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Xie Lin, who was still a teenager, had already walked away holding the ghost baby.

On the ridge, only Yan Shixun and Zheng Shushu were left.

The cold mountain wind blows from not far away, but it carries a strong smell of blood.

Yan Shixun keenly turned his head to look upwind, but found that it was in the direction of Bai's village.

The woman has experienced the death of her husband and being hunted down, and she has a deep understanding of who is in the village surnamed Bai. Apart from anger and resentment, she is also worried about the safety of her child, fearing that her child will be raped by the villagers. Harmful.

Even in death, the worry about the child is still engraved in the soul of the woman.

She didn't realize that her child had turned into a ghost baby, but supported her increasingly weak body and walked to the distance, trying to keep the child away from Bai's village as much as possible.

Until she collapsed from exhaustion and turned into a skeleton.

The place where Yan Shixun and the others are standing is already a long distance away from the village, but the smell of blood wafting from the village surnamed Bai is still strong.

The worst guess could not help but appear in his mind, and he looked down at Zheng Shushu.

After the ghost baby was taken away, the woman seemed to have fulfilled her last obsession. Her corpse gradually turned into powder in Zheng Shu's arms and scattered down.

No matter how Zheng Shushu stretched out his hand to grab the handful of ashes, he was still blown away by the night wind.

A low whimper was squeezed out of Zheng Shu's throat.

His eyes were red and tearing, and the veins on his neck were bursting, like a dying cub, weeping blood.

Because he was not present when his mother died in reality, so even in the false shadow puppetry, his mother did not leave him a glance, but kept staring in the direction of the ghost baby until the last moment.

At that time, Zheng Shushu, who was still a child, was beaten all over his body by the villagers, and was thrown into the woodshed to fend for himself.

The mountain wind at night was very cold. Even though the young Zheng Shushu hugged himself tightly, buried himself in the weeds, and was stabbed by firewood so painfully that he couldn't breathe, he still couldn't find any warmth.

At that time, he didn't think about whether he could survive. He was still thinking about his mother.

Young children harbor innocent fantasies.

What if?What if the mother is actually still alive?

He begged desperately for this little fluke.

But when he staggered out of the firewood house in the dark and came to the lake, all his persistence was crushed by the cruel reality.

At that time, Zheng Shushu knelt down by the lake in a daze, unable to even cry.

He heard shouts not far away, and the lights gradually turned on. He could only think that someone had discovered his escape.

The young Zheng Shushu finally looked back at the village with hatred, and then staggered and fled to the fields.

He swore that when he came back again...

It's time to slaughter all the villagers in the entire village!

Those involved in the killing of his parents are guilty.

Those who stood by and watched all this happen are equally guilty!

And those who know that their family members have committed sins but kill them are no different from the murderers who killed their parents!

He wants everyone to pay in blood.

Zheng Shushu was covered with scars, even though he was exhausted, he gritted his teeth and insisted on refusing to stop until he collapsed unconscious in front of another village far away and was rescued by the villagers of that village.

He has been an apprentice, worked as a coolie, and also studied as a teacher of Southwest Witch Gu.

As long as it could be used as a means of revenge, he tried them one by one. In the end, it was probably an inherited talent. Relying on the few ancestral books he found, he taught himself to become an excellent carpenter.

Even at that time, his father's friend, who was his apprentice, exclaimed that Zheng Shi had a successor, and he deserved to be the Zheng family who once teamed up with the Southwest Exorcist to deceive the underworld.

Many years later, the young man finally fulfilled the vow he had made, and smiled happily.

But now, Zheng Shushu, who was already middle-aged, was left with nothing but exhaustion.

and confused.

Everything he's been doing... really right?

Zheng Shushu clenched his palms tremblingly, desperately trying to keep his mother's only ashes in his palms.

He stood up slowly, looking at Yan Shixun with empty eyes.

Yan Shixun did not urge Zheng Shushu.

He was waiting for an answer, waiting... Zheng Shu told him all this himself.

"Mr. Yan..."

Zheng Shu's mouth moved, and his hoarse vocal cords barely squeezed out a few syllables.Before he could say anything, he pulled the muscles on his face with difficulty and laughed, his eyebrows and eyes wrinkled together, twisted more ugly than crying.

"Layman Chengyun, maybe what he said is right. I... really did something wrong."

"But what's the use of saying this now? I've gone too far, for too long, and I can't go back."

