What is drama?

That is, plays, all plays, comedies, tragedies, stage plays, plays, operas, are undoubtedly not a kind of art.

They are played by real people, expressing the thoughts of the person being played.

The thoughts of the gods, the thoughts of the old and the children, the thoughts of men and women, the thoughts of birds and beasts. In short, it's not your own idea at all, but you can express it without omission.

This is the art of drama.

From ancient times to the present, drama is mostly used for blessings, such as "Magu Offering Birthday" to celebrate birthdays.

Among the dramas, the most taboo are the drama of the gods and the drama of the king.

The drama of the king is taboo to play the emperor and to exercise imperial power on behalf of the emperor, which is a rule established in the Qin period.

The drama of the gods was banned earlier and more profound than the drama of the king.

If you can't exercise divine authority instead of God, the cost and cost are unimaginable.

This is the art of drama, the art of drama.

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I sat in the car and watched the scenery fly by outside the window. The Aoi family's mansion is already getting farther and farther away in the rearview mirror, and Kwai Xiaotao and Kwai Xu, who are standing inside the iron gate, are also getting farther and farther away.

In a trance, I always felt that the amber eyes of Kui Xiaotao in the rearview mirror were crystal clear and free of impurities, showing a calmness and calmness that I had never had before.

Aoi Woo hasn't woken up yet, and her three older sisters haven't come out of the Mask House yet.

The resentment in the House of Masks is unsealed, and backlash will follow.

This may really be the last one.

My eyes couldn't help but sour, and I quickly withdrew my gaze to look at the book "Drama" in my hand.

This time, everything in the Aoi family started because of this book, and Aoi Xu hoped to sacrifice a little bit of his and his sister's flesh and blood for the sake of the whole family.

If it is said that he is insatiable and rushes to the doctor, it is not bad at all. But the cruelty in this is not laughing at all in retrospect.

The fingers gently stroked the old writing, and the word drama on the paper showed an incomparably depressing feeling.

I hesitated to think about whether to open it, and I couldn't hold it off with my hand hanging in mid-air.

"Ying'er?" Lu Xuefeng, who was driving on the side, also seemed to notice my hesitation, he looked at me with worried eyes, and even Lu Xuelan in the back seat came over.

"Huh? It's okay......" I quickly raised my head and smiled at him, pretending to be calm and turned the page.

The scribbled traditional calligraphy on the light green seaweed paper suddenly appeared on the paper, and it seemed that the writing was in a hurry, but the words revealed the beauty of a woman.

Was it a woman who wrote this book?

"Sister Ying,

The elder brother Kwai Xu tried to borrow the mask of the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother to exercise divine power.

The content of theocracy is: to unlock the restrictions of the mold of the dead banknote and print ...... indefinitely"

Is it the word Aoi Xiaotao? I stared at it and was surprised to find that the seaweed sheets on the first page had been added later. Seeing that the ink has completely dried, I don't think it was written today.

But where did she find out?

"Xue Feng, can you turn around?" A sense of uneasiness that had been growing from the past swelled for a while.

Lu Xuefeng, who was beside him, turned the steering wheel hard, quickly turned around with the roar of the brake and accelerator, and drove towards the original road.

He doesn't ask me why? Could it be that he had expected me to do this?

Could it be that he knows something?

I was about to rush back to find out, and while I was thinking, I turned my eyes back to the book again.

"Sister, there is nothing wrong with us in essence, and there is really nothing wrong with wanting to be big.

It's just my brother's way that's wrong. According to the premise of exercising divine power in drama, it is necessary to create a projection of the divine court. ”

Kwai Xiaotao's words are still scribbled on the light green seaweed paper, followed by the yellowed silk paper of the book itself, and the stiff rubbing body shows the age.

-- The masks used in the drama are divided into several types, the most subordinate grass and wood tools, and then the clay figurines, copper and iron tools, gold and silver tools, and the highest and strongest ones are human tools.

