After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

Master Bai did not expect that Yan Shixun had such a deep relationship with Li Chengyun who came to Baizhi Lake many years ago.

Seeing Yan Shixun's expression, he also remembered his feelings for Zheng Shushu, and couldn't help being moved, and sighed silently.

He was someone Zheng Shu hated, but after so many years of getting along, the relationship between them was not like that of a father and son.

This loving heart is not fake.

Because of this, after Li Chengyun left, seeing Zheng Shushu who gradually cheered up and had a smile on his face, Master Bai was sincerely grateful to Li Chengyun.

At this time, when Master Bai learned that Yan Shixun was Li Chengyun's disciple, after being stunned, he even had a good impression of Yan Shixun. Compared with the original transaction entrustment, he added a little more affection.

He and the trees, layman Chengyun and this young man... are so similar.

Because of this feeling of pity, Master Bai looked at Yan Shixun and suddenly felt that this was probably God's will.

What layman Chengyun wanted to accomplish but failed back then, perhaps his disciples could accomplish it.

Master Bai looked at Yan Shixun's eyes gradually softened, and he dug out the things that had been deeply buried in his heart, and it was stuck in his throat.

Yan Shixun didn't forget that this place was still in a shadow puppet show rather than reality. Even when he heard about Li Chengyun's death again, it was only a brief emotional breakdown, and he quickly recovered his emotions and returned to his usual calm and rational appearance.

Only the red eye sockets proved his grief just now.

The last place Li Chengyun visited before his death was Baizhi Lake. His purpose was not to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts. He did not come for the souls of the Bai village, and he had no intention of intervening in Zheng Shushu's hatred.

He came here for the shadow play inherited by Master Bai.

But what is the secret hidden under the shadow puppetry that made Li Chengyun search so far, and even led to Li Chengyun's death?

Yan Shixun asked his doubts.

Before confirming the relationship between Li Chengyun and Yan Shixun, Master Bai did not plan to tell this matter.Even though he wanted to make a deal with Yan Shixun to save Zheng Shushu, he still didn't intend to reveal the secrets passed down from generation to generation.

Those who died thousands of years ago should have stayed thousands of years ago. Together with the shadow puppetry, he would take them into the ground and bury them in the grave.

No one will use shadow puppets as a gimmick to hurt others.

However, when mentioning Li Chengyun, Master Bai hesitated again.

Before Li Chengyun left back then, Master Bai also went to see him off, and asked Li Chengyun worriedly, what should he do if he failed to go this time?

At that time, Li Chengyun was standing by the white paper lake, and the mountain wind blew his sleeves, suddenly like an exiled immortal riding the wind and wanting to return.

Li Chengyun turned around with a smile, reassuring Master Bai.

'If I die here and cannot reach the road, there will be someone who comes after me and walks this road for me. '

When he lowered his eyes and smiled, there was infinite warmth in his eyes: "Heaven and earth will bring life to this place. If I fail, I will prosper if I fail. In a dead situation, evil spirits will meet here. The cycle of life and death, Tai Chi newborn.My little Xun... will take my place and finish this journey. '

'Although there are thousands of people, I will go. '①

Li Chengyun laughed and left with firm footsteps.

Master Bai was left standing in the cold wind by the lake, watching Li Chengyun's back gradually drifting away through his disheveled gray hair.

But now, Master Bai met "Xiao Xun" whom Li Chengyun had been talking about all the time.

This young man is as outstanding as Li Chengyun said, even before Master Bai knew his identity, he had already decided to put all his eggs in one basket to believe in him, and save him from that existence before death became an unchangeable certainty Return to Zheng Shuli.

Therefore, without much hesitation, Master Bai told Yan Shixun all the buried secrets.

——About Southwest.

There is also about shadow puppetry.

Many people know that Southwest shadow puppetry originated thousands of years ago, but no one knows that Southwest shadow puppetry, from the very beginning, was a ghost show.

The truth does not match the rumored description, and the cause and effect are reversed.

It wasn't the shadow puppet masters who moved to the southwest, but the rest of the Bai clan came here and formed a village that inherits shadow puppetry.

