Draw a circle with the left hand and a square with the right hand, what is this?

Distracted.

Left hand [Allure], right hand [pure heart], what is this?

Distracted.

Hiding in the room bored, Yan Wuxin was a little aggrieved by the recuperation of his injuries in the past few days, and he never dared to come out of the house. There is no way, the only one who can pass the time is the puppet, fortunately he has [Allure], as for [Qingxin], it can't be used after that night, but he managed to let Lu Qi'er bring some materials over, and after repairing it himself, he can barely pass the time.

Of course, the whole process is not easy, at least Miss Muzi has to deal with it for a long time, but fortunately, with the shamelessness of the beggar landing, it is not impossible to come a few more times with a cheeky face. In short, that's it, [Allure] and [Qingxin] came between his fingers again.

After that, it's simple, it's just a story of the left hand and the right hand. To be honest, just controlling [Allure], judging from his proficiency, he can at least exert eight to ninety percent of the power of a puppet, of course, if you add the power of the breath of the trick point, it will be another matter. However, controlling two puppets at the same time, under the premise of spending more effort, can only exert about 12% of the power, if it is a short battle, it is fine, but if it is a long time, it seems that the gains outweigh the losses.

There is no way, there is no other way to do anything, only the hands are familiar, and it is still the reason why they are not skilled enough.

The soul silk came out from the fingertips and came to the puppet, since it was in the house, the soul array or something was still forgotten, and it was simpler and more reliable. So, in this room dedicated to Yan Wuxin, a puppet show more than one person tall is being staged.

But this time it's much better, compared to the slow-motion version of the previous days, this time at least I can watch it. [Allure] swung his fist out, [Qingxin] came out with his palm to block, and then the puppet closed his fist and changed his fingers, and with a tap, another puppet changed again, and in such a back and forth, there was a soft sound from time to time in the silent house.

This was the situation where he couldn't hold his hand for a while, and every time at this moment, Yan Wuxin couldn't help but glance at the door, and only after making sure that there was no movement or knocking outside the house did he continue his puppet show.

In terms of ornamentality, it looks really good, and to achieve such a fight and not make a sound, the test of Yan Wuxin's mind is actually greater, for example, at this moment, when [Allure] punched, the wind in the room was fierce, but when the fist was coming, the fist suddenly stopped, and the silence was better than the sound, and the soul silk was unloaded before making a move, so that it was not hurt and practiced the mind, killing two birds with one stone.

"It's a pity, maybe it's more fun to have some gongs and drums. After watching it for a long time, Yan Wuxin thought with some regret that it seems that his artistic talent is not bad.

Eh, how do you feel a bit like Lu Qi'er's tone, 'tsk', after shaking his head, he said a few times, 'can't learn, can't learn', and then focused on the puppet in front of him again.

In terms of height, there is not much difference between the two puppets, and [Qingxin] is a bit modeled after [Allure], so it is not surprising that there are some similarities. However, similarity is also a good thing, which makes him equally familiar with the measuring golem, at least in terms of position.

"Hey, the soul silk will still be affected at a critical time. Noticing the pause in front of him, Yan Wuxin stopped his hand with some annoyance, and controlled the two puppets at the same time, the most troublesome part is in the flow of power, maybe a little distraction will cause too much or insufficient flow of power, and the result will cause the soul to disappear and the puppet suddenly stop.

This is not a trivial matter, imagine that when two puppets fight, one party suddenly stops, then it may face the end of the puppet being destroyed, maybe the end of the puppet is destroyed, can the soul master who has lost the puppet still be called a soul master?

"Steady, steady!" The soul silk on his fingertips stopped, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Yan Wuxin's mind, thinking of these two words, he knocked his head, and said with a laugh: "It's really stupid, compared to stability, is there anything that can compare to the silk?"

After saying this, Yan Wuxin's soul silk came to the two puppets again, this time, the line power in the body operated in another way, like a spring silkworm spinning silk, the silk is not exhausted, and the line power is not stopped. At this moment, the hand between the two puppets became more delicate, and the feeling between the shots was smooth, like water moisturizing things silently, like the wind caressing without a trace.

