In the ensuing conversation, Sakuya relied on his exquisite words to learn a lot of information about the carpenter. He was an orphan since he was a child, adopted by a kind craftsman, and has been living on the mountains for a long time, and the only person he usually sees is his master.

The hut on the hill was very dilapidated, much more shabby than the worst house in the world, and the two of them farmed and hunted by themselves, and lived in solitude and solitude for nearly forty years. The original teenager has become middle-aged and no longer young; The original middle age turned into old age, and finally entered the loess.

A few days after the master's death, the carpenter inexplicably came to Gensokyo.

Sakuya sighed silently, the people and things that were hidden by Yakumo Purple God have a common characteristic, that is, they are forgotten by the outside world, and the carpenter is estimated to be because he is far away from personnel, and the interpersonal relationship is too fragile, and when the last person in the outside world remembers him dies, he will inevitably be forgotten by the whole world.

It is worth mentioning that the craftsman who adopted the carpenter did not have much culture, so he did not give the carpenter a name, and used the word "little carpenter" to refer to the latter for a long time, and only removed the word "little" before he died.

Therefore, the carpenter is called a carpenter, and the surname is the carpenter.

"Then double check, you can carve a statue." Sakiya asked gently.

"Well, I learned how to carve a Sanqing statue." The carpenter nodded and replied.

Sanqing statue?

Sakiya was stunned by this strange answer, this kind of statue that is not the appearance of an old man with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, or the appearance of an old man with fairy wind bones, can really meet the requirements of the eldest lady who not only wants the statue to show her majesty, but also shows her cuteness, and it is best to show her aristocratic temperament and generosity to others? I always think that the carpenter will come up with strange things.

She reached into her pocket, and her hand to take out the contents couldn't help but stop, and she suddenly felt that this honest person in front of her would make a very strange mess.

It's just that the eldest lady's task must be completed, and no one in the world is willing to go to the Red Devil Pavilion, and the carpenter is already the last choice.

The only option is the best option.

"The world is some distance from the Red Devil Pavilion, let me use magic to take you there."

Sakuya put her hand on the magic scroll in her pocket, before she came out, Patchouli had already arranged everything, as long as she opened the scroll, the spatial magic array engraved in it would be activated, no matter where Sakuya was, she could bring the carpenter to the Red Devil Pavilion.

It's just that Sakiya's hand didn't come out of her pocket for a long time, because she felt that she didn't need to waste this magic scroll, and she could bring the carpenter back to the Red Devil Pavilion in an instant with her own ability.

"But isn't it difficult for my abilities to interfere directly with living creatures? When did my ability take such a metamorphosis? ”

Her eyes were also confused, and she looked up at the bright moon in the sky. The moonlight is as usual, the moon is still the same, and the perfect moon just hangs in the sky, splashing white moonlight on the ground, decorating the whole world with silver white.

Suddenly, Sakiya, who has always had a good memory, found that he couldn't remember the appearance of the person he had just met, except for the carpenter's image was still clear, everyone else was a blurry mess, and there was no way to recall it, not to mention their appearance, even their height, body shape, and even gender, Sakuya couldn't remember.

What's going on here?

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There is no moonlight in the lonely dungeon, and although it has been carefully treated and enchanted, it will not become damp from dripping water, and there will be no rats, but it is still dark. Between the flickering candle flames, the shadows of the three girls were illuminated on the wall, and because of the angle, their shadows were stretched out, looking extremely scary and weird.

The floor was littered with broken dolls, broken cotton wool was sprinkled all over the floor, and dark red ominous marks were faintly visible on the walls and ceiling of the floor, and the two were superimposed, making the place look dark and eerie.

But Fran didn't feel scared at all, for she knew this place well, this was the basement of the Red Devil Pavilion, the prison where she had been imprisoned for countless years, and she had figured out how many strips of masonry there were, and how many intervals there were.

"I didn't expect us to come back here."

Fran One put his hands in his hands and looked at the place with relish, his eyes full of nostalgia.

"But the door seems to be locked again, are we crossing in time?"

Fran Two pointed to the closed door, a mischievous expression. As a magical girl, she naturally felt the magic fluctuations on that door, and a full thirty-two enhanced magic spells were applied to that door, all of which were used to prevent her from leaving.

She could feel that the magic on the door had been the result of a great deal of effort on Patchouli's part, all of which had been designed for her purpose of destruction. But in her opinion, none of this is meaningless.

