After death with the master

Zhou He recited the Guiling Sutra for them.

His deep and mellow voice sang difficult and obscure scriptures, and the ancient melody soaked his voice, which was more comfortable to listen to than the ancient bells of Taoism.

Ning Sui wanted to see his sleeves fluttering, and the black-gold crane spread its wings in flight, so he let go of Zhou He's sleeves.

However, before his hand dropped down, Zhou He grabbed his hand and held his little hand in his.

Ning Sui was afraid that if he moved again, he would interrupt him, so he could only stand there obediently.

The giant baby's anger gradually dissipated in Zhou He's calm tone.

The illusion around him also disappeared little by little.

Ning Sui watched the black air and resentment in front of him turn into black smoke and float sporadically into the air, commensurate with the early sun that suddenly appeared in the clouds, and felt that the Gui Ling Sutra was indeed very pleasant to listen to.

He thought he could learn it too.

As the illusion was broken, Ning Sui's figure also began to grow taller.

He wasn't worried about whether his cassock would not be able to bear it, because he believed that Zhou He did everything well.

It's just that he and Zhou He are still holding hands.

Ning Sui didn't make any money, but watched Zhou He change his original position of holding his hand into five fingers clasped between his fingers.

After Ning Sui grew back to his original height, the two people's wide sleeves fell down, just enough to cover them.

At least in the eyes of others, they seem to be only a little close.

So Ning Sui was silent for a long time, and finally let Zhou He go.

After they came out of the illusion, they returned to the front of the stele. Widow Chen was still with them, but Ming Zhu and Master Bi were nowhere to be seen.

It must not be an illusion entered here.

And beside the stele, there were two tall and thin people kneeling.

Ning Sui's eyes left the place where he and Zhou He were connected, and fell on them.

I saw these two men in white kowtow to Zhou He: "Master."

Presumably this is the genuine Red Ghost Two Puppet.

Zhou He raised his eyebrows: "I haven't seen you for thousands of years, and you gave me such a big gift? What's the matter? Are you two going to be engaged to pay homage to Gaotang?"

Ning Sui: "?"

After being ridiculed by him, the two puppets were not embarrassed. The man in white on the left raised his body, but still lowered his head, so that people could only see a little cinnabar between his brows: "We failed to protect the red The people of Ghost Town, this is our fault, and I ask the master to come down."

The man on the right has a few black and red patterns at the end of his eyes. He looks strange and coquettish: "It's our negligence. The master wants to kill or cut into pieces, so we will do as we please."

Zhou He twisted his fingers: "So I have always been so unreasonable in your eyes?"

The second red ghost puppets shook their heads quickly, and Zhou He asked again: "Or do you think you can beat Wu Biao?"

The second red ghost continued to shake his head.

Zhou He sighed: "Then why are you still kneeling? Do you really want me to send you into the bridal chamber?"

The two red ghost puppets looked at each other, and stood up obediently.

After they stood up, Ning Sui finally saw what they looked like.

The two puppets are actually very similar in appearance, but one has cinnabar between the eyebrows, and the other has puppet lines at the end of the eyes, which makes it easy to tell them apart.

Noticing Ning Sui's gaze, Zhou He said to him in a warm voice: "The one with a little red between the brows is red, and the one with puppet patterns on me is a ghost."

He paused: "They are both brothers and lovers."

Chen Widow murmured silently from behind: "I just saw them carrying people around earlier."

"Because they are in a coma." Chi explained: "Although we tried our best to stop it, we still couldn't avoid the spread of the charm. Many people were under the spell. But now that the charm has dissipated, they will wake up soon."

The ghost looked at Zhou He expectantly: "Master, do you want to come in and sit down?"

"No." Zhou He borrowed Ning Sui's lifting thread to cut his fingertips, and dotted the blood between the eyebrows of the two red ghosts to nourish them again: "Wu Biao has arrived at Xuanyin, we have to Hurry up."

