The boy held his head, squinted his eyes, and gently rubbed his head.

The girl in red thought it was funny, so she stopped and looked at the boy who was frightened by herself. It's just that she laughed for a while, and then she couldn't laugh anymore, "You look like him." At that time, he was also a teenager, like you, clumsy, unable to do anything, except for playing puppet, nothing else. He can't cook a hare, he can't catch a fish, he can't read and write, he has lived for decades, except for pulling strings and singing puppets, he doesn't seem to have done anything else. ”

Li Zijin was stunned, squatted down again, and sat back in his place, this time, he no longer deliberately approached the Cui Yuan Sword.

A person's malice may not be written on his face, but a person's kindness will not be hidden in his heart either.

The young man could see from her words and deeds that although she spoke strangely and behaved unreasonably, she must not be a bad person, and there was no need for her to guard against others all the time.

Li Zijin didn't interject to interrupt her, just nodded slightly, looked at the girl in red, and motioned for her to continue.

He's listening.

As soon as she remembered what she had done about him, she couldn't hide the smile on her face, squinted and smiled: "He was very playful when he was a child. The first time I saw the entertainer setting up the stage, he stared intently at others, and after watching a puppet show, the people around him were gone, but he didn't leave, he sat in front of the stage from beginning to end, watching the entertainer sing and telling stories. Later, he was determined to learn puppet play from the artist. ”

"Before, he was not a person who could calm down and calm down to do one thing seriously, but since he started to learn puppet play, he seems to have completely changed as a person, except for using silk threads to lead puppet performances, singing while acting, and doing nothing else, not going anywhere. ”

Soon he was in the business. The industry of selling artists can't stay in one place for too long, and people get tired of watching puppet shows a few times, so they need to sell artists to go through the mountains and rivers, and they have to go to any poor and remote pimple land, and they have to go to the city, and they have to teach those who have never seen a puppet show to give a few rewards to fill their stomachs when they see this bell puppet. ”

"He's had a hard life. has been an entertainer all his life, has played a puppet show for a lifetime, taking the sky as the ground as the seat, and he hasn't even earned a few taels of broken silver, which is just a good stomach. ”

Speaking of this, the girl in red was crying and pitiful, but it seemed that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't squeeze out a single tear, so she was even more sad, drooping her head, putting her knees together, resting her chin on her knees, and holding the colorful crown in her arms.

It's just that Li Zijin really can't comfort people, and he can only be silent when he listens.

She finally raised her head for the first time, and no longer looked at the bonfire, but looked out of the cave, where it was raining heavily, and the rain was beating on the ground, making a screeching sound, and the wind was very strong, and occasionally blew into the cave, but the fire was burning very vigorously tonight, and was not so easily extinguished.

The girl muttered, "It was also a night, it was very windy, the rain was cold, and it was cold outside. I hid with him. ”

She looked back, "It's a campfire, too." ”

The girl in red looked at Li Zijin coldly, "Are you cold?"

The young man was already curled up, his hands around his arms, and nodded, "It's a little cold." ”

She smiled, relieved and helpless in her smile, "He was also cold that night." Maybe it's really cold, so he throws the silk puppet that has been with him for decades into the bonfire to keep warm. ”

This moment. Li Zijin suddenly sobered up, it turned out that she meant this at the time. No wonder they say "you humans".

The young man raised his head, looked at the lifelike girl in red, and exclaimed, "You are the silk puppet." ”

She didn't admit it, she didn't deny it, she just leaned towards the bonfire again, and continued: "After he threw the silk puppet into the bonfire, he cried for a long time, and the fire that night was also very hot. ”

"Do you think he regrets it?" The girl's expression looked like she wanted him to regret it, but she didn't want him to regret it, which was extremely contradictory.

Li Zijin recalled that since the girl in red entered the cave, all kinds of unreasonable behaviors, and suddenly realized.

No wonder she didn't get drenched in the rain, no wonder she didn't eat that rabbit leg, no wonder she didn't shed tears, no wonder... She hadn't even heard of a Taoist monk.

There was a long silence.

It was almost dawn, and the bonfire in the cave was getting smaller and smaller, and Li Zijin found that every time the flame was smaller, the figure of the girl in red was blurred by an inch.

By the end, she was almost about to stand in the fire, and Li Zijin quickly got up and shouted, "Don't!"

He rushed over, but he pounced, his arm piercing through her body, and there was no substance, and he couldn't touch it.

The young man turned around and frowned, "How could it be ······?"

The girl in red smiled and said, "I have a small request, can Childe agree to me?"

Li Zijin stretched out his hand and tried again, but he still couldn't pull her out of the flames, and the girl in red seemed to be one with the firelight. Therefore, the flames will not hurt her, but it seems that only by clinging to the fire can she exist and appear.

