After death with the master

"There is a Hori room under here, I think you will know where the mechanism of no return is located."

Ning Sui didn't move, but silently glanced around.

Wu Biao's voice continued to sound behind him: "Wugui taught you simple tricks, I know, and you can't hide it from me."

Ning Sui didn't intend to say that he couldn't.

He was just thinking that Wu Biao came in through him, and still needs to rely on him, which means that he really only has a soul body, and his soul body cannot touch these things.

Ning Sui walked towards the bed, and Wu Bian asked him again: "Aren't you curious why you can come in? I think you should know what the rune was just now, right?"

Ning Sui didn't want to pay attention to him at all, he just raised his hand to touch under the pillow, put the index finger and middle finger of his left hand together and gently slid across the wooden bed.

Then he pressed down hard, and there was a hole at his feet that could roughly accommodate a person.

Ning Sui looked at the dark entrance quietly, without moving.

He was waiting for Wu Biao to go on impatiently, but Wu Biao suddenly held back his temper and said around him: "Wugui told you about the origin of Yanshu."

Ning Sui didn't understand what he was talking to him about at this time, and he didn't want to pay any attention to him.

Wu Biao has long been used to his ignorance. More than 200 years ago, when Ning Sui could not separate from him, he always sang a one-man show alone: ​​"I think you have heard it too."

He said slowly: "It originated in a small border town in the south, and there is a carpenter with ingenious craftsmanship in that city."

"His wife and his childhood sweetheart, had no choice but to have a congenital disease, and died of illness within two years of marrying him."

Wu Bie seemed to like being behind Ning Sui very much. The light group stood behind Ning Sui's head, always giving Ning Sui the illusion that he was talking next to him: "So the carpenter shut himself in the house and never opened the door again. It took five years to do business, and made a puppet exactly like his wife."

"Even the details are almost the same." Wu Bi said: "After the puppet was formed, the carpenter's body was exhausted. He vomited a mouthful of blood and splashed on the puppet. Before he could wipe it off in a hurry, the puppet suddenly came back to life. Come here. It has the appearance and character of his wife in his memory, and remembers all their past events. This is the first puppet."

This story sounds beautiful and touching, but Ning Sui knows the follow-up story.

The carpenter just created the puppet by accident and doesn't know how to maintain it.

Not to mention that his obsession is to keep his wife alive, the puppet has absorbed his hard work and inherited his obsession.

After all, that puppet was not made by spirit wood, and if it wanted to maintain its life, it could only suck human blood.

But this puppet inherited his wife's love for the carpenter.

Happiness is always only for the carpenter.

But when the puppet realized that his body began to decline, it was the beginning of tragedy for that city.

Because before it was late at night, that puppet would go out to hunt and kill people, sucking up people's blood.

In fact, the carpenter became aware of it after a few people died inexplicably in the city.

It's just that he chose to turn a blind eye for the sake of his "wife".

It is precisely because of this that puppet and hagana originally belonged to the category of "evil spirits" and "sorcery arts".

If Ning Sui remembered correctly, both the carpenter and his "wife" were burned to death in the fire.

"You are very smart." Wu Bi said, "You are the smartest child I have ever met, except for being homeless."

His tone of voice was a bit weirdly soft as before, as if he was learning to walk.

Ning Sui didn't like his accent, because it wasn't like that when he was in his spiritual sea.

But for Wu Biao, Ning Sui couldn't like him anywhere, so he didn't react much.

But he heard Wu Bing say: "People like you, if you pretend to be stupid, no one can wake you up."

"Go." Wu Bie didn't intend to wait for his reply, he floated to the dark entrance: "Go and see your respected master, go and see the gods that the world talks about, go and see that you are willing to cover yourself What kind of existence is it that people believe in with their own eyes.”

He seemed to be certain of something, and his tone was filled with indescribable joy: "He is a more terrifying existence than me."

Ning Sui stared at the entrance expressionlessly, walked straight inside without saying a word.

The stairs at the entrance like this are actually not easy to move, not to mention the narrow place, and it is still dark.

