The fruit of killing life

Chapter 530
It's just a few short breaths.

In this bustling town, those literati, traffickers, prostitutes and actors who are no different from ordinary people...
As if controlled by countless invisible threads, they flocked to Wugong Temple from all directions with uniform steps, singing, singing and dancing as they walked:

"Carved wood and silk, the same beauty and white hair. Dancing sleeves, covering the front of the lamp. There is no difference between joy and sorrow, crying and laughing. Opposite, the same dreamer."

Surrounded Wu Wencai and the woman who had violated the "Theatrical Rules" in the center, and rushed into the temple gate.

Hundreds, thousands, thousands. More and more people gathered behind, but they were orderly, without any noise or accidental stampede.

It is in stark contrast to the extremely lively sound of gongs and drums.

"Baa. Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah"

The remaining eight people only felt chills all over their bodies, their teeth kept chattering, and they were all huddled in the corner, so frightened that they couldn't move, even Brother Song Qian was no exception.

What Wang Yuan and Da Si Ming saw was much more than ordinary people like them.

When these small town residents passed by, they were keenly aware of the bodies of these people, and only a very small number of them showed normal flesh quality.

Some are part of the meat, and the other part has become a wooden puppet structure.

And most of them have already turned into complete wood, and the joints are still connected with long, tapeworm-like silk threads, burrowing in and out.

Walking, walking, sitting, lying body is completely controlled by the silk thread, only one brain has completely become a decoration.

It makes people chill.

It also made Wang Yuan and Da Siming hide more carefully.

"Hey. The place where we first appeared was indeed in this puppet show. This whole town is a stage theater!

Is this the mighty power of the Heavenly Official?
My Six Desires, the Caixilou of the world of mortals, and my accomplishments in 'Yanshi', I am not even worthy to carry his shoes."

Brother Song Qian was a sorcerer and a yin god before he was alive, so he noticed something wrong with this place from the very beginning.

Although [Cai Xi Lou] in the Road of the Red World of Six Desires is also proficient in the art of manipulating puppets, they all have a good understanding of it.

But even [Luban Ruler], who has gathered the great achievements of this method, needs to abide by extremely harsh commandments and taboos if he wants to turn people into puppets.

Not to mention them, even mortals with a little vigilance will not be recruited.

Ability: After laying down the puppet thread, according to different distances and meeting different conditions, the living and newly dead can be transformed into living puppets.

When the puppet repeats "one, two, three, wooden man" three times, if the opponent does not move, it will be captured.

However, if it is subjected to severe external impact during the transformation process, it can return to normal.

Once you know the key, even ordinary people, as long as they run away immediately when they hear "one, two, three, wooden man", they will not be harmed in the slightest.

This puppet theater is completely different.

The rules are even more incomprehensible and more absolute. Even if Daoist Qingzhuan comes here, once a taboo is violated, there is no possibility of escaping at all.

The people who were looking forward to a better life in the heavenly realm just now were immediately splashed with cold water when they saw this scene.

He muttered to himself:
"Didn't it mean that the world is full of tyranny that oppresses the people, and the rich and powerful who exploit the people, and only 33 days is a fairyland?

I have seen with my own eyes countless congregants selling their fields and houses, their children and their daughters, and donating money to the temple even after eating chaff and vegetables, in order to live a good life after death.

Could it be that those temple officials have been lying to us all the time? ! "

Without waiting for the others to respond, a somewhat hoarse unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded in their ears:

"Wrong! Big mistake!
Don't just look at the surface of everything, what's wrong with everything in life running according to the established script?
Soon you will understand that this 'Puppet Theater' is the happiest and most comfortable place in Huangliang Township, and even in 33 days! "

Brother Song and Wang Yuan, who was attached to him, exploded at the same time, and turned their heads suddenly.

He didn't realize at all that there was a "person" standing behind him at some point.

It was an old temple official in a luxurious dress.

Undoubtedly, in the consciousness of Wang Yuan and Da Si Ming, this is also a lifelike wooden puppet, with hair like silver threads and eyes like jewels.

When the other puppets started the temple fair in unison, he was the only one who could move freely apart from the whole.

It's a little hard to tell whether this "unfitness" comes from his brain or from the dozens of silk threads hanging from his body.

The old temple official bowed his hands benevolently to the crowd:

"All 'spectators' are invited to enter the temple to observe the ceremony, and join the old man to participate in the ceremony of 'Zhou Zhou Zhi Ming' for the two new members.

By the time the ceremony is over, everyone will have a completely different view of life in the theater. "

[[-]. If a performer invites you to cooperate with the performance, please agree. 】

[[-]. The audience can't go to the next stop until the performance of this show is successfully completed. 】

Although he knew that as long as he agreed, there would be unknown risks waiting for him, but with the lessons learned from his two companions, neither of them dared to resist the rules.

I had no choice but to follow the temple official into Wugong Temple honestly.

