The copper cold blade flashed past, and the sound of broken porcelain products was particularly loud in this silent night.
Chenxing leaned down and reached out to pick up a piece of debris. The puppet that was cut in half in front of him emitted blue smoke from the hollow part, and quickly disappeared with the wind. When she first took the porcelain in her hands, she could still detect the hard-soft texture, and the weak elasticity of the glue paint. But when the spiritual power inside it completely dissipates, what you feel in your hand is just an ordinary, hard and fragile pottery piece, with a thin layer of enamel left, and the word softness has nothing to do with it.
"He's just a spy. He didn't even give me more spiritual power."
Chenxing stood up and saw a man also wearing a curtain walking behind him. His steps were so light that even Chen Xing didn't hear him. But she wasn't too surprised and just continued what he said:
"Since Kanna-kun is here, then this place must not be peaceful."
"You are in danger here. People from the Wuyong clan will target you."
"You recognize me?"
"I know your heart."
"Let them," Chenxing straightened up and threw the fragments aside, "They can't do anything to me."
"What if I say that the successor of the Wuyong family is here?"
Having said this, Chenxing was a little surprised, but only for a moment.
"It doesn't matter. I would have left as soon as possible...but I'm not afraid of him."
Kanna-kun stepped forward and half-knelt beside the broken doll. The clothes it wore were the same as those of the people here. It was unknown where it stole clothes to be dried, and they still felt a little damp to the touch. It was cut in half by Chen Xing, and the section of the fabric was neat. A long human hair was attached to its head, and the human eyes stared unwillingly, wide open. Now, it has no spiritual power and is just an incomplete ornament that takes up space wherever it is placed.
Kanna-kun dug out an eyeball with one hand, looked at it for a moment, and said:
"It was soaked in a special potion to prevent it from decaying. But it is indeed a human eye."
"The interior of the clay and the enamel on the surface should also have undergone... special treatment. When there is still spiritual power in the body, it will soften and become closer to human skin when touched."
"Why are you investigating this stuff?"
Kanna-kun suddenly asked. This new question seems a bit abrupt in this conversation.
"Someone hire me."
He didn't ask any further, it was enough to get this answer. As for who the owner of Chenxing is, he has no interest. Whether he wants to slay demons and eliminate evil, do good deeds and accumulate virtue, or he wants to steal his master's skills and commit evil, these are not the areas that Kanna-kun should be concerned about right now. His current mission is to hunt down the evil messenger of lies, this has never changed, and everything else is out of his turn to care about. Like thousands of predators in nature, once he locks his eyes on a target, he will never look elsewhere.
"The craftsmanship of these dolls...has improved," Chenxing said. "I once found a large number of embryos in an abandoned village. They have not been processed in any way, and may be just a temporary storage place. Although I don't know if they are from Wuyonglan. But the differences between the two are no longer the same. At present, if you want to distinguish them, you can only judge them based on language."
"They can't speak yet, but I think... they'll be soon."
Chenxing thought for a while and said: "If he is not stupid, he really knows some magic that makes dead creatures speak... I would like to learn it. There are too many deaf and mute people in the world who need this skill more than him."
"Don't think about it. The most he can do is use some sound-producing objects and implant them into the bodies of puppets. It takes a lot of spiritual power to keep these puppets moving like normal people, and ordinary flowers and plants cannot provide support at all. Now, there are already monsters Being bought and sold in batches on the black market, and the disappearance of a large number of people may also be related to it. But for the latter, Lord Kisaragi is in charge, even though her previous affairs are not very clear... There are always not enough manpower. "
"There are too many innocent crimes to write down."
Even if Chenxing said so, Kannawu-kun couldn't completely trust her. On the surface, the conversation between the two seemed ordinary and peaceful, but in fact, they each had their own thoughts. Kanna-kun did not pursue Chenxing's matter because she had kept to herself for hundreds of years and had hardly participated in any evil deeds. The immortals even did some good things to save all sentient beings, but it was already very difficult for Chenxing, who relied on magic weapons to survive, not to do some bad things.
Kanna-kun sighed and said: "The actions of these puppets are getting closer and closer to humans, and they are becoming more and more difficult to detect when mixed in the crowd. Once they speak like humans, it will definitely cause a great commotion. That adult will not rely on These characteristics identify them as belonging to new life, but are enough to cause chaos that humans can easily incite."
Unconsciously, the puppet's body gradually dissipated. Its hard structure began to loosen, and it began to disintegrate step by step in front of the two of them, like a corpse rapidly decaying. It's like a special fire ignites it. It was born in the fire, and now it has disappeared in the invisible fire and turned into ashes that cannot be held in a handful. Kanna-kun stood up and stopped observing. They had lost their value. After a while, there were only a few tattered clothes on the ground.
"He really didn't leave any flaws behind."
