"Mm-hmm, yuzu is the best."

The puppet master's name before the Tao was Yuzu.

Obviously, the girl in the wheelchair is younger, but she comforts Dao Qian like an elder.

"Winter is coming to an end, and spring is coming...... I don't know if I'll be able to see the flowers bloom again. ”

The wheelchair girl tilted her head and looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Outside the window is a flower garden planted with flowers that are either ordinary or rare, but because of the arrival of winter, most of the flowers are curled up in buds, waiting for the arrival of spring flowers.

Only a few flowers are still blooming in winter, and if the flowers bloom in spring, I don't know what kind of scene will be in the flower garden.

Dao Qian said in a firm tone: "I will see it, I will definitely see it." ”

Her tone was firmer than the stone of the statue, more resolute than the most resolute stone.

"Don't do anything stupid for me, Yuzu." The wheelchair girl looked into Yuzu's eyes, as if she had seen through Yuzu's thoughts, "I've lived long enough to die a long time ago, even if I didn't wait for the flowers to bloom and die, you can put the flowers in front of my grave." ”

"Ordinary human beings are at most a hundred years, and the transcendent who has achieved cultivation is two hundred years, I have lived enough from the Warring States Period to the present, and it is not bad to die like this."

"So understand, Yuzu, I don't need you to do stupid things for me, I've lived enough as a human."

Beneath the appearance of a teenager is actually a soul that has lived for hundreds of years, something that ordinary people would never believe.

But before Dao, Yuzu firmly believed that she had never seen her master's appearance aged from being created decades ago to the present, and only a powerful existence like her master could create a puppet like herself.

A puppet that is so perfect that it is completely indistinguishable as a puppet on the surface.

If there is someone who has reached the pinnacle in puppetry, it must be the master.

Nodding, Yuzu said, "I won't do anything stupid, master, don't worry." ”

"Hmm."

Closing the door and walking out, Yuzu's face regained its calm.

She is just a puppet created by her master, no matter how exquisite her skills are, no matter how similar to a human in all aspects, but in essence, she is just a puppet.

Golems don't have hearts, only mechanical pointers at the heart.

"Squeak."

Pulling open the door of his room, Yuzu stepped in.

Her room presents a strange combination of clutter and neatness, with a variety of materials for refining puppets in the first half of the room, as well as some semi-finished and finished products, and a tripod and canvas in the second half of the room.

All the canvases are the same paintings, a landscape of ukiyo-e.

The skill of this ukiyo-e is extremely high, whether it is a mountain or a stream, it presents a harmonious beauty in the stiffness, but if every painting is the same scene, it makes people feel weird, there is no difference between several paintings, it is almost like a photocopy.

But looking at the paint scattered on the ground, these paintings are indeed the reproduction of one stroke at a time.

On the other side of the landscape ukiyo-e, there are a large number of other unfinished 'paintings'.

It's just that these paintings can't even be called graffiti, but can only be said to be a disturbing variety of paints smeared together, and if these things and those reproductions of ukiyo-e landscape paintings are the work of the same person, the difference is too great.

“……”

Yuzu sat in front of the tripod and lifted the paintbrush, she wanted to paint something.

It's something that exists in reality, I've seen it with my own eyes, but it's not created by anyone.

For example, the room that caught fire, the one I saw a few days ago, a building that caught fire in the winter, is the place where I obtained the 'heart medicine' and supervised the self-immolation of Ping Zhensheng.

There must be countless paintings of the burning room in the world, but the only one who sees the room on fire and has the desire to draw it here and now is Yuzu in front of the road.

If you could use art skills to draw that burning room, it would be a wonderful painting.

But alas, Yuzu knows that she can't do it at all.

She can only mechanically imitate and reproduce, and follow the steps to create lifelike puppets.

"Click!"

"Click!"

Applying the brush to the canvas, Yuzu trembled her wrist before Michi, thinking about the room on fire, thinking about the snow that had fallen that day, and various paints were concocted and smeared - Yuzu finally created a black and gray dirty cloth.

"Sure enough, I still can't draw it."

She can only paint an exact picture scroll like the ukiyo-e painted by her master, and reproduce it mechanically.

You can reproduce ukiyo-e, you can reproduce the oil paintings of those famous artists.

Naturally, this makes it possible to make something that looks like a print, but it doesn't stop there.

Wisdom?

Emotion?

Soul?

Before the Dao, Yuzu was thinking about what she lacked, it couldn't be the so-called ethereal heart, if she just had a heart and could be like a human being, then she would immediately go and get a few human hearts.

It turned out that didn't work.

Putting down the brush, Yuzu sighed before she said that she must have lacked something crucial to becoming human.

"Joy, anger, sorrow, joy, love, evil, lust."

Yuzu held the relics obtained from the fire in his hand before the road: "The emotions obtained this time are love and sorrow. ”

A layer of pink mixed with gray crystals precipitated from the relic, like salt grains slowly condensed from the sea.

It's just that this relic is not as muddy as the salt grains of seawater, but crystal clear, pink and gray occupy a separate part, and if you take it for a jewelry auction, it should not be worth much.

After all, most human buyers haven't seen this thing.

"Gathering all emotions and adding mermaid flesh is the real elixir of immortality." When he was alone, Yuzu's words before the Tao became more numerous, "If this is a lie, go and tear down the monk's temple." ”

The human body will eventually decay for various reasons, and the only way to continue it is through some slightly special methods.

For example, the 800 bhikshunis once ate the flesh of the mermaid, such as the elixir of immortality, such as the conversion of the flesh into other things.

It's just that the latter obviously doesn't, and the owner won't agree to be something non-human.

Thinking about it, there is only one way to do it.

"It's just one evil thing missing." Before the Dao, the crystallization of the grapefruit sauce was put away, and she had collected the seven flavor elements.

Every flavor is

Just like a hunter who is good at hunting, every emotion is finally harvested by her through years, even more than ten years and decades of arrangement.

Human emotions are complex, and even if human beings are carefully cultivated to develop towards a certain emotion, they may not be able to produce the emotions she wants in the end.

But for this taste evil, Yuzu is full of confidence before the Tao.