The first thing that caught their eyes was not the statues and mandala, but a huge translucent curtain hanging from the top of the main hall in the center of the temple.

Through the black shadow projected on the curtain, one can vaguely see a god as majestic as a prison sitting there.

The lower body is a curled centipede tail, and the upper body is a huge humanoid shape with thousands of hands.

A trace of extremely cold breath seeped out from the gaps in the curtain, and kept getting into the bones of everyone, causing them to fight coldly one after another.

The scene in front of me is exactly like the stage of "hanging silk puppet show".

One person hides behind the curtain, moves his fingers, and controls many puppets under his feet with countless hanging wires, performing a tragicomedy of life full of laughter and cursing.

There was no need for the temple official to greet, and a group of people fell to their knees with a "plop" when their knees softened.

It seemed that they could feel the sneering eyes cast from behind the gap in the curtain, everyone dared not look up, their hearts were beating like drums, and their whole bodies were weakening.

There is no doubt in my heart that the one sitting behind the curtain must be the great existence that controls the silk threads on the townspeople.

The temple official walked behind Wu Wencai and the woman with heavy makeup, and bowed to the existence behind the curtain:
"My lord, please give the two newbies something to catch the week!"

When he got up, the curtain flickered slightly, and hundreds of wooden boxes with exactly the same appearance appeared on the ground.

Urged by the temple officials, the two men, who had regained their body control, stepped forward tremblingly to "catch Zhou".

"The "Zhou Zhou" prepared for one-year-old children in the world is to predict the future and temperament, but the "Zhou Zhou Guidance" here is to designate your future and role in the theater!
Grasping objects are all manifestations of your own desires. Desires can be high or low, and things are naturally good or bad.

Princes, generals, Confucian scholars, wealthy merchants, prostitutes and entertainers. What you catch depends entirely on your own luck, and you can't help others at all.

Once selected, it cannot be changed. "

Compared with Wu Wencai's vacillation, the woman with heavy make-up was much more decisive.

As soon as the old temple official finished speaking inscrutablely, she gritted her teeth and picked up a box in front of her, and lifted the lid off.

I saw a pair of Fengguanxiapei lying quietly in the box.

"This is."

Slightly startled, four brilliant golden characters burst out from the phoenix coronet and fell on her body like a celestial maiden scattered flowers.

— Madam Madam!
Yuzhen Huali, who is well-known as Yingcao, makes Yixie beautiful in the mountains and rivers, and Yi Fan hangs Fang in the threshold.

Commandment: Announce the good news before Yangchun arrives, and enjoy the red plums in the snow.There was no harm in the past and the bleak autumn days, now the blessings are endless!

Fate!
The woman's surname was Sun and her name was Yue Niang. She opened a Yuelai inn before she was alive, and she used a good skin to seduce men who stayed in the inn.

Among them, those guests who are good-looking, literary, and famous, after a few spring festivals, she will support each other with money.

In order to invest in multiple parties, sooner or later, one will come back from high school and marry her, so that she can be Mrs. Shangguan's wife and spend the rest of her life comfortably.

"Mrs. Commandment" is probably the highest pursuit of all her desires.

As for those ugly rough guys, although Yue Niang is still ruthless.

But when they are fascinated, they will quietly use anesthetics to turn them over.

After deboning and cutting the meat, it is sold as human meat buns.

In the year of the catastrophe, relying on this costless business, the business of Yuelai Inn was even better than those "vegetable markets".

It has also become the capital to support her to help scholars invest in the future.

It is conceivable what kind of temperament this woman is.

She is skittish and has a heart like a snake and a scorpion. No matter what, she has nothing to do with a lady or a famous lady.

But it was this dramatic grab here that made her reborn in an instant.

At the moment when the red light flashed, the phoenix crown and Xiapei were worn on her body automatically.

Dozens of transparent silk threads also extended from her body to behind the scenes, lifting her up slightly.

In the next moment, Sun Yueniang's makeup, appearance, demeanor, and even her age changed drastically.

It seemed that in just an instant, she had become the young lady who was raised in a deep boudoir by a famous heir to poetry and calligraphy.

Suona sound.

Outside the temple gate, a team of welcoming brides came to the door happily, whistling and whistling.

Under the leadership of the matchmaker, salute her together.

"Madam, please get on the sedan chair. Your Excellency has been waiting in the residence for a long time."

Daydreams come true.

After the shock, Sun Yueniang's eyes showed ecstasy.

And she found that the silk thread on her body would not deprive her of her thoughts, but would help her like a god when she wanted to do anything in line with her current status.

What expression to say, what to say, what to do. There is no need to think about it at all, and the silk thread will do it all.

If you use Wang Yuan's words.

The state at this time is like the protagonist in the story of "Wonderless No-brainer", just rush around without thinking, and leave the rest to the author of the story.

