"The King of the Yellow Clothes?" Lu Li didn't react for a moment, and then thought about it, the Yellow Emperor explained that although the King of the Yellow Clothes was weird, there didn't seem to be any big problems, and when he read the name lightly, a faint sense of horror appeared in Lu Li's heart, so faint that Lu Li's sensitive control was not found.

"When the time comes, you have to go back and take care of the master!" A smile appeared on the puppet's wooden face, letting go of her long-standing worries, as if relieved of everything, her breath became calm, and even looked lifeless: "I'm really sorry for deceiving you, and using despicable means, I don't care what you think of me, but please take care of the master." ”

The whole world began to become dreamy, distorted and deformed, and even became fragmented, and when Lu Li came to his senses again, he had returned to the ruined temple, with a pulling sensation on his nose, and subconsciously wiped it, only to find that it was some dry blood scabs, and then suddenly realized that his hand could be used.

The old man on the opposite side woke up in a daze, Lu Li moved his body, and felt it carefully, only to find that he had been injured in the false dream before, and after returning here, all recovered, the only thing that could be called an injury, only the nosebleed caused by the liberation of the brain when he entered before, his hand touched into his pocket, and found that all three rule modules were there, and the other pocket was lying on the cinnabar talisman.

"It's just ......" Lu Li moved his left hand, and found that compared to his right hand, the flexibility has decreased a lot, Lu Li carefully perceived, and found that the blood vessels, muscles, and nerves of his left hand are no problem, but the flexibility has decreased by half out of thin air.

"Is there a reason for the mysterious side?" Lu Li couldn't do anything about it, and then he continued to silently perceive his state, and found that the place where he was injured before was now all a little uncomfortable, and there was a sense of pain inexplicably, just a strange perception told Lu Li that as long as it took a while, these discomforts would disappear, unlike the permanent loss of flexibility in his left hand.

"Look at the sky, there is less than an hour left, and it will be dawn. The old man walked to the gate of the temple and looked at it, and when he came back, he sighed and said: "It's all to blame the old man for being lazy, now the firewood is not enough to support until dawn, and it is not safe at night, this ...... Hey!"

"The old man doesn't have to blame himself too much, if it is not until the last moment, no one can say what will happen, there is no endless road. Lu Li said comfortingly, but with a smile in his eyes, he already understood what the puppet was going to do, and he remembered what the puppet said at that time: Monsters are the best fuel.

The tears in the corners of the puppet's eyes emit strange fluctuations, lurking in unknowable places, slowly stirring people's emotions, a little guilt, will turn into a strong shame, a little self-blame, will turn into a surging remorse, a little complaint, will become absolute hatred.

"I'm just a waste! I've lived for decades and achieved nothing, and I'm still tired of getting old. The old man involuntarily recalled his past, all his life, he didn't get anything, he was lonely, and in this winter, the snow was all over the sky, and he couldn't even prepare winter clothes, and he didn't even have a home, so he could only live in a broken temple and wait for death in the cold night.

"What is the reason why I live like this? It's not all because of you!" The old man watched the fire slowly become smaller, there was no more firewood added, and the emotions in his heart were even more tumbling, thinking of his life, an impulse surged into his heart, he suddenly became angry, looking at the puppet in his arms, anger attacked his heart, shielded his reason: "I have been delayed in you for a lifetime, and now nothing has fallen, this winter and this night will not be able to pass, what else do you want to do? It is better to burn - it can also warm your body!" ”

As soon as the voice fell, the old man sent it away, and threw the puppet into the fire, the flames swept through the puppet, stirring up a burst of sparks, as if the temperature had also risen a little, Lu Li watched silently on the side, although he couldn't sense the means used by the puppet, but through the information given by the previous prompt box, he roughly understood what was going on, nothing more than the puppet using hypnosis to sacrifice himself and illuminate others.

As the puppet entered the fire, the flames began to grow, the old man's eyes were red, he sat by the fire angrily, his hand was retracted, he wanted to hold something, but he was suddenly stunned, what else could he hold, his most precious thing was not thrown into the fire just now?

Looking at the rising fire, the old man was stunned: "I...... What the hell did you do?"

The old man looked at the fire in a daze, his body was unstable, and he fell to the ground, but he didn't react at all, and he suddenly found that he seemed to have done the stupidest thing in his life.

Just when the old man was about to rush into the fire and wanted to rescue it, the puppet grid in the fire sounded, turned over, and the sparks flew away, and the air burned by the flame was a little distorted, making the puppet in the fire seem very distant.

The scene on the puppet's body caught fire, wrapped around her body, making her more gorgeous, she smiled, bowed down to the old man, and made a gesture to the old man with dignity and charm, the scarlet teardrop was not covered by the flames, but became particularly dazzling under the background of the flames.

Her face was full of smiles, probably the happiest moment in her life, because they finally got rid of the fate of the flowers on the other side, maybe the flowers and leaves will always meet one day, even if the price is death, even if it is reduced to ashes, but so what?

I have performed thousands of songs and dances under your hands, but this time, I want to show you in person, I can save you, and I can really meet you and present you with a song and dance, what a beautiful thing, and it is worth burning myself and turning to ashes!

The puppet danced in the fire, there are no words to describe the beauty, the old man had tears in his eyes, his mouth was slightly open, he looked at the people in the flames in a daze, and his mouth was accustomed to reading the lyrics, with the puppet's dance.

At the end of the song, the puppet joints burned, and they collapsed into the firewood charcoal fire with a click, and never regained their original image, the old man could no longer hold back his tears, and sat on the ground and cried, just like the child who was stopped by his father and mother and was not allowed to watch the silk puppet show in the past, he understood that it was not just a puppet that he threw into the fire, but also his lifelong persistence, a lifetime of love, for him, the puppet has long been not a dead thing, but his own family, his children and relatives.

Because of the puppet, the fire rises, and the fire is extraordinarily warm, not only the body, but also the mind.

After a long time, the old man sighed: "Warm, lonely!"