Ning Sui didn't take a few steps before he felt that he had reached the bottom. He stood there without moving, and saw something placed by the stairs through the faint light on the top.

It's not very clear, only Moyo can be seen in the shape of a human being, and the hem of his clothes is black.

A few of them are placed here at the opening, and the clothes are all in one color.

The light group moved down and slowly illuminated the entire room.

Ning Sui couldn't go any further.

He should go down another four or five steps, but the scene in front of him is really weird and creepy.

There is a room full of puppets in this room.

Lifelike, from hair to skin texture, without the slightest falsehood, no one will feel that this is a puppet.

But whoever comes will be terrified by the scene in front of them.

Because the faces of all the puppets in this pile are all one face.

Cold lines, dead eyes, thin figure.

All of them are Ningsui.

Ning Sui knows that there is only one person in this world who can make puppets so superbly that they are almost indistinguishable from real people.

He also knows how much time, energy and patience it takes to make so many puppets.

He curled his hands slightly to look at the endless room, and for a moment he couldn't count how many "self" there were.

Is it scary?

Indeed scary.

Countless faces exactly like him appeared in his field of vision, even Ning Sui couldn't help feeling startled.

more importantly--

What the two red ghost puppets said played in his mind at this moment.

There is also the story that Wu Bie insisted on repeating just now, a story that almost every mysterious master knows by heart.

Chi Gui and the others said that Zhou He had done many, many puppets in the past 200 years.

Zhou He changed the topic at that time.

But now it seems that is all.

Ning Sui stood there for quite a while, but Wu Bi didn't rush him.

When he lifted his foot to walk down, Wu Bing said, "Have you ever imagined it?"

I never imagined.

Ning Sui lowered his eyes, trying not to look at those faces that were exactly like him, he just scanned everything around him.

Zhou He made too many "hes".

And each one is different.

Ning Sui looked at it for a long time, and then realized that Zhou He had made out all his appearances in his memory.

Obviously, as long as he is a puppet, he can be replaced by this puppet.

But Zhou He persistently engraved all his memories as if he had become a speechless and lifeless puppet.

"Can you imagine?"

"He has been nesting here for more than 200 years, repeating this incident over and over again."

"Start with the first puppet he made unconsciously."

"After that, he seemed to be in a daze, and locked me here with him all day and all night with these logs."

"At first I thought he just didn't want to let me out, so he locked me up with me."

"I didn't know until later. I didn't know until I saw how much he cared about you. He is simply a paranoid lunatic."

Ning Sui felt that Wu Biao was a little noisy.

But he tried his best to imagine Zhou He's expression at that time amidst Wu Biao's murmur.

It's just a pity that his imagination is a bit weak after all, and he can't describe it.

Ning Sui walked forward and found that most of them were after he was 14 years old.

There is even a posture of him leaning against a tree and standing with his eyes closed because he was too tired when he was removing the demon.

"look at this."

A ball of light floated in the corner hidden behind the puppet, Ning Sui didn't want to pay attention to Wu Biao at first, but after a glimpse from the corner of his eye, he subconsciously looked over.

It was a coffin, and the nails on it obviously showed signs of being pried.

And it is man-made damage from the inside to the outside.

Ning Sui was very familiar with this coffin.

Because he crawled out from here, the runes on it seemed familiar to him when he came out, but because it happened to be raining at Qingming that day, he didn't pay attention to it, and his memory was vague when he just woke up , and his mental state was extremely bad, so he didn't see it.

Looking at it now, even this coffin was made by Zhou He himself, and the runes on it were also drawn by him.

In order to prevent Xie Chong from approaching him, and also to prevent Wu Bing from finding him.

Ning Sui moved his hands, rubbed his left hand over the coffin, and found that someone had already wiped it.

As if he had sensed something, he lifted the lid and saw him inside.

Wearing the same cassock as him, lying in it with eyes closed.

Still a complete replica, but this time there is a mirror inside the coffin.

Ning Sui frowned, and heard Wu Bing say: "You slept here for more than 200 years, and he used this mirror to look at you for more than 200 years."

