It was a silver bell.
It is very similar to Huangquan Bell, but if you don't look carefully, you can't tell the difference. The bells all looked the same, especially the ones that had no patterns of any kind. They were just monotonous silvery white with a smooth surface without any rust. But at this time, it is easy to think of what it symbolizes when taking out this kind of thing.
"Is this your father's thing?" Dai Luan was shocked, "The last semi-finished product he made was..."
Shi Wuqi frowned and shook his head: "Your father is really a master of art and bold, and he dares to agree to such a request. If it is just to restore the appearance, it will be easy, but the function is hard to say."
Yun Ge frowned, gritted his teeth, and spoke in a controlled and calm tone. He said slowly:
"Wrong. These are all very imitative. The difficulty is precisely the lines that can be seen clearly no matter how you turn them."
Cheng You picked up the bell without moving his fingertips. He just exerted force on his wrist and swayed it regularly.
It is indeed close to a human cry. Sad and desolate, like whispers from a distant world, filled with sorrow.
But it doesn’t seem to be the same.
Shanhai had only heard it once, when he, his apprentice and Mu Wan heard it at the house of the deceased Miss Lin. It was Lord Ruyue's ringtone. The sounds of the underworld bells are all the same. In addition to the whimpering sound that does not belong to the bell, there is also the resonance caused by the six impermanent souls. The rhythm of the two steps together to form a complete symbol.
What happened to the... thing in Chengyou's hand? Does the bell always sound like this in anyone's hand?
"How can it be considered stealing? I bought it legally from someone else."
"other people?"
"To be precise, I'm going to exchange... for a pair of my precious paintings." Cheng You's tone was full of reluctance, "This was taken from a serious place, and it was taken in a proper way."
"A serious place?" Yun Ge said with a straight face, "A serious place shouldn't buy stolen things."
Shanhai finally understood. When they were still in Jintong Township, according to Yun Ge, his father's relic was still on him, and it must be the bell. But was Yun Ge really still holding it at that time? Was this imitation of Huangquan Bell lost before that, or after that, or was it not actually in his possession in the first place? Yun Ge is an honest man, and he should have done more than lie to them, but he did not prove it at the time. Maybe he didn't need to talk to a few strangers... But now that the matter is over, the bell is indeed in Cheng's hand, and Not here in Yunge.
"Is the Death Shadow Pavilion not serious enough?" Cheng You asked.
"Bah." Mu Wan cursed. It should be said that for the sake of the sachet, she has the right to speak - although it is also "voluntary".
Dai Luanchu stayed there without saying a word for a long time. She thought for a moment and her thin eyebrows knitted together. She pursed her lips and said:
"It's not the same."
"What?" Several people looked at him.
"It's just...not the same as the real Huangquan Ling."
In fact, the sound was very similar. It was too far away from the last time they heard it, so it is natural for the memory to be different. Maybe if you put the imitation and the real thing next to each other, they can tell them apart. After a year, can Dai Luan distinguish the truth from the truth? Although it is a bit unbelievable, considering the map she restored at that time, it is quite convincing.
"Really?" Cheng You raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, "Girl, what do you think...is different?"
"Huang Quanling's voice is... louder. Maybe this is the wrong word, let me think about it." She scratched her head, "It's clearer and clearer, making people feel as if it comes from all directions. It's the sounds from other places that are rushing into people's ears. , instead of the sound running out from the bell. And you are too sad. It is true that the Huangquan Bell itself has a whine-like tone, but yours seems...compared to unwillingness, there is a bit more vindictiveness in it, I don't like."
Cheng You smiled and didn't mind her bluntness.
"What you said makes some sense. I will never forget the real Huangquan Bell after hearing it once. But the sound is just something incidental to it, and the most important thing is its function. Boss Yun -" He looked over, "What do you think? What kind of person is your father?"
Yun Ge didn't know what he meant by asking this. He only knew that his father died because of this man. His eyes were full of undisguised hatred, Cheng You didn't think it was a problem. But he answered the question anyway.
"My father is a man of integrity, conscientious and striving for excellence. He is a person I have admired all my life."
"Even by hook or by crook?"
"I won't allow you to slander my father."
"Slander?" Cheng You spread his hands, "I'm telling the truth. The master craftsman Yunmai's craftsmanship is unparalleled. Without him, he can't make anything that can't be repaired. He works hard for his career and concentrates on every work. , injecting soul into them. Do you understand what I mean? Sometimes, this kind of people will embark on a paranoid path in pursuit of perfection..."
"Shut up."
"Inject soul? Do you understand?" Cheng You shook the bell with his fingers. There was no pendant inside, "Inject soul."
Yun Ge didn't understand what he meant at all, he just thought he looked disgusting. Shanhai felt vaguely that something was wrong, and seemed to have guessed some vicious answer, but he quickly rejected it. He glanced at Dai Luan, and there was no extra information in his usually blank face. Mu Wan was also a little confused, but he was very close to the answer. Only Shi Wuqi truly understood what he meant - literally - the Lord of Bones never overestimates the moral standards of human beings.
