteer

The three souls dominate the seven souls.

Three souls: Taiguang, Shuangling, Youjing.

Seven Souls: Corpse Dog, Fu Shi, Sparrow Yin, Swallowing Thieves, Non-Poison, Elimination of Poison, Smelly Lung.

After a person dies, the three souls leave the body: the fetal light goes to the sky, the refreshing spirit enters the earth, the ghost wanders in the world waiting for reincarnation, and the seven souls dissipate.

1000 years ago, Daoist Gui Chen occasionally obtained two fairy stones: Blood Soul Stone and Blood Soul Stone, which can condense the three souls and seven souls of a person into a physical body.

Afterwards, Taoist Master Guichen returned to vulgar life, and his common name was Han Xuan. He began to make and sell puppets. Using the blood soul stone, he introduced the ghost spirit of the deceased into the puppets, giving them ignorant life.

Because Han Xuan disturbed the reincarnation of the world, he was punished by heaven.

Afterwards, Han Xuan started to make and sell puppets. Although he no longer introduced ghosts and souls, due to the hidden effect of the blood soul stone and the blood soul stone, the puppets he made were all lifelike, and the Han family gradually grew.

After 1000 years--

This is an era of the fall of the gods.

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Late at night, a waning moon hangs in the sky, and the cold moonlight shines on the bluestone road. There are ancient buildings with white walls and black tiles on both sides of the road.

Han Jizhi walked on the quaint, quiet streets, like a lonely ghost.

Walking and walking, a man in a red robe appeared in the distance, with a slender waist and waist-length hair, looking back with a lonely smile, with a vague charm, he was vaguely a very beautiful man.

Consciousness is chaotic, and the body has followed it involuntarily.

From time to time, the man turned his head back and hid his face and smiled, only revealing a pair of narrow and long eyes, the brown eyes were breathtaking.

Unknowingly, I came to a gloomy mansion, with the word "Han Mansion" written on the tall plaque.

Han Jizhi paused slightly when he saw the plaque, and then followed the man through the door.

In an abandoned room, the corners are full of broken puppets, each with empty eyes, looking at the void.

The door was pushed open with a "squeak", and the moonlight poured in. The man stood where the moonlight was, with his head tilted slightly, his eyelashes drooping, his red lips slightly hooked, his slender white hands resting on his waist, his fingers fluttering nimbly , silk sash hanging down, robe loose.

The man turned sideways, his delicate collarbone and fair chest were half hidden in the loose clothes, he slowly raised his eyes, with a trace of water in his eyes, facing the stiff boy at the door:

"Officer, are you coming?"

Han Jizhi suddenly opened his eyes, got out of bed, went to the window and opened the curtains. It was dark outside the window, the lights on the side of the road were dim and no one was passing by, and the stray cat from nowhere was crying like a baby.

Draw the curtains, turn on the light, the room is as bright as day, standing in front of the desk, there is a piece of rice paper on the table, there is a picture of a man in a red robe on the paper, only missing a pair of eyes.

Han Jizhi closed his eyes, recalled carefully, picked up the wolf brush, dipped in ink, and wrote.

The next morning, Han Jizhi got up as usual. He was the only one sitting at the dining table. His father, Han Yi, and his mother, Daji, had not seen each other for a week. There are never any superfluous expressions.

After breakfast, Han Jizhi was sent to Leon School by the driver.

Leon School is an aristocratic high school that attaches great importance to the cultivation of art and has trained many master-level artists.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Han Jizhi nodded slightly to the driver, and then got out of the car.

Some girls started screaming excitedly when they saw him.

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"My name is Lu Sinian...Thank you."

A transfer student came to the class, a handsome young man with stage fright, a pair of almond eyes, and a light brown mole below the corner of the eye, occasionally revealing a trace of charm.

The homeroom teacher patted Lu Sinian on the head gently and asked him to sit in front of Alisa.

Alyssa is of mixed race and is Han Jizhi's deskmate.

Holding the hem of his clothes, Lu Sinian timidly walked all the way to the desk and sat down. Alisa greeted him friendly, and he responded with a blushing face. His eyes casually glanced at Han Jizhi, who nodded at him.

