When the time is approaching, the originally lively Shangyuan Festival Lantern Festival has slowly turned from hustle and bustle to quiet and deserted, and all kinds of participants have gradually dissipated. Xiao Zhuo and the three of them glanced at each other, and Xiong Kuohai sent a few of his men back to the inn first, while he followed Xiao Zhuo and Jingyi towards the stage.

According to the usual, Peiping Mansion will not end so quickly during the festival, let alone the Lantern Festival of the Shangyuan Festival. It's just that Beiping Mansion has been a little unpeaceful recently, and there have been several bizarre murders a few days ago, and Beiping Mansion has to order the people to go home before the time of day for the safety of the people.

As soon as Xiao Zhuo and the three of them walked to the stage, they saw the man who came up to the curtain and asked, "The three guests are here, but is there something?" ”

"Hey! We couldn't enjoy it just now, so we wanted to come up and see what kind of reputation you have, boss, can you let us go in and have a look? Xiong Kuohai stood at the front, and his speech was also very straightforward, mainly because Xiao Zhuo said that these puppets were not harmful, otherwise he would not be so angry and angry with these people.

"This guest laughed, there is a newspaper curtain below, the shopkeeper is in the background, if the three guests want to see him, I will ask, wait a minute." After the announcer finished speaking, he turned around and walked backstage. After a while, an elderly man walked out, but the old man only glanced at the three of them, and without saying anything, he guided the three of them to the backstage.

As soon as he entered the backstage, Xiao Zhuo smelled a fragrance that lingered throughout the backstage, this kind of incense is commonly used in Taoist temples, and is generally used by the people to pray for blessings, convey their hearts, and express their piety, but now that they appear in the backstage of the troupe, it seems a little out of place. Looking at the puppets around him, all of them are vivid, with all five senses, happy or sad, angry or sad, Xiao Zhuo only feels as if he is being watched by countless people, and every step he takes, he can't help but look around, lest a puppet suddenly fly towards him. And the people who were busy taking back the puppets backstage, before each puppet was picked up, they all bowed down in front of the puppet very seriously, and then slowly picked it up and put it back in the box, every move was very different from the troupe Xiao Zhuo had seen before.

"Girl! Here are the things you can't touch! The old man saw that Jingyi was about to touch the puppet, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to stop it. After Jingyi heard it, he was also very obedient and decisively withdrew his hand. She hadn't planned to touch these things in the first place, because from the moment she came in, she had guessed what they were. However, she had only heard of it and had never seen it, and she didn't understand the properties of these things, so she wanted to reach out and try it.

"Fuling Technique!" When Jing Yi withdrew his hand, he also revealed the secret of these puppets.

The Art of the Fuling! Xiao Zhuo thought back to what he had learned in the past, but remembered what was going on. It is said that there are five spirits in the world: immortals, demons, people, ghosts, and spirits. Immortals, gather the aura of heaven and earth, or enjoy the incense of the world to get rid of the mortal body, transcendent and saintly, and become immortals; The demon is the ultimate of the five phases in the world. Greed, hatred, resentment, hatred, stupidity, there is a kind of difficulty in letting go, becoming a demon in the heart, you may fall into the devil's way, even if you are an immortal, you may become a demon with a thought; The ghost is formless and formless, and the world cannot see it, but it is transformed after death. If ordinary people die, their souls leave their bodies, and if they have the five demons as their stalks, and they do not want to die, they may turn into ghosts and bring disaster to the world; The spirit is the predecessor of the immortal demon, and the one who accepts the aura of heaven and earth to get rid of his true appearance is the true spirit, and the soul, soul, and human being, and the cultivator who goes against the way of heaven is a demon, and the spirit is a blessing, and the demon is a curse! And people are the most special of the five spirits, when they are born, they can become immortals, and after death, they can also become ghosts and become demons, which can be said to be the source of the five spirits.

The art of subordination is to use spirit-gathering things as a carrier to leave the soul of a person after death. These souls are neither spirits nor evil, but they do not want to die because they have attachment after death, so they have to linger in the place of death. There is a way of reincarnation in heaven, and in order to ensure the normal order of reincarnation, the heavenly court will grant some people special abilities, so that these people can help those souls who have lost their minds, and these people are called requiems. It's just that these requiems, if Xiao Zhuo remembers it well, should only appear in some specific periods, such as wars, plagues and other large-scale deaths, especially when there are wars, small ones are hundreds or thousands, large ones are thousands, and even hundreds of thousands of souls have no place to belong. He remembered that it was recorded in the four trigrams of the celestial phenomena that during the Warring States Period, the Qin general Wu Anjun killed 400,000 Zhao troops in a pit, and it took all the Requiem people five years to complete the mission! But then again, why are there Requiems now?

"Uncle, can I take a look at these puppets?" Xiao Zhuo knew the secret of these puppets and asked. The puppet is also divided into two types, yin and yang, one is feminine, which is dedicated to female souls and is not allowed to be touched by men; One is masculine, which is dedicated to the male soul and is not allowed to be touched by the woman. Just because once yin and yang touch, death and life are connected, the residual thoughts of the soul in the puppet may turn the soul into a powerful ghost, and if you go to the world, you will commit a taboo in heaven. And Xiao Zhuo saw that the old man didn't let Jingyi touch it, presumably the puppets here were all male souls.

