Every day the puppet is playing dead

There is a vision in the sky, who can sleep here?

The Lantern Festival ended hastily, and many people looked at the broken bones all over the sky, and their faces were extremely ugly.

Some people said that they left to go back to sleep. In fact, after leaving secretly, they went to see the temple dedicated to the Green Mother and wanted to know if the Green Mother was still there.

The temple dedicated to the Green Mother is in the ancestral hall of the town. If it is a weekday, the elderly will scold those who want to see the Green Mother.

According to the custom, during the Lantern Festival, people will cover the statue of the Green Mother with a piece of red cloth. After the Lantern Festival selects a new statue, the red cloth will be removed and a new Green Mother will be replaced.

But that day, the red cloth was lifted just like that, and no one knew who did it.

If you want to see the face of the green mother, you only need to stand at the door and take a look.

The guards said that a gust of evil wind blew off the red cloth, but the lamps dedicated to the ancestors in the ancestral hall were not extinguished.

Early the next morning, the only inn in the town was almost overcrowded. Most people in the town gathered in the inn, listening to various gossips while eating breakfast.

Their expressions are also various, some people have sad faces, some people have fearful faces, and some people have excited faces.

"Oh, the idol is cracked. It is said that even the puppet made by Master Zhang's family, the one that their family has prepared for a long time, is also cracked to be used as the idol at the Lantern Festival."

In the middle of the inn, a middle-aged man with a goatee said with a sigh.

A group of people surrounded the goatee. It seemed that the goatee's status was not low, and many people believed him.

After hearing from Goatee that the idol was cracked, some of the older ones burst into tears, while the younger ones asked very curiously:

"If the idol is cracked, it will be cracked. We can just replace it."

"It's not that simple."

The goatee sighed, his tone was very heavy, but he spoke with a very haughty expression. He was clearly saying something that was not good for the town, but because he was the only commentator here, his status was elevated , so the look sometimes reveals contempt for the audience around him.

After stroking his beard for a long time, he pretended to drink tea again, and after attracting the innkeepers, the goatee satisfied his vanity, cleared his throat, and continued:

"The statue is cracked, most likely the Green Mother has fallen."

"Didn't the illusion of the Green Mother turn around yesterday? Wasn't she... showing her spirit?"

The young man was even more astonished, he asked,

"Isn't the green mother very powerful?"

The younger generation in the town basically grew up listening to the stories of the Green Mother. In their impression, the Green Mother is almost omnipotent and a true fairy.

Are immortals so easy to fall?

"Well, who knows, maybe the Green Mother died with the evil spirits when she was exorcising them for us."

When Goatee talked about the fall, his tone was sad, but such a perfunctory attitude showed that he didn't really care about the fall of the Green Mother.

"Then what are the bone fragments that filled the sky yesterday?"

the young man asked again.

As soon as this question came out, the entire inn fell silent.

The older people directly looked ugly, they shook their heads and dispersed;

The face of the goatee also changed. He glared at the young man and said:

"That unlucky thing, why are you mentioning it?"

"Curious~~"

The young man scratched his head and smiled innocently.

Today's young people are too young. Although they know the tradition of the Lantern Festival in towns, they do not understand the thick layer of bloody silt under this layer of tradition under the deliberate concealment of their ancestors.

"If the green mother falls..."

Another young man glanced at the person sitting at a table in the corner of the inn, showing a troubled expression, lowered his voice, and continued to ask,

"Should we still use foreigners to worship the Green Mother?"

When the goatee heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously looked in the direction the young man was pointing at, and saw a handsome man sitting there.

The man has sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome appearance, it seems that he will show you a hearty smile in the next second;

It's a pity that today's man's face can be described as dark clouds, terribly black.

Isn't this one of the recent strangers?

The small town is located in a remote place, and there are not many outsiders all year round;

And the foreigners who came to the Lantern Festival are the focus of attention of all urban residents. Needless to say, everyone is paying attention to the movements of the foreigners.

Goatee frowned.

If he remembered correctly, judging from the news that came, there should be two foreigners.

Years of experience told Goatee that the only remaining outsider in front of him was not easy to mess with.

Perhaps, to make matters worse, that person is a cultivator.

It's okay to fool ordinary people with what they do, but if they provoke cultivators and Xiuxianmeng, the whole town may not be razed to the ground.