Instead, the ancestors surnamed Bai met a ghost messenger in the southwest, learned ghost opera from the ghost messenger, and then changed it to shadow puppetry, and passed on the skills from then on to make a living.

The first ancestor surnamed Bai was on the verge of death while fleeing, and was rescued by a passing existence. In order to thank the savior, the ancestor surnamed Bai decided to stay here and thank the savior when he came back.

The ancestor named Bai didn't wait to save his benefactor, but encountered something inhuman there.

Fengdu, ghost messenger.

But there is one more qualifier.

——The ghosts of the old Fengdu.

When the ancestor surnamed Bai picked up the ghost messenger, the other party was scarred and dying.

The ancestor surnamed Bai, who wanted to avoid it, hesitated when he turned around.The existence that saved him before, galloped in the dark night, shrunk to an inch, as if it had the ability to bring the dead back to life, it was absolutely extraordinary.

When the ancestor named Bai saw the ghost messenger, he suddenly thought, could the existence that saved him at that time be a certain ghost?

With the goodwill of being rescued, he brought the ghost messenger back home, and learned from the ghost messenger what happened.

Fengdu collapsed.

Fengdu grows between heaven and earth, and is not governed by the gods of the four directions. No god can do anything to Fengdu, and it is an independent place.

However, there was a ghost galloping thousands of miles day and night, blatantly smashing the entire Fengdu, turning Fengdu, which existed for thousands of years, into ruins.

The once gigantic monster now only remains of dust all over the ground, and all ghosts and gods are reduced to ashes and return to heaven and earth.

Even the ghost messenger escaped by chance, and should have turned into a handful of dust, but when it touched the door of the ancestor Bai's house, he strangely stopped the trend of death and saved his life.

While the ghost messenger was recuperating at the ancestor Bai's home, he also drew all the pictures he saw page by page, and handed them over to the ancestor Bai.

In order to repay the ancestors surnamed Bai, the ghost messenger gave the ancestors countless gold and the craft of ghost opera before leaving.

Before leaving, the ghost messenger told him that the new Fengdu would break out to replace the old Fengdu, and the general who fought against the world with anger would eventually become the new Fengdu lord.

And these remnants of the old Fengdu, even if they managed to survive for a while, they would eventually wither away because they were forgotten and denied by the world.

The world is not benevolent, regardless of human beings, gods and ghosts, as far as the world is concerned, they are just a drop in the ocean, just a moment.

Although the ghost messenger didn't understand why the Bai ancestor was able to save him, he had endured countless dead souls and had a thorough understanding of life and death, and he had no regrets. He just bid farewell to the Bai ancestor and lost his trace.

The ancestors of the Bai surname introduced Guicha as their confidant, so they decided to pass on the ghost opera, so that the descendants of the Bai family can remember the kindness of the benefactors who rescued each other and the ghosts who gave the opera.

And hearing that some clansmen became rich overnight, many clansmen surnamed Bai came to join him.

The ancestors surnamed Bai have always been grateful for the kindness of saving lives, so they are not stingy in helping others.

It's just that he has one requirement - if he wants to stay here, he must pass on the ghost show.

Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, the events of that year have been gradually forgotten, and the ghost show has completely evolved into a shadow puppet show. The ancient repertoire still sings the old events of thousands of years ago, but it is only regarded by today's people as the grotesque imagination of the storyteller. Under the rumors, no one believed it anymore.

And this past event was only handed down by word of mouth from the inheritors. Even if a large part of it was unavoidably lost in the middle, it was finally handed down reluctantly and not lost.

But after the entire village with the surname Bai was wiped out, only Master Bai was left who knew about it.

When Li Chengyun found the village with the surname Bai, it was because he learned from a well-informed southwest ghost exorcist that the predecessor of the Southwest Shadow Puppetry was a ghost show, so he felt something was wrong, so he came to check.

"Why did my master come to find a ghost show... Could it be the old Fengdu?"

Yan Shixun looked at Master Bai in astonishment.

