With the singing of the drama spirit, Lin Yue's master and apprentice gradually understood what happened. The body of the opera spirit is a puppet puppet, she was carved out a hundred years ago, and then she was taken all over the landscape by an artist. In this place in Leizhou, she met an unforgettable owner.

The little boy was just an audience of his own at first, in the crowd, but after a little more glance in the crowd, he would arrive on time every time the play started. Originally, the little boy's family hoped that he would be literate in order to be motivated, and at the worst of all, he could become a scholar respected by the common people.

Unexpectedly, the little boy recognized this stage, you must know that the servant is a lowly person, once he enters the industry, he can't change his nationality, and this life will be over. But no matter how his father and mother beat and scolded, he was covered in bruises and howling and crying, and he had to stay to learn the play.

In the end, he was kicked out of the house by his father and worshipped the acting master as his teacher. Originally, this makeup puppet had been in the scene for decades at this time, and even the color puppet had considered buying a new puppet, but the boy didn't let him, he took care of it carefully, either putting on makeup for the puppet, or decorating new clothes for her.

After that, the boy turned into a teenager, and the master turned into loess, leaving only a new puppeteer and his puppet, a person, a puppet, all the way, in order to keep the puppet shining, the puppet would rather starve and freeze himself, but also constantly add color to the puppet's makeup.

This walk is more than 60 years, and in the past 60 years, there have been both natural disasters and man-made disasters, and the opera artists have been dejected and have no food and have been bullied. has been seriously ill, seriously injured, and has been wandering between life and death, but the only thing that has not been let go is this colorful doll.

For more than 60 years, the heroic young color opera master has become a dying old man, he has also accepted disciples, but some unfortunately died, and some couldn't stand the pain of running, so they left their master early. Now all he has left is a rag dress, a colored doll, and nothing else.

At this age, I'm afraid that the people in the family who know that they have also died, and he has not gone back, but he is really a child who does not know each other, and asks with a smile where the guest is from. I performed a few shows in my hometown, and I never went back after that.

After wandering for another three or four years, he came here last winter, when the snow covered the mountain, he was just dressed in a single clothes, his stomach was empty, his pocket was shy, it was impossible to go to the town below the mountain to make a decision, and in the wind and snow he entered this abandoned mountain temple.

Ignited the dead wood in the temple, the hungry and cold color actor finally couldn't hold on, leaning against the wall almost lost all his strength, he muttered to remember the past, remembered his family, there are not many dead wood in the temple, seeing that the fire is getting smaller and smaller, the long night is long, but the wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger.

The color opera master has no long things, some are just this color puppet that he carefully cared for, the fire is getting smaller and smaller, the cold wind is getting bigger and bigger, except for the sound of the wind, the whole mountain temple is surprisingly quiet. The puppeteer laughed, a little desolate, and a little helpless, he grabbed the puppet and was about to throw it into the fire, but he stopped, he rubbed the puppet in his hand, like looking at a lover who has been with him for a lifetime.

The puppet actor laughed three times, lifted the puppet, the sonorous drama flew out of his mouth, the puppet flew in his hand, even if it was a dead thing, it also had the posture of captivating the country and the city, after a piece of the most skilled singing, the puppet was held by the puppet and leaned down against the wall.

The next morning, the puppet in his arms was still warm, but the puppet had frozen to death in the mountain temple.

These stories were shown by the puppet show with illusions, and after telling the story, the entire mountain temple changed back to its original appearance, and in front of the three people was a puppet with makeup slightly higher than ordinary people's knees, and the puppet still spoke with a playful tone: "That is the place where the master buries his bones, I don't care what happens to the people who come here, this pure land cannot be defiled." The three of them looked at the earth and rocks that had collapsed to cover up the bones of the painter.

Lin Yue nodded: "What do you think?"

Ji Ya and Ziyun were silent, Ziyun walked the rivers and lakes for a while, but he felt that the puppet show spirit had never done evil, and he didn't need to kill them all. And Ji Ya, who has lacked love since childhood and longs for love, is a little more emotional.

Ziyun said, "Please Master, decide." ”

Ji Ya pleaded: "Master, let her go, okay?"

After all, the puppet show spirit is just a dead thing, and she can't see any joy or sorrow, but in fact she is very nervous, this master and apprentice are different from ordinary mountain and wild villagers, not to mention this master, even these two little ones want to destroy themselves easily.

Lin Yue groaned: "I can give you two choices. First, I can spare you, you can find a cave to cultivate by yourself, and you will be able to achieve something in the future, but if I hear that you are evil, I will definitely destroy you with my own hands. As for the second way...... From now on, you are still a dead thing, and there is no chance of becoming a demon again, but I can let you meet your master. ”

The puppet showman trembled, and she said urgently, "Can I still see the master?"

Lin Yue said: "I said yes, but you ...... in the future."

"I want to see the master!" Before Lin Yue's words were finished, the puppet performer made a choice without the slightest hesitation.

Lin Yue asked again: "Are you sure you want to do this?" After a hundred years of cultivation, this colorful puppet opened up its spiritual wisdom by chance, and it can be said that it is very unwise to give up the avenue of cultivation.

