Since ancient times, sand devils have conquered villains

When Shi Dai arrived at the meeting place, several teammates were already standing under the trees at the entrance of the town.

Jiang Baiyan briefly explained the clues mentioned by the evil ghost. Hearing that there was also a man named Zhao with a scar on his face among the thieves, Yan Qinghuan was shocked: "The puppet master has killed three people in a row. I'm afraid he will be killed tonight."

"I also got some clues."
Shen Liushuang said: "The herb collector in the village told me that many years ago when he went up the mountain to collect herbs, he saw a house destroyed by fire at the end of the mountain road."

Shi Dai linked up the cause and effect and frowned: "Those four bandits...killed a whole family and then burned the whole house?"

"When the herb collectors discovered the ruins, the house had been burned for many days."
Shen Liushuang nodded: "He didn't find any bones inside, so he just assumed that the family had gone elsewhere. It was a family of three. The father and mother took their seven or eight-year-old daughter. The herb collector often went to the mountain and met them."

She said for a moment and said in a deep tone: "It is worth mentioning that the father can write some scripts."

Yan Qinghuan: "Talking Book?!"

"I heard that the reason why I wrote the storybook was to comfort my daughter at home."
Shen Liushuang said: "Their family has a black dog. The father once wrote a story about repaying a favor with the black dog as the main character, and showed it to the herb collector - so the herb collector was deeply impressed."

Write a story about being robbed by bandits and destroying your family.
It just so happens to mirror the Puppet Master perfectly.

"The owner of the fiber paper workshop said that the puppet master is a man."
Shi Dai said: "So... it's that father?"

"Ninety percent chance."
Shen Liushuang sighed softly, turned his head and looked at the rolling and towering mountains not far away: "The herb collector said that the family lives at the end of the mountain road. Shall we go and have a look?"

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The mountain road is not easy to walk, but fortunately it is late winter and there are no overgrown weeds or slanting branches and leaves in the forest.Shi Dai always has the magic walking talisman at her disposal, so she can move much faster.

Walking along the mountain road, passing through clusters of dead branches covered with fallen snow, I don’t know how long it has passed before finally arriving at the end of Tingyu Mountain.

Seeing the scene in front of her clearly, Shi Dai was slightly stunned.
Instead of the expected dilapidated ruins after being burned by fire, what stood on the top of the mountain was actually a small wooden house.

The wooden house was poorly built and there were three tombs under a dead tree next to the house.

Now that the puppet master has launched his revenge, it means that someone survived the family extermination case that year.Shi Dai was not surprised that the survivors built graves for their family members.

But... why three seats?Isn’t there only three people in this family?
Feeling suspicious, Shi Dai approached the tomb and saw clearly the inscriptions on the tombstone.

[Mother: Yueniang’s Tomb], [Daughter: Xiaowan’s Tomb], and... [Father: Zhang Sanlang’s Tomb].

The handwriting of the carving is quite familiar, and the strokes are exactly the style of a puppet master.

"This is," Yan Qinghuan swallowed, "a family of three?"

If all three were killed back then, who is the puppet master today?

Shi Dai looked at Shen Liushuang and was a little confused: "Has the herb collector ever said who the owner of this house is?"

Shen Liushuang shook his head: "That man is already old and stopped going to the mountains to collect medicine more than ten years ago. He has never seen this newly built house."

"Graves can be faked. Maybe someone fakes his death to get away and confuse the public."
Jiang Baiyan's expression remained unchanged as he drew his sword and cut off the lock on the wooden house door.

The wooden door was pushed open by him, and with a soft click, Shi Dai could clearly see the scene in the room.
For a moment, her scalp felt slightly numb.

The furniture in the wooden house is simple but complete, as if there is still a family living here. Even the corners have been wiped extremely clean and there is no dust.
In the main hall, there were three figures sitting on wooden chairs.

Because Jiang Baiyan was standing in front of him, Shi Dai became bolder and followed him, cautiously approaching the house.

