The Demon and the Puppeteer

"Does the name Non-Drug have any meaning?"

"The seven souls are famous: Corpse Dog, Fu Shi, Sparrow Yin, Swallow Thief, Non-Poison, Elimination, Smelly Lung, corresponding to Joy, Anger, Sorrow, Fear, Love, Evil, and Desire respectively. Blood Soul Stone Fragments... Non-Poison ...love...the little wolf puppet...seem to be able to correspond."

"Can putting pieces of fairy stone into a puppet give it life?"

"Probably not, first of all, the production of puppets should reach the level of officials' making, to endow puppets with preliminary souls, and secondly, to put fragments of fairy stones into puppets to make them effective requires profound mana... Today, the aura of heaven and earth is thin, demons and ghosts They are almost disappearing, many gods have lost the faith of mortals and died, and mortals practice very little and it is extremely difficult to achieve, who can have such magic power..."

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This day is the [-]th anniversary of Tao Ran’s death. There are a row of luxury cars parked in front of the Tao Ran Memorial Hall. People usually only need to pay at the door to enter. On this day, only tickets can be entered. It is also arched to a certain height, and it is difficult for ordinary people to grab it, so most of the people who come are celebrities.

Since there was only one ticket, Yan Ziyu had to shrink it down to the size of a thumb and put it next to Han Jizhi's pocket as a decoration.

"Officer, have you felt the connection of Feidu?"

"No, but the other connection I felt the last time I was here is still there."

"Should it be related to Tao Ran's puppet? Tao Ran corresponds to 'Xi', so it should be a dead dog, right?"

"Maybe."

Han Jizhi walked into the Tao Ran Memorial Hall, where it could be seen that some money was spent to decorate the hall. There was a Tao Ran puppet in the middle, but it was covered with a red cloth. It was obvious that Fan Xiaowei wanted to give everyone a surprise.

When more people came one after another, Fan Xiaowei gathered everyone in front of the Tao Ran puppet, and excitedly pulled the corner of the red cloth: "Everyone, in memory of my wife, Tao Ran, a master of comedy, I specially asked the Xianyuan puppet to remake a real person." Puppet, personally, I like this puppet better, because I prefer to see my wife happy, and everyone who appreciates my wife's comedy show thinks so too, now, please watch..."

Fan Xiaowei pulled down the red cloth, revealing Tao Ran's real puppet made by Han Jizhi, a smiling and elegant woman with lifelike eyebrows and eyes.

Everyone praised:

"So beautiful!"

"That's right. Compared with the previous one, the previous one feels old. It's time to replace it with a new one."

"Master Tao Ran is still more suitable for a happy expression."

"I miss it so much. When I go back, I will read the master's works again."

"I think the previous one is better." A black-robed woman approached Han Jizhi, her face was completely covered by a scarf, veil, and sunglasses, and her eyes fell on Han Jizhi's face through the sunglasses, her voice was slightly stiff, "I heard Tao Ran has been troubled by depression during her lifetime, the former one is the real her, isn't she?"

Han Jizhi let out a "huh".

The woman in black robe looked back and smiled with satisfaction, then turned to look at Fan Xiaowei, who was talking with a visitor, when the two of them finished talking, the woman walked up.

"It's strange, that woman."

"It's a dead dog."

"What? Is it the other connection felt by the officials?

"Ah."

"What is it going to do?"

Yan Ziyu stared closely at the woman's every move, and pricked up his ears, ready to listen to the conversation between the two.

The woman in black walked up to Fan Xiaowei and stared at him silently for a long time. Fan Xiaowei pretended to cough twice to cover up the sudden uneasiness in his heart: "Are you also a fan of Tao Ran?"

"No." The woman lifted her veil and let it fall to the ground, then took off her sunglasses and hung them on her neckline, her voice was calm, "I'm Tao Ran."

Fan Xiaowei shuddered for a moment, then forced a smile and said, "Don't be kidding, but you look pretty good."

"Really." The woman smiled, put on her sunglasses, turned around, Fan Xiaowei heaved a sigh of relief, the next moment, the woman's hand had penetrated into his heart, and then, the hand covered in Fan Xiaowei's blood penetrated into her own A blood-red stone was pulled out from his chest, and the bright red blood stained the bright red bloodstone. It was hard to tell which was redder, and the woman fell straight on the ground.

The rest of the people didn't see it, because Yan Ziyu immediately activated the illusion and changed back to the original shape, holding the stone in his hand.

"Officer!" Yan Ziyu held the blood-stained stone, his hands were also blood-stained, and the blood gushing from Fan Xiaowei's heart was all under his feet, he shouted joyfully amidst the strong smell of blood, "It's a fragment of the fairy stone !"

