The witch looks at her moves

Chapter 32 The Craftsman’s Curse
  At the last moment of body-swapping, Su Zhen specifically asked not to harass Shao Xiaoxiao. Yu Yue sneered, thinking that Su Zhen was really an idiot and had fallen into the trap of an old craftsman. He still wanted to fall in love with a beautiful girl. It was neither a minor matter nor a serious matter. I really don’t know what’s good about this young girl.

But after changing her body, Yu Yue immediately smelled the slightly fragrant wind, which was light and indifferent, attracting her closer.

Yu Yue couldn't help but hold the girl's slender waist. Shao Xiaoxiao's back stiffened, but he didn't say anything.

The fields on both sides of the bank were filled with incense sticks, like bright fishing fires surrounding the river. Yu Yue looked at the dome covering the fields, and she felt a rare sense of peace. She thought to herself, this must not be her own emotions, but the emotions left in this body. Love will be blown away by the night wind in an instant.

Shao Xiaoxiao asked Yu Yue where else she wanted to go. Yu Yue said that the night was vast and she could go anywhere.

"What kind of riddle is Su Zhen doing?" Shao Xiaoxiao asked.

"Then go back to school." Yu Yue said.

"School?" Shao Xiaoxiao asked, "Is it our high school?"

A few grains of fire sand rose into the sky in front of the building on the other side of the field, exploding into sparse and irregular streams of light. They looked like cheap fireworks. They were not even brilliant before they were briefly annihilated. However, Yu Yue watched with rapt attention. She looked at it longingly for a while and then said:
  "Go to your little school, I think I left something there."

Shao Xiaoxiao had been riding for a long time. The muscles in her legs were sore and swollen, and she could no longer ride. But as soon as Yu Yue finished speaking, she felt that her body and the car were lighter, and the load behind her was no longer heavy. A young man, but a light ghost.

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Fenghua also saw the fireworks.

The fireworks she saw were much smaller, very thin, very long, cluster after cluster, shining in the dark.

These are not fireworks, but sparks thrown up when forging iron.

Last night, Feng Hua seemed to have had a dream. She vaguely saw a strange man with six arms on his back, but she could not recall his appearance.

Dang, Dang, Dang——

The dream was broken in the sound of iron striking.

Su Zhen woke up and smelled a strong smell of soot, which made him choke and cough.

Su Zhen took off the black cloth blindfolded and looked through the flying sparks at a black ape that was folding and forging red-hot pig iron.

He didn't know that it was originally so black, or that it was smelted by thick smoke over the years. The black hair was covered with knotted muscles, which undulated like breathing with the tapping movements, sometimes skinny, sometimes thick.

Behind the black ape hangs a large furnace several feet high. Iron chains pass through the furnace. The surface is severely rusted and covered with a deep red color, making people worry that it will rust and break at any time.

The big black ape held a silver hammer and beat it rhythmically, and the firelight illuminated its wrinkled face again and again.

"Master, these two are newly brought in. This woman is still too shamanistic. The employer ordered her to be forged into a weapon, a murderous weapon." Standing next to the big black monkey was a boy. The boy had distinct joints, like a doll. .

"Taishen?"

The black monkey suddenly stopped what he was doing, and a strange color flashed through his smoky pupils. He stared at Su Zhen and smiled, hundreds of wrinkles on his face twisted together: "In this shop, there are I haven’t seen Taisha Shen in fifty years. I thought that before I paid off my sins, I couldn’t make another witch sword. Okay, that’s great..."

Su Zhen was so stunned by these eyes that the heat wave from the furnace sprayed onto his face, and he felt that he would melt at any time.

"What about her?" Black Monkey pointed at Fenghua.

"The employer ordered her to be forged into an identical weapon. On the day when the witch sword was forged, it was cut off to prove the sharpness of the witch sword." said the puppet-like boy.

"Oh."

Black Monkey understood something, nodded slowly, stared at Su Zhen for a long time, and finally said: "Take these two people down, Haosheng will take care of her, especially Tai Wushen, don't let her get hurt."

Su Zhen and Feng Hua were taken down.

Before leaving this hot room, Su Zhen saw a few short monkeys carrying people on stretchers.

There was a thin girl lying on the stretcher. Her hair was almost gone. Her exposed lower body was dark and looked like a whole piece of coal. She was crying and begging:

"Please, wait until I die, wait until I die and then burn me, please -"

The little monkey ignored it and allowed the girl to cry heartbrokenly.

"What, what is this?" Su Zhen's face turned pale.

"This is the old craftsman's house."

Feng Hua spoke weakly: "Everyone who comes to the old craftsman's house will be burdened with the curse of this land and become human material. It will corrode the flesh and blood of human materials and turn them into iron, stone, cloth,... Things like coal and firewood will be made into utensils and shipped out of the old craftsman's house. These things have spirituality and can only be used by noble people."