A code of conduct for actors also immediately appeared in the mind of this "Mrs. Destiny":
[[-]. In the theater, Duke Wu is supreme and should not be looked directly at. 】

[[-]. Mr. Wu has nothing to ask for from every actor, no matter what his previous status is, please play your own role with due diligence and responsibly, and don't deviate from the script.

Otherwise, do so at your own risk. 】

【[-]. The more similar the role is, the closer you will be to the god, and you have the hope of becoming his family. 】

[Fourth, there will be no accidents in the script written by Mr. Wu. Once it occurs, everyone must try their best to assimilate and erase it! 】

"Get up, don't miss the auspicious time."

Sun Yueniang politely said some scene words that she would never have said in the past.

No need to lift your feet at all.

As long as there is a movement in her heart, the silk thread on her body, or her "script" and "fate" at this time, will automatically control her to board the sedan chair gracefully.

At the end, he glanced at his companion who had been avoiding him just now.

Not surprisingly, I saw the envy that couldn't be concealed on their dull faces.

The wedding reception team set off again, whistling away.

Whoa whoa whoa.
Whether it is the front row or the back row, has anyone seen this scene, it seems that the townspeople of the whole town are applauding together.

Celebrating the ritual of "Zhou Zhou Zhi Ming" brought them a new companion.

The old temple official also continued to persuade the rest of the people:

"Many people are pretentious, thinking that the world is vast, and that as long as they work hard, they will be able to achieve something.

In fact, no one can deny that there are usually upper and lower limits in the lives of mortals, mostly determined by birth.

People with a wealthy family background, no matter whether they can make a career out of it or not, the lower limit and upper limit are much higher than ordinary people, and they can try many times.

A person from an ordinary family background has no capital for trial and error. Maybe one failure or one accident will completely bring his life to the bottom.

And there will be various imperfections in anyone's life.

Even as the supreme emperor in the world, it is impossible to be perfect in one's life without any regrets. "

Having said that, his voice suddenly became high-pitched:
"It's different in our theater.

There is a saying in the world: You never know, which will come first, tomorrow or the accident.

But there won't be any 'accidents' here. After the role is determined by the fate, life will be absolutely 'stable'!
As small as a family, a village, a town, as large as a society.

We don't have to worry about a precarious future, or a fall from our current class.

It can completely run forever like a gear on a puppet, and it will never be misplaced.

When you get your own life script, you don't need to think and do it yourself. Everything is the best arrangement of fate, so why not do it? "

The remaining group of people were a little moved when they heard this.

Good stability!

It won't get better, but it definitely won't get worse.

Those who have a little bit of connections in the world all sharpen their heads and squeeze into the yamen, isn't it just an iron rice bowl that guarantees income in drought and flood?

Not only is the end of the universe, even the end of Huangliang Dream is made up!

Sun Yueniang just now is a perfect example.

"To suffer!"

Wang Yuan monitored Brother Song's thoughts at all times, and he had a clear view of his thoughts.

At this time, it was discovered that this most sensible former Huangzhuan mage was also a little ready to move.

"What a good way!

Huangliang Township is indeed Huangliang Township.

This is a thousand times or ten thousand times stronger than those bloody battle royale battles in other treacherous lands where people will be killed when they come up!
Others are living and dying, but here he directly hits the heart of human beings.

The beauty of dreams is also here. Everything that cannot be obtained in reality can be realized here. Isn't it happier than a fairy?

If it weren't for me, Master Wang, who is doing really well in the real world.

I feel that this beautiful life with a perfect security system is just a matter of necessity. "

Just when Wang Yuan was about to take over Brother Song's consciousness, lest he really get overwhelmed and want to stay here forever.

On the other side, Wu Wencai, who had no way out, was encouraged by Sun Yueniang, and immediately opened a box in front of him.

Inside lay a fragrant and soft white silk gown, embroidered with a beautiful peach blossom that was too coquettish.

"Is this a whore's bellyband?!"

Wu Wencai, who had been greedy and lustful during his lifetime, suddenly dreamed of something.

"Couldn't Master Ben be a flirtatious person this time, lingering among the flowers all day long, and the peach blossoms are blooming?"

Li Tieniu and a few men next to him also had the same idea, and couldn't help feeling jealous.

One of them has a quick eye and a quick hand, and has already crushed the movie ticket representing the "audience" in his hand, for fear that he will be one step too late and snatch all the good roles away.

However, in the next moment.

But three big black characters jumped out of the bellyband.

——Little officer!

Once you enter the chrysanthemum garden, it is as deep as the sea, and from then on, the confidante is a passerby.

Order: Zhengzhi Jiang Fan pushes in, suddenly encounters a wave at the head.There are so many sorrows in my stomach, cold and desolate, I only know myself!

Take your life!
"Hiss—! Xianggong? Rabbit master? Cut off the sleeve and divide the peaches? No accidents? Eternal life?!"

There was a sudden gasp in the temple.

　Thanks to the book friends for their mellow and rolling, good-looking rewards!Thank you book friends for your monthly tickets and recommendation tickets!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)