Encouraged, Lu Sinian plucked up the courage to say hello to his deskmate Lin En.

Lynn sneered.

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Front page headline: Extreme embarrassment!Lu Tiange was surprised to see Linde's memorial service!

Video: Real Shot. Murloc Entertainment Company Boss Linde Memorial Service

Lin De, the owner of the Murloc Entertainment Company, passed away. His wife Huang Yushan held a memorial service, and superstar Lu Tiange appeared.Lin De and Lu Tiange, a pair of same-sex lovers who were widely blessed by everyone, broke up because Lu Tiange left Murloc Entertainment. The two have never seen each other on the same occasion for more than ten years.What is puzzling is that at the scene of Linde's memorial service, Lu Tiange expressed condolences to Linde's family as a guest, and took the stage to speak. Lu Tiange and Huang Yushan got along well.

Picture: Lu's father and son take a group photo with Lin De's family

Entertainment News: At the Linde memorial service, Huang Yushan invited the famous puppeteer Han Zhen to make Linde's real puppets. The master's craftsmanship is exquisite, so please look forward to it.

Entertainment gossip: Han Yi, the founder of Xianyuan Puppetry, did not show up at Linde's memorial service. The majority of women expressed dissatisfaction. However, some women said that although Han Yi did not show up, their father Han Zhen's appearance in a formal dress also feasted their eyes.

Figure: Photos of Han Zhen joining the army

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This is a completely enclosed room with excellent sound insulation. Various tools are placed in an orderly manner in the room, and the smell of wood chips and paint is filled.

Han Jizhi sat cross-legged on the ground, with a row of carving knives in front of him. He hollowed out the puppet's head in one hand, and picked out a slanted knife in the other hand.

As the pegs were being installed at the eyes, the door was pushed open, and Han Zhen stood at the door with a pale face:

"Next, follow me to the ancestral house."

Han Jizhi was slightly taken aback, and the image of the man in the red robe flashed across his mind. He put down the puppet's head, got up and patted his clothes:

"Grandpa, wait a moment, I'm going to change clothes."

"What is there to change?" Han Zhen said anxiously, "There is no delay."

The Han family's ancestral house is located in the "Ancient Town Street" in S City. All the buildings on that street have a history of more than a hundred years. The local residents are very grateful to the Han family, because the Han family spends a lot of money every year to repair the ancient buildings here. architecture.

It takes five hours to fly from city A to city S.

As the sun set, Han Jizhi was a little dazed as he walked across the bluestone pavement.

He had only seen this familiar quaint street in his dreams.For the past week, he has been able to dream every day.

Han Jizhi has never been to the ancestral house, because the Han family has a rule that only when they are adults can the Han family go to the ancestral house to pay homage, which is a strange rule.

However, he is only 17 years old.

Han Zhen led Han Jizhi to the Han family's ancestral house. This is the oldest building in "Ancient Town Street", with a history of 1000 years. The word "Han Mansion" is inscribed in gold letters on a black background on the front gate.

After the two entered, the gatekeeper slowly closed and locked the gate.

When you come to the ancestral hall, there is a wooden statue of Han Xuan, the ancestor of the Han family, in the middle of the ancestral hall.

Han Zhen couldn't wait to go forward and turn the statue of Han Xuan in the niche, clockwise and counterclockwise three times respectively, and the statue of Han Xuan suddenly rose from the base.

Opening the base of the niche like a box, there is only silk covering inside, nothing else, Han Zhen suddenly swept the niche to the ground:

"It's gone, it's really gone..."

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"There is a saying passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors. 1000 years ago, our ancestors got two fairy stones: blood soul stone and blood soul stone, which can unite people's three souls and seven souls. Our ancestors used fairy stones to make puppets, and the puppets they made seemed to be alive. Our family has been in this business for generations.”

"At first I didn't believe this kind of statement, until the day when I was an adult, my father took me to the ancestral hall and opened the statue. There were two blood-red crystals inside, one big and one small, and the red light shrouded the whole ancestral hall. My father took me My heart's blood dripped on it, and I faintly felt a flesh-and-blood connection with this fairy stone."