Zheng Shuli cried and laughed, as if he was insane.

But his voice slowly sank.

He wasn't talking to Yan Shixun.

Instead, it seemed that he was facing his own soul, asking himself questions after years of confusion and depression.

——What the hell am I doing?

Obviously at the beginning, he just wanted revenge, but how did he come to this situation today?

Zheng Shu remembered that Li Chengyun didn't blame him for what he did back then, but just told him calmly that there was cause and effect.

If you choose that path, then you have to bear the karma brought about by that path, whether it is good or bad.

But at that time, Li Chengyun looked at the only remaining master Bai after the massacre of the village, and reminded Zheng Shushu that his karma was too much, and if he didn't stop in time, the evil consequences would eventually come back.

The fruit that Master Bai paid back was greater than the cause he owed.

It was not Master Bai who killed the murderer, and it was not Master Bai who stood by and watched. From the beginning to the end, he did not participate in the tragedy of Carpenter Zheng and his wife.

The only thing he did wrong was that he chose to become a craftsman, studying skills instead of managing the villagers, so he lived an innocent and pure life, and his thoughts of not being able to see through the villagers around him had long since changed.

He thought that he was inviting Carpenter Zheng to complete an important stroke in the history of shadow puppetry and push shadow puppetry forward a step further.

But he never thought that that would be the beginning of the tragedy of Zheng Carpenter's family.

The murderer and the bystanders are villagers surnamed Bai.

From the ancestors, all the other villagers surnamed Bai lived by relying on the ancestors surnamed Bai, received gifts from ghost messengers from him, and learned shadow puppet skills from him to make a living.

No matter how many generations he went up, Master Bai didn't do any more wrong things.

But Zheng Shu has always hated him, thinking that if Master Bai hadn't existed from the beginning, all the things that followed would not have happened.

Therefore, he did not kill Master Bai, but he did not let Master Bai go. Instead, he left Master Bai in the village and helped him replace the whole village with the shadow puppet show, deceiving the world and allowing Master Bai to relive the past days and nights. A scene of suffering.

Every Zishi, above the barren village, the erhu sounds, and the sound of gongs and drums.

The shadow play begins.

As an intermediary point, Master Bai, who exists both in shadow puppetry and in reality, has to watch everything happen.

day to day.

Zheng Shushu stood beside the bushes as tall as a person, with his head lowered and his expression gloomy. He was shrouded in the large shadow cast by the plants, gloomy and cold.And he muttered vaguely in his mouth, so Yan Shixun couldn't hear him talking about the surface of the water.

But Yan Shixun couldn't care less about discerning Zheng Shushu's words carefully.

Sparks rose from a distance and quickly burned the entire field.

Thick smoke was billowing, the smell of blood and flames intertwined in the air, mixed with the screams and howls from a distance, and the tragedy of the world was being staged.

The smoke and dust all over the air is like a curtain, and the shadows of those people are projected on the curtain, like a huge shadow puppet show, everything is shown in front of Yan Shixun's eyes, reenacting the events of the past.

Villagers fled howling, village houses were engulfed in flames, and some people were crying to save their property in the flames.

But the figure of the young man has already appeared.

He is laughing.

Someone recognized the young man, wiped his tears and called the carpenter to come and help me.

But the young man just turned around and asked them softly, do you remember that many years ago, there was a carpenter in this village where everyone learned shadow play.

Surnamed Zheng.

The young man smiled and introduced himself to everyone again.

He said, my name is Zheng Shushu, the son of Carpenter Zheng.

What you owed me back then, what you owed my family... It's time to pay it back.

You let me see my father's rotting and maggot-filled corpse after his violent death, and my mother sinking to the bottom of the lake with her unborn child. Now, you and your children have to experience this pain again.

Your children will see your tragic death, the death that is everywhere in the village but cannot escape, they will be hunted and hunted down in fear like my mother was, and then die in fear.

And you, you will see your children die before your eyes, and there is nothing you can do to save their lives, crying and crying.

The villagers were stunned.

No one expected that the skinny little boy had managed to survive after escaping from the village and came back to take revenge.

The shadow puppet master was in tears, and begged on his knees that he could not die. He had just become famous, and he still had a great future and money waiting for him. Money, isn't it all a waste of hard work?