"The human soul is sealed inside." He said bluntly.
Shanhai felt like a flower exploded in his head. It's like you're standing in front of a broken door. You know you can open it, and you can guess what's behind the door, but you don't dare. As a result, you didn't open it, and the contents inside didn't break out, but the door itself exploded and burned cleanly. Everything that contained dirt and evil was revealed to you through a layer of smoke, along with the ashes in front of you. Extremely filthy.
"Many souls." Cheng You had an expressionless face and a light tone, as if all this had nothing to do with him. In fact, there was no direct connection. "The harm caused to the human body by crossing the six spiritual veins will be passed on to the bell. That kind of punishment will create an illusion for it, misjudging the soul sealed in the bell as a complete person, so that its holder can avoid the settlement of the price."
There was silence in the room.
Yun Ge's face was twitching, they were right. No one knows whether he knew his late father's "tricks". It may be that the truth was exposed and he became angry because he was unable to maintain his father's image, or it may be that he really didn't know anything and felt that Cheng You was spreading rumors.
"Bad talk!"
At present it seems to be the latter.
"Are you really not knowing, or are you just pretending?" Cheng You smiled and shook his head, "That's right... If your father had told you this method, you would have become a new master craftsman long ago. Why haven't you achieved anything yet? If you had known , and it is impossible to protect Yunmai's reputation so much, and really respect him so much."
Yun Ge clenched his fists and punched the cabinet at the front desk. The wooden cabinet had long since aged, and with a clear "click" sound, a large hole exploded. The sawdust pierced the side of his hand, and soon blood spread out, but he was completely unaware of it. His fist was deeply embedded in it, as if he had been born with it.
"You couldn't have killed someone yourself and slandered my father!"
"I knew you would say this. I can't say that you have wronged me. After all, the wronged souls contained in it are limited. Over time, they will be purified by silverware. So it can neither store a large number of dead people at once, nor can it be placed in There is no need there. In other words, it is just like making an offering, and new sacrifices must be offered continuously. If your father does not know such a function, how can he create such an effect? You also need to use your brain and think about it. "
Cheng You is right. These words made Yun Ge's blood surge, and his hand seemed to be embedded deeper into the groove. Others didn't dare to breathe. This is a fatal blow to a young man who has always regarded his father as a role model. It sounded a little cruel to reveal the true nature of the people he feared - and to those closest to him.
"So what do you want to do?" Shi Wuqi crossed his arms, raised his head slightly, and looked at him from a higher perspective, "To break a young man's admiration for his late father? Of course you can, and you can even tell the whole world that No problem. However, I still want to say...is what you are doing called human affairs?"
Shanhai couldn't stop shaking his head, and he didn't seem to disagree with Shi Wuqi. Mu Wan looked like he had eaten a fly, not only because of the "facts" revealed by Cheng You, but also because she once again assumed that he was a gentleman and walked back together. It makes me sick just thinking about it. She thought for a moment and doubted these words.
"Shop Manager Yun, don't listen to his nonsense. It would be possible if he had intimidated and pressured your late father before he was alive."
"That's right!" Dai Luan shouted, "Maybe it's you who threatens others!"
Several pairs of eyes stared at Cheng You, like a large sharp blade flying toward him. But he accepted them all calmly, like a ball of soft cotton, absorbing all the hostility. His words were somewhat roundabout.
"Then why did the Six Paths Impermanence only kill him?"
"What do you mean?"
"If I intimidated him and he was taken advantage of, why would the Six Paths of Impermanence only kill him and not me?"
Shan Hai felt that this statement was reasonable. Could it be that the person who asked him to ring this bell was not Cheng You.
As if seeing through what he was thinking, Cheng You glanced at them and answered calmly: "Of course, this bell was indeed the one I originally came to ask him to forge. Not much to say, the meaning behind this , you can taste it yourself.”
They knew what he was trying to say. He clearly hinted that in the beginning, Yunmai did this Huang Quanling voluntarily. Maybe Cheng You just put forward this tempting idea and led him astray. In order to reach the top, Yunmai agreed to this ridiculous request.
As an honest craftsman, Yun Ge doesn't think so fast. He was silent for a while and said:
"No matter what you want to say, if my father doesn't agree, you will kill him." Yunmai stared at his trousers, "I'm afraid the original owner of this shop, the old master, was killed by you in the same way. Yes. Because he rejected you."
Except for Shi Wuqi, everyone else took a breath of air. There was one thing he wasn't sure of when he was outside - he smelled something that didn't come from any of their own people. Now that he had stayed in the house for a long time, he slowly came to a conclusion. He looked at Yun Ge, waiting for him to come to that conclusion.
"What evidence do you have?" Cheng You looked at him without panicking.