They are three puppets made of wood, two large and one small.
Each puppet's face is outlined with colored ink, and it's not much different from a real person——

A middle-aged man who looked slightly vicissitudes of life, a tall woman with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a little girl with her eyes closed, as if sleeping.

It looks like they are a family of three who were killed that year. The puppet master used puppets to imitate their appearance and recreate the illusion that they were similar to those 20 years ago.
Is he just... staying in this house, living with the puppets he made?

Shi Dai felt astringent in her heart.No matter how realistic the puppet is, the people who passed away will never come back.

Shen Liushuang thought for a moment, vaguely realized something, and whispered: "Perhaps, all of this family was really killed."

Yan Qinghuan was slightly startled: "That puppet master is..."

"Back then, there was actually a fourth member in this family."
Shi Dai hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Do you remember? The herb collector said that the male owner of this family loved to write storybooks. He once wrote a strange story based on the black dog in the family."

Not only people can take revenge, but also...
demon.

Because of her words, the cabin fell into a brief silence.
At this moment, Shi Yunsheng frowned and said, "There is something here."

He has a demon elixir in his body, and his perception of demonic energy is more acute than ordinary people.

Shi Dai looked around and saw a piece of light yellow tissue paper on a wooden shelf in the corner.
It's actually fiber grass paper.

"There are words on the paper."
Shen Liushuang felt something in her heart, raised her hand to pick up the paper, glanced over it hurriedly, and read out the title at the top: "..."The Dog Demon"."

This is the fourth and final story of The Puppet Master.

The dog demon is an orphan with a bad background and a bad temper. He grew up wandering around. One day, he fought with a demon and ghost, was seriously injured and returned to his original form, and fell into a coma in the mountains.
A human girl picked it up and took it home, named it "Xiao Hei" and took good care of it.

The dog demon felt very annoyed.
It is used to fighting, and it hates being treated like this by a little human girl, and it hates even more being called Little Hei——
What a broken name.

However, the demon core was damaged and it had nowhere to go. It couldn't even transform into a human form, so it could only live here temporarily in the form of a black dog.

The dog demon was adopted by a family of three.

Zhang Sanlang is a rough farmer, but he has a special liking for dialogue. When he has nothing to do, he often writes old-fashioned stories to make his daughter happy.
The workshop at the foot of the mountain was rich in cellulose paper, but he didn't know much about it. After buying a lot, he realized that the paper was not easy to use.

Yueniang is a typical peasant woman, hard-working, capable, energetic, and taller than Zhang Sanlang.
His voice is too loud, his cooking is not very tasty, and he always likes to come up with new and weird dishes.

When they were old, they got a daughter and gave birth to Zhang Xiaowan.

This girl is naughty and talkative. She always likes to hug the dog demon and whisper, which makes its ears almost calloused.
During the few quiet moments, she was painting with a brush.Zhang Xiaowan likes paintings and ink paintings, and her father and mother also paint them. Unfortunately, her skills are not impressive, and her father's story-writing ability is comparable to her father's.

The family of three didn't know it was a demon, so they kept it to heal its wounds, smooth its fur, and whisper.It rains a lot in the mountains, and the most common sight of dog demons is a family sitting idle by the window, eating watermelon and listening to the patter of rain.
Tingyu Mountain, the name of this mountain is very appropriate.

Until one day, Zhang Xiaowan became seriously ill and her family had no money for medical treatment.In desperation, Zhang Sanlang decided to go to the black market to sell off his family heirlooms.

The treasure is a jade pendant that has been passed down from generation to generation. Even Zhang Sanlang did not expect that its estimated value would be extremely valuable.

That night, a willing buyer came to visit, bringing with him three apprentices.Zhang Sanlang warmly received them and prepared hot tea for them——
Then came roars, cries, and fire.

Zhang Sanlang died of a knife attack, Yueniang wailed and cursed, and her neck was strangled with a hemp rope.