However, the puppet show spirit still insisted, Lin Yue could only nod, and took the puppet and the two apprentices to the outside of the mountain temple, Lin Yue stomped his feet and the entire mountain temple collapsed, and the whole land was flipped with Lin Yue's thoughts, and finally formed a large tomb bag, a boulder stood in front of the grave, Lin Yue's golden scale sword swept quickly, and carved the words 'The Tomb of the Colorful Dramatist' in front of the boulder.

Lin Yue said with a smile: "It seems that the villagers in the town are going to change places to build mountain temples." ”

The people of this world have a lot of respect for the dead, especially when a series of terrifying incidents have happened here, the dilapidated mountain temple has become a deserted tomb in the blink of an eye, and these villagers dare not to move without permission, so they have to choose a site elsewhere, and even put offerings to worship, praying that the owner of this sudden tomb will not disturb the town.

Lin Yue then said solemnly to the two disciples: "You are guarding the tomb here tonight, although the master here is not a noble person, but he can insist on himself all his life until death. This is what we admire, and you must not be rude. ”

"Yes, Master. ”

……

Lin Yue set up a flying sword, but came to Fengdu City with the puppet showman, the sky had darkened, Lin Yue came directly to the entrance of Huangquan, the children of the Wang family guarding the door were quite helpless, and their faces were not very good-looking, after all, Lin Yue came to Fengdu basically nothing good, but they did not stop it, because the Immortal Monarch had left an order, Lin Yue could enter and exit freely, as long as he did not bring his soul out, the rest did not matter.

Lin Yue also smiled embarrassedly and went in, there is a magic treasure jade soul ring body, even this country of death can't help him, he asked the puppet show spirit in his arms: "The last chance, don't you regret it?"

The puppet show spirit has understood the cause and effect, at this time she is not a demon, she can only be regarded as a dead thing with spiritual intelligence, so there is no physical body, if she cultivates into a demon body, she will definitely die when she enters Huangquan with the body of a dead thing, she will cut off the possibility of re-cultivation, and eternal life can only be a dead thing with spiritual wisdom here, but she knows that she can indeed see the master in this way.

The puppet show spirit does not regret it, since he has never been born, why fear eternal death.

Lin Yue came to the depths of Huangquan, and he directly found Wang Xueyan. As an official in the underworld, it is much easier for Wang Xueyan to find a soul than him.

Seeing Lin Yue coming, Wang Xueyan was also a little helpless, and asked cautiously: "You, come...... What for?"

Lin Yue snorted: "Why do you all look at me like a plague god, am I so annoying?"

Wang Xueyan squinted and didn't speak, but the expression on her face clearly read, 'What do you say?

Lin Yue coughed lightly in embarrassment, and then explained to her the reason for coming back, hoping that she could help inquire about the whereabouts of the color actor, although Lin Yue didn't know this color theater master, but it was not difficult to report the approximate time of death, place of death, and cause of death.

After inquiry, Wang Xueyan took Lin Yue to the Nine Souls Retention Domain, which was the largest place in Huangquan, even larger than the Great Zhou Dynasty, and was divided into nine areas to place different souls.

A great plain, but I saw a faint blue fire floating on the plain, these are dead souls. Most of the souls are just in the state of ghost fire, and some still maintain the appearance of people, where they have neither power nor wealth, no more cultivation, no need to eat and sleep, men and women cannot intercourse, masters cannot fight, everyone is a ghost fire, and can only float to the end of their yin life.

After a while, they found the soul of the puppeteer, as if there was a sense between the two sides, the ghost fire of the puppeteer turned into the appearance of his life, and the puppeteer spirit also pounced, I don't know what they said.

Lin Yue and Wang Xueyan stood aside, although the puppet show spirit opened her mind, but after all, she didn't have a demon body, so she didn't make trouble with yin and yang, and Wang Xueyan didn't stop it. But I saw the puppet show spirit babbling and screaming, and danced again under the operation of the color puppet master. used to be puppets played by color opera artists, dubbing in their mouths. Now the soul state of the color puppet master can not speak here, but the color puppet show spirit who has opened the wisdom can speak, a ghost and a spirit are connected, a wonderful opera is performed again, and the surrounding ghosts and spirits are also gathered. Cai Opera was crazy about drama before he was born, and he had no regrets after his death.

In this void and silent space, countless souls gathered around, watching the endless interpretation between three feet and inches.

Wang Xueyan sighed, Lin Yue is really capable of making trouble, since he has been here, it seems that the previous rules are not working, she squinted and looked at it: "How is it?" ”

Lin Yue said: "I can't talk about it, but as a person who can fulfill others, it feels good." ”

Lin Yue left Fengdu City after saying goodbye to Wang Xueyan, he didn't go directly to the apprentices, but went back to Butterfly Valley to find Dou Heng and ask him to do something. Dou Heng was very surprised when he knew Lin Yue's intention: "Are you sure you want this?"

Lin Yue told him about the recent acceptance of two disciples, and Dou Heng learned that the two disciples were only subordinates of the East China Sea Spear King, and could not be regarded as disciples of Butterfly Valley, so he didn't ask any more, and he also knew that Lin Yue would grasp the scale, but this thing he wanted today......

Dou Heng asked, "You cheated your disciples like this, do they know?"

Lin Yue shook his head: "Don't say it so ugly, this is also a kind of care I have for them." ”

“……”

It was not difficult to make the things he wanted, and it didn't take two hours for Lin Yue to get it, but a wicked smile appeared on his face.