Migrant workers who entered the system refused to work overtime

Chapter 65

With a wave of the revolving lantern, several high walls were erected in the dark, and each wall had a different category number. The one closest to Chen Tong was "Clay Clay", which had different classification methods. Just a little bit, it was a person wearing a weird The master of the mask teaches by precept and example.

"Who is coming."

"I, Chen Tong, come here to inherit Song Hongchun's puppet-making skills, Wanwang approves."

The revolving lantern nodded, "Good."

"rise--"

Kindness?what?
Chen Tong looked around with his arm, and the walls in front of him retreated to both sides automatically, and only one was brought forward by it.

This wall is a "puppet" chapter under the category of "wooden art", but in terms of categories, it is "staff puppet", "string puppet", "medicine puppet", "water puppet", "meat puppet" and so on. Traditional puppet style.

Chen Tong watched them one by one, feeling disappointed.

Did he make a mistake in his statement, or was Song Hongchun really a heretic?Woodcraft without the method of enlightenment produces nothing but wooden skeletons, and she is not a puppet show performer, so what's the use of this.

"Dare to ask where Song Hongchun inherited?"

The revolving lantern looked at her, and pointed the wind towards her heart.Frightened by the sudden change, Chen Tong backed away again and again, "What do you mean, Your Excellency?"

The revolving lantern does not speak.

Chen Tong was a little strange, "It has something to do with the heart?"

It nodded.

"...Can you reveal it again?" The corners of Chen Tong's mouth twitched.If Xiao A guessed it right, she really couldn't handle Song Hongchun's puppet-making skills.

The revolving lantern pondered for a moment, as if understanding Chen Tong's instructions.Just when Chen Tong thought it was going to crash, it moved—it didn't raise his arms just now, but stretched his arms and waved his sleeves.

If it was portrait, now it is landscape.

The vertically raised mud wall sank with a bang, while the horizontally smooth sand was blown away, exposing the piles of dead bones piled up by countless dynasties underneath.

Chen Tong: ...

I can't understand it anymore.

Not only do I not understand, but the scene is also a bit scary.

The revolving lantern pointed to her heart again.

"Don't do it, I haven't lived enough yet." Chen Tong hurriedly protected his heart, for fear that this thing would surprise her anytime and chop her up with a knife.

etc--

"You mean, with blood?"

The revolving lantern nodded.

It pointed to the bones again.

"Will you die?" Chen Tong tentatively asked.

The revolving lantern continued to nod.

She thought of Father Song's pale face after vomiting blood.That's right, if it's just because of blood loss, how can it be visible to the naked eye in the next moment from head to toe?

"Are you going to tell me that if I want the puppet to move, I need to share my blood and spirit?" Chen Tong murmured, "And once the limit is exceeded, I will die?"

The revolving lantern clapped hands.

The soil was covered again, the high walls were gathered again, Chen Tong and it were still standing in front of the puppet art sub-category, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

"It is not my fault that forbidden techniques must be silenced."

The revolving lantern smiled at Chen Tong, and stretched out his hand to call over the other wall that recorded "Wu Zhu".

"For those who are destined, do you still need it?"

……

Chen Tong opened his eyes solemnly.

Little A hurriedly asked her if it was all right.

Chen Tong didn't answer, but just covered the wood with one hand, and the emerald green light spots flowed on the wood like a carving knife, and he cut out the appearance of the torso in a short time.

The changing emerald color is bright and sharp, like double blades quenched with poison. Under its control, the wooden man's eyebrows and eyes gradually became clear. Little A leaned over to look, and then raised his head in amazement, "Feiyun?"

Yes and no.

She doesn't have Feiyun's soul.

The green color went around her left index finger, and the bright red burst out instantly.And with just one drop, the rest of the emerald green swooped around her index finger, bringing the wound together.

Little A has never seen this scene before, such a little sweet article has no supernatural point.

"I think you need to give me an explanation."

"There's nothing to explain, it's just the art of witchcraft in Tiangong Kaiwu. I'll dig some mud, and you come out and guard here."

Chen Tong stabilized his mind and closed his eyes.

The garden is full of mud, the temperature in late spring is not so high, and some of the night light spots are not yet active.Standing on the ground, she twirled the emerald green light again.

Emerald light spots happily linger between the sky and the earth.

Chen Tong knew these little things, they were the guides when she opened the door, and they were also the first image of dryness on her door.

They are obviously shaped like fireflies, but the revolving lanterns call them "red birds".

But it has nothing to do with birds.

"It is recorded in the "Book of Rites: Moon Order", "In the summer of Jixia, rotten grass turns into fireflies". Girls are more suitable for practicing this technique than ordinary people who have no chance."

It points to its own face.

So Father Song's face almost burst into laughter.

"Show evidence and convince me."

Chen Tong doesn't really appreciate the ability to change faces with revolving lanterns.

Not to mention laughing at Song Hongchun with Song Hongchun's face.

"You can now use your natural gifts to create what you want," it said.

"No work is in form, rotten grass has spirit, a natural puppeteer doesn't need to learn the art of witchcraft at all, and you don't need to ask me how he did it."

The revolving lantern smiled and put the "Witch Wish" wall at the end, and moved the "Puppet" wall forward, "You don't even need this."

"Chen Tong, you have to ask yourself."

……

Chen Tong dug some good soil in the garden, ready to make a face for "Feiyun".Even knowing that Feiyun really couldn't come back, Chen Tong still didn't want to give up.

She added the hanging drop of blood into the mortar, and the feeling of flesh and earth surged up instantly.It was the first time for Chen Tong to make this kind of thing according to Wu Zhu's technique, and he didn't know if the bowl was of sufficient size, so he had to bite the bullet and dig some mixed blood to use.

Little A asked her curiously, "996 likes Feiyun very much?"

Chen Tong thought for a while, "No, it's just because of sadness."

He obviously had nothing to do with him, Feiyun, who was protecting the master, died for Song Hongchun.But every time he thought of the words of the faceless wooden people, Chen Tong seemed to be able to hear Feiyun's rough breathing as he was dragging in the fire.

No wood is not afraid of fire.

With the same batch of products, Feiyun and Ziyin took the opposite path, which made Chen Tong a little uneasy, what is the basis of Muren's character and behavior.

If I can successfully tap my spirit and enlighten my wisdom according to what the revolving lantern said, what will the new "Feiyun" do?If a villain like Ziyin is created in the end, and she can't bear to deal with him, will it be a disaster for this place?

The hands of the mortar gradually slowed down, and no one knew what Chen Tong was thinking.Little A ran out at some point and patted her on the shoulder, calling back Chen Tong's scattered thoughts.

"Does it have to be "Feiyun"?"

Little A sighed.

Why can't 996 understand that what she wants is not Feiyun, but an existence like Feiyun?She hoped that someone would treat her like Feiyun treated Song Hongchun, that's why she was so worried about what happened to Feiyun, wasn't it?
Why fall into the vicious circle of "must be non-cloud".

(End of this chapter)