Thinking of this, the goatee turned his head, glared at the young man who was talking to him, and said seriously:

"What nonsense are you talking about? The Green Mother has fallen, so where do we have a Lantern Festival?"

The young man's eyes became blank. He was about to open his mouth to continue asking, but the goatee flicked his sleeves, grabbed the young man's ears and walked out of the inn.

In an instant, the entire inn was filled with laughter, and the young man screamed in pain.

The laughter and noise spread from the inside of the inn to the outside of the inn, and the crowd also moved to the street along with the excitement. Finally, everyone disappeared at another street corner, and the inn returned to its former calm.

The whole process didn't take much time, and no one really took the fall of the Green Mother to heart.

For ordinary people, if the Green Mother is gone, they can still worship another god.

Nobody cares.

As time went by, the people who came to have breakfast in the inn gradually left.

The innkeeper looked at the only man sitting in the hall, he hesitated for a few seconds, then stepped forward and asked:

"Guest officer, look at this..."

The man raised his head, took out a money bag and handed it to the innkeeper, then smiled at the innkeeper:

"I'm waiting for someone... In the past few days, I've spent all my food and lodging here."

After touching it secretly and confirming that the money bag was not light, the innkeeper's face immediately turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile:

"You can do whatever you want."

Then, the boss asked obsequiously:

"The guest may wish to tell you your name and the name of the person you are looking for. I have something to do with it. I can ask the second child of Quanchengtong to help you find it."

"The person I'm looking for is Chongyu."

The man smiled politely with alienation, "I'm in trouble."

That person is Wan Tubai.

Wan Tengbai didn't care about that "green mother".

He doesn't care who the "green mother" is, whether it's Yaoying or evil, he doesn't care.

After sweeping the wine shop down with a single sword last night, Wan Tengbai found angrily that he had lost Chongyu's trace.

To be precise, he lost track of the puppet body.

The evil spirit pretending to be the "green mother" was very weak, but Wan Tengbai also had to admit that she was very good at hiding, even if it was him, he couldn't find the evil spirit after searching all night.

His only roommate, Chongyu, was taken away by an evil spirit. Logically speaking, Wan Tengbai should be sad and angry;

If it was the stunned young man who traveled to this world not long ago, Wan Tengbai would definitely choose to search around with all his brain and blood.

Reckless, but sincere.

But today's Wanqibai would not choose to do this.

Because he is sensible.

The battle of wits and courage with the traversal system for many years, and the battle of wits and courage with the Heavenly Dao, taught Wan Qibai to be calm.

He has been sitting there, waiting for clues, while thinking about a question——

Is it necessary for him to bring Chongyu back?

Does he need Chongyu, or just the puppet that means "Kunlun mirror" to drive the shell?

The answer is self-evident.

Wan Tengbai chose the latter.

However, the remaining trace of his conscience was madly opposed.

That is Chong Yu.

That is Chong Yu.

In the face of interests, is his hidden secret love, that trace of nostalgia entrusted to Chongyu, so insignificant?

Wan Tengbai has been struggling with this problem since he returned to the inn in the morning.

Time passed little by little, from morning to night.

Wan Tengbai sat in the corner like a statue. If his chest was not still heaving, the innkeeper would think he was dead.

Because the statue of the Green Mother Goddess was cracked in the town, the second day of the Lantern Festival was much deserted.

There is no puppet competition, no various juggling, people come out to gather after a perfunctory, and then dispersed.

The moon is gradually rising to the mid-heaven, and the number of customers in the inn is getting less and less, and it is about to close.

The innkeeper glanced at Wanqibai, touched the purse in his arms, reluctantly left a door for Wanqibai, and then left.

The dim light in the hall illuminated half of Wan Chengbai's face, while the other half was hidden in the darkness.

Wan Tengbai looked at a point in the sky, as if he was looking at something, but he didn't seem to be seeing anything.

"I pulled him in."

Wan Tengbai suddenly said to himself, after realizing this, he was in despair.

Because Wan Tengbai realized that from the very beginning, he had already made a choice.

Now, he was just looking for a reason to convince himself.

Recognizing his own essence made Wan Teng heave a sigh of relief, but at the same time he fell into deeper despair.

He is really ruthless.

It seems that they are no different from the people in this town.

After thinking about this point clearly, Wan Tengbai's eyes became dazed, he lowered his eyes, and various memories flashed in his mind.

