Suddenly I heard a commotion, and a young man in brown clothes strode into the wine shop and ran towards the young man in white clothes, "Brother, why did I lose sight of you in the blink of an eye? It turns out you are here..."

"Two adults! You are here too. I haven't seen you for a long time." The boy in brown clothes was overjoyed. He sat calmly next to Yan Song and pulled the boy in white to sit down.

"This is my new friend. He is older than me. I call him Brother Ou. We were very in tune with each other as soon as we met. There is a saying that when we drink with a close friend, a thousand glasses of wine will be spent, and it's the two of us." Qian Qian

The official raised his eyebrows, looking proud and happy.

"Brother, these are my two benefactors. I am your benefactor, and they are my benefactors. In this way, they are also your benefactors. You don't have to be cautious and do whatever you want."

"The wine I asked for hasn't been served yet. I'm going to ask the store what's going on." The boy in white patted Qianguan, turned around and walked away. His lantern was placed on the table and gave off a faint glow.

"Making trouble everywhere." Yan Song said abruptly, obviously he was not satisfied at all with the young man in white whom Qian Guan had met.

Zi Mo is not optimistic about the "brother" Qian Guan calls her. She always feels that the young man in white is neater and calmer than he should be for his age. It is clear that Qian Guan and the young man in white are the same age, but they give people very different impressions.

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"Why did I cause trouble? Brother is a good person. Besides, I saved him unintentionally. How could there be any conspiracy? He was obviously dying at the time. I spent a lot of effort to wake him up. He is mine.

The first person I saved in my life."

"That day I escaped from the attic. Bricks and tiles from the ruins were flying everywhere and injuring many passers-by. I happened to see my brother lying on the ground. He was knocked unconscious."

Qian Guan looked at Zi Mo and said: "I used the elixir you gave me last time, Mr. Wu Ming, to save him. Didn't you say that you should always have a kind heart? Don't worry, I didn't tell my brother.

A little bit about the purpose of our coming to Lingcheng this time."

Qian Guan explained solemnly that he seemed to value this friend who had come out halfway, and even detailed every detail of his acquaintance with the boy in white. He said so much just to prove that his vision was correct.

My brother is a very good person.

Yan Song looked at Qian Guan with hatred. He seemed to want to say something. He murmured and moved his lips but said nothing. Finally, he stared at Zi Mo helplessly, with the look in his eyes that she had taught Qian Guan to be like this.

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"It's... pretty good." What else could she say.

"Brother, come here quickly!" Qian Guan waved to the boy in white and took the wine bottle from his hand, "You told me before that the people in Lingcheng always like to play games for fun, so what do they usually do?

Come and spend some time."

Qian Guan scratched the back of his head and said, "There is nothing interesting at my house. The annual Changping Flower Banquet is the most lively. If I have a chance, I will take you to my house to see how beautiful it is."

The young man in white looked at Qian Guan intently. When Qian Guan stopped, he said: "I was about to say this. People in Lingcheng like to watch puppet shows. They watch them when they have something to do, and they also watch it when they have nothing to do."

Zi Mo glanced at the young man, her face was full of interest.

The young man paused and continued: "People here seem to have an inexplicable love for puppet shows. The more realistic the puppets are, the happier they are. When they encounter particularly exquisite puppets, they will scream crazily.

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The young man in white glanced at the lantern, taking in everyone's expressions, and then he said attentively: "I happen to know a little puppet show, and there is a performance tonight at the Xingxing Pavilion. You must come and see it, I

There are several dolls here that are usually difficult to take out, and it’s only tonight that I’m so lucky.”

"I don't know if my two brothers and sisters would like to come and support me. I won't charge you money to watch the movie." The young man in white looked cheerful, "I have been preparing for tonight's performance for a long time. Although there was a small mistake suddenly in the middle, it's okay.

It affects the overall situation, I believe I can perform this scene well."

"Of course I will go. Since I am Qianguan's friend, I will go and see him." Yan Song suddenly stood up. He looked at the boy in white up and down, and then said slowly: "I'm looking forward to it."

"I'll go too," she agreed.

"Even so, I won't waste time here. I'll go and prepare the props for tonight. I won't let you down. This will be a beautiful performance, unprecedented and unprecedented."

The young man waved his hand and left with the lantern.

"Little King of Hell, I guess this 'Puppet Brother' is the Puppet Master mentioned by Xiao Pei and Mask."

She thought carefully before and after contacting her, and there was no doubt that the young man in white in front of her was the "Puppet Master". The Puppet Master must have known that Huiyue Pavilion no longer existed, but she did not expect that not only did he act imprudently, but he also acted openly and openly with them

Looking around in front of my eyes, tonight's puppet show will definitely not be that simple.

"Little King of Hell, you just destroyed his Huiyue Pavilion and killed his men. I think the puppet master must have done something tonight. You are the strongest here. Please be careful."

"It's just a trivial matter." Yan Song spoke briskly, and he said it very easily, but Zi Mo knew it would not be that simple.