Some shadow puppets looked for Master Bai in the crowd angrily, and asked him loudly if he knew Zheng Shu's identity, and scolded him why he didn't tell him earlier, so that everyone could work together to beat the wolf cub to death in advance.

Master Bai stood at the edge of the crowd and closed his eyes.

He said, I failed to save Carpenter Zheng's family back then, so now, I should close my eyes and pretend that I didn't see your pleading for help, which is fair.

And the young Zheng Shushu quietly watched the farce in front of him, and looked at the faces he remembered with hatred, they were the same as before, ugly and philistine, he could hurt others at will for fame and fortune , proud and arrogant.

There is an urge to laugh.

His parents died because of these people...

Some villagers found that Zheng Shushu was in a daze, so they wanted to rush to kill him when he was off guard.

Many villagers have experienced that incident many years ago. At that time, several young people who took the lead killed Zheng Carpenter and his wife, and after Zheng Shu disappeared, they took all the wealth accumulated by Zheng Carpenter's family for generations. I have, even the villagers who did not participate at that time, all got some small change.

Some people felt very uneasy. After all, Carpenter Zheng's wife was pregnant when she died. After hearing what happened to Carpenter Zheng's wife, many young women also somewhat sympathized with her and had a big fight with their husbands.

There are also older people, after hearing young people say that Carpenter Zheng’s wife floated out of the lake immediately after her death, they immediately wanted to invite the ghost exorcist to perform a ritual ceremony nervously, chanting about the murder of the floating corpse. San, I'm afraid I will turn into a ghost and come back to seek revenge on them.

But the young people didn't care. They satirized the older people for being timid and old-fashioned. They talked about ghosts and gods in their age. They hung a shotgun at home to see who dared to come.

If they could kill Carpenter Zheng's wife once, they dared to kill him a second time.

Having said that, the young people who took the lead were still concerned about the atmosphere in the village, and divided some of the property of Carpenter Zheng's family to those villagers who did not participate.

Carpenter Zheng has a long family history. It is said that he had dealt with people who ate food in the underworld before. The wealth, gold and silver accumulated in several lifetimes blinded everyone's eyes.

The people who got the money were silent and quiet, and some women were uneasy, but they were still scolded by their families for making money, isn't it good, the benevolence of women.

And those five young people were also regarded by the villagers as the backbone of courage and strategy, and gradually gained the right to speak in the village, and even their families were respected.

On the contrary, Master Bai's family was hated by the villagers because of Master Bai's anger and reprimand, and they were slowly excluded and isolated to the edge.

Those five young people later became well-known masters of Southwest shadow puppetry, TV magazines, everything, and they were so beautiful for a while that they even opened their own graveyards to tourists, charging exorbitant entrance fees.

The whole village made a lot of money, so naturally they gradually forgot what awe was.

Until facing Zheng Shushu who came back for revenge, many people still didn't take it seriously.

The Zheng Shu in their impression was still the little boy who had no ability to resist many years ago.

But what they don't know is...

The young Zheng Shu lowered his eyes. He heard the sneak attack from behind, but he still smiled happily.

Yan Shixun watched this scene intently, and suddenly Fuzhi realized in his heart what those wooden puppets in the courtyard of Zheng Shu's house were for.

Before he could ask Zheng Shushu next to him, the shadow puppetry started moving again.

Wooden puppets came out from every house.

Although their movements are still a little stiff, their facial features are lifelike, and they look exactly like real people when they put on clothes.

But what scares the villagers even more is that each of those wooden dolls has a corresponding villager.

When the puppet and the villagers stand together, it is even difficult to tell who is the real person and who is the woodcarving.

Screams resounded through the night sky.

Large swaths of blood splashed the soil, and the flames billowed with smoke.

Firelight also danced in Yan Shixun's pupils.

He pursed his lips tightly, did not take a step forward, and did not save the villagers.

Yan Shixun sighed softly in his heart, and secretly said, it really is so.

His guess was confirmed.

The name of White Paper Lake is derived from the successive deaths of nearby villages many years ago, which refers to Zheng Shu's revenge this time.

But the truth is much more than that.

Since no one found anything strange about the deaths of the villagers back then, and even allowed Zhang Wubing to choose this location for shooting, it means that everyone's deaths were normal at least superficially, and can be explained by scientific theories. Pass.

In this way, the ghost exorcists in the southwest did not notice this place, and the news did not reach the official person in charge or Haiyun Temple.