"Knock, knock, knock. ”

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and he seemed to be drenched in the rain, and he suddenly lost his interest. took back the puppet with lightning speed, and then Yan Wuxin came to the wooden couch, his eyes narrowed slightly, how could he still look like before.

After knocking for a long time and getting no response, the person outside the door thought that he was a little impatient, so he pushed the door directly and entered, saying "Okay, okay, don't pretend to be dead, you didn't come." ”

Yes, it's this again.

A bright light flashed in Yan Wuxin's eyes, his face regained his luster again, and he sat up with the two of them before, and Lu Qi'er was a little dumbfounded during the whole process. I have to say that in these days, others may not have grown, but this kung fu of pretending to be sick, this person in front of him is already first-class, pouting, Lu Qi'er raised a thumbs up to him, expressing praise, of course, mixed with some ridicule.

"Say, what are you doing?" Yan Wuxin was used to this, so he sat down beside him unceremoniously, poured himself a cup of tea, and then asked.

"Do you remember what I told you yesterday?" took the tea, Lu Qi'er drank it in one gulp and then said with a straight face.

"You mean something about the Lu family?!" Thinking back to the content of yesterday's conversation, Yan Wuxin said with some uncertainty.

"Lu Cheng is back. Nodding, Lu Qi'er looked at Yan Wuxin and said word by word: "It seems that they are going to make a move." ”

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Lu Qi'er guessed correctly, if the three Yanshi of his own family gathered, the Lu family would definitely not adopt a conservative attitude, such as now. Before the news of the Tiger Wolf Gang spread, the Lu family had already preemptively lowered the prices of all the puppets in their store, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was definitely a loss-making transaction, and selling puppets at this price could only stabilize the loss.

However, the Lu family didn't care and insisted on going their own way. Even the seller doesn't care, so what will the buyer mind so for a while, there was even a frenzy of buying puppets in Lin'an City, and there was a tendency to buy the Lu family and sell it out, but this seemed a little impossible, because the next day, even more surprising news came out of the Lu family, and Chen Youzhi evaluated the Lu family's puppets as seven grades.

Although it was only a lower rank, it was a seven-rank puppet after all. At this moment, everyone understood what the Lu family with Lu Cheng meant, at least it was not comparable to the Jade Pavilion with only the eight-rank puppet.

But these things aside, what is more interesting is that Lu Cheng personally gave His Excellency Jade a war letter. It is said that it was because Wu Jingluo lost a little bit in Zhilufang at that time, and the Lu family lost their soul array, so this was a tie-up, and this time Lu Cheng came back to ask for an explanation.

The letter wrote: On the fifth day of the fifth month of May, in front of the Linshui Pavilion, on the white jade bridge, a battle passed.

So some people will ask, what does the so-called past mean?

It's very simple, Yan Wuxin is back.

Mention this name, most people in Lin'an City will not be unfamiliar, after all, it didn't take long, and time is not enough for people to forget, but even so, what is the connection between this matter and 'a duel in the past'? Speaking of which, this news still came out of the Lu family, it turns out that this Yan Wuxin is no longer what it used to be, he is now an eight-grade Yanshi, and this eight-pinned Yanshi still stepped on Lu Cheng's shoulder, you say this is okay?

For a while, it didn't matter what frenzy there was in Lin'an City, and what everyone was waiting for was the fifth day of the fifth month of May when everyone was waiting for this 'showdown'.

It won't be long, there are only seven days left.

And when Yan Wuxin learned the news, this matter spread all over Lin'an City, and some soul masters even begged to see him in front of the Jade Pavilion, but fortunately, they were sent away by the Huang shopkeeper under various excuses. But things always have to be faced, and this is not what Lu Qi'er came to Yan Wuxin for.

"You say, what kind of medicine are they selling in their gourd?" Lu Qi'er glanced at Yan Wuxin and asked.

Shaking his head, Yan Wuxin was also puzzled, but in this way, it should be impossible to pretend to be sick, in this situation, what not to do is tantamount to being slaughtered by others, but the road ahead is vague, what can they do?

With such a question, Yan Wuxin saw a person this afternoon, who was brought over by Ye Zhiqiu.

And when he saw this person, he was also a little surprised.