Puppetry, as far as Lu Hong knows, the earliest record of puppets and puppeteers is from the book "Liezi Tangwen", in which the puppets made by the Yishan Yanshi are no different from real people, they can sing and dance, the skills are exquisite, and they are lifelike, even the carpenter's Zuluban and the Mo family's Mo Qu are ashamed of themselves.

The puppeteers in the four continents rarely appear in the world, and the monks who are bent on the pursuit of immortality, they also have their own ideals, the puppeteers' pursuit of puppets is endless, lifelike, not enough, can sing and dance, not enough, the mechanism is exquisite, the joints are like people, it is still not enough, their ideal puppet is beyond the puppeteer itself, both human form, human gods, but also to do what people can't do.

In order to achieve the ideal state, they did not hesitate to use living people to make puppets, and did a lot of crazy things, so in the eyes of many people, the puppeteers are simply a group of crazy people, and the puppeteers in the eyes of everyone have been like a flood of beasts for a long time.

Despite this, the puppeteer has never stopped his steps, and it is said that today's puppeteers have really become amazing, and ordinary people can't even think of it.

As far as Lu Hong knows, most of the puppeteers today come from four places - the Tang family in Shuzhong, the Lu Ban family, the Mo family disciples and the Yishan Zhengzong, among which the Lu Ban disciples and the Mo family disciples can only be regarded as halfway monks in the puppet technique, because the Lu family and the Mo family are best at the mechanism technique, not the puppet technique, but they always find another way, and they have their own proud characteristics in the puppet technique.

The puppet techniques of the Tang family are mostly supplemented by hidden weapons, poisons, and mechanisms, and assassination is the key.

And the Yanshi of Yishan is the real source of puppetry, their puppets can kill, heal, and even weave a dream, there are indeed people who have been to Yishan who say that the puppets there are subtle that ordinary people can't think of.

"Bang Bang",

Two muffled sounds interrupted his train of thought, and the firing port of the hidden weapon in the palm of the little girl's puppet suddenly burst into flames, silver flowers, golden needles, shuttle darts, and thunder fire pills...... All kinds of hidden weapons broke through the wind, and the air flow in front of Lu Hong and Sun Yao emitted a rapid roaring sound, and the dense trajectory could be seen with the naked eye.

The wind and rain were unavoidable, Lu Hong could only turn his palm and absorb a cyclone, the sword intent was covered, and the sword qi poured out like raindrops.

Knowing that such a dense attack would be difficult to completely defend, he decisively chose to attack it, and immediately there was a piercing sound of swords in front of him, and a hidden weapon shot past him.

There was a clanging sound behind him, white smoke drifting out, and a "hissing" sound was heard immediately.

When I looked back, I saw that the house that had been passed through by the hidden weapon had become full of holes in an instant, and some water foam appeared on the solid tiles, as if it was melting.

The secret weapon was obviously quenched with a highly poisonous substance, an extremely intense corrosive poison.

On this day, the machine box is so fierce that the poison of the hidden weapon is so fierce that I am afraid that the Tang family in Shuzhong is beyond the reach of the dust.

Lu Hong and Sun Yao didn't dare to be careless, they could block this wave of hidden weapons, and the sound of the piano immediately rippled like water waves, converging from all directions, and the little girl's puppet was instantly squeezed, and then the two saw that the almost transparent line moved slightly, and the little girl didn't make any movement, just floated out and got out of Sun Yao's vocal range.

To be exact, she was pulled out by the dense thread.

And Lu Hong, who had been staring at the puppet, exuded sword intent in the trembling of the silk strings, the cyclone in front of him deflected slightly, and the sword qi like raindrops suddenly poured down, and the person in the secret hooked his five fingers sharply and pulled the silk strings again, but this time she failed to speed up Lu Hong's sword qi.

In the sound of "snort", the four lines behind the little girl broke one after another, and without the traction of the silk thread, she suddenly lost control and fell from the air.

A white figure flashed out, holding the falling little girl's puppet with open hands.

Porcelain dolls.

Although the man's body is as fast as light and shadow, Lu Hong, who has practiced the art of meditation, has extremely keen senses, and his eyes have been opened, and he can clearly see the side face of the little girl in white, which is one of the assassins during the day, the porcelain doll.

He was waiting for this moment, and his subordinates naturally would not show mercy, and they wanted to sacrifice the two fingers and the heavenly sword.

But at this moment, Qu Ling's whimpering flute sound came again, this time the flute sound was not only sad, but also resentful, as if it was a soul who wanted revenge.

If it is a head-on enemy, Lu Hong is not afraid of her flute sound, but at this time he is defenseless against her, the flute sound comes into his ears, his ears suddenly shocked, the sound wave spread, and the aura on his body also fluctuated, and as soon as it reverberated, he was injured all over his body, and the sword qi that had been poked out suddenly disappeared from his fingertips.

"Hmm",

Blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, as if he heard the sound of the meridians breaking, and the flesh and blood in his body seemed to be cut open.

Most of the time, sound killing is more brutal than killing with a sword, and the omnipresent sound attack is more dense and terrifying than the sword has to go straight forward, and those who are hit are often cut into a thousand holes, and the pain is unbearable.

And what surprised and puzzled Lu Hong the most was Qu Ling's cultivation.

Her sound skills seem to have improved several times in an instant, making people unavoidable and unstoppable.

Qing'er in her arms let out a soft moan, blood spilled from her mouth and nose, she was obviously hurt by the sound, but she was afraid that Lu Hong would be distracted so she tried her best to endure it.

He couldn't help frowning, and when he turned his head to look at Sun Yao, he couldn't help but be stunned again, there was actually a trace of blood in her ears, and there was a painful look on her face.

Qu Ling, the defeated general of the past, was able to hurt the three of them at the same time?

Before he could think about what to do, the whimpering flute came again, and the voice of grief and resentment came suddenly like a vicious wind, like a maggot on the tarsal bones.

"Sun Yao, be careful",

Lu Hong reminded Sun Yao while giving Qing'er a degree of aura, but his whole body shook violently, as if an invisible blade cut his body protection aura, and cut it on his skin carefully, and the unbearable pain came from every part of his body, every inch of his skin, and his face suddenly turned pale.

And at that moment, he also felt another sound contained in the sound of the flute.

A silent sound that has the same trajectory as the flute, but has a completely different power.

Yes, silent sound.

“... No, Sun Yao, it's not Qu Ling's flute voice", Lu Hong's brows were already locked.

He knew that not all sounds in this world could be heard with his ears, and there were some sounds that existed, but people couldn't hear them, such as the sounds made by bats and jellyfish.

"The nineteenth Heavenly Demon Qin on the black list, the bone-turning hand",

Sun Yao's face had also become pale and bloodless.

The Heavenly Demon Qin is the name of the qin, and the bone hand is the name of the person who plays the qin, and the two together are a name that has been passed down from generation to generation.

The name of the nineteenth killer on that black list.