It is called a mask made from a person's entire face.

The human face is unique, just as God is unique. The Divine Court is unique, and the higher the unique coefficient of the projection, the greater the completeness of the exercise of divine power.

This is the excuse for Aoi Xu to kill hundreds of people.

Seeing this, my heart was unexpectedly weighed down by a sigh of contempt for human life. The next few pages were just explanations, and I only flipped through them hastily, and once again found the seaweed paper left by Aoi Xiaotao.

"It's the source of the Naraku Way." An inexplicable sentence, written briefly, the tail of the last word was dragged long, and a few droplet-shaped inkblots seemed to reproduce the scene when the pen was suddenly thrown together with the book at the end of the writing.

Could it be that what happened to Kui Xiaotao when she wrote this?

The next page is still the yellowed silk paper of the book itself, which explains the 'Divine Court Projection' mentioned by Kwai Xiaotao earlier:

Above the Divine Court, there are the Four Emperors, the Five Stars, the Big Dipper, the Six Stars of the Southern Dipper, the Twenty-Eight Souls of the Four Spirits, the Ten Heavenly Venerables, Doumu, the Arctic Kan Palace, the Three Officials Emperor, the Demon Protector Tianzun, the Zhenwu Emperor, the Wenchang Emperor, the Taiyi Salvation Tianzun, the Taiyi Thunder Puhua Tianzun, the Antarctic Immortal Si Ming Zhenjun, the Emperor Xudu,

Also, the spirit official, the gong cao, the city god, the land, the stove king, the door god, the god of wealth, and the plague god.

Real person or not, just get together.

Projection, the Jade Emperor goes to the palace, and the theocratic worship can be.

'Okay?' ’

If it's really just enough, then this trick is just a trick to coax, right? Isn't it the same as a blind fortune teller on the side of the road to exercise divine power so easily?

I straightened up, closed the book in my hand, looked up at the windshield in front of the car, and thought that I should arrive at Aoi's house soon.

Unfortunately, I was wrong...... In the distance, the firelight of the Aoi family blew towards our car with the wind howling, and the figures of Kui Xiaotao and Kui Xu in the tongue of fire were still in place.

In a trance, I finally understood why Kui Xiaotao was so calm and calm when she watched me leave at the last moment, which was the dead expression that only came after the dead man abandoned everything.

"Burn it! Burn it! Burn all the sins of my Aoi family...... Hahahaha......" A presumptuous shout sounded along with the black ash constantly blowing out of the iron gate. It's still Kwai Xiaotao, she is carrying the hem of her skirt, whirling in the fire, her voice has already shed its immaturity and sweetness due to fumigation, and has turned into a sharp and rough scream like a ghost.

I only felt a bang in my head explode, and I was stunned to look at the aqua red dress that had been ignited by the flames, and watched her long black hair being ignited one by one in the flames.

"Ying'er, it's too dangerous here, we have to leave!" Lu Xuefeng's voice sounded at the right time, I looked at him blankly, and found that he had turned around, and his right hand, which was originally placed on the car gear, had grabbed my hand tightly at some point, as if he was afraid that I would make some unexpected moves.

The window was quickly shaken up by Lu Xuelan, but the scorching smell wafting from the Kwai family's mansion still remained in the car.

I clenched the pages tightly, my heart aching, my nails digging deep into the fragments of paper.

For a while, I only felt that my stomach was churning, I didn't care that the car was still moving forward, so I pulled the handbrake of the car hard with my left hand, pushed the car door and rushed towards the Aoi family's mansion.

When I was almost in front of the door, a violent earthquake fluctuated, and the high stone archway inside the iron gate collapsed, smashing into the previous position of Kwai Xiaotao and Kwai Xu.

Charred fragments of the corpse splattered out along with stone chips and scattered at my feet.

I watched as it all happened before my eyes with my mouth wide open, but I couldn't make a single sound in my throat. The discomfort in my stomach became more and more intense, and I couldn't help but rush to the lawn next to me and vomit heavily

At this time, tears poured down like water that opened the floodgates.