No matter how big or small the issue is, Little Yama always looks like he doesn't care about it. Is it possible that he doesn't have anything to worry about?

She glanced at Yan Song quietly but was caught red-handed. She quickly looked away. In order to prevent the little King of Hell from taking the opportunity to ridicule her, she quickly changed the topic and said lightly: "Qianguan... why not

Talk, where is Qianguan?"

She suddenly found that Qian Guan was missing.

"I don't know." Yan Song said calmly.

Zi Mo rarely saw Yan Song be kind to people. When he was in Beiyin, he was able to deal with Qian Guan, which was beyond his expectation. He didn't expect that the little King of Hell could personally teach Qian Guan a few tricks, which was simply incredible.

Even though he accepted a series of "strong man theories" from Yan Song, Qian Guan was still empty-minded and had good intentions towards everyone and everything. He was so naive that he believed in whatever others said. It's no wonder that the little King of Hell hates iron and can't make it into steel.

"Forget it, let's not talk about him for now. Whether it happens or not depends on tonight."

The sky had just darkened, and the Xingxing Pavilion was already surrounded by people. The observation deck in front of the building was full of people, and everyone was looking forward to this long-lost show.

Zi Mo and Yan Song were sitting in the first row on the side. From this position, they could clearly see the corners of the stage. If there was any emergency, it was easiest to fight back. She and Yan Song were ready for anything.

only……

I just didn't expect that there would be so many people at the scene. Even the passageway in Zhising Pavilion was full of people, so many people were stacked one on top of the other that you couldn't even see the edges.

She seemed to see a familiar face, it was the old man who kicked her a few times at the soup kitchen stall. The old man was sitting not far from her and was shouting about tonight's grand show.

All the spectators seemed to have a very good impression of the puppeteer.

"The puppeteer is our number one performer in Lingcheng. He put on such a great show tonight for free. I was looking forward to these shows to entertain myself, but I was lucky enough to wait." People around

Everyone chirped in agreement, and all of them praised the puppet master.

There was a hint of uneasiness in her heart. Since this scene was so huge, there would definitely be riots if something happened, and it was hard to say what the situation would be like. Worry appeared on her face, and she looked at more and more people.

The crowd was panicking.

"It doesn't matter, I'm here." Yan Song seemed to notice her uneasiness, looked at her and wrote lightly, "Since I'm staying, there's no need to be afraid."

Also, the little King of Hell seems not to be afraid of anything. No matter what happens, he will definitely stand firmly on his side.

She knew in her heart that Yan Song was willing to help her without reservation, just to ask her to fulfill her promise and follow him until the spiritual healing was unlocked. After all, her life was closely related to the life of the little King of Hell.

"When these things are over, you come with me, and I will find ways to disconnect you and my spiritual power."

As expected, Yan Song mentioned this matter. As expected, Yan Song was thinking about that promise all the time. Since she said it, she would definitely do it. She chuckled and said: "You don't need to mention it, I will know it."

Everyone in the crowd was beaming with joy. Only her and Yan Song's calm faces seemed out of place in the hustle and bustle. Zi Mo asked other people around him and found out that the puppet master's status in Lingcheng was no less than that of Qian Guan.

In the humble position.

A few years ago, the puppet master came to Lingcheng with his puppets for a performance. His performance was well received by the locals. In response to the requests of the spectators, he agreed to stay in Lingcheng. Later, he became a great artist among everyone.

The lights on the stage suddenly turned on, and those discussing had their eyes widened. They stared at the stage, applauded and shouted wildly, and the audience immediately responded, setting off a climax in the crowd.

The stage protruded from the attic, beating like a fiery red heart, and her heart couldn't help but rush. Dozens of mosquitoes stopped and cheered under the piercing white light, and the curtains on the stage slowly moved amid the buzzing sound.

Pull open.

No one knows what is behind the curtain.

The crowd burst into laughter, and there were more than a dozen puppets standing on the stage. These puppets were a bit smaller than ordinary people. Perhaps because of their vivid expressions and postures, people always overlooked that they were fake.

Among the dozens of dolls, there was one doll that was the most different. Its size was no different from that of an ordinary person. Zi Mo noticed that under the light, the pores on the skin of the middle doll were clearly visible, as delicate as a piece of silk.

As the puppet rises and beats, its skin sometimes wrinkles and sometimes swells, like a puppet covered in human skin.

Several puppets jumped down from the stage, and they waved their hands to pull the people in the audience. Everyone was attracted and grabbed the puppets to touch it, hit it, and hug it. The puppets did not resist, but liked it very much.

This kind of interaction is specially directed at people.

"Do you feel something is wrong?" she asked Yan Song quietly.

The most lifelike puppet on the stage had disappeared, and the other seven or eight puppets were holding hands and tugging at each other under the stage. Gradually, she found that the crowd and the puppets all had the same expression.

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether it was the people on the stage performing or the puppets off the stage, and she seemed to have become a performer.

"Those dolls are...devouring!" Yan Song suddenly said.

The two stood up quickly, and the number of puppets in the audience turned into ten, twenty, fifty...


Chapter completed!