He said to Ning Sui in an almost ostentatious tone: "Look, the world regards me as a demigod, but you know all my darkness; the world regards him as a god, but you follow the crowd blindly. I haven't seen it until now." to his twisted mind."

"When you woke up, I was the one who looked for you first. Obviously he flinched, and the first thing he did was to take back this coffin."

"He's just a coward."

"In the end, it's you and me who know each other best."

Ning Sui didn't understand what he wanted to express, he just looked at the "self" in the coffin, and felt that there were too many things missing.

Not only the inside of the coffin, but the entire room is missing.

He thought maybe he wasn't so clean and clear, nor was he so upright.

Ning Sui closed the coffin, only to find a small "self" in the corner.

That was the first time he and Zhou He met in No Return Mountain.

Little Ning Sui raised his head, as if he was looking at someone.

Even so small he has.

When Ning Sui walked further inside, what he saw was more areas that he had never seen before.

Those were the days when he lived in the palace after leaving No Return Mountain at the age of 16.

He is no longer wearing a monotonous black robe, but a golden python on a black background, and his hair is not loosely tied with a headband, but is wearing a golden hair crown.

These were not Zhou He's imagination.

It is his actual life.

And after that, it was even more unspeakable.

That was Zhou He's fantasy.

Some were entangled by his own strings, some showed his fair and clear collarbone when he took off his belt, and some were soaked in water.

There is too much.

This place is actually really big.

I don't know how much bigger than the room above.

But it was such a huge room, filled with puppets exactly like Ning Sui.

There is only one path left for people to pass.

To others, this place is a symbol of Zhou He's bewilderment, all of which are evil spirits.

For Zhou He, this place is full of his indescribable and inexpressible delusions.

But for Ning Sui, this place is full of Zhou He's love for him.

They squeezed together, warming Ning Sui's whole body, so that he would no longer avoid the faces of these puppets.

Although weird, he really couldn't ignore it.

In particular, he also saw Zhou He's self in a dragon robe.

There is even Heqing himself in Zhou He's clothes.

This is indeed a very uncomfortable and even nauseating and scary thing.

After all, no one knows what these puppets have been used for, and they can't even understand why they did it.

But Ning Sui's face remained unchanged.

As if he was not the prototype of these puppets, he walked forward slowly.

Wu Biao also seemed very dissatisfied with his reaction: "Don't you feel it?"

Ning Sui was not one of these puppets, of course he felt it.

When he was about to reach the end, he stopped slightly, and he smelled a faint scent of incense.

He quietly looked at the turquoise robe exposed from the depths of the darkness, and looked at the person hidden in the darkness calling him softly: "Ningning."

That voice was Ning Sui's most familiar voice, and it was unavoidably creepy when it sounded in the crowd and the darkness, but Ning Sui felt at ease.

It was only at this time that Ning Sui realized who Wu Bie was imitating.

He was imitating Zhou He——?

Ning Sui had never seriously listened to Wu Bian's words, so he realized this fact when he heard the comparison of the two voices in this empty but narrow place.

Ning Sui took a step forward.

Then he heard Wu Biao's voice finally unable to maintain the strangely shifted softness, instead it revealed endless distortion and jealousy: "No return!"

The light group stopped in front of him: "If you dare to go over, I will definitely kill all the profound masters in the capital!"

Ning Sui walked towards Zhou He without looking back.

He only took a few steps forward when Zhou He appeared from the darkness, stretched out his hand to Ning Sui, and pulled Ning Sui into his arms.

Ning Sui clearly felt that his heartbeat was heavier than before, and his strength was even greater, wanting to completely confine him between his arms.

Ning Sui was not afraid of pain, so he didn't frown or try to escape, but Zhou He still controlled and suppressed his emotions.

His tone was relaxed and natural: "Are you afraid?"

Ning Sui knew what he was asking, but what he cared more about was: "Are you afraid?"

Zhou He seemed to have a low laugh: "A little bit. I was worried all the way you came, and I'm not sure..."

He didn't like the feeling that things were out of his control.