From curiosity and recklessness at the beginning, to deliberation later, and finally despair and madness, the people and things you meet at each stage flash back before your eyes——

Each face made various expressions towards him, either angry, hideous, or laughing;

Lips moved up and down towards him, cursing, praising, or admiring.

[...Player...Privilege...]

With a splitting headache, Wan Tengbai covered his forehead, frowned, and endured the sound of electric current ringing again in his ears.

Perhaps due to being too tired recently, the seal on the system in the body was temporarily loosened, and the lingering voice sounded again.

After a short rest, Wan Chengbai closed his eyes, ready to concentrate on pressing the system back again, and after repeated sealings, the system seemed to have a little more humanity. It immediately spoke electronically and said mechanically:

【Kunlun Mirror...】

Wan Tengbai's action of preparing to seal stopped for a moment, he was slightly distracted, and asked:

【Is Chongyu really a Kunlun mirror? 】

Seeing that it was not immediately sealed, the system anthropomorphically breathed a sigh of relief, and then responded with a loud electronic voice:

【Yes. 】

Hearing the system's confirmation, Wan Tengbai's heart fell to the ground, but strangely, he was not very happy. On the contrary, he felt a little disappointed and sighed in his heart.

He was sighing, sure enough, in the end, he would abandon everything.

【I can help you……】

Seeing that Wan Tengbai did not reply for a long time, the electronic voice paused for a moment, and continued, 【I...help you use...the Kunlun Mirror...]

Wan Tengbai couldn't help but sneered and said:

[Didn't you want to help me before?Why did you change your mind? 】

[Let you go on...the world...the Kunlun Mirror is not used properly...the world will be destroyed...]

The electronic voice said intermittently, [Can no longer... open the channel...]

If the system were human, it would definitely regret it now.

The world of the game, from the very beginning, is real, but not stable.

So, on a certain day, the god who created the world had a whim, and he decided to use another method to choose some people from different worlds to build and improve this world.

For Chongyu and the others, they thought they were just playing a game;

As far as the game world is concerned, all the selected "players" are real, and their every move and all their choices have created the world here.

From the perspective of the system, it is a gift to select players to experience the world here.

Among all the players, the most outstanding one is Wanqibai, and with the help of the will of the world, Wanqibai has completed the setting and script given to him by the Dao of Heaven.

Unexpectedly, something happened.

The system has always believed that it is the "behind the scenes" behind everything, and everything that happens in the world is under its control in the end.

Even the selected "players" are designed and issued by it to restrain and tempt them to do things.

It would have been all under control.

As for the final destination of the "player", it doesn't care.

As a result, the system forgot.

"Player" is an unstable factor, and Wan Tubai, as a leader, is the most unstable factor among them.

After completing the last mission, Wan Tengbai secretly sealed the system into the spiritual sea with a strange sealing method, and then he has been frantically looking for a way to travel back.

This confuses the system.

Wan Tengbai is rich, famous and powerful in the game world, and has a lot of suitors. Why should he abandon all the glory and wealth and return to the starting point?

Under Wan Tengbai's persecution, the system had no choice but to tell Wan Tengbai that the crossing passage had actually been closed when he crossed over, and it was impossible for all the "players" who crossed in to go back.

Of course, there is an extremely risky way.

The only way left is to find the artifact in the game world with its own traversal function——

Kunlun Mirror.

The Kunlun mirror itself has the function of traveling through time and space. If it is used properly, it may be able to open the first passage to enter the game world.

And the host of the Kunlun Mirror...

After calculation and statistics, the system told Wan Tengbai that it had put it into the game properties.

All players who have played the game may be the reincarnation of Kunlun Mirror.

After getting the news, Wan Tengbai thought for three days, and then forced the system to bring all the "players" into the game.

all.

Anyone who opens the interface of that game, no matter who they are, must enter.

Afterwards, Wan Qibai used his own method to screen them one by one.

The screening process is cruel, at least the screening method is somewhat bloody for humans.

The system doesn't care about Wan Chengbai's actions. From its point of view, if the screening can give Wan Chengbai something to do and stop thinking about destroying the world all day long, then the sacrifice of other players is worth it;

However, just because Wan Tubai has something to do, it doesn't mean that his patience is improving.

After repeated failures, Wan Tubai's behavior became more and more extreme.