And Zhang Xiaowan.
She was only seven years old when she was stabbed through the chest by a thief.The dog demon rushed forward in embarrassment and was kicked away.

The seven-year-old child's eyes were blurry with tears in pain. When he looked at it, his last words were not to cry out for pain, but to "run quickly."

A fire burned the cabin to the ground.Because there were few residents in the mountains, the tragedy was dramatic but also silent.
The demon elixir had not yet recovered, and the dog demon was too weak and incompetent to drag the corpse away. He could only pull out a broken painting amidst the devastation.

How could it not take revenge.

The ghost holding a sword in both arms is named Dao Lao.
Zhang Sanlang, who was hacked to death by a knife, had just written a book of stories not long ago. He smiled and said to it: "Xiao Hei, this is written just for you. We don't want you to repay your kindness. It would be better if you recover as soon as possible."

The ghost who hanged himself to death is called the Hanged Ghost.
Yueniang, who died of hemp rope, would always prepare a special portion for it when there was meat at home.She loves touching its ears the most and smiles boldly and heartily: "Don't think it tastes bad!"

The ghost who draws pictures is famous for his painting skin.

It will never forget the cool breeze on a rainy night and the sparse and slanting shadows in this life.
Zhang Xiaowan drew a family of three on paper, carefully outlined its outline, and whispered to it: "Xiao Hei is also my family, and we will always be together."

It sneered at the childish talk that was innocent and funny.
But looking into Zhang Xiaowan's eyes that day, the dog demon's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

What a pity, once some words are missed, no one will listen to them again even if they are said over and over again.
In fact, when it was lying at Zhang Xiaowan's feet that day, looking out the window at the misty rain, and listening to the couple's whispers in the house, it felt happy and really wanted to be with them forever.

How to revenge?

Dogs not only have docile bellies, but when they open their mouths, they can easily bite a person's throat.
The dog demon will complete its final plan on a winter night.

At that time, all bloody crimes will be exposed to the world.

The story ends here.

Shen Liushuang stared at it for a long time, with a mixture of sadness and helplessness in his eyes, and chuckled: "The dog demon put the paper here... on purpose."

The dog demon has been deliberately guiding Zhenesi.
Using the fiber grass paper produced only in this small town, he intentionally or unintentionally revealed the tragedy of the family extermination in the story... These are all the clues he gave.

The dog demon guessed that they might come and leave the truth in the house, so that the massacre of the family more than 20 years ago would be brought to justice.

As for being captured by Zhenesi, or dying from the enemy's counterattack——
The dog demon didn't care. From the beginning, he was not prepared to escape alive.

After listening to this story, Shi Yunsheng was speechless for a long time.
His expression was confused and startled, he pursed his lips and whispered, "He... must be very sad."

With half a wolf demon pill, Shi Yunsheng could vaguely understand the feelings of the dog demon in the storybook.

Hopeless, painful, watching the people you cherish die, but there is nothing you can do.
For some reason, he thought of Shi Dai but did not dare to continue thinking about it.

Shi Yunsheng gritted his teeth and clenched the long knife in his hand.
He is not strong enough.

In a daze, someone stretched out his right hand and touched his head.
It's a warm, soft touch that is reassuring.

"The surname is Zhao. He has a scar on his forehead. His status is not low. He made his fortune more than 20 years ago."
Shi Dai spoke softly, her tone seemed to be comforting, but also seemed to be unquestionable and certain: "With this information, Zhen'esi can quickly find out the whereabouts of the last person."

"Three cases happened in a row, and the remaining fourth person will definitely be able to guess the reason. He must be on guard tonight and either escape or try to kill the puppet master."
Shen Liushuang moved her wrist and chuckled: "I think it's a good show."

Yan Qinghuan straightened his back: "That bastard... we must not let him run away!"

Jiang Baiyan stroked the sword hilt lightly, his eyes darkening slightly.

Shi Dai's aroma lingered on the tip of his nose. Shi Yunsheng pursed his lips and looked up into her eyes.