But as long as the other party is Ning Sui, there will always be various deviations in Zhou He's hexagrams, some of which are so outrageous that he will have a headache just looking at them.

No matter how long it took Ning Sui to come this way, he twirled his fingers for as long as possible.

But the ending is always like that.

Can't figure it out, can't figure it out.

Because as early as the day of Ningsui's catastrophe, he hugged Ningsui, and his and his natal charts had overlapped and intertwined, and it was difficult to distinguish between you and me.

It is said that people do not count themselves, even if Zhou He is a god, he cannot see all the back roads and next steps of Ning Sui.

So he would be uneasy, as long as it was about Ning Sui, Zhou He would hesitate and be nervous.

"It's nothing." Ning Sui was wrapped in his arms obediently, his tone was cold, his eyebrows and eyes were flat, but what he said was better than all the warm spring sun in this world for Zhou He: "I am very happy."

It was the first time he said the word "happy" to Zhou He.

But Ning Sui did feel this emotion.

Because he knew that during those two lonely years in the palace, he was actually not alone.

Zhou He has been watching him silently in the dark.

Those two bowls of fish noodle soup——

Zhou He didn't say anything, Ning Sui didn't ask, but they all knew it.

He really loves him.

Zhou He was taken aback for a moment, and so was Wu Biao.

And after the stupefaction, followed by Wu Biao's anger: "Why!?"

The light cluster instantly exploded, completely illuminating the entire room: "Why are he and I both..."

Ning Sui couldn't hear it.

Zhou He covered his ears with his hands, and with a random rune, all sounds were cut off.

Ning Sui raised his eyes to look at Zhou He, and saw Zhou He curled his lips at him casually, his brows and eyes were full of tenderness, but the moment this tenderness touched Wu Biao, it turned into coolness again.

He didn't make a move right away, just like Wu Biao didn't make a move either.

Both of them knew very well that the fight now was futile.

One has not recovered his body, and the other has not returned to the top.

Furthermore—

None of them wanted to hurt Ning Sui.

Ning Sui didn't care what Wu Bie said, he never cared what other people thought, even if that person was his enemy.

He didn't even want to guess.

He just looked at Zhou He, and took the initiative to grab Zhou He's arm.

Zhou He raised his hand and caressed his head, and then he heard Wu Bing ask, "You found out a long time ago? So you really wanted to kill me."

"I really didn't think about it at first." Zhou He lowered his eyes to meet Ning Sui's gaze, his eyes were soft, but his tone was cold: "But I always felt that something was wrong with you in Yuezhou. This time, I discovered a clue."

One of Zhou He's hands was on the back of Ning Sui's head, and the other was around Ning Sui's waist, almost holding him in his arms in a tough posture: "I said, if you dare to think about him at all, ..."

He didn't finish what he said, but Wu Bi could understand.

Therefore, Wu Biao couldn't help but sneered.

Zhou He is used to saying everything easily.

But they are both warlocks and former masters and apprentices. Of course, Wu Bi knows what price Zhou He paid to get Ningsui.

But the more so, the more complacent Wu Biao was.

Because he caused uncontrollable things to appear in Zhou He's life.

His apprentice, who has always been in control of everything, finally tasted something beyond his expectations.

Zhou He passed Ning Sui's ear with his hand, so that Ning Sui could hear his voice, but Wu Bie's could not be heard. He said: "Ning Ning, I will send you out first."

Ning Sui grabbed his hand suddenly, and said in a cold tone, "I'm with you."

Zhou He didn't nod, but slowly let go of him: "It's all right."

As soon as he raised his hand with a chuckle, all the puppets in Horiya took a step forward.

He was really worried before.

He was afraid that Ning Sui would fear him, be disappointed in him, and loathe him when he saw the situation here.

But he couldn't bear to destroy these.

These are all things Ning Sui gave him.

So Zhou He wanted to hide.

But Ning Sui told him that he was very happy.

So Zhou He was also very happy: "There are still so many of you with me."

Following Zhou He's words, these countless "Ning Sui" raised their right hands together, revealing the lifting thread under their noses.

This scene was actually a little weird, but only Ning Sui and Zhou He could feel something else from this creepiness.