The system had no emotions at first, but watching Wan Tengbai's every move, even it could vaguely sense that if he didn't do anything else, Wan Tengbai would go crazy.

If it was just a simple lunatic, it would have no effect on the world, but the fear is that if that lunatic is in a high position, if he stomps his feet with a casual word, it will cause millions of dead bodies and thousands of miles of blood to bleed.

Under the balance of the two, the system chose not to be silent anymore, but to help Wan Qibai fulfill his wish.

It's a pity that even though the system has explained clearly to Wan Tengbai the reason for helping him, Wan Tengbai doesn't trust it and will still seal it in his mental sea on weekdays.

Now, after finally waiting for the seal to loosen a bit, the system hastily told Wanqi Bai that the Kunlun Mirror was indeed Chongyu, and hoped that Wanqi Bai would calm down a little bit.

【Who is bad at the Kunlun mirror? Why is it Chongyu? 】

Wan Chengbai smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, he asked,

[Should I find Chongyu's body or soul now? 】

The system paused for a few seconds and replied:

【Body. 】

The setting of this world is that, in order to maintain balance, artifacts will not produce intelligence at all, let alone souls, because of their heaven-defying functions;

The so-called reincarnation is nothing more than an artifact attached to a certain soul and brought into one of the three realms.

After saying this, the system originally wanted to provide Wan Tengbai with more detailed usage methods, but before it finished speaking, it was sealed back into the spiritual sea by Wan Tengbai.

After sealing the noisy system back, Wan Tengbai stood up, walked out of the inn, and looked up at the sky.

There is a bright moon hanging in the sky, and there are layers of clouds nearby, without a single star.

"noob!!!"

A small shooting star suddenly floated over the eaves as far as his eyes could see, Wan Chengbai opened his eyes wide, watching the small ball of light fly over unsteadily, and stood still in front of him.

"noob?"

Yaoying was panting and floating in mid-air, seeing Wan Tubai staring at her blankly, she was out of breath, stretched out her small palm, and slapped Wan Teng Bai's face,

"What are you dazed about?"

Yaoying was too young to feel that slap at all, but it finally woke up Wanqibai.

Wan Tengbai concentrated his attention, put his eyes on Yaoying, and asked softly:

"what happened?"

"What's the matter? Why don't you go to your partner?"

When Chongyu was mentioned, Yaoying became more and more angry.

Wan Tengbai's eyes flashed a dark light, and he said tactfully:

"I fell into the evil trap and lost him."

"Look for it if you lose it, I was shot flying, didn't I come back to find you?"

Yaoying hates that iron cannot be made into steel,

"Okay, don't be in a daze, hurry up and follow me, I found Chongyu."

Hearing this, Wan Chengbai's eyes sharpened:

"He was taken away."

"I know."

Yaoying pulled Wan Chengbai's hair irritably, and said,

"I met him by the river in the outskirts. At that time, he seemed to be fighting for his body with the evil spirit... and finally came back from the fight."

According to Yaoying, she fainted for a while after being shot flying by Xie Chong.

After waking up, she flew in the direction of the town, and ended up bumping into the puppet's body by the river in the suburbs.

At that time, the behavior of the puppet's body was very strange. He fell down by the river, uttering female voices and male voices, his limbs were twisted, and his limbs seemed to be out of control, bent into strange postures, and his body twitched from time to time.

This situation lasted for a long time, and the puppet's expression became particularly ferocious. Yaoying looked at all this in front of her, she was so frightened that she hid in a tree beside her, quietly watching what happened.

After about an hour of tossing like this, Yaoying saw a cloud of spiritual light fluttering away from the puppet's forehead in embarrassment, and then the twisted body of the puppet collapsed and stopped moving.

This is what Yaoying said, and Chongyu fainted by the river.

After listening to Yaoying's intermittent description, Wan Tubai raised an eyebrow.

"Don't look at me like that, you hurry up and follow me."

Yaoying tried to drag Wan Tubai's hair away,

"He's fainted in a ruined temple in the suburbs now... I said, no matter who is in his body, we should keep him by our side~~"

As soon as the words fell, Yaoying was blown away by a gust of wind.

Turning over behind her in mid-air, when Yaoying was about to shout Wan Tubai angrily, when she opened her eyes, she saw that there was no one in front of her.

"Oh, where are people?"

Yaoying was at a loss.