"The deceased are gone. We who know the truth can redress their grievances."
Shi Dai looked at him with a smile, a single glance that conveyed the spirit of a young man like the breeze, and a small arc formed at the end of his eyes.
Then she touched the child's soft hair and said, "Let's go."

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"Our society may be like this"
Wen Ying is a mildly socially anxious person who doesn't like to talk and hates social interaction. Her complaints are all based on her inner drama. One day she dressed up as a female supporting character in a fairy tale.
The female partner is a wealthy lady who has been doted on since childhood. She falls in love with the male lead Xue Dinghan at first sight and stalks her.
Xue Dinghan, whose origin is unknown, is extremely talented and beautiful, and he travels with the protagonist group all the way. Unfortunately, he is not a decent man, but a demon king wearing a vest, and the biggest villain in the book.

In order to advance the plot, Wen Ying had to pretend to have a deep love for Xue Dinghan, and struggled to maintain the persona of a social butterfly who could have both sides.
What she didn't know was that due to the confusion of time and space, Xue Dinghan could hear her heart.

Xue Dinghan was seriously injured and on the verge of death due to betrayal, hiding his true identity and dormant in the world.The first time she saw Wen Ying, the girl was shy and called "Young Master" in a low voice.
At the same time, her whisper sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness:
[Is this the big villain?I heard that he was extremely violent and hated his original owner, so I was asked to pretend that I had deep feelings for him, which is really...]
【Great! 】

On the first day they met, Wen Ying declined the banquet in the mansion and stayed in front of his door: "Young master is injured and I feel worried. Can you stay here?"
Xue Dinghan had no expression on his face and listened to her heart.
[Thanks to taking care of him as an excuse, I was able to refuse the family dinner.If you really want to call out the seven aunts and eight uncles one by one, you might as well kill me. 】
[Some people are alive, which is actually equivalent to being dead.Xue Dinghan ignored me and didn't want to say a word. Rounding it all off, I'm the only one in this place. It's wonderful. 】

When she narrowly escaped death, Wen Ying blocked the fatal sword for him according to the plot, her eyes filled with water: "Mr. Xue, I have no regrets for you."
In the chilling winter wind, her true words were clearly discernible.
[Fortunately, I brought a protective weapon with me. I should have only suffered a scratch, right?It’s great to be able to lie alone in bed for half a month to recuperate! 】

Rotten peach blossoms came to his door one after another. Wen Ying remained unmoved and gazed lovingly into his eyes: "Mr. Xue is the best, no one in the world can match him."
——[Thank you, social fear is a must-have tool at home. Cut off peach blossoms, avoid relatives, and avoid socializing.No doubt, you'd better use it. 】

Xue Dinghan: ...ha.

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The progress has reached the middle and late stages. In the original text, Xue Dinghan's disgust for the female supporting character reached its peak due to her constant entanglement.
In front of the flowers and under the moonlight, Wen Ying conscientiously followed the plot, with tears in her eyes, and locked Xue Dinghan in the corner: "I have poisoned you with love, which can only be cured by the fusion of spiritual consciousness. The pain of this poison is unbearable, can you endure it? When? Ask me and I will help you."

The passionate, perverse and willful villain has a spring in her eyes, and her sea of ​​consciousness is filled with her inner thoughts.
[How could the onions used to smoke my eyes be washed like this? I still can’t stop crying. 】
[I'm sorry, big brother, I have to work hard for you to get through tonight. I'll make you stewed bird's nest tomorrow to make amends. 】
[Reject me, humiliate me, and drive me away. This kind of scene and lines are so embarrassing...but he looks really good like this. 】

A low laugh interrupted her thoughts.
The moonlight was misty like water, Xue Dinghan's thin lips were red, he held her index finger, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were beautiful and entangled: "Miss Wen, please give it to me."

Wen Ying:…?
【? ? ? 】【You, you, you were also soul-pierced? 】【What should I do? I'm so shy】【$￥&*% (garbled code)】

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