However, since Zheng Shushu is manipulating the shadow play, he doesn't have to use false scenes to deceive Yan Shixun. All this must be the truth that only Zheng Shushu and Master Bai know.

That's why they can use shadow puppets to reproduce the scene of that night.

The peaceful death on the surface, and the completely different truth hidden under it.

The two sides of the contradiction can only make Yan Shixun think of one possibility——

Before those villagers died, their souls had already been replaced by Zheng Shushu's bone replacement technique into wooden puppets, and then locked into the shadow play.

Later, when the death was known to the outside world, the remaining villagers probably only had empty shells left.

Anyway, the Southwest is a special enough place for all exorcists, because neither the Underworld nor Fengdu has ever set foot here, so the soul has been in a state of wandering for a long time, no matter what happens, it is not surprising.

As for the death of the villagers in the whole village, they did not see their souls. It can also be regarded as a new rumor that makes everyone fear the Southwest, so that the ghost exorcists dare not come to take a closer look.

The corpses were buried hastily, and the souls remained in the shadow puppetry. The villagers were not completely dead. They were not even qualified to have the peace of death. They could only be killed by themselves in the shadow puppetry over and over again. the pain of death.

Just like what Zheng Shushu had endured and resented, he returned his experience to all the villagers.

Therefore, because those villagers were already dead in the eyes of heaven and earth, they didn't notice that their souls were different, and they were successfully deceived by Zheng Shushu and Master Bai, only the one next to Baizhi Lake was a shadow play of dead things.

Rather than the real world that is really imprisoned outside the world.

If Zhang Wubing hadn't chosen Baizhi Lake by mistake this time, maybe no one would have discovered it until the new world was completely formed, threatening or even replacing the original world, all ghost exorcists in the world, and even Even ghosts and gods, nothing can be redeemed.

This is……

The cycle of life and death goes back and forth, Tai Chi Yin and Yang are recirculating, and a new world and avenue will be born from the false, and the false will become true.

The moment Yan Shixun thought about everything, his mind was filled with horror, and his heart sank into the cold white paper lake along with the dead.

The palm hanging by his side trembled slightly, and it took a long time before he clenched it into a fist, suppressing the turbulent waves under the calm surface.

Yan Shixun had already realized that this was not something that could be easily resolved, but he still didn't expect that what he was about to face was a whole new world.

He couldn't help thinking of Li Chengyun.

Did his master realize this when he was in Baizhi Lake?Knowing that a new world will be born here, or even more terrifying... Does his master's death have anything to do with this place?

Zheng Tiantian...

Yan Shixun's eyes darkened, and he clenched his hands tightly.

When Zheng Shushu, who was standing beside Yan Shixun, raised his head gloomyly, he also saw Yan Shixun's reaction in his eyes.

With the help of the mountain wind, the rapid fire spread from the village to the place where they were standing in an instant.

The two stood in a sea of ​​flames, only the crackling sound could be heard, and neither of them spoke.

But those flames seemed to have eyes, and they didn't hurt the two of them at all, but burned around the two of them, forming a safe vacuum zone around them.

Yan Shixun noticed the fact that Zheng Shushu hadn't been burned, and suddenly, he identified Zheng Shushu and Zheng Tiantian as the people who manipulated everything behind the scenes.

And Zheng Shushu also saw Yan Shixun's safety in his eyes, he smiled wryly, knowing that Master Bai believed in Yan Shixun more than himself.

That's right, after all, they are the disciples of Layman Chengyun, with a bright wind and bright moon, and extraordinary momentum, how can anyone not admire their awe-inspiring righteousness.

Zheng Shushu let out a long sigh, and finally made up his mind because of this scene.

"Mr. Yan."

When he spoke again, Zheng Shushu had regained his composure.

He looked directly at Yan Shixun who turned to look at him, and said in a word: "Please, take Master Bai away."

After hearing the content of Zheng Shushu's words clearly, Yan Shixun opened his eyes slightly, surprised that Zheng Shushu would let his "enemy" go.

"I know that Mr. Yan is far more intelligent than ordinary people, but there is one thing that Mr. Yan may not have guessed."

Zheng Shushu said: "Mr. Yan saw the wooden sculptures all over the yard before, each one corresponds to the life they replaced. The humanoid ones replaced the villagers, and the animal statues also replaced the corresponding animals. Every time a person is killed, the A new wood carving will appear correspondingly."

"As for Master Bai's woodcarving..."