Master Bai nodded: "Yes, one of the characteristics of Southwest Shadow Puppetry is that it comes from real stories. The ancestors also compiled what happened that year into a song, and the location of the old Fengdu is also in it. Layman come That's what I was looking for."

"Although many sects with long-term masters have also experienced what happened at that time, their original records and inheritance have also been lost and dated many times. In the end, the shadow puppetry in the hands of an old man like me turned out to be completely preserved."

Master Bai smiled wryly and shook his head: "Who would have thought that the shadow puppet show sung to the children in the market would hide such an ancient story? Even I only know that there is such a thing, but it is not It’s not clear which sentence or paragraph hides the location of the old Fengdu.”

Although he occasionally saw ghost exorcists, Master Bai, who devoted all his time and energy to studying his skills, did not expect that he also had times to deal with ghosts and spirits.

He used to think it was something too far away from him.

Even further down, in his son's generation, many people did not believe in ghosts and gods at all.

In order to get angry with him, his son brought a group of friends and clamored to smash the temple on the mountain behind the village.

'If it can't even protect its own statue and temple, what kind of god is it?If you have the ability, let it come to me by itself, with so many of us, can't we still beat some shit god?I'm going to borrow a few shotguns today to see if it's God's power or my fire power. '

At that time, his son told him so.

Later, only Master Bai was left in the whole village.

The evil spirits were rampant, and the exorcists came one after another.

It wasn't until that time that Master Bai suddenly realized that ghosts and gods were so close to him.

But even so, Master Bai still didn't expect that the legendary Fengdu was actually hidden in the libretto he reviewed every day.

If Li Chengyun hadn't heard about the ghost show, and when he came to Baizhi Lake, he found that the evil in Baizhi Lake was far more powerful than the world, and finally determined that the source was hidden in the shadow puppetry. will realize the secret.

"I wanted to take the shadow play to the grave, but your master, and you, have found me."

Master Bai sighed: "Is this God's will?"

"Then has my master found it, the former site of Fengdu?"

Yan Shixun asked: "Has he ever said, what is his purpose for finding the former site of Fengdu?"

Master Bai pondered, lost in memory: "He, layman, seems to want to find a certain ghost in Fengdu, but he didn't tell me too much."

This was also in Yan Shixun's original guess. Hearing what Master Bai said, Yan Shixun was not too disappointed.

Many people want the truth.

But they are just talking.

In fact, there are only a very small number of people who can bear the cruelty behind the truth.Even before facing such a choice, many people never think that they are not as strong as they imagined.

Yan Shixun has seen many such things. The family members of the deceased want to know the experience of the deceased, begging the ghost exorcist or the person in charge of the jurisdiction, saying that they must know the truth to be at ease.

However, many family members and friends are often frightened to the point of fainting after learning the last experience of the deceased, and some even died due to grief.

The specific cause of Lan Ze's death has never been informed to his parents in detail, nor has his parents seen his remains that were so broken that they could not put together a human form.

Cheng Jing is in charge of all funeral affairs.

This is also the consensus of many mature exorcists-don't, just tell others what you know and think.

Even the victim.

No one can predict whether the victim will be frightened by the truth, or even take drastic actions, leading to the failure of exorcising the ghost, or harming the victim himself.

Li Chengyun naturally knew it too.

Moreover, as the most talented person before Yan Shixun entered the line of exorcists, Li Chengyun had seen the world many times in meditation, and he also knew the price of peeping into the great way.

Without the power to match the information you get, you will simply die under the truth.

The world is not benevolent, and naturally no one will be allowed to see the chess game laid out by the avenue. Any small change may change the future.

However, no one can guarantee that they can be rational and calm forever, and they will not favor those they are familiar with or prefer.

——If the future set by the Dao can be realized at the cost of the death of the people you are familiar with and close to, will you watch the death of your relatives and friends?Can you bear to do nothing?

Dao will not let its meticulous layout suffer any risks. Therefore, no matter what reason anyone peeps at Dao, as long as they are not recognized by Dao, they will inevitably die under a strong karmic counterattack.

Li Chengyun didn't tell Master Bai the truth because he was protecting him.