"Childe, please." The old man raised his hand slightly, which was considered to have granted Xiao Zhuo's request, but his eyes were still staring at Jingyi, and he didn't move away for a moment.

"I'll go out for a long time!" Jingyi really couldn't stand the old man's thief-like eyes, so he complained and walked outside.

And Xiao Zhuo walked in front of a puppet, picked it up and looked at it carefully, sure enough, as he thought, the puppet uses peach wood as the body, consolidating the soul and preventing the erosion of evil energy, the innermost layer of the surface of the peach wood is tightly pasted on the puppet with yellow paper in strips, which is regarded as a golden body to protect the soul, and the seams of each yellow paper are sealed with a red pen to prevent the soul from overflowing and attracting evil spirits. The outermost part is wrapped in drawing paper, and all kinds of portraits of people are painted on it, and even all kinds of makeup, such as old students, small students, martial artists, etc., and finally some external body props, this puppet is counted. The silk thread on the puppet is basically used by the playwright to help these puppets pull out the appearance of action during the rehearsal, and the puppet is completely performed by the puppet during the performance, as long as the people of the troupe sing the song behind the scenes.

"Uncle, dare to ask the surname Gao, when did you start doing this? What your old man has done, you are ashamed of yourself in your later life! Xiao Zhuo hurriedly bowed and saluted, although Xiong Kuohai didn't understand the reason, but when he saw Xiao Zhuo saluting, he also hugged his fist.

This is not Xiao Zhuo's fake respect, only because he understands the truth, he can't help but admire the old man. Riding the soul of the soul, although it is a matter of immeasurable merit and benefiting future generations, but the danger is not something that ordinary people can overcome, the road is safe and sound, if the spirit body becomes evil into a ghost, the death is still light, the soul is more likely to be devoured, unable to die, the old man has been doing this for many years, and he is safe and sound, and he has to be awe-inspired.

"The son has an overreputation, the old man's surname is Ke, and he only did this business in his fifties six or four years ago this year. Lao Yu was originally just a painter, and he didn't do much in his life, but he had to meet the guidance of an immortal to add some eyebrows to these puppets with his thin skills. In this way, four years have passed now, and the customers on both sides of the canal are almost finished, and the old man can go home to reunite with his son. When Uncle Ke said this, he seemed to remember some old things, and his eyes also revealed a trace of sadness. Ay! It's a pity that the old class owner passed away when he was taking a ride with the patron, otherwise I could enjoy my old age in peace, I hope I can go home safely! This time I came north to this place, and I stayed here for a few days, and it is time to leave tomorrow. ”

Xiao Zhuo heard Uncle Ke say this, and hurriedly calculated the things in Uncle Ke's life according to Uncle Ke's birth date and surname, and sure enough, as Uncle Ke himself said, before the age of fifty-six, he had a talent for calligraphy and painting, but he achieved nothing, and a wife he married when he was young also left him, leaving only a son who is still okay, presumably it is also caused by the blessings caused by Uncle Ke's spiritual luck in recent years. But when Xiao Zhuo counted further, he found that Uncle Ke's life expectancy had stopped at the age of fifty-six!

How so? Xiao Zhuo used the Heavenly Hexagram for the first time after coming out of the mountain to divinate people, and he couldn't see through these puppets before, for fear that he would make a mistake again, so he calculated again, but he still stayed on fifty-six, and even this time he clearly knew that it was tonight.

"Uncle Ke, do you have anything else to do tonight?" Xiao Zhuo held back his grief and looked at Uncle Ke. As early as when he entered the Tao, Taibai Zhenren warned him several times: The way of heaven is beneficial but not harmful; The way of man, for the sake of not fighting, must not go against the sky! He finally understood why Taibai Zhenren told him repeatedly!

"There is one last group of customers to send off tonight, and Childe wants to go with me? I think you and that girl are not ordinary people, so it doesn't hurt to go. Uncle Ke is also worthy of being a member of the older generation, just from Xiao Zhuo's tone, I can hear what Xiao Zhuo wants to do, and at this time, the puppet in the background has also been almost cleaned up, and he has packed out two boxes and put them alone, which must be the patron that Uncle Ke said.

"Thanks to Uncle Ke's dislike, Xiao Zhuo will definitely go." Xiao Zhuo was grateful for Uncle Ke's merits for the world, and wanted to follow him from the bottom of his heart, which could be regarded as seeing off this old man who was about to pass away.

[Follow-up spoilers]

"Xiaodao Chief, what do you think of my pulse at this time?" Xiao Zhuo listened to Xiao Dao Chang's previous views on physiognomy, and stretched out his right hand in front of him and asked.

"Ahh Your Excellency, you're dying! Yuan Keshi shouted in surprise. When he looked at Xiao Zhuo's face before, he was clearly full of vitality, why was his pulse full of life?