Zheng Shuli lowered his head weakly, as if he was completely crushed by the weight of life and hatred, and he experienced a lot of vicissitudes in an instant.

But before Zheng Shushu finished speaking, Yan Shixun suddenly remembered that when he placed Zheng Shushu's house before, in addition to the woodcarvings all over the yard, there was also an unfinished woodcarving in the workshop.

Zheng Shushu thought that Yan Shixun hadn't guessed it, but he didn't know that under the Dao, there were evil spirits that had penetrated into the bones. It was the last resort left by Dao for self-saving. How could he be trapped in Zheng Shushu's cognition of ordinary ghost exorcists?

He underestimated Yan Shixun.

Yan Shixun also underestimated Zheng Shushu's cruelty.

That wooden statue of an old man with only the upper body... turned out to be prepared for Master Bai!

According to Zheng Shuji's behavior, when the wood carving is completed, it is the time when the corresponding living person dies.

In other words, Master Bai will die tonight!

Yan Shixun remembered that when he visited Master Bai's house before, the expression on Master Bai's face at that time was complicated that he didn't understand, and even his words had the meaning of asking for loneliness.

Master Bai knew very well that Zheng Shushu would finish the wood carving tonight, and he would face death.

But even though he knew all this, he was still calmly preparing to meet his own death, without any thought of escaping or fear.

In the end, Master Bai was worried about Zheng Shushu.

He asked Gu to tell all the secrets he knew and the bargaining chips he had, just to let Yan Shixun rescue Zheng Shushu.

Master Bai knew very well that although Zheng Shushu succeeded in revenge, he did not live happily.

Because of Zheng Shu's obsession with his mother's death and his guilt towards Zheng Tiantian, he lives in hell all the time.

And Zheng Tiantian repeatedly mentioned the events of the year, watched Zheng Shushu's tossing and suffering with cold eyes, uncovered Zheng Shushu's scars over and over again and did not allow it to heal, which intensified Zheng Shushu's pain.

Master Bai felt sorry for Zheng Shushu.

Although he felt guilty towards Zheng Tiantian, after all, Zheng Shushu was the child he grew up with.

Before the accident, he and Carpenter Zheng became close friends because of the same interests.

Even Zheng Shuli fell in love with shadow puppetry because he had seen the shadow puppetry performed by him. He happily told Zheng Carpenter that he wanted to be a shadow puppet maker instead of a carpenter.

The son of a close friend, how could Master Bai have the heart to watch him suffer.

After Zheng Shu returned to the village, Master Bai and Zheng Shu also got along for many years. For Master Bai, Zheng Shu is no different from his own children.

He would rather die himself than Zheng Shushu to suffer any more.

Yan Shixun also understood who the person behind the scenes that Master Bai said was Zheng Tiantian.

Master Bai clearly wanted him to take Zheng Shushu away from Zheng Tiantian.

And now...

Yan Shixun quietly looked at Zheng Shushu in front of him, suddenly smiled and shook his head slightly.

Zheng Shushu was begging him to save Master Bai from Zheng Tiantian.

Each of these two people forgot about themselves at the last moment, and only considered a way out for the other.

But for so many years, they lived like sworn enemies.

"Mr. Yan?"

Zheng Shushu was startled by Yan Shixun's smile, and asked cautiously, "Does Mr. Yan disagree?"

He suddenly became a little anxious: "Lady Chengyun, your master, also reminded me about Master Bai, but I just figured it out now! I admit that I did something wrong, I was a few years late, But Master Bai is still alive! Mr. Yan, please trust me!"

"Master Bai's woodcarving..."

As Zheng Shushu was talking, he suddenly paused, and then he spoke again: "When I was carving to the end, the carving knife suddenly broke, and the wood carving was not finished. I think this is a reminder from layman Chengyun. I, think twice before acting. Therefore, instead of continuing to carve, I came to Mr. Yan, asking you to take Master Bai away from here."

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that the relationship between the two of you is really..."

Yan Shixun looked at Zheng Shushu with a smile in his eyes, and asked softly, "Do you know what Master Bai told me at the end?"

"He said, let me rescue you from Zheng Tiantian's side."

Zheng Shushu slowly widened his eyes in disbelief.

He stared at Yan Shixun stubbornly, trying to find evidence that he was lying.