"The puppets I made before were soulless puppets. After that, when I made a puppet of a person, I would recall his life and substitute his feelings. The puppet I made seemed to have his soul. Father Said, the fairy stone gives the puppet a virtual soul through our hands."

"However, recently I feel that the connection with Xianshi is getting weaker and weaker. Until I made Linde's puppet, I found that I can no longer find the feeling I used to make puppets. My connection with Xianshi disappeared."

"Han Yi and Daji also disappeared at the same time, so they must have something to do with them."

"Can you imagine? With tools in hand but no way to start, what I finally made is a stiff, ugly, soulless puppet. Can I hand it to Huang Yushan? What will reporters report about me? People in the industry will What do you think of me? I am 63 years old, am I going to experience ruin at this age?"

Han Zhen approached Han Jizhi, his face twisted: "Tell me, what should I do?"

Han Jizhi took a few steps back: "I can do it for you."

Han Zhen laughed loudly: "Yes, you can do it for me. You think you are a genius, and the puppet you make seems to have a soul. In fact, you also rely on fairy stones! Do you know what you are? You are a monster! You are a human A monster born from a puppet! If you didn’t have fairy stone fragments in your body, do you think you can endow a puppet with a soul? Why did I agree to it at the beginning? Daji shouldn’t have created it, and there would be no monster like you. I want Take out the fragments of the fairy stone and correct that mistake, I want the fairy stone..."

Han Zhen pulled out the dagger pinned to his back and approached ferociously.

Han Jizhi turned around and ran, he had a very familiar road, he always walked that road in his dreams recently, he subconsciously ran there, the abandoned room with puppets, the man in red was calling him.

Han Zhen chased after him. Although he was over [-] years old, he was still healthy and strong after exercising every day.

The moment when you enter the door, time seems to be frozen. The incomplete, ancient, and dusty puppets stare at the void with empty eyes. Cobwebs are spread all over every dirty corner, and they also carry the dust of the day. Between the beams.

"Xianshi... Where can you escape to..."

Han Zhen pushed Han Jizhi to the corner, and stabbed out with the dagger without hesitation. Han Jizhi quickly poked his waist, got out from Han Zhen's armpit, turned around and elbowed Han Zhen's neck, Han Zhen grabbed Han Jizhi's shoulder, and passed Shoulder fell, Han Jizhi was slammed on the ground, was about to move, Han Zhen squatted hard and stepped on Han Jizhi's chest, Han Jizhi coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Han Zhen dipped the blood from the corner of Han Jizhi's mouth with the dagger, and slapped the cold knife on Han Jizhi's face. He sighed, "I have never understood why a puppet can give birth to a child, but the child is still a flesh and blood. What is it if it is not a monster? I killed it." Even if you die, no one will hold you accountable..."

He used a dagger to unbutton Han Jizhi's shirt, revealing the boy's strong chest. Han Zhen put his ear on it to listen to his heartbeat, which was very steady.

"Look at you, you don't feel any tension or fear. What's the difference between you and a puppet? What's the point of being alive? Let me help you finish it..."

Pressing down on Han Jizhi's chest with his left hand, he raised the dagger high with his right hand, and stabbed down hard——

A large amount of blood gushed out, splashed Han Zhen's face, and dripped all over the ground for a while.

Han Zhen used the dagger to stir the flesh and blood in Han Jizhi's chest. He remembered that the fairy stone fragments grew together with Han Jizhi's heart...

Han Zhen didn't notice that a stream of Han Jizhi's blood dripping all over the ground snaked into the pile of puppets in the corner. , the blood on the ground dried up.

"Don't look for it."

A soft voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Han Zhen turned his head in shock, only to see a huge fox face facing him, with red flame-like hair and transparent brown eyes glowing coldly, Han Zhen shivered subconsciously, and immediately pulled out the fox face. The dagger on Han Jizhi's body stabbed at the fox's face.

However, this stab was in vain, the fox's face disappeared in an instant, the door suddenly closed itself, and an unbearable stench quickly filled the air. Han Zhen covered his nose, but the stench penetrated everywhere.

Han Zhen tried to open the doors and windows, but the doors and windows became solid like a cage.

Looking back, Han Jizhi had already disappeared out of thin air.