The two of them stood aside and looked at the tattered clothes on the ground. Mr. Shenwu raised his head, looked at Chenxing, and said:
"Have you ever learned the art of disguise?"
"I've learned it, but I haven't used it much."
"Your appearance remains unchanged for a long time. It can only stay for ten or twenty years in each realm. For five hundred years, have you just been hiding like this?"
"It's more convenient than disguise. It would be too troublesome to put on another face and play another role. There are many people who hide their faces in the world, but it won't arouse suspicion."
"In the past hundred years, have you ever gotten married, established a business, or had any children?"
"Since when did Liu Dao Impermanence care about other people's housework?"
Even through two layers of fabric, Kanna-kun could feel the coldness of her gaze.
"I didn't expect you either."
"It's strange. When did being a wife and a mother become a woman's natural obligation? It's just a lot of choices. I've moved around, never stayed for a long time, and don't care about the gossip. I just never thought that you are also very impermanent. For a good thing.”
"You don't have to worry, I don't mean anything else. I just think that people who survive by relying on magic weapons may not be able to pass their powers to the next generation. If the power of magic weapons can be separated from the main body and spread in other forms, it may not be Good thing."
"You are really responsible."
"Speaking of duty—the lie won't stay here long," Kanna-kun said. "He has his own agenda."
"I find it a bit strange. With your Qinggong, it is not difficult to catch up with him. Could it be that he is so elusive that even you can't do anything about him?"
"Wherever he walks, he will leave trouble. If I am a little negligent, the entire village will fall into disaster. Their people will arrange a terrible formation that will include all life within a certain range. As a result, not a single blade of grass grows around.”
This is indeed an appalling spell. Chenxing thought for a moment and said:
"So far, I have not heard similar rumors...except for the whole village being infected by the epidemic. It seems that your efforts are quite effective, but it takes a lot of time. Is this the key to affecting your pace?"
"So be it. There seems to be another cause for the epidemic. Moreover, the spell is not complete yet, and they still lack some important parts. Once this method is refined, the consequences will be disastrous, and even the six realms of impermanence will be powerless. The seven magic weapons should be very It’s easy to be targeted, so I told you to be careful.”
"Thanks for the reminder. But - as a ghost of impermanence, you should be more careful."
"……how you said that?"
Chenxing lifted up one side of the gauze and pinned it to the brim of his hat. She looked very serious, as if she had something serious to say.
Ye Yinquan waited in the hotel for a long time, but Chenxing hadn't come back yet. She only said that she should repurchase some regular medicines and it shouldn't take so long. And I heard that the town was not peaceful recently, so she didn't even dare to go out. At night, thousands of households closed their doors and turned off their lights, falling asleep one after another. She was even cautious about opening the window, for fear of disturbing something unclean. Through the faint moonlight, she saw a figure appearing on the street, walking very fast. However, he is a male, and he is not wearing a curtain. It is impossible for him to be Chen Xing. He...should be an ordinary person, right? Even though he was still walking on the street so late, it made people feel uneasy. Yin Huan just watched him disappear into the distance in silence, and the street returned to an empty state. She leaned against the window and sighed slightly. The overwhelming tiredness made her a little distracted.
With her reliable Chenxing, she doesn't feel tired, and her thoughts are often occupied by trivial daily matters, and she no longer spends unnecessary time missing her family. Although she couldn't speak, and Chenxing rarely took the initiative to speak, she still had a companion by her side. The days of wandering alone in the past were really hard. Every time I was bullied, I missed my loved ones even more.
Especially her cousin.
In recent days, she rarely dreamed of the giant flaming bird, Kalingbinga, but she often saw Ling Yu's figure while half asleep and half awake. In the ocean of unconsciousness, Ling Huan was in a very dark place, with no light able to penetrate. It was as if she had replaced her past self, suffering the torture of loneliness in the dark side room, and she had become a free golden sparrow. But in this case, her heart was tied to her good sister, and she could not fly further. Could it be that in the past days, Ling Huan was like this too, that he was tied down because he was thinking about himself, and couldn't even live a carefree life? She didn't know that she looked like her, but she was not her after all. In the six months since I left home, the turmoil in my heart has been inexplicably amplified compared to the past.
When Chenxing returned to the hotel room, she was leaning against the window in an awkward posture and had fallen asleep. She grabbed Yin Huan's arm, slowly pulled her upright, and covered her with the quilt. But Chenxing himself can't rest yet. She took out a pen and paper and began to sharpen the ink by a candle. She wants to write a letter to her employer.
The letter is written and the candle is about to be extinguished. The flames struggled, as if they were drowning in lamp oil. Chenxing threw some debris into the lamp, the firelight turned into a gloomy purple, and the shadow on the table became distorted.
Chenxing picked up the letter and released it with his fingertips. The paper fell into the shadows, disappearing.