"Human materials..."

Su Zhen listened silently and shuddered.

It was clearly a sunny day when Laojun was high in the sky, but the entire old craftsman's house was shrouded in light mist, and the wind blowing in his face became slow and heavy.

Su Zhen was in the mist and couldn't tell the direction. He only felt that there were many dark shadows in the distance, and he didn't know if they were buildings or mountains.

Just as this cry went away, a new cry came from the front.

Several black apes swaggered out of the fog in front, carrying long crossbars on their shoulders. People were hung like pigs by their legs and hooves. The bodies of these people had long turned into bloated iron lumps. The outline of a human being, their heads lowered, their dilated pupils tilted toward the sky, and thin iron-like silver scales climbed up their cheeks, about to swallow them whole.

They passed by Su Zhen's headless horse and headed towards the high pavilion where the big black monkey was.

Looking back, Su Zhen vaguely saw the place where they stayed before. It was a two-story wooden building with mountains on its back and a deep pool below. It had upturned eaves and corners, surrounded by ghosts. The person with the curse would be there. The last impurities are melted there and turned into a pure weapon.

The horses' hooves went down the slope, and turf dust flew under their hooves, making the fog even more turbid.

When passing by a small house, Su Zhen also saw an old woman with white hair covering her face.

She was sitting cross-legged, with many knives inserted into the leather bag beside her, both straight and curved. She was concentrating on cutting out the shape of the wood according to the drawings, and then carving out the details.

It was also a cursed informant. He was still a human head, but his lower body had swollen into a big lump. The man looked down at the knife that the old woman kept banging on his body, his eyes dull.

The old woman's sword flew like a flying sword, and she muttered a few words of relief: "Don't worry, kid, grandma will carve you into a beautiful figure, even more beautiful than you were when you were alive."

Su Zhen's skin kept getting goosebumps.

Even if you don't see the inhumane and tragic scenes, just hearing the cries coming from the fog is enough to make people shudder.

"Will we also become like this?" Su Zhen asked.

"Except for the blood descendants of the craftsmen, no one can escape the curse." Feng Hua said.

"The blood descendant of the craftsman?" Su Zhen asked.

"For example, the black ape, or the old woman who just carved wood. They are craftsmen and prisoners. They are trapped here by slaves, creating things for the immortals. They are not allowed to leave the old craftsman's house for the rest of their lives. Once they leave, they will also die due to the curse. If one day you see a piece of pig iron or a roll of cloth in the deep mountains and old forests, it is likely that they are the remains of a craftsman who left the old craftsmanship," Feng Hua said.

"Why do craftsmen have to bear the curse?" Su Zhen was confused.

"The sins of the four ancestors of the craftsmen were so great that their descendants were born bearing the original sins and have to work hard to pay off the sins throughout their lives. This is the origin of the curse. It is all an old story in the old almanac, and it is useless to say more." Feng Hua was too lazy to speak again. .

The headless horse broke into the fog and stopped under the eaves of a house. Several boy-like people came out of the house and smiled at Su Zhen.

Su Zhen helped Feng Hua dismount.

The boy didn't speak, but Su Zhen heard their voices: "Hee hee, is this Tai Wu Shen? It's the first time I've seen him, and there's nothing special about him."

"You can't see it now, but you will know when she is made into a weapon. When the witch sword is born, the divine light will shine through the thick fog. We must follow the master to transform into heaven and achieve enlightenment."

"Okay, okay, the merits of refining the witch sword are immeasurable. Master is about to reach Consummation, and we can also enjoy blessings."

When Su Zhen looked at them, they all smiled at Su Zhen at the same time. When the boy smiled, the corners of his mouth reached to the base of his ears, revealing a row of white teeth.

The room was square, covered with hay, and there were a few moldy mats on the floor.

According to the boy, this is already the best house, and only Tai Wu Shen is qualified to live in it.

Most of the people who will be sent to the Old Craftsman's Institute are death row prisoners from the world of cultivation and mortal dynasties. For them, it is just a matter of changing places to wait for death.

"It's only through your blessing that I have such a place to live. Otherwise, I would definitely be thrown into the pigsty. No matter how frustrated you are, you don't want to suffer more torture before you die." Feng Hua said directly. Lying down on the haystack, looking at the ceiling covered with dust nets.

Her magic power had been shaken away, her hand and leg tendons were severed, and all she could do was barely survive.

Su Zhen stood blankly.

He has no mysophobia, but he has long been accustomed to a clean and tidy bedroom, and when he suddenly came to a place like this, he couldn't adapt for a while.

After a while, he sat down next to Feng Hua and asked softly:
  "Do we still have a chance to escape?"