It was an existence that only they could touch each other.

"Go."

Zhou He bowed his head and kissed his brow, raised his hand and gently traced his outline with his fingertips: "Take the profound masters in the capital and leave first, and you can go to Bingcheng or the capital to wait for me. If you feel that there are too many people, Then go back to the Mountain of No Return and wait for me to find you. Don't let them hold me back."

Ning Sui guessed it.

He guessed that Zhou He still wanted to push him away from this place to prevent him from participating in the war between them.

It's not that he's in the way.

It's just that Zhou He is the same as him.

What they have in their bones towards each other is an overly protective desire.

On top of this, Zhou He still had a lot of inexplicable emotions.

Ning Sui finally let go of Zhou He's hand.

He knew that he had other battlefields, and this battlefield belonged to Zhou He.

Zhou He handed him the box on the side, and gently put on the mask for him: "Ning Ning, go back to sleep, wake up, and everything will be over."

That year, Zhou He also said the same to him.

After that, Zhou He spent more than 200 years alone.

But not this time.

Ning Sui let Zhou He unlock his rune, and let Zhou He send him away.

He knew they would not repeat the same mistakes this time.

"You have fulfilled my wish by sending him away."

The light group gradually formed a human shape in front of Zhou He, and the golden light inside flowed brightly, but it was like a crack in the figure: "If I kill you here, devour you, and use your body to find him..."

Before he could finish his sentence, countless lines came directly towards him.

The thread was in the hands of the "Ningsui", but what it carried was not spiritual power, but countless black energy.

It seemed to attack with mixed resentment and black wind, forming the most sharp contrast with Wu Biao's white light.

Zhou He stood there without moving, watching Wu Bing's hexagrams to block those strings, without any surprise: "When you say this, you have already lost."

Hearing this, Wu Bing was filled with jealousy: "Is that how much you like him? Isn't that just your obsession? For me, you still plot against him, and you have no return. Isn't it true what the world says? Then, do you have any friendship for me beyond master and apprentice?"

"I'm not like you who can't understand your feelings."

Zhou He smiled faintly, and hugged the little "Ning Sui": "I know exactly what I want, and aggressive methods won't work for me."

Besides, he admitted that it was calculated.

He also hesitated.

But he knew that if his Ningning found out, he would step in without hesitation.

Just like when he was at the top, Ning Sui had already discovered the trap.

He doesn't blame him.

Zhou He will also go to make amends later.

but now--

He had to take Ning Sui's part for himself, and put Wu Bie here forever.

Wu Bing gritted his teeth to resist the continuous strings coming from all directions: "Yes, you know very well."

He sneered: "If you hadn't figured out that there is a very shallow red line between me and him in my life, you wouldn't have murdered me, would you?"

Wu Bing slammed the strings away, and directly attacked Zhou He: "It's a pity that he doesn't know about your possessiveness and perverted control. If he knows, he will probably avoid it? It's like hating me." Hate you. I really want to see this day."

The yin and yang gossip lights up under Zhou He's feet, blocking Wu Biao's attack, he looked at Wu Biao indifferently, like looking at a clown: "Do you think he really doesn't know anything?"

Although Zhou He tried his best to restrain himself that night, he still showed some clues.

Especially when he was deeply in love, he didn't care about the strength in his hands and body. If he was a bit heavier, he left bruises on the children's bodies.

But his Ning Ning grabbed his hand and said to him in a silent tone: "You... don't bear it."

Of course Zhou He had to endure.

He was afraid of hurting him.

Also afraid of scaring him.

There is still a long time to control them, and he can slowly occupy him.

But knowing that Ning Sui actually knew some of his emotions, Zhou He really relaxed a lot.

So that night was really a bit of a toss.

The author has something to say:

Coming!

Change the list today, if there is no list, I will release the ending chapter in the afternoon!

There may not be a special episode, if there is, I should also write about He He. It won’t have many words, and I will post wb if it doesn’t exceed [-]~

The ending chapter is a fat chapter of [-]!Wrote me until I was bald yesterday hhhh