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Chapter 152 Puppet

Carpenter Jiang's birthday?

He Lingjiang looked at the tangled hair on the puppet, and understood: "The hair on this puppet should also belong to the old man, right?"

Jiang Feng leaned forward to take a closer look, and sure enough, he saw three hairs on the neck of the puppet, with a faint grayish white color.

This man should have secretly stole a few strands of his hair by visiting Carpenter Jiang's name, and then tied his hair to the puppet and carved Carpenter Jiang's birth date on it.

In this way, you can use the puppet to hide in the dark and murder him.

He Lingjiang pointed to a short needle stuck on the puppet, with dried blood on it: "He used this puppet to seal the death point of the old man, making him fall into a state of suspended animation. In this way, Everyone else thinks that the old man is dead, so they will bury him in spirit."

"He's trying to bury his grandfather alive!" Jiang Feng was extremely angry, and he couldn't help but be very scared, and his whole body couldn't help shaking.

He sharply questioned Zhang Su: "Zhang Su, why did you want to kill my grandfather?"

That Zhang Su saw that he was surrounded by people, so he didn't rush to run at all, he lowered his head and laughed secretly: "Why should I bury him alive?"

He looked at the puppet in He Lingjiang's hand tenderly: "I just help him, let him avoid the pain, and live forever in another way..."

He looked at the puppet's expression, affectionate and crazy, and He Lingjiang couldn't help but understand: "Do you want to seal his soul in this puppet and make him a puppet with a divine soul?"

Use the soul of a living person to make a puppet?
The people on the side couldn't help but take a deep breath when they heard it.

They looked at the room calmly, and saw that there were quite a few puppets in it, and there were even many hanging on the walls, all of them dressed in various colors, smeared and rubbed with powder on their faces, and stared at them with wide eyes. people in the house.

The house that I thought was ordinary suddenly became creepy.

The crowd in the audience couldn't help but take a few steps back and hurriedly avoided the house.

"How?" Zhang Su raised his head and asked with a smile, "What do you think of my method?"

"With a human body, it is inevitable to suffer from all kinds of illnesses and worries, but if you change the body of a puppet, all these illnesses can be eliminated, and there is no need to worry about the trivial things in the world. Wouldn't you be comfortable?"

When he went to see Carpenter Jiang a few days ago, he heard him say that as he got older, his legs and feet were not as neat as usual, and every time it was rainy, he would still suffer from pain.

And his grandson, who now attends a better academy, has a better teacher, and will take the exam this year, all of which are due to hard work and money.

Since it is so annoying, why not be a puppet with him, inconvenient to save these countless troubles?
Hearing his thoughts, Jiang Carpenter couldn't help but feel bitter.

He really didn't expect that he hadn't seen Zhang Su for a long time, but just chatting with him about daily gossip was so missed by him.

He Lingjiang sneered: "When you talk about being at ease, you are being treated as a marionette, and your every move is led by you? Except you, I'm afraid no one will think that way..."

"What's wrong with being a puppet? You don't need to eat or drink, you don't need to be sick, and you don't need to be bothered." Zhang Su's eyes slid gently over the puppets hanging on the wall, "I treat them very well..."

He has always strived for perfection on the puppet side.

The wood used to make the puppets is the best and most wear-resistant material, the fabrics for clothes do not need to be checked by the dignitaries, and the silk threads that are pulled are the most expensive and toughest.

Even the makeup on the puppet's face was carefully painted by him and the old craftsman who was very good at pastel.

Half a year ago, he heard that there was an old craftsman in Le'an County who was good at woodworking, so he looked for it.

This old craftsman is really not bad, in addition to making some furniture, he can make puppets.

He simply stayed and entangled the old craftsman to teach himself the kung fu of hand-made puppets. In this way, his puppet carving became more vivid.

On that day, he was about to leave Le'an, but he heard the old craftsman say that his legs and feet have been aching in the cloudy and rainy days, and he has to work hard to earn money for his grandson's reading. Come to this puppet, make a puppet, and the trouble will be gone.

Isn't that the case with the old craftsman who taught him to paint before?

People, you are getting old, you still have so many troubles, and your life is so hard. It is better to be a puppet with yourself.

His words really left those present speechless.

"It's just for the sake of harming others, and I'm looking for an excuse that I can't even stand up." He Lingjiang shook his head, "It's really ridiculous."

A person who can think like this is not a normal person, so what's the point of arguing with him?
For someone like this who can always make excuses for his whitewashing, just hit him until he can't speak.

She whispered to Poet He, "Fourth uncle, take them to avoid outside."

It's time to get started!

Poet He nodded, protecting Jiang Carpenter's grandson and grandson, and hiding outside the courtyard with the people who came to watch the fun.

He Lingjiang turned around the big umbrella in his hands and put his back behind him: "Let me teach you, you puppet master, what incredible tricks do you have!"

The man grinned: "Little lady's family, don't say anything big. If you scare you and cry, I'm not responsible."

He Lingjiang snorted coldly, drew out his lightsaber, and slashed at the puppet hanging on the wall. The silk thread was cut off, and the puppet fell to the ground, making a soft "pop" sound.

The muscles on Zhang Su's face twitched, and he spit out two words: "Looking for death!"

After that, with a move of his hand, he took out two wire puppets from his sleeves, his fingertips moved slightly, only to hear a sound, and the puppet puppets that were standing quietly in the corner of the room suddenly moved.

Those two puppets, holding double knives and swords, were more than half a head taller than ordinary people, and when they moved, they slashed straight at He Lingjiang.

He Lingjiang's sword was in front of him, blocking the blow, and the swords collided, making a crisp sound.

She turned sideways, turned her wrists, and looked at the puppet man's wrist with her sword. The blade slid across the puppet's palm, and with a "stab" sound, there was a sound of gold and stone colliding.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, the shape of this puppet must have been tempered by a different technique, and it is comparable to unusual wood.

Seeing that the puppet man missed a hit, he turned his other hand and stabbed the sword towards He Lingjiang's face again.

The posture is flexible, which is much better than the two previous coffin carriers.

He Lingjiang glanced at Zhang Su, who was manipulating the puppet behind him, leaned down to avoid the puppet's attack, and then drilled through the gap, about to attack Zhang Su.

(End of this chapter)