The boy blurted out, "You say." ”

The light was dim, her smile was bright, but her figure was getting more and more blurred, and her voice became erratic and extremely weak.

"My one... Taoist couple, named Wu Gui, later I don't know where the bones are buried, maybe he returned to his hometown alone, or he may have gone somewhere else, if the son happened to pass by his grave in his year, can he sprinkle a stack of paper for me and say a word. Let's just say that I don't blame him, I am fortunate to have you as a confidant in this life. ”

Li Zijin said without thinking: "Okay, where is his hometown?"

The sky will be bright.

The last gust of wind before dawn came very suddenly.

The corners of the girl in red's mouth moved slightly.

Li Zijin couldn't hear the slightest sound, and finally watched her disappear with the extinguished bonfire. The figure was drowned in the last faint flickering firelight.

The boy tried to relight the bonfire, but it didn't work.

In the end, Li Zijin stayed in the cave for a long time, and waited until the day was completely dawn before picking up the emerald sword on the ground and leaving the cave, feeling a little regretful.

Over the mountain, the boy slowed down his journey, intentionally or unintentionally.

I want to see if there is a village nearby, and ask those people about the artist Wu Gui, who left his hometown and only took a silk puppet to travel through the mountains and rivers, and wandered outside for decades, and when he was old, his body should not be enough to support him to travel back to his hometown.

But for several days he walked around the mountain, and found nothing that seemed to be inhabited.

It's deserted.

"That's right, otherwise she wouldn't have said she hadn't talked to someone for a long time. Li Zijin remembered the various performances of the girl in red, and the doubts in his heart were gradually broken.

Let yourself pick up a few more firewoods and come back, so that you can talk to yourself a few more words. Perhaps since Wu Gui threw her into the fire, the girl had never seen anyone again, until many years later, when she met herself.

In fact, Li Zijin has heard a lot about the spirit of monsters and human nature, but a silk puppet can also produce spirituality?

When he was in the county guard's mansion, the boy heard a lot of strange stories about these strange powers, but most of them were stories of fox demons, water ghosts, and nocturnal ghosts.

And when I saw the girl in red last night, it turned out to be a silk puppet. In this case, can it be considered that every grass and tree, every flower and bird, every stone and every stream in the world has the possibility of cultivating into refinement?

Li Zijin thought as he walked, and in his Yan Kingdom's red-sleeved moves, he had seen the method of sealing the righteous gods of the mountains and rivers of the Daxuan Dynasty from the picture scroll of Kyushu depicted by the woman in Tsing Yi who pretended to be Su Hu.

Among them, about the mountain god and the water god, the boy read it particularly seriously.

Regarding the mountain god chapter, there is a saying about all kinds of ghosts and spirits attached to the mountain, you have me, I have you.

If you want to become a mountain god of a mountain, there are only two ways, one is that the grass and trees are enlightened, with spirituality, you can cultivate, the realm is enough, the merit is enough, you can be recorded by the secular dynasty in the territory, and the name is engraved on the landscape spectrum, and from then on it is no longer a demon, but a mountain god who sits on a mountain and maintains the stability of the mountain protection array and the country for the secular dynasty.

Another method is that in the secular dynasty, the imperial court will correct a deceased official, or military general, and become a mountain god sitting on a mountain, which is more difficult than cultivating the essence of plants and trees into a mountain god, but it is more excellent for the national honor and landscape luck of a secular dynasty.

Take water from the well, return the water to the well.

Li Zijin had a faint thought in his heart.

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After walking hundreds of miles north along the Wuding River, Li Zijin finally saw some human smell.

The boy stood on a small hill and looked ahead, there was a village not far away.

He carefully uncovered the pocket full of fairy money in his arms, and carefully weighed the remaining gold and silver inside, in fact, there was only one ingot of gold and a few taels of silver. Li Zijin took out a few taels of silver from it, put the burden back, and headed towards the village.

At the entrance of the village, there was an old man in rags, his eyes were blank and skinny, he saw Li Zijin walking towards the village and asked, "Little baby, what's the problem outside?"

The young man was dressed in a green shirt, although he couldn't talk about brocade clothes, but he was really much more upright than the people in such a pimple field, and he was a fresh face, and he was not from the village at first glance.

Li Zijin nodded and said, "Passing by your village, I want to see if I can spend the night." ”

The old man glanced at the sword behind the young man, shook his head and sighed: "Didn't the little baby listen to some legends of demons outside, and also want to learn from that stinky bull-nosed Taoist priest to subdue demons and eliminate demons?" I advise you to go back and forth from where you are, and don't be nosy. ”