He read a few scriptures, and the originally stiff movements of the red ghost and puppets became smooth again in an instant, and people didn't feel like they always felt that something was wrong when they looked at it like before.

The two red ghost puppets cupped their hands and thanked Zhou He, Zhou He waved his hands: "Whenever it is decided, please send a message to me."

He bent his eyes and raised his intertwined hands with Ning Sui's: "Your heights are complete."

The two red ghost puppets then knelt down and kowtowed to Ning Sui: "Master."

Ning Sui watched blankly, without moving or making a sound.

Zhou He laughed: "Get up, he is thin-skinned, so he doesn't need to change his address, but in the future, just don't move around and just give a big gift."

He twisted his fingers: "I'm scared just looking at it."

The two red ghost puppets obediently agreed.

Zhou He said again: "It's okay, let's go first."

Chi hesitated for a moment, and finally asked: "Master... I and the ghost have noticed that you have done a lot of puppets in the past 200 years. What is your plan? If so, we..."

"It's nothing." Zhou He interrupted him: "Well, that's because I was stunned."

He said casually, "Let's go."

The two red ghost puppets cupped their hands at the three of them.

The three of them started on the road again, and after they had walked a few miles, Zhou He twirled his fingers and stopped: "Widow Chen, I'll take you back to the capital first."

Chen Widow stopped in her tracks: "Huh?"

Zhou He: "Brother Ning and I are going straight back to the mountain of no return. Things are progressing a little fast. If we continue to procrastinate like this, the ending may not be very good."

Chen Widow subconsciously asked: "Then can I not be with you?"

"I left Mountain of No Return after your brother Ning fell asleep." Zhou He told himself that this was Ning Ning's only friend, so he could only hold back his temper: "I set up a formation, even my senior brother can't get in, but I can get in." It's just you and me, Brother Ning."

He paused, and said sincerely: "If you have to go with us, it's not impossible, but you may turn into a bloody mess when you reach No Return Mountain. You are not afraid of death, I think it is dirty."

There is only one in this world who can make Zhou He not too dirty.

This is the only time when Zhou He was almost thrown out when he was a child.

Chen Widow shrunk his neck silently: "Brother He, are you going to the extreme north? Can you call me when you leave?"

Zhou He twitched his fingers: "No need, there is already a team in the capital ready to go, and now they are waiting for you."

Widow Chen: "Wait for me???"

His eyes widened: "Really???"

His eyes were full of surprise and joy, but Zhou He's next sentence was: "Otherwise? Without you, they would all be driven away by Xuanyin."

Noticing the second appearance of this name, Ning Sui raised his eyes and glanced at Zhou He.

Is Xuanyin the black flood dragon?

Chen Widow happily entered Zhou He's crack, and when he left, he didn't forget to leave a sentence: "I'll see you two fathers in the far north!"

Ning Sui was not very happy about having an extra son.

He only looked at Zhou He: "You know Hei Jiao."

Zhou He nodded: "After you, I stayed with him for more than 200 years, until you woke up."

So his injury was not caused by the black flood dragon.

Because they are friends.

Ning Sui lowered his eyes and said in a flat tone, "Then your injury?"

Zhou He paused, and it took him a long time to realize where the wound Ning Sui was talking about, after all, he was the only place where Ning Sui could see it inadvertently.

He was a little helpless, but he still said vaguely: "It's nothing serious, I did it accidentally."

Zhou He changed the subject: "Ming Zhu, do you still want to kill him? If you want, I'll help you catch him."

Ning Sui didn't answer.

He just remembered that Zhou He didn't have any scars on his body before.

To be a mysterious master, it is impossible not to get hurt.

Zhou He must also have times when he was embarrassed.

He thought maybe it was because Zhou He had some way to remove the scars, so that those big monsters were afraid of him.

After all, no matter who looks at him, he is the god who will not get hurt or bleed.

But why didn't Zhou He get rid of the shallow scar on his wrist?

Have a special meaning?

Ning Sui didn't raise his eyes: "Where did he go?"