Yan Shixun just smiled and said: "Master Bai hopes that you can live like a normal person, not trapped in the hell of hatred every day, but the most ordinary and peaceful happiness. He would rather die himself, and hope you can be rescued. "

At that moment, Zheng Shushu felt that everything in front of him disappeared, and only the gradually elongated white noise remained in his ears.

Other than that, he couldn't feel anything.In my mind, only what Yan Shixun said was left.

And because the mind of the person who manipulated the shadow puppetry was shaken violently, the whole scene also shook and collapsed.

The spreading flames were extinguished inch by inch, and the mountains, fields, and villages and lakes in the distance were all plunged into darkness.

There was only one candle in the village, which was blown back and forth in the cold wind, but stubbornly refused to go out.

I want to leave a light for the children who have not returned from a long journey.

Leave a way home.

Yan Shixun looked back, but saw the old man's hunched and thin figure standing beside the candlelight.

He knew it was Master Bai.

What Zheng Shushu did, if he told his plan to any exorcist, including Yan Shixun, he would not think he could succeed.

But it was Zheng Shushu who did all of this.

Yan Shixun knew that this was based on Guiying's powerful ghostly aura, coupled with Master Bai's unconditional trust and letting him control him, he took out all his soul and life, and because of guilt and remorse, he was doing his best to help Zheng Shushu. Make this happen at last.

Master Bai is like the candlelight after the shadow play.

Guarding the inheritance of shadow puppetry.

Also guard Zheng Shushu.

No matter how much Zheng Shushu hated him, as long as Zheng Shushu turned his head, he would always be able to see that burning candle, and he would not forget the way home because he had traveled too far.

When Yan Shixun wanted to understand everything, he didn't have the pleasure of grasping the truth, only a shallow sigh.

Unhappy things in life, eighteen or nine... When Master Bai invited Carpenter Zheng in high spirits back then, he must have never imagined that it would develop into this situation in the end.

Yan Shixun looked sideways at Zheng Shushu.

Zheng Shushu hadn't recovered from the shock, but they had already returned from the field just now to the courtyard where Yan Shixun opened the gate to discover the truth.

Yan Shixun looked at the dead silence with no one around, only the wooden mechanism behind the window remained, and he was still dutifully projecting the shadow of the shadow puppets on the window, walking around and raising his hands, as if someone was at home.

But the moment he saw the wooden mechanism, he suddenly remembered what Zheng Shushu had just said about woodcarving.

There is also Zheng Tiantian who is regarded by both Zheng Shushu and Master Bai as the leader of all this.

Xie Lin's younger sister, Xie Jiaojiao... is Zheng Tiantian.

"Zheng Tiantian!"

Yan Shixun suddenly turned around and looked at Zheng Shushu with sharp eyes: "Can she carve wood?"

Zheng Shushu, who hadn't fully recovered, didn't know why, but still nodded his head: "Mr. Yan also saw it, Tiantian is a ghost baby, she is already more talented than me, compared to me, she is the real one. It inherited the one from the Zheng family's woodcarving."

As soon as Zheng Shushu finished speaking, Yan Shixun ran wildly and pushed open the gate of the courtyard. He didn't bother to explain to Zheng Shushu, and immediately ran to Third Uncle Bai's house where everyone lived.

Even though Yan Shixun and Xie Lin are not familiar with each other, because of the existence of Song Ci, he has some understanding of Xie Lin's deep feelings for his sister.

Besides, when Xie Lin saw Zheng Tiantian before, she also said that she was like his sister.

The only thing Xie Lin hesitated about was Zheng Tiantian's age.

It was exactly the same as when Xie Jiaojiao disappeared.

But now, after seeing all the things that happened before, Yan Shixun finally understood why Xie Lin felt this way.

——Because Xie Jiaojiao or Zheng Tiantian are ghost babies at all!

She had died before she was born, so she shouldn't have had the chance to grow up.

Just like Jing Xiaobao, even though he is a ghost, but decades after his death, he still maintains the same age as when he died.

Even if he later gained terrifying power and even became the King of Hades, it didn't make him grow up too much. At most, he was a year or two older than he was when he died.

Yan Shixun didn't know why Xie Jiaojiao grew up to such an extent from a baby, but he was already startled enough just by guessing.

How powerful is it to support Xie Jiaojiao's soul from growing up from a baby to a little girl?

If that's the case...then Xie Jiaojiao is a more terrifying existence than Jing Xiaobao.