"There are no fences or walls in Old Jiang's place. If you want to escape, no one will stop you." Feng Hua said.

Su Zhen was stunned.

Feng Hua couldn't help laughing when she saw this, and said: "Yu Yue, you are so cute and stupid. Haven't you figured out the situation yet? As soon as you step into the territory of the old craftsman's house, the curse will already be on you and you will escape to the ends of the earth. It’s useless. The reason why the old craftsman’s place does not have fences or guards is because even if you escape, sooner or later you will cast the curse... In short, don’t think blindly. The old craftsman’s place is a place where death is inevitable. All efforts must be made. It’s all in vain.”

"Then what do we do now?" Su Zhen asked.

"Waiting to die." Feng Hua said.

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Shao Xiaoxiao came to the outside of this dilapidated primary school again.

Walking on campus, all kinds of things from the past came to mind, but they were no longer memories of childhood, but moments of running away with Su Zhen.

Yu Yue walked in front, leaning on a cane, looking around as if looking for something. "Classmate Su Zhen, you left something behind. Let me help you find it." Shao Xiaoxiao said kindly.

"I left my sister behind." Yu Yue said.

"Su Qingjia? Senior sister, didn't she long ago..."

After the last experience, Shao Xiaoxiao vaguely noticed that there was something supernatural hidden in this campus. Even with Su Zhen by his side, his back was still chilly.

"She died a long time ago, but I have to find her. I came to this world just to find her." Yu Yue said with a smile.

'I came to this world just to find her. '

Shao Xiaoxiao repeated it in his mind, feeling that the words were so romantic. After repeating them several times, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"By the way, classmate Shao Xiaoxiao, what kind of boys do you like?" Yu Yue suddenly asked.

"what?"

The question came suddenly, and the girl was at a loss.

"Hasn't classmate Shao Xiaoxiao liked boys before?" Yu Yue asked.

"Before...well, not before. At most, I admired others for their ability to study well, or for their special talents." Shao Xiaoxiao said honestly.

"What about now?" Yu Yue asked again.

"right now……"

Shao Xiaoxiao's cheeks were red with embarrassment, and her lips were red without makeup. She couldn't help but feel a sense of dissatisfaction. She turned back and asked, "Has Su Zhen ever liked any girl?"

"Oh, that's a lot." Yu Yue said proudly.

Shao Xiaoxiao's eyes widened with ripples in his eyes, and he couldn't tell what he was feeling.

"Which girls have you liked?" she asked softly, biting her lip.

Yu Yue was waiting for this question. She rattled off a lot of names. The complicated emotions in Shao Xiaoxiao's eyes turned into confusion. She asked, "Why are they all Japanese girls?"

"I saw it on the computer."

Yu Yue said confidently that when Su Zhen experienced life and death in Xi Jingguo, she spent most of her time in the house playing on the computer, watching various movies and TV series, and sometimes she would dig out his hidden folders and review them. Check out his taste.

She still wanted to tell her name, but was interrupted by Shao Xiaoxiao. The girl put her right palm against the palm of her left palm and shouted: "Stop!"

"Is there no girl you like in classmate Su Zhen's life?" Shao Xiaoxiao asked.

After asking, she felt that the question was a bit impulsive. What kind of answer was she expecting?
  Yu Yue did not answer her. She stretched her hand to the flower bed aside and made a breaking motion. Then she turned around suddenly and sent something in front of Shao Xiaoxiao. She even took the initiative to add sound effects:

"Ding ding ding! This is for you."

Shao Xiaoxiao was startled, and when he took a closer look, it turned out to be a fresh little yellow flower.

"It's autumn. If you don't pick it, it will wither by itself. It's so suitable to match fresh flowers with class flowers." Yu Yue felt that what she said was really good.

"Um……"

Shao Xiaoxiao stopped talking, her neck couldn't help but tighten, and her toes hidden in her white shoes also curled up slightly.

"Do you like it?" Yu Yue asked.

Shao Xiaoxiao thought this moment should be romantic, but when Yu Yue was startled, her heart became even more confused. After hesitating for a while, the girl took it carefully and pursed her lips:
  "Classmate Su Zhen, thank you."

Yu Yue was extremely proud, thinking that she was really a master of creating romance.

Shao Xiaoxiao held the flowers absentmindedly. She thought, some bad boys like to make girls angry first and then try to make them happy. Student Su Zhen shouldn't be like this, right?
  'He's probably just clumsy and unfamiliar. 'Shao Xiaoxiao comforted herself silently.

She walked around the campus with Yu Yue. In the end, Yu Yue shook her head in disappointment and whispered to herself: "She doesn't seem to want to see me."

Shao Xiaoxiao took Yu Yueqi home again.

At the door of Su Zhen's house, the two waved goodbye.