Zhou He thought for a while: "Perhaps go and feed blood to those enchanted people. The blood of the big monster is also very nourishing and can help them recover their energy."

Ning Sui raised his eyelids.

Zhou He smiled and rubbed his head: "Don't look at me like that, I didn't mean to excuse him. It's just that he himself loves this land and the people who live here. Otherwise, it would not be possible to have a thousand years ago When Xuanmen was not yet strong, there was no killing ring."

It's not that Ning Sui has never heard of Mingzhu's name in Meili.

He said lightly: "After you kill Wu Biao, you can teach me the Guiling Sutra."

Zhou He raised his eyebrows and responded with a smile.

He opened the gap to go to No Return Mountain, and then let go of Ning Sui's hand: "Go."

Ning Sui raised his foot and walked forward, just like before, he plunged in without looking back.

When he came out of the darkness, what he saw was the Mountain of No Return where he had lived for 13 years.

There are bamboo forests and trees that he is most familiar with.

There is also the bluestone path that he is most familiar with.

Including the clear pool and the boulders by the pool.

There is also a house.

Ning Sui quietly looked at the courtyard without a blank plaque.

He and Zhou He have lived here for 13 years.

It never occurred to him that he would come back here in the future.

Even in this capacity——

Zhou He came out from behind him, hooked his shoulders, and pulled him into his arms: "Welcome home."

Ning Sui let him hug him halfway, and following his sound, all the birds on the tree chirped and repeated his words.

The creatures in No Return Mountain, except for the real fish in the pool, are all puppets.

Ning Sui said: "More than 200 years."

Zhou He raised his eyebrows, thinking that the person in his arms would also say something sad and sad, but Ning Sui said, "You don't need to clean it up?"

Zhou He looked at his serious look and smiled slightly: "Need."

He lifted Ning Sui's chin, forcing Ning Sui to turn his head back to look at him: "But I have to do something else first."

God knows how aggrieved he is when he has just communicated with the child and the child has really shrunk into a child.

Zhou He bowed his head and kissed, Ning Sui subconsciously turned to face him.

The faint scent of incense on Zhou He's body mixed with the breath of No Return Mountain, and everything became the most familiar and nostalgic appearance of Ning Sui.

It was a delusion that he had locked away in the depths of his memory.

But now this delusion is closer to him than before, all the breath and temperature seep in little by little.

Ning Sui originally thought that Zhou He would be hesitant to touch the wound on his lip, but this time it was as violent as ever.

It felt like tearing him apart.

But Zhou He's arms around him were gentle.

As long as Ning Sui wanted to, he could push him away at any time.

But Ning Sui didn't.

Ning Sui just clenched his hand slightly, but the moment he lifted the thread to strangle his fingers, he thought of Zhou He's distressed gaze, so he could only let go silently.

Only when Ning Sui's breathing became completely disordered did Zhou He let go of him.

He put his arms around Ning Sui who was trying to adjust his breathing, and said with a low smile, "Ning Ning, now you won't be nervous because of my contact."

Ning Sui gave a muffled cough, and looked up at Zhou He.

Indeed, he does not get overly tense from physical contact now.

He pursed his lips and licked his wound that was about to heal. Before he could speak, Zhou He kissed him again: "Don't lick."

His voice was hoarse: "It's easy to break the skin."

He said these words almost close to Ning Sui's lips, and all the warm breath sprayed on Ning Sui's mouth, so hot that Ning Sui forgot what he wanted to say.

So today's second kiss fell.

Different from the violent storm like before, this kiss was extraordinarily long and gentle.

Zhou He patiently guided Ning Sui little by little, trying to make people fall into his arms.

However, Ning Sui was really out of breath, but after a while he wanted to push Zhou He away.

He thought that there was nothing behind Zuo Zuo this time, and Zhou He didn't restrain him too much, so he could get away casually.