The fewer people who know, the more likely things are to come true.

The only ray of life left between heaven and earth is narrow but unpredictable.

Even Li Chengyun, if he wants to change the world, he must be cautious.

But Li Chengyun's goal is Fengdu...

Yan Shixun pursed his lips, thinking of Ye Li.

Ye Li had told him before that Dao Dao wanted Fengdu to take over the world several times, and now that Dao Dao is on the verge of collapsing, there must be new strength to support the world that is about to fall.

But those few times, Ye Li refused all of them.

Fengdu doesn't pay much attention to the affairs of the world, unless the underworld can't handle it, Fengdu will take action as the last crisis management strategy of heaven and earth, so as not to let the ghosts and ghosts affect the people in the world.

Revenge for those who are wronged, punishment for those who are guilty.

But this balance was broken after Nanming Mountain 20 years ago.

Disappointment towards the human world gradually accumulated in Ye Li's heart, and the disregard and selfishness of the people in Nancun Village made Ye Li lose his last hope for the human world.

He rejected Dao for the last time, and then closed the door of Fengdu, and ignored the world affairs.

Until the ghost mountain, which occupies one side and is mixed between yin and yang, finally merges with the former mountain in the yang world, and Xishuang, who has imprisoned the ghost mountain, can also go to reincarnate. Went to Fengdu.

Ye Li saw Yan Shixun.

The Lord of Fengdu stepped down from the altar and stepped into the world.

It has also become the last possibility under the collapse of the avenue.

And all of this... happened after Li Chengyun's death.

Yan Shixun pursed his lips firmly, he knew why his master died back then.

Li Chengyun wanted to go to Fengdu to search for the vitality of the world, so as to prop up the avenue.

He saw a part of the future, and because of this, he died under the avenue.

"Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan?"

Master Bai's call suddenly pulled back Yan Shixun's wandering mind.

He blinked and looked at Master Bai, and met Master Bai's concerned eyes.

"Sorry, I was distracted..."

Yan Shixun turned his head quickly, his red eye sockets were covered by the loose strands of hair, but his hoarse voice still betrayed his true emotions.

Master Bai understood, he let out a long sigh, and his eyes gradually softened when he looked at Yan Shixun.

It is no longer the strange vigilance of looking at people who can exchange benefits, nor is it simply because of Yan Shixun's own strength, or the relationship between him and Li Chengyun.

It's like looking at your own child.

Master Bai was even a little envious of Li Chengyun.

That layman, and such an excellent disciple who respected and loved him, even though he had been dead for a long time, still remembered him and regarded him as his father and best friend.

But when he died, Zheng Shushu would probably just clap his hands... That kid hated him.

This is his sin, and he deserves it.

Master Bai's smile was tinged with bitterness.

He looked up out of the window, and when he saw people gradually lighting candles in the village, he secretly remembered the time and counted the beats.

It's like counting down to your own death.

When Master Bai turned his gaze back, Yan Shixun had already rearranged his emotions.

When it comes to the life and death of those closest to and respected by him, even the most rational and calm person can't help being shaken.

Every night, it secretly festered and then healed. Before the wound was completely healed, it was first covered by Yan Shixun's clothes, and no one knew about it.

Until the scars are torn open, until the pain can no longer be borne.

"Mr. Yan, are you okay?"

Master Bai glanced out of the window, and casually muttered: "The time... is approaching."

Yan Shixun's eyelashes were still a little wet, he blinked, and slightly nodded to Master Bai: "Sorry, I lost my temper, let's continue."

He asked: "Then my master, did you find the former site of Fengdu?"

Yan Shixun met Li Chengyun more than ten years ago, and until he went to university, he has been inseparable from Li Chengyun, getting along day and night.

The master and apprentice understand and care about each other even more than themselves.

Yan Shixun knew very well that although Li Chengyun always seemed to be in a leisurely manner, but everything was seen by those smiling eyes.

The person who seems to be the most careless and doesn't care about everything is the most persistent and determined person.

He has never deviated from the path that Li Chengyun walked.