Just thinking about it, Yan Shixun felt a cold wind howling through his chest, making his hands and feet feel cold.

What worries him even more is that, given Xie Lin's obsession with Xie Jiaojiao's disappearance, it is very likely that he will go to Zheng Shu's house again, trying to confirm the relationship between Xie Jiaojiao and Zheng Tiantian.

But what Xie Lin didn't know was that what he was about to face was not some cute little sister at all.

It is a ghost baby who is more terrifying and powerful than Hades.

Not to mention, Xie Jiaojiao also knows Zheng's carpentry skills, and can use wood carvings to replace the identity of a living person like Zheng Shushu.

Whenever Xie Jiaojiao has a hint of malice towards Xie Lin, Xie Lin is definitely not able to resist it.

Yan Shixun's heartbeat was beating like a drum, and he returned to the outside of the courtyard of Third Uncle Bai's house as quickly as possible, glanced at the still closed gate of Third Uncle Bai's house next to him, and rushed towards the gate of Third Uncle Bai's house.

As soon as Ye Li opened the door, Ye Li saw his beloved exorcist returning, before he could smile, Yan Shixun grabbed his arm.

"Where's Xie Lin?"

Yan Shixun didn't catch his breath, he just stared at Ye Li and asked, "Tell me, he's still here."

Ye Li withdrew the smile he was about to show, he pursed his pale thin lips, sighed softly and said to Yan Shixun: "Shixun, you have to know that mortals can beg for anything they want. No matter what they want What you want is happiness or misery in the eyes of others.”

"The living man chooses his own cause and effect, suffering or pleasure, and bears it himself because of it."

Ye Li lowered his long eyelashes halfway, stared at Yan Shixun seriously, and said word by word: "It's nothing more than cause and effect."

As a ghost, for thousands of years, Yeli has heard countless prayers and pleadings from the human world, not only from exorcists, but also from ordinary people, who followed the soul to Fengdu and fell into Yeli's ears. .

Ye Li had heard requests for money and officials, but he had also heard requests for death.

As a ghost in charge of death and judgment, what Ye Li saw far surpassed all other ghosts or living beings.

He saw the pleas buried in the deepest part of the soul of people, gods and ghosts. For many people, death is the happiness they long for. Ordinary people think it is a tragic thing, but those people cry to ghosts and gods day and night to seek it.

Just like Xie Lin.

From Ye Li's point of view, Xie Lin is already an adult, he should bear the consequences for his own choice, knowing that after leaving this courtyard, he has to bear the risk.

Ye Li dissuaded him.

But he is by no means a good God, and he will not blindly block the other party with the idea of ​​"thinking about the other party's safety" when the other party is unwilling.

Even the obstruction of that long silence was already a compromise made by ghosts and gods because of the one they love.

After Yan Shixun heard Ye Li finished speaking, the palm that was holding Ye Li's arm gradually tightened, with such force that it even left obvious and bright red pinch marks on Ye Li's pale and bloodless arm.

Ye Li noticed this, but didn't care.

He just stretched out his arms and hugged Yan Shixun, who was still in a daze, into his arms, not caring at all that he exposed his most fragile throat and chest to Yan Shixun's eyes.

Perhaps his beloved ghost exorcist will be angry at his indifference, or not understand the judgment he makes.

After all, strangers are the easiest to be soft-hearted and emotional.

Ye Li is very aware of this, and has seen many people still make irrational emotional decisions in critical moments.He knew that if a stranger faced Xie Lin's situation, maybe he would choose to stop Xie Lin desperately for Xie Lin's own safety and life.

For the good of Xie Lin.

But as the lord of Fengdu, Ye Li was not prepared to deny his verdict.

However, because Yan Shixun may think differently from his own, he will not have any guard against or alienate Yan Shixun.

Therefore, Ye Li handed over the right to choose to Yan Shixun.

Dao Dao has knocked on the middle gate of Fengdu several times but was indifferently rejected. There are ghosts and gods who bow to him even if the world is in front of him. At this time, they bowed their heads to the beloved ghost exorcist.

Ye Li's throat was within reach of Yan Shixun.

He was quietly waiting for Yan Shixun to make a judgment.

But to Ye Li's surprise, Yan Shixun quickly came back to his senses, but he didn't criticize his choice, but asked about Lu Xingxing's situation quickly.

"Is Lu Xingxing awake? Can he hold this place?"

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