But when his hands covered Zhou He's shoulders and wanted to use force, Zhou He suddenly wrapped him in his arms, and the hands behind his waist and the hand dragging the back of his neck used force together, directly pulling Ning Sui sent it to himself.

Ning Sui bumped into him unexpectedly, and he didn't know who's tooth tip hit his broken skin. This relatively fragile pain directly made Ning Sui frowned, and because there were always so many people in Zhou He's arms, Feeling a little bit more relaxed, he couldn't help but let out a soft snort.

This sound directly made Ning Sui's body stiff.

Zhou He finally let him go, dragging the back of his neck and laughing dumbly: "When you were fighting with those monsters earlier, you got a hole in your shoulder and you didn't even yell that it hurts..."

He paused, bowed his head and kissed the side of his lips: "You can't act like a baby?"

Ning Sui: "..."

He raised his eyes coldly, and already raised his right hand, showing the messy strings to warn Zhou He.

Zhou He raised his hand, but he didn't retreat, his brows and eyes were curved, and his deep eyes were full of smiles and connivance: "My fault."

He said casually: "It's because I can't help it, it's because I push an inch, and it's because I act recklessly. But I really want to kiss you here all the time."

Zhou He's voice was gentle: "You should be sentenced."

Ning Sui looked at him expressionlessly, and finally just put down his hand, turned his head and walked straight into the room.

Zhou He made hexagrams to clean up the dust and fallen leaves in the house, and said: "The Xuefeng Wujinmu is still in the original place, you just go."

Ning Sui nodded, turned his head and entered the Moon Gate.

Nothing has changed here.

Ning Sui looked at the huge peach tree in front of the house where all kinds of puppets, wood, and carving knives were stored, and at the densely packed holes he left on it, which were buried together with the bark lines.

It was when he changed the thread in his hand when he was four years old and started to learn how to throw the thread.

He still remembered that his hand was numb when it was nailed in for the first time, and he couldn't pull it out.

He thought Zhou He wasn't there, but the man sat on the eaves and watched him, waiting for him to call him.

However, Ning Sui didn't shout.

So the two stalemate until dark, and finally Zhou He came down to solve the dilemma for him.

His thread was also given to him by Zhou He.

He thought the cotton thread was a bit soft and had no lethality, so he could only manipulate the puppet and use his spiritual power to catch the evil spirits.

Ning Sui was facing more than these things.

He is the prince, and the Ning Dynasty is not so peaceful.

His mother and grandfather's family died at the hands of the big demon because of intrigue.

He also has the ability to kill.

Ning Sui opened the door, and saw that it was full of puppets he had made.

It was originally used by Zhou He for storage, but when he came, Zhou He gave him the larger room, and let his own puppets and lifeless puppets squeeze into a small room .

In fact, these puppets can also be lost.

Many of them were badly damaged, and even if they were repaired, they couldn't let them go out to fight those monsters.

But Ning Sui didn't throw it away, and Zhou He didn't mention it to him.

Ning Sui took out a sandalwood box from the drawer.

The box was well carved, with the word "Ning" engraved on it, but it was not made by Ning Sui himself.

Zhou He made it for him.

Even the carving knife inside was made by Zhou He himself who found materials for him.

I didn't think about it before, but I did, and I didn't dare to think about it.

Look now, every plant and tree in Wugui Mountain, all his things are related to Zhou He.

Obviously he doesn't have much patience, he's always lazy, he can do whatever is easy and convenient for many things, but as long as it's related to Ning Sui.

Zhou He will put his heart into it and work hard himself.

Ning Sui rubbed the words engraved on the sandalwood box and opened it.

There are a total of twelve carving knives inside. Ning Sui didn't use this set when he first learned how to make puppets. He used Zhou He's set at that time.

It was later because Zhou He's carving knife was too heavy and too big for him, and he liked a smaller carving knife, so Zhou He made another set for him.

And that set of knives...

Ning Sui lowered his eyes, covering the coldness in his eyes.

Zhou He didn't mention it, but every time Wuyu came to see that set of carving knives, he would always remain silent.