Since Li Chengyun perceives the world because of his outstanding talent, and has predicted the coming disaster in advance, then finding a solution to the root cause in advance is what Li Chengyun will definitely do.

——In the past, there was Bian Que, but he said that his medical skills were not good.

He said that the most powerful medical skill is to heal properly before it occurs on the skin surface.

Li Chengyun discovered the existence of the disease before it appeared, and knew exactly how to treat it.

He decided that the last way to prop up the Dao was in Fengdu.

Then he will never give up halfway and leave Baizhihu without finding the answer.

The old site of Fengdu...why didn't Li Chengyun go to find the new Fengdu or Yeli?

Is it because I don't know that Fengdu has changed, or is there another reason?

Yan Shixun frowned, unable to guess what Li Chengyun was thinking back then.

Master Bai also sighed at this time, shook his head and said: "Even if there are records from that year, it is not easy to find the residence of ghosts and gods."

"Thousands of years have already changed, and the mountains, rivers and lakes that used to be used as landmarks in the aria have already changed their positions or disappeared altogether."

"Layman Chengyun tried very hard to find it, but in the end, he only identified the former site of Fengdu, which is nearby, but he couldn't identify more."

Yan Shixun asked suspiciously: "What is the basis for master's determination?"

"Arrogance."

Master Bai said in a firm tone: "When layman Chengyun came here, there happened to be an outbreak of evil spirits in Baizhi Lake."

At that time, the entire barren village and the nearby mountains, forests and lakes were all covered by thick gray-black fog, and no one could be seen half a meter away.

Master Bai was also on the radio, and heard the reminder to the citizens traveling in the southwest region, saying that the smog index near Baizhi Lake is very high, please do not travel unless necessary.

The only one who came here was a ghost exorcist from the southwest.

The exorcist discovered that this place was not smog at all, but the evil that had been accumulated under the surface erupted like a volcano.

If it is not stopped, it is very likely that it will continue to spread outward, and nearby villages and towns within a dozen kilometers will be affected by the evil spirit. Not only will the luck decline, but also the health will be seriously threatened.

So, the exorcist entered the deserted village to try to drive away the evil spirits.

Master Bai saw what the ghost exorcist did, and finally, when the ghost exorcist was about to die, he couldn't help but soften his heart, and broke the rules he had set for him to ignore external things, and sent the exorcist to death. The ghost was thrown out of the deserted village.

The exorcist was taken away by his disciples who were anxiously waiting outside the village.

But in less than a day, the exorcist came back again.

He also took Li Chengyun with him.

——The exorcist's apprentice couldn't cure him, so he had to cry and ask other colleagues for help, but everyone shook their heads, unable to help.

It so happened that Li Chengyun was looking for the former site of Fengdu, and traveled to the southwest according to the rumors.

After seeing the horror of the exorcist, Li Chengyun rescued him, and learned what happened in Baizhi Lake from him, so he returned to Baizhi Lake with him.

It is not only to quell evil spirits, but also to find ghost scenes.

——As a reward for Li Chengyun, the exorcist who was born in the southwest and grew up in the southwest knew everything, and told Li Chengyun where the ghost show was.

"The layman said that it's not an ordinary evil spirit, it's more like an outbreak of evil spirits that haven't been properly dealt with before. To reach that level, it's either Hell or Fengdu."

Master Bai said: "Since Mr. Yan is an exorcist, he must have heard rumors about the Southwest, right? For thousands of years, the Southwest has always been considered the location of the ghost city of Fengdu."

"It's probably because of this that the layman confirmed that this is the former site of Fengdu."

"But where exactly..."

Master Bai shook his head: "Maybe, only ghosts and gods, or the ancestors of the past knew."

Yan Shixun tightened his jawline, his lips were pursed until they turned white.

As he promised, Master Bai told Yan Shixun all the things and secrets he knew, and also took out the long-buried ancestral letter from the cabinet, and handed it to Yan Shixun.

The paper has already turned yellow, and even though it has been carefully protected by people, it still cannot withstand the invasion of the years, making this manuscript handed down from ancestors surnamed Bai thousands of years ago extremely fragile.