Shao Xiaoxiao tied up her ponytail again and rode alone through the cool night of Nantang. When she looked up and saw the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, inspiration came to her heart. She felt that something was not right about Su Zhen tonight. When did something start to go wrong? As for it, she couldn't remember it.

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Su Zhen wanted to leave the room and go for a walk, but was immediately stopped by the boy guarding the door. The boy said that for the sake of the "meat quality" of the ingredients, he would let them out for half an hour at a fixed time every day, and now was not the time.

He was forced to sit back in the room.

Waiting to die is undoubtedly painful.

After Su Zhen persisted in the musty hay house for an hour, she felt chest tightness, shortness of breath, weakness and dizziness.

At first, he thought it was an illusion, but gradually, the discomfort became stronger and stronger, and his internal organs seemed to have turned into rotten water, sloshing around in his body. A few times, he even felt that the blood was flowing backwards in his body, converging towards the Tianling Cap, and was about to Rush out from Qiqiao.

"Yu Yue, what's wrong with you?" Feng Hua noticed something strange.

"I do not know either."

Su Zhen covered her head and was in great pain: "I seem to be sick."

"Sick?"

Any disease will affect the quality of Taiwu Shen. When Su Zhen was tortured by the disease, the boy hurriedly called a doctor.

The doctor is a man with a goatee, who looks upright and peaceful, like an elegant scholar. It is said that he is very famous in the old craftsman's office and has a weird temper: he only treats the same person once, and the doctor must cure the person, not cure. Never go back.

As soon as he arrived, he took Su Zhen's pulse.

It's a pity that his medical skills are not as famous as his reputation, but more like his mediocre appearance.

The doctor moved the hand from his left hand to his right hand, and then from his right hand back to his left hand, and finally came to the conclusion: "The qi and blood are harmonious, the spleen and stomach are healthy, and the heart rhythm is regular. She is not sick."

Su Zhen had a splitting headache and couldn't say a word. The doctor's face split into two and then merged into one in his eyes. After repeating this several times, the boy's vision went dark and he fainted to the ground.

The boy watching the door stared at Su Zhen who had fainted on the ground, looking at each other, thinking that if this was just an act, it would be too much.

When Feng Hua saw this, she cursed angrily: "Quack doctor!"

"Quack doctor? I have the best medical skills among all the carpenters in the old craftsman's office. I have been practicing medicine for thirty years and have treated countless people. Before the curse occurs, I will never allow my patients to die prematurely." The doctor said nothing when faced with Feng Hua's scolding. He didn't lose his composure at all, but explained patiently.

"She is a Taisha body. Have you ever cured a Taisha body?" Feng Hua asked.

"Three cases have been treated and all have recovered."

The doctor thought thoughtfully and said: "But what you said makes sense. Taisha bodies are all different, and they cannot be treated with common sense. But I have only learned common sense. If she is outside the medical sense, her life is bad. .”

"You also said you are not a quack." Feng Hua said coldly.

"I'm not."

The doctor said: "When I give medicine, I must cure the person. If I can't cure her, I will cure you."

"I'm not sick." Feng Hua said.

"But you are injured, and injuries are also illnesses."

The doctor opened the medicine box and began to work on Feng Hua's tendons and hamstrings. His movements were precise, like an experienced carpenter making furniture. After a while, Feng Hua's hand tendons and hamstrings that were severed by Lu Qi were all reattached. Although she was still in pain, she was able to use it.

Feng Hua twisted her wrist, not knowing what to say.

Of course, this doesn't mean much to her. Most of her magic power has been lost long ago. Even if her hands and feet are sound, she is just a low-level monk.

The two boys were so anxious when they saw Su Zhen unconscious.

"This is only the first day. The rare Taisha body was destroyed on the first day. What can I do, Grand Master? Grand Master cannot atone for his sins and cannot attain the Tao. Don't we, the little ones, still have to wait twenty years?" It takes years to get rid of the desire to transform into heaven? This is not possible!"

"Yes, this is the blessing that we have been waiting for for decades. If we miss it, we will have to wait for a long time!"

Feng Hua looked at their anxious conversation and felt a sense of relief in her heart: It was inevitable to die anyway, and Yu Yue dying like this was better than watching her body degenerate and being forged into a weapon.

The doctor twirled his goatee, thought for a while and then suddenly said: "Why don't you go to Grandma Miao's and try it?"

"Grandma Miao?"

The boy frowned and asked, "Who is she? She sounds familiar, oh... she can't be that crazy woman, right?"

"She has the best medical skills of all the seamstresses."

The doctor slowly explained: "But she hasn't practiced medicine for ten years because she only treats one disease."

"What disease?"

"A disease she has never seen before."

The doctor looked at Su Zhen who was unconscious on the ground and said, "I hope he can surprise Grandma Miao."

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