Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 574 Puppet Master

How is this Xiantian Zhen Gua, we have to see it today!

"Three edicts, thunder and heavenly soldiers, the center of Taiji Liangyi town, 64 hexagrams are arranged, demons and ghosts turn into dust, six Ding Liujia guards on the left, heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals guard on the right, I respect the true edict of the old gentleman, and the eight trigrams of the gods and treasures sword!"

Following the chanting of the mantra, the blank yellow talisman attached to the money sword instantly displayed except for the "Zhen" hexagram seal, and then spread out instantly, enclosing Zhang Gang in the middle.

Yellow thunder and lightning danced on the money sword, and it forcibly resisted Zhang Gang's one foot.

There was a look of surprise on Zhang Gang's face.

"Xiantian Zhen Gua, order!" Ye Feng roared all his life, the eight yellow talismans tightened instantly, and the power of Zhen Gua on Ye Feng's money sword exploded to the maximum in an instant.

In the life of "Boom", countless body parts flew out, and Ye Feng held a sword flower.

He was very pleasantly surprised, in the absence of Gang Qi, the power of the Xiantian Zhen Gua has reached this point, which really surprised him.

If the stellar qi recovers, I am afraid that the Xiantian Zhen Gua will not be worse than the Shangqing Leifa.

If his power of Phoenix Fire is awakened again, can he still activate the Xiantian Li Gua?
Thinking of this, Ye Feng was even more surprised.

It's just that the unique skill of the Yellow Emperor's Yin Talisman has so many overlaps with his own Maoshan technique, and he can even open the innate gossip.

Ye Feng had a vague feeling that it wasn't because of the fact that Maoshan's technique of clearing thunder and lightning was not in the top seven skills...

Sha Ping stared blankly at the parts on the ground, and kneeled on the ground with his legs softening.

"I beg you two to let my daughter go... I just want to do some small business and live a peaceful life with my daughter..."

"Your daughter?" Ye Feng looked at the girl who looked like a porcelain doll. The girl just stared blankly at the scene without any reaction.

But in an instant, her daughter rushed towards Ye Feng. Ye Feng instinctively held a sword to block, but Sha Ping shouted:
"do not want!"

Her daughter stopped, and Ye Feng coughed twice.

In fact, even if his daughter really attacked, Ye Feng would have no good way without Gang Qi.

"Please, don't kill my daughter..." Sha Ping knelt on the ground, kowtowing non-stop.

"We didn't intend to kill your daughter." Ye Feng shrugged, "I want to know, where is the headquarters of the Yanshi family?"

"The Yanshi family?" Sha Ping was stunned, "Are you here to find the Yanshi family? Didn't you come to kill my daughter?"

"certainly.

If you cover them, the end will not be so good. "

Sha Ping looked at Ye Feng and Heng Xingyao, seemed to be making a decision, and finally let out a sigh of relief: "Can you guarantee to get rid of the Yanshi family?

What if I told you and they got revenge on me and my daughter? "

Ye Feng showed his celestial master card: "Maoshan celestial master Feng Weizi, swear with the Maoshan celestial master card."

Sha Ping stared blankly and sighed, "Okay. But you have to wait for me first, I'll feed my daughter first."

Then he stood up, opened the delivery bag first, grabbed a handful of hair, and fed the little girl to swallow.

Her mouth squirmed, her bulging cheeks fluttered, and there was a strand of hair at the corner of her mouth.

The behavior of eating hair really made Ye Feng a little bit puzzled, and there was even a trace of nausea.

But the little girl was so sweet, the clumps of hair were chewing like some delicacy in the world.

As if these were not enough, Na Shaping reluctantly walked up to the corpses, shaved off some hair that was not too long, and continued to feed the little girl.

"By the way, I found these flesh corpses in mass graves. After making flesh corpses, they can keep hair and nails growing. My daughter needs to eat this.

The store's business is very average, sometimes, there is not enough for my daughter to eat. "

Sha Ping explained, looking at Ye Feng solemnly: "I have never killed anyone.

Just now, I was just afraid that you would kill my daughter...

Because people from the Yanshi family once told me that my daughter shouldn't be tolerated by heaven and earth. If I don't join them, then sooner or later the human mage will find me and kill my daughter. "

Ye Feng nodded: "What's going on? Are you not Yanshi?"

"You guessed it even if I didn't say it. In fact, my job is not to cut hair."

Sha Ping's voice suddenly changed, replaced by a kind of self-confidence and pride, and his whole body seemed to be much taller. He stood upright, pacing squarely, with his hands behind his back.

"I'm actually a puppeteer."

His eyes were fully open, and there was an awesome light.

"Isn't that still Yanshi?" Ye Feng was stunned, thinking that Sha Ping could fart...