With just a little force, the paper will be torn.

When holding this notebook, Yan Shixun unconsciously relaxed his breathing, fearing that his own breath would turn it into dust.

"It's useless for me to keep it. I originally planned to take it with me to the grave. Since you may need it, then take it."

Master Bai's rough fingers, which were no longer able to make exquisite shadow puppets, gently stroked the cover of the letter, with nostalgia in his eyes.

It seems that all the stories in this life happened because of shadow puppets, from babbling and watching his father make shadow puppets, to learning the hidden secrets of shadow puppets from his father, to smashing ten of his fingers with his own hands, He made up his mind to let the shadow puppet show be lost...all the pictures slipped before his eyes.

In the end, it turned into Li Chengyun who was about to return home with a smile on his sleeves.

There was also Yan Shixun who was standing in front of him at this moment, with sharp eyebrows and firm eyes.

Master Bai finally closed his eyes in relief, and withdrew his fingers.

"It was only when I saw you that I realized that perhaps this was destined to happen by fate. God had planned everything long ago. Whether it's layman Chengyun or your arrival..."

Master Bai solemnly entrusted Yan Shixun, saying, "I must, I must rescue Zheng Shushu."

Yan Shixun accepted the manuscript, and after roughly flipping through the lyrics and stories recorded in it, he carefully put the thin volume away, and nodded to Master Bai.

"rest assured."

Yan Shixun said: "I'm going to Master Zheng's house right now. Coincidentally, I also have other things I want to ask him. I'll come back after I've dealt with it."

Different from Yan Shixun's indifference when he first arrived, Master Bai personally sent Yan Shixun to the door of the house.

He hunched over, watching Yan Shixun's tall and slender back, and gradually walked away on the village road in the direction of Zheng Shushu's house.

The cold winter wind in the mountains blew Master Bai's gray and dry hair, he shook his lips, and finally fell heavily on the threshold as if he lost his strength.

In the village, every household gradually lit candles.

At the same time, Master Bai also undergoes surprising and strange changes.

His legs and feet gradually became stiff, and even if he was wrapped under his clothes, it could be seen that he was not as stiff as a living person.On the exposed skin, circles of wooden lines gradually appeared, replacing the original texture of the skin.

It seemed that the legs and feet, which were originally composed of flesh and blood bones, had turned into wooden human figures.

Master Bai was in a cold sweat from the pain, but he clenched his teeth and remained silent.

He raised his head with difficulty and looked in the direction of Zheng Shu's house with only those eyes that were in a daze under the pain.

The field of vision was dark, and the sky was spinning and the fixed point could not be found.

Master Bai still struggled to tear away his smile, and muttered hoarsely: "Trees..."

"clang!"

The carving knife dropped from his hand and fell to the ground.

It broke in two.

Zheng Shu lowered his head, looked at Duan Dao and remained silent.

In front of him, the statue of the old man who Yan Shixun saw was only half, has been carved out by him, leaving only the legs and feet unfinished.

The face that was left blank before has also been carved with facial features.

The flame in the hearth was gradually extinguished, and the working room became gloomy and cold. Wisps of ghostly aura spread along the walls silently, covering the entire space.

Zheng Shushu bent down, stretched out his hand, and picked up the broken knife.

He held the broken knife in his hand and remained silent.

He has used this carving knife for a long time.

It is one of his father's relics.

But it was delivered into his hands by his enemies.

Zheng Shushu remembered Master Bai's astonished eyes when he saw him when he returned to the village.

He told Master Bai freely and maliciously that he would kill everyone with his own hands, so that all those who participated in or watched the death of his father and mother with a cold eye would all die to atone for their sins.

But Master Bai didn't panic.

He just remained silent for a long time, then turned around and found the carving knife that Carpenter Zheng had given him back then, and handed it to Zheng Shushu himself.

Use this knife when you kill me.

Master Bai said to Zheng Shu like that.

But before killing me... your father told me that he actually hoped that you would become an excellent carpenter.This carving knife was given to me by your father, but I am not qualified to use it. I am more suitable to be the one under the knife.