How can a human heart spurt so much blood?

Han Ji subconsciously thought of his chest. There was a scar left after the stitches were removed. The skin and flesh were intact.

He approached Fan Xiaowei, Fan Xiaowei still had a bit of sanity left, his chest with holes heaved violently, his eyes were loose, and he said the last sentence in his life: "She knew...she came for revenge..."

"Take back the illusion." Han Jizhi walked back into the crowd, Yan Ziyu shrunk back into Han Jizhi's pocket.

The scene of the dead man was suddenly exposed to everyone's eyes, someone screamed, and there was a commotion.

An old man in his 60s suddenly rushed up and knelt beside the dead dog, tears streaming down his face.

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City A news report: At [-]:[-] this morning, a murder case occurred in the Tao Ran Memorial Hall. Tao Ran’s husband, Fan Xiaowei, was killed by a real puppet manipulated by humans. Everyone present said that they did not see the puppet murder. According to the images taken by the camera, this is confirmed. The police suspect that this is a well-planned murder case. The father of the suspect Tao Ran was questioned. According to him, Fan Xiaowei used his father to inherit Tao Ran’s property. Depression killed Tao Ran and then disguised him as a suicide, and now Fan Xiaowei's death is God's retribution.The police are further proving the authenticity of Tao Ran's father's statement. If Fan Xiaowei was responsible for Tao Ran's death, the suspects who killed Fan Xiaowei may be further extended to Tao Ran's fanatical fans.

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My name is corpse dog.The master gave me a new life and a new name.

Ten years ago, the master made me and gave me a pair of melancholy eyes. I use these eyes to stare at the visitors passing by me. No one notices my gaze, because my eyes are empty and wooden. Yes, dead.Fan Xiaowei didn't notice my gaze either.

In my vague memory, Fan Xiaowei was my husband and I loved him very much, so I was more inclined to look at him than other visitors, even though I saw him very rarely.

I stayed motionless in the Tao Ran Memorial Hall for nearly ten years. I thought I would stay forever until I was eroded by time, but the master found me.

He put a stone into my chest, it's hard to say what it felt like at first, a puppet doesn't feel it, but I felt the weight of my chest, and a burst of joy quickly filled my whole body and disappeared quickly, my memory became It became clearer and clearer that I realized that I was very unhappy.

It turned out that the most important people in my memory did not love me, the parents who severed ties with me, and the husband who accompanied me to the end.But it doesn't matter, after all, the original me is already dead.

Although I know Fan Xiaowei doesn't love me, I still like to stare at him. The master taught me how to use my limbs, so I can go to him without waiting for him. My limbs, they are not only beautiful decorations, but also very beautiful. easy to use.

I have been secretly following him, staring at him, when he went to restaurants, when he sang karaoke with his friends, when he was looking for women... The master did not allow me to appear in front of Fan Xiaowei, so I could only watch him secretly , I like watching him.

On the ninth day, Fan Xiaowei learned that I had left the Tao Ran Memorial Hall. He gave up on me without hesitation and chose to re-customize a puppet.

I asked the master: How about making puppets compared with the master Han Jizhi?

The master smiled and said: He is not as good as me.The puppets he made are illusory puppets in the mouths of customers, and the puppets I made are real real puppets.

I felt relieved, the puppet made by Han Jizhi was actually a counterfeit, and I was the real one, because I had Tao Ran’s real memory. I am very grateful to the master, who must have spent a lot of energy in investigating the cause of my death when making me.No one can replace me.

This day is the tenth anniversary of my death, the master gave me a ticket, I am very happy, the master finally allowed me to appear in front of Fan Xiaowei, although only in front of him alone.

I hid my face and came to the Tao Ran Memorial Hall. I really wanted to say a few words to my husband face to face. I loved him so much when I was alive.

I walked up to him and took off my disguise. He was very scared. I didn’t want to scare him. There are too many people in the memorial hall. Tell him about me when he's alone.

I was about to leave, but the next second I inserted my seemingly soft but firm hand into my husband's chest.

It's not what I want to do, really, I loved him so much when I was alive, even though he killed me once.

My limbs began to be uncontrollable, as if an invisible hand was controlling me, I inserted my hand into my own chest again, and took out the source of my life, that blood-red stone, really Red……

Consciousness suddenly collapsed, and the moment I fell down, I saw my father. He was very old, talking to others, with a smile on his face, did he come to see me... I have no chance to ask .

I'm not a corpse dog, I'm not Tao Ran, I'm just a marionette.