Like the wooden door that didn't open, it was as if nothing had happened that night.

It's just that in Yi Cen's opinion, Lu Yuanzheng's gaze that swept towards those wooden people intentionally or unintentionally made him feel involuntarily empty. He asked himself again and again, did he perceive it, or did he not perceive it?

He couldn't get an answer, and he couldn't fully concentrate. Lu Yuanzheng could always see Yi Cen sitting there, occasionally looking at the wall in a trance and dazed. He didn't say anything, and he didn't ask anything.

After half a month, Lu Yuanzheng once again proposed to go down the mountain.

Yi Cen sat on the bench, Lu Yuanzheng lowered his eyes and looked at him, his eyes fell on the arm made of wood, and his tone was very light: "Yi Cen, I'm going down the mountain." ”

Yi Cen didn't raise his head when he was as usual, and nodded: "Okay." ”

Lu Yuanzheng didn't speak again, just stood still for a moment and suddenly let out a sigh. He squatted down and reached out to hold Yi Cen's hand, which felt slightly cold to the touch. He looked at Yi Cen and said slowly: "You have been fiddling with these things day and night, even if you make them, they are just some puppets to your heart, how can they be compared to real people? He paused, looked up into Yi Cen's eyes, saw the confusion in the other party's eyes, and smiled lightly: "Yi Cen, will you go down the mountain with me?" Let's go down the mountain to see, the mountain is very lively and interesting, can I take you for a walk?"

Yi Cen's hand held by Lu Yuanzheng trembled slightly, and it took a long time to react to what Lu Yuanzheng said to him. He looked stunned, "Ah Zheng, what are you talking about?

Lu Yuanzheng nodded and said, "Yes, go down the mountain and have a look." ”

Yi Cen pursed his lips, his eyelids slowly drooped, he looked at the wooden arm in his hand, and said for a long time: "Ah Zheng, I am different from you." I...... I didn't want to go down. ”

Lu Yuanzheng frowned, inexplicably a little angry, and his voice was stern. "Why? What's so good about this mountain? Besides, we're all human, what's the difference?"

Yi Cen couldn't tell him what was different from him, and he didn't want Lu Yuanzheng to find out what he had done. It's not that he's afraid to descend the mountain, he's afraid of humans. On the contrary, he just didn't want to have anything to do with human beings, so he would stay on the Great Compassion Mountain all the time.

Yi Cen fell silent, and his appearance without saying a word showed instinctive resistance. Lu Yuanzheng was puzzled, his eyes sank, and he suddenly stood up and pointed at him: "Are you willing to face these puppets in the mountains all day long, and you don't want to go down the mountain with me......?" Aren't you afraid you're going to turn yourself into a complete lunatic?!"

Yi Cen's eyes trembled when he heard this, and he suddenly understood why Lu Yuanzheng insisted on letting himself go down the mountain so much. He didn't understand the puncture, but he thought about taking him down the mountain with him, I was afraid that if he was by Yi Cen's side, he would be able to stop doing what he had been doing before?

It's just that Lu Yuanzheng didn't expect it, he didn't want to.

The corners of Yi Cen's mouth hooked up a vague smile, but his eyes seemed to have lost their luster. "Ah Zheng...... Go down the mountain. Later...... Don't go up the hill again. ”

Lu Yuanzheng was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Yi Cen to say such a thing, and immediately laughed angrily: "What did you say?

Yi Cen closed his eyes and repeated in a calm voice: "I said, don't come up the mountain." ”

Lu Yuanzheng looked at him fixedly, his eyes sharp as if he was about to dissect Yi Cen. But Yi Cen didn't move, he continued to fiddle with the wooden arm, hollowing out the inside with a dagger, and he wanted to implant the veins that had been removed from the fresh arm. He thought that when he had finished all these puppets, someone would talk to him and accompany him through the boring days in the mountains.

In this way, even if Lu Yuanzheng goes down the mountain, he will not be alone in this grass house.

Even if it's fake, he doesn't care.

Anyway...... The lifespan of human beings is so short, Lu Yuanzheng will not remember him for a long time.

Thinking like this, Yi Cen suddenly felt that his eye frames were hot. But he just stared at Lu Yuanzheng without saying a word, and his eyes were full of disappointment. Lu Yuanzheng didn't say a word again, but went down the mountain with his short knife that never left his body.

There are many things that Lu Yuanzheng doesn't understand, but for some reason - as long as he looks at Yi Cen's face and those white eyes that are different from ordinary people, he can't open his mouth no matter what. He couldn't change what was happening, but he wanted to stop what was going to happen. It's just that he didn't expect such a simple thought, which backfired.

He went down the mountain in a daze, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the city, he would be surrounded by officers and soldiers.

Those officers and soldiers were numerous, and they looked at him as if they were looking at a devil, fierce and fearful. Lu Yuanzheng subconsciously clenched the short knife, and before he had time to ask what was going on, he heard a man who looked like a servant shout.

"Look!" the official pointed to the short knife on Lu Yuanzheng's waist, and shouted hoarsely as if he couldn't control it: "Look! That's the murder weapon! It's him!"

Lu Yuanzheng frowned, glanced at the surrounding officers and soldiers suspiciously, and said in his heart, isn't it because of the knife in his hand that he was mistaken for a murderer?

The man at the head is tall, and his face is more thoughtful than ordinary people. The sword eyebrows are starry, and the eyes are sophisticated and sharp as knives. He looked at Lu Yuanzheng and said solemnly, "Why do you carry a knife with you?"

This person didn't answer the question, Lu Yuanzheng's eyes lit up, and his expression sank: "This knife is my carry-on sword, and I carry it every day." I wonder who your Excellency thinks you are wrong?"

The man's face did not change, and he gave the man on the right a look, and after a while, someone came to them with a wolfdog. The man snorted coldly and said lightly: "Recently, there have been many murders in the city, most of them are killed by people and then a part of the body is cut off with a sharp blade, and the murder weapon is determined to be a short knife or dagger. He paused, and looked at Lu Yuanzheng with a sarcastic smile: "We inquired in many ways, and found that there is a person like you who wears a short knife, has mysterious whereabouts, and often goes to the Great Compassion Mountain. Do you know that ordinary people in the Great Compassion Mountain can't go up at all, and they can't get out if they go in, but you come and go freely!"

He looked at Lu Yuanzheng and finally said, "My wolf dog has been specially trained and can smell blood and break off." Now it has smelled the blood of those corpses, and if you have nothing to do with this serious murder, my wolfhound will naturally not hurt you. But if I smell blood from you, I can't let you quibble!"

Lu Yuanzheng's pupils suddenly constricted when he heard this, if it was as he guessed, the result would be conceivable to him. But if not...... The result he thought about was just that he was thinking too much?

He looked stunned, but saw that the well-trained wolfhound had galloped towards him, and the piercing barking of the dog instantly pulled his thoughts back to reality. He subconsciously pulled out the short knife and smashed the back of the wolf dog with the back of the knife. The force was so great that the wolfdog fell to the ground and only struggled slightly and stopped moving.

Consciousness returned, and countless swords around him were already on his neck.