Ning Sui is not a fool, of course he can guess that it was given to Zhou He by Wu Bie.

To learn Yanshu, it is actually a very normal thing for the master to give the apprentice a carving knife.

But Ning Sui had a thorn in his heart.

Not because of the hatred between him and Wu Biao.

It's just that when he thought of someone who had been with Zhou He longer than him and knew Zhou He better than him, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Even if he knew that he hadn't been with Zhou He for a long time.

At least it was really just an insignificant number in Zhou He's long life.

But for Ning Sui, this was all he had.

Ning Sui opened the big box on the ground, and inside lay a piece of wood that was almost as tall and as wide as two of him.

The whole body of this wood is black, but the veins are white. Once it is opened, the cold air inside will come out.

This is Xuefeng Wujinmu.

If the carving knife hadn't been wrapped in spiritual power and stained with the blood of its owner, ordinary people would not be able to leave marks on it.

When Zhou He ran to the north, it took more than half a month of hard work, and he only found two yuan and came back, all of which were blooded by Ning Sui.

According to Wu Yu, even Zhou He didn't use such good wood.

The one Ning Sui made before his death remained in the palace. It was a taller and burlier man. Naturally, he didn't look very good, but he felt very safe taking it out.

Ning Sui had no idea what to do this time.

If it is a puppet that has been used for a long time, he will also name it, so he does not like to make exactly the same puppets, because he will not be able to tell them apart.

Ning Sui was thinking about the Xuefeng Wujinmu when Zhou He stepped in with a box.

Ning Sui turned his head to look at him, Zhou He said, "Come here and make something with you."

Ning Sui: "Don't you have your own house?"

Zhou He sat down in front of his long table: "Didn't I want to be with you? I feel so uncomfortable even when we are separated."

His last sentence was very teasing, but even so, it still made Ning Sui sick.

Ning Sui looked at him expressionlessly, watching him take out the carving knife from the box, the original indifference dissipated instantly when he saw the knife.

Zhou He noticed his gaze and looked sideways: "What's wrong? Can't think of what to do? Or do you want my help?"

Ning Sui didn't answer, but just looked at the carving knife in his hand seriously.

Zhou He blinked his eyes as if he didn't notice his gaze: "Huh?"

"Where's your knife?"

Ning Sui asked him, because what Zhou He was holding in his hand was a gift from that Lan girl.

Zhou He looked down at the knife in his hand: "You mean the original set? You lost it by accident. It wasn't a valuable item at all. If you can't find it, you won't find it."

He said it casually, but only Yanshi of Ningsui's level knows that for Yanshi, the most precious thing in life is not a puppet, but a carving knife.

A good Yanshi has extremely strict requirements on carving knives.

Pursue the feel that suits you, and the sharpness that suits you.

Even Ning Sui is the same.

As for Zhou He's set, Ning Sui had also heard Wuyu say it.

Zhou He has used it for thousands of years.

Because Zhou He also practiced swords, his strength was stronger than that of ordinary Yanshi, and it can even be said that most Yanshi were stronger.

He needs the strength of a heavier carving knife to keep it from drifting away.

Zhou He said that the set of carving knives was not a precious thing, how could it be possible?

But Ning Sui could understand why Zhou He said that, so he said: "I don't mind."

He just cared a little bit, but he really didn't mind.

Zhou Hehao is the best.

Zhou He looked at Ning Sui helplessly: "I hope you can mind..."

He paused, then said softly: "I didn't know that someone put me and him together like that before, but now I know."

According to a normal person, the answer at this time should be "I will pay more attention", but Zhou He is different.

Zhou He smiled slightly: "I feel sick."

He casually touched the back of the carving knife: "Besides, this set is given to you by the little girl next to me. I have already asked her about her wedding date. When the time comes, we will go and add makeup to her. This is a repayment of the favor."

Zhou He asked him, "Are you okay?"

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Please allow me to cry for half an hour for Heheji!

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