Master Bai was like an elder who cared about his children, with a calm tone.

At that time, Zheng Shu only felt that Master Bai was hypocritical and disgusting.

He swore that he would use this knife to kill Master Bai and avenge his father.

But for so many years, with the company of this knife, he has experienced all the pains and rare happy times, and he has carved all the wooden puppets of the villagers with this knife.

In a blink of an eye, only Master Bai was left.

And now, it was finally Master Bai's turn.

But... the knife broke at this time.

Zheng Shushu's palm holding the knife gradually tightened.

He lowered his head, his face, which was no longer young, was full of wrinkles and stagnation, and he could no longer see the bright and firm youth he once was.

Even if it was hatred, he used to have clear and firm expectations.

But now, all he has left is a confused body, and he continues to stay in the village as Li Chengyun said back then.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Zheng Tiantian's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

The little girl was wearing a beautiful dress, and she smiled sweetly, but her words were filled with malice: "Brother is hesitating, right?"

"The person who indirectly killed my mother and me back then, do you want to just let him go?"

"I didn't, I just..."

Zheng Shu's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

Just, just what?

Because of Master Bai's company over the years, or Li Chengyun's advice back then, or the shock and epiphany he felt when he saw Li Chengyun's death with his own eyes?

When Zheng Shushu told Li Chengyun all his pain, and told him that he hated the village named Bai and Master Bai, Li Chengyun did not refute but did not agree with him, but just watched him quietly for a long time, and then Open your mouth.

He said, Brother Shu, do you know that really bad people can't reflect on themselves or feel guilty, only good people can feel guilty and remorseful.

He said, in fact, the cause and effect have never been on Master Bai. It is because you are persistent, Brother Shu, that you can't see the truth clearly.

That was a completely different concept from the hatred Zheng Shu had always held, but because it was Li Chengyun who said those words, Zheng Shu listened to them and kept them in his heart.

many years.

Occasionally, when Zheng Shu thought of Master Bai, he would ask himself in confusion, is it really me who is acting like a fool?Perhaps what Li Chengyun said was right?

Because of this hesitation, Zheng Shushu did not carve Master Bai's puppet for a long time.

And today during the day, Zheng Tiantian seemed to be greatly stimulated, screaming hysterically, repeating over and over again that it was impossible, it was impossible for someone to disappear from her shadow puppetry.

Zheng Shushu was worried, but Zheng Tiantian grabbed his arm and asked him bitterly why there was still one person missing. There was obviously one person in the village who was still alive.

Zheng Tiantian said that it was because that one person didn't die that she kept failing all the time, only one person died, and she could succeed.

Zheng Shushu looked at the face that was very similar to his mother, and remembered the hardships that Tiantian and his mother had suffered in the past, so he nodded softly and guiltily, and began to carve the last statue.

But just a little bit later, the carving knife broke.

It was as if the world couldn't see it, and was alerting him.

Zheng Shushu looked down at Duan Dao in a daze, which aroused Zheng Tiantian's dissatisfaction.

She walked over quickly, grabbed the broken knife, and before Zheng Shushu could react, she raised her hand and threw it into the nearby fire.

Zheng Shuzhi subconsciously tried to catch it, but in vain.

"I just knew that no one loves me, I can only save myself."

Zheng Tiantian saw Zheng Shushu's reaction, and sneered, "I should have known this, brother, I know...you never loved me, and you didn't want to protect me."

"What should I do, brother, my mother gave me the wrong name. She wanted me to live a sweet life, but I have been suffering since I was not born."

Zheng Tiantian tilted her head, her face without a smile was indifferent, like a lifeless doll.

She paused every word: "No one loves me, then I can only love myself, no one can save me, so I can only save myself."

"These are all because of your incompetence and cowardice. My mother and I died because of you."

Zheng Shu lowered his head, his shoulders gradually trembling.

He raised his hand and covered his eyes, with pain and guilt on his face: "Tiantian, Tiantian... I'm sorry. It was my fault. If at that time, I had been stronger and ran faster..."

"Why didn't you die."

Zheng Tiantian asked coldly, "Zheng Shushu."