"Yanshi is a kind of occupation in ancient China. In fact, if we want to subdivide it, they are more inclined to puppet masters.

For example, that Yanshi of King Mu of Zhou back then was actually more inclined to use some secret methods to control Qiaofu.

Puppeteers, on the other hand, are more inclined to make puppets, and they are more popular abroad.

I don't know how to explain this to you, just like Maoshan and Longhushan, the types of cultivation are different, but everyone can call them Taoist priests. "Sha Ping tried hard to explain.

Ye Feng nodded. It seemed that he had misunderstood. It turned out that their internal divisions were still so clear.

Ye Feng pointed at the little girl: "What does this have to do with your fear of your daughter being killed?
She eats hair, what's going on?

Your daughter, just a clever husband?
Or, just a puppet? "

Sha Ping walked up to the girl holding the doll and stroked the back of her head.

The girl let go of her hand in an instant, limp like a machine that lost power, and her head tilted to one side.

Sha Ping gently picked up the doll.

"Actually, this is my daughter."

He lovingly touched the face that Ye Feng thought was a puppet.

It turns out that the one who ate the hair just now is Qiaofu!
"I know you misunderstood, but it's normal. My daughter suffers from a natural disease. Her mind often falls into unconsciousness, so she naturally looks like a doll."

He looked at the doll that Ye Feng thought was the hairdresser's daughter again.

"This is my painstaking effort. In fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is my daughter."

Shaping paused, then reached out and shook the girl's head.

As a result, the puppet suddenly returned to its previous appearance, just looking at the girl in the hands of the barber, and remained silent.

"My wife couldn't stand me as a puppeteer and left me. In fact, even I felt that I was not a normal person. No one would like to spend a lifetime with a guy who doesn't talk all day and plays with some human limbs. So I didn't dissuade her when she proposed to leave, because I always thought it was a matter of course.

She didn't take her daughter, and that's what I'm grateful for.Although I know that she actually knows that her daughter is suffering from a disease, and she is afraid of becoming her burden.

I take care of my daughter by myself, which is very difficult for a man without a stable income. Although I can make portraits and dolls for some collectors, it is not a long-term way of making a living.

And because my profession is often feared and hated by the people around me, I was interrogated by the police more than once. The reason is that I frightened my neighbors when I discarded the discarded doll parts, so I will learn to behave in the future. , all parts are destroyed in a remote place, and often moved.

I want to live and take care of my daughter. Suddenly, I had an idea, whether it is possible to create a puppet that has never existed before, and even give it the perception and movements that humans only have.

This idea is actually the dream of all puppeteers. Creating real people, not puppets, is a cursed profession in itself.Because we have threatened the status of God, only God can create man.

But I started doing it anyway.

But the difficulties we faced can be imagined. I read a lot of classics and consulted famous people in the industry, but all I got in return was the frustration of failure.

The room was filled with failed productions.

But by chance, I discovered that human hair is a good material for making.

With the human essence in the hair, I had an idea.Is it possible to create a puppet controlled by human consciousness, a kind of puppet similar to a robot.

Soon it was made and I combined it with my daughter's ideas.

I can't explain to you how this is done, I can only say that it is a secret technique, a method similar to diverting thoughts.

Soon, the figure was completely accepted by my daughter.

The daughter who never showed any expression actually smiled at the doll.

I've always worried that growing up without female relatives like sisters and mothers would affect my daughter, but I'm relieved now.

Although this doll can't speak, it can already do many things for my daughter instead of me.

Just one thing, it must eat a lot of human hair, just like a car that consumes gasoline, the hair is the energy for it to continue to move.

Therefore, I had no choice but to learn the art of haircutting by hand, but unfortunately, sooner or later, I would be misunderstood by the locals wherever I went, so I have been living a life of wandering, and now people who are willing to come to a small shop like mine to get a haircut Fewer and fewer. "

Sha Ping put his daughter back into the doll's arms, and the doll picked up his daughter and walked back to a room next to it that seemed to be sleeping.

"My daughter is much better than before. Maybe God has a little mercy on me. Although she can't speak yet, she has begun to grow slowly. Because of the problems in her brain, she has hardly developed, and her body has always remained a child. state, and can not speak, can only be expressed by the shape of the mouth of the puppet.

I just want to go on like this, just go on like this..."

Sha Ping watched with a faint smile on his lips.

Most of the suffering in the world is like this. Ye Feng knew that Sha Ping's experience should be more tragic than it sounds.

It's like why gypsies always seem to like singing and dancing, always smiling, and always make people feel unrestrained.

Because they don't have a home, which is the greatest sadness.

"But one day, Xiao Bai, the chairman of the Xiao family, approached me..."

(End of this chapter)