"Although the ability can't be used, this level of magic can be broken with fists." Fran Three said disdainfully.

"This magic array seems to have been arranged by Pachou more than twenty years ago, and it is full of old and weak atmosphere." In the end, it was Fran One who spoke again and made a judgment.

The same is true of the basement, in Fran's opinion, the broken bear dolls here are the ones she broke in the past, and the Lemilia dolls that are now intact are also the ones she is about to break.

"Sure enough, it's a dream." The three Frans said in unison.

Only dreams can create such a real past, which makes her immersed in it and unable to extricate herself.

The slightly sloping bed, the clean but slightly musty quilt, the candle that never goes out and never gets brighter with the magic applied, everything is as familiar as yesterday.

"Rin no Suke ......"

She whispered the name of the man who was about to come here and save her.

"It's Yakumo, he hasn't changed his name yet."

Fran II corrected, but looking at the way her eyebrows fluttered, it was clear that she was in a very good mood.

"Then why don't we just go to him?"

Fran III made a suggestion, and in an instant, all of Flann's eyes lit up, like six small red lanterns, shining in this gloomy basement.

Levardine was held in Fran's hand, the golden sword body wrapped in red flames, and the girl swung a greatsword that did not match her size, and slashed at the door.

Boom –

The loud noise spread throughout the Red Devil Pavilion in an instant, and Remilia, who was drinking tea, directly spilled the black tea on her hat, and Sakuya on the side was busy cleaning up, and in the underground library, Patchouli had been buried by countless books, and the little devil was hurriedly trying to dig her out, as for Red Meiling, she was unmoved, still leaning against the door and bowing her head, and Zhou Gong had a private meeting.

But none of this had anything to do with Fran, and since she felt the truth of the world, she had nothing to fear.

"Since this is my dream, it's a long time to teach the disobedient everyone a good lesson, isn't it?"

The three Frans lined up, all with excited expressions on their faces, and each chose a direction and flew over.

Fran Two chose the direction leading to the hall, and according to her memory, Remilia should have been sitting upright on her throne at this moment, sensing Fran fleeing, she should have rushed over with worry.

"Hey, here?"

Suddenly, she felt a strange aura and stopped.

"Strange, it stands to reason that no one will be here."

The Red Devil Pavilion is a forbidden area for humans, and except for Sakiya, the other occupants are non-human beings, but Fran senses that there is someone in the room next to her, and that person is not any of her acquaintances.

She opened the door and saw a carpenter intently carving a wooden statue, and the sawdust kept sliding between his fingers, making him smell of wood. But his expression was still so focused, his eyes fixed on the wood in front of him, unblinking, that he didn't notice that Fran had been in for so long.

"It's really interesting."

In a familiar time, in a familiar place, an unfamiliar person appeared, and Fran felt that she had found the key to breaking the dream.

It's just that she is reluctant, not reluctant to carpenter, but reluctant to Yakumo.

Although she had already told herself many times that Rinnosuke was Yakumo, in fact, she had long understood that Yakumo was dead, and Rinnosuke was just an unrelated person who had a slight relationship with him and looked the same.

She was awake in this dream, but she was trapped in her own lies, and she really didn't know if it was good or bad.

Finally, the carpenter finished his work, exhaled a long breath, wiped the sweat from his head with a towel, and then reached out to pat the sawdust off his body.

"Is this your sister sculpting?"

The little tiger tooth has begun to take shape, and the bat's wings behind him have also begun to see the scale, not to mention the Red Devil Pavilion, even in the entire Gensukyo, Remilia is the only one who looks like this.

Fran flew down on top of the tall wooden statue, her chin in her hands, and asked curiously at the carpenter. Behind her, the other two Frans also flew over, and the three Frans lined up in the air, all in the eyes of the carpenter.

"One ......"

The carpenter was naturally very surprised when someone suddenly appeared, but what surprised him even more was the three identical Fran, who had a long mouth and exhaled the word in a daze. The carving knife that had been with him for twenty years slipped from his fingertips and fell to the ground, and he didn't care, just stared at Fran blankly, and his emotions became more and more excited.

"One?"

Fran tilted her head and repeated the carpenter's words in confusion.

"Three ......"

The carpenter finally uttered the second word, which made Fran more and more confused.

"Three? What do you mean? She couldn't help but ask.

"One gasification and three clearances! My God, Daozu turned out to be a lovely girl! ”

The carpenter screamed, shock written all over his face.