The Aoi family, Xiao Tao, and Aoi Xu really can't live......

The "Drama" that had been held tightly in his hand fell to the ground, the wind blew howling, and the book was turned to the last page as if it were enchanted.

The blood-red handwriting is glaring by the obvious.

"Resurrection? The gods were cursed with blood.

Is the stubborn stone changing its life? The gods were cursed with blood.

If you are thirsty for wealth? The gods were cursed with blood.

All the best? The gods were cursed with blood. ”

It turns out that this is the root of all evil.

Blood Curse -

The blood of 10,000 people is water, the body of relatives is ink, the basalt rock is the platform, and the research is the medium of blood curse.

Write Prajnaparamita, hasty as the words of the law, so that the blood of yin stimulates the power of the blood curse, and petitions with the will of the gods.

It can be realized.

'Just' again? Is this like the blood talisman of Taoism and Buddhism? ’

No matter whether you come back from the dead, no matter if you change your life, no matter if you are thirsty for wealth, no matter if everything goes well, nothing is impossible, nothing is impossible.

This is the Blood Curse...... It's all the things that saw Kwai Xiaotao and them spinning on the inkstone before.

"Ying'er! Ying'er, don't get excited! It's none of your business! Behind me, Lu Xuefeng hurried to my side, took off his coat and wrapped me tightly.

I grabbed him by the hem of his shirt like crazy and shouted hysterically at him, "You know that's right! You know everything, right! ”

He must have known, and that's why he hastened to urge me to leave.

"I know what, it's all too heavy! They are to blame for everything! Ying'er! ”

Lu Xuefeng, let me push his chest, and took me into his arms and never let go.

"But what the hell have I done!" I've tried to protect them with my life, why can't I save them in the end!

"The way of Naraku-

The blood curse is extremely resentful, and will trigger the path of Naraku at the extreme.

There is nothing wrong with suppression, and if you feed Naraku bait, you can control Naraku to suppress resentment, so as to prevent a hundred secrets from being negligent and harming people.

Sister, this is the final ending of Naraku's way. At the moment when the 'Naraku Way' appeared, the Aoi family knew that their limit was approaching. It's not like you can save it if you want to. ”

Lu Xuelan's voice sounded not far away, like a supplement, but also a proof, proving that they all knew, only I knew it later.

Naraku's way, blood spell, god's drama, mask, I collapsed weakly in Lu Xuefeng's arms, only to feel that Naraku's former appearance was constantly shaking in front of my eyes, and the corpse that was drained of blood was charred in that scorching heat, and was devoured into black ashes......

My stomach was empty, and I didn't vomit anything, and I covered my mouth tightly with one hand, and sank into the dirt of the grass with the other. He cried out loudly, "I can't save it!" I can't save all of that! ”

At present, only blindly crying can make my heart full of despair slightly reduce the guilt, and the indignation in my heart makes me complain over and over again about the injustice of this world, and angrily rebuke God why God chose me to bear these things that I should not have to bear.

In this short period of time, too many things have happened, too many fears, too many incomprehensions have finally been vented at this moment.

I'm scared, I'm really scared!

This almost half a month of fear has left me physically and mentally exhausted, knowing that I have nothing, why does God want me to abandon myself!

A pair of hands took in all my trembling forms, and the hot palms wrapped my cold heart in layers. I looked at Lu Xuefeng in front of me with teary eyes, and in those obsidian-like pupils, I was not as heartbroken and desperate as me at this time.

My hand was skillfully and gently, and I was embraced into the warm embrace of the fragrance of lilies. His hands wrapped tightly around me, preventing me from breaking free, and the whispers in my ears made me forget my previous irritability.

"You're not nothing, don't give up on yourself, okay? Ying'er, even if everything abandons you, at least you will always have me! ”

And him......

Is there really him?