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Looking at Mr. Andersen, who closed his eyes and recuperated next to him, and didn't even look at the road, Zhang Ang was a little curious: "Mr. Andersen, you don't even look at the road, how can you still control the horse to move forward so flexibly." ”

"Well......" said Mr. Andersen, "if it were someone else, I would tell him, and the horse's eyes would help me see." But you are my friends, so let's be honest, in fact, it is a thread, and the internal qi is discharged from the outside to form a thread. The invisible and phaseless lines of internal force extend to the surroundings, and their touch and feedback are often more accurate and real than those seen with the eyes, and some details and gorgeous scenery that are not usually noticed at all can be seen. ”

"The inner qi is silky...... It's really a desirable realm......" Zhang Ang's eyes couldn't hide his envy: "Then do you control these dolls with these magical threads?"

"Yes, they are all carefully made by me, and each doll has a lot of tiny holes that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, which can allow my internal force thread to enter, and control their every move through the parts in their body. But this time, it was really badly damaged. Alas......" Looking at the scarred dolls hanging on the wall of the carriage, Mr. Andersen sighed leisurely.

"I've always had a question, I don't know if I should ask it. Zhang Ang was a little embarrassed.

"There's nothing to be ashamed of, you're my most trusted friend right now, let's just say it. Mr. Andersen said with a smile.

"I don't understand how you managed to control so many dolls on your own, and even if you were multi-purpose, you wouldn't have such a powerful and exaggerated effect. Zhang Ang voiced the question he had been asking all along.

"How to say this question, I think, it should be because of love. Mr. Andersen's voice was full of emotion.

"Love?" Zhang Ang said puzzled. Let's talk about martial arts, about martial arts, do you want to be so emotional, so idealistic.

Mr. Andersen did not explain directly, but recalled with recollection: "My family background was not very good since I was a child, my father was a shoemaker, and my mother was a servant of a noble family. Later, I went to Copenhagen and went to the Royal Theatre of Art, and I wrote a few good plays, so I guess I was a well-known playwright. But what I have always liked most in my heart is dolls, puppet shows performed by dolls. When I was very young, when I first saw them in the circus, I was fascinated by them. It turns out that when I was in the theater, I wrote a lot of small scripts for puppet shows in private, but I never had the opportunity to perform on my belly. ”

After a pause, he continued: "Later, by chance, I met an old puppeteer. I resolutely gave up my job at the Art Theatre and learned from the old puppeteer how to make dolls, how to control dolls, and how to control dolls with special internal forces. I use wood, iron, leather, fabric, fur, all my time and energy, to make each doll wholeheartedly, and to write a story for each doll that belongs only to them. Then, I took our dolls out to perform, and I have been working hard from the beginning of the youth, bumps, to the proficiency in the back, and then to the crowd in the back. In order to make the movements more realistic and the performance more realistic, I kept thinking, kept practicing, and even kept modifying the special set of internal skills that the old puppeteer taught me, so that it was more suitable for me, more suitable for my dolls, and more suitable for my performance......"

"You all know the rest of the story, I became the most famous puppeteer in Denmark, and I have the strength I have now. No dolls are my children, and no one knows them better, knows them better, loves them more than I do. So, no matter how much I have, I can make them play their part in my script. ”

Mr. Andersen stretched out his hand, and his thumb fell abruptly, and in a twist, it changed into a little girl in a white dress.

The girl with a big thumb fluttered lightly and happily on his palm, and rubbed his fingers affectionately from time to time, as if she had come to life.

"This is Thumbelina, come, say hello to everyone. Mr. Andersen said with a smile.

The little doll flexibly stopped dancing, pinched the corners of her skirt, and bowed elegantly to Zhang Ang and Albert next to her, as if she was really a generous little girl.

"It's amazing, it's like it's alive. Albert couldn't help but exclaim.

"Would you like to hear the story of Thumbelina?" said Mr. Andersen's smile.

"Of course. ”

"Once upon a time there was a woman who wanted a little and lovely child......" The carriage moved silently, and the story flowed quietly.

"It's a beautiful story. Albert's face bloomed with a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time, and it was incomprehensible.

"Yes, the most innocent story is the most beautiful, this is my fairy tale. Mr. Andersen stroked the carriage under him: "This is my fairy tale town." ”

At the time of the story, they found the group of Danish royal guards.

Beside them, there were several corpses of the Skeleton Cultists, but there weren't many of them.

Obviously, they should have been chasing His Royal Highness the Prince, but they were killed by the Breaking Royal Guards who came from behind.

In the protective circle surrounded by the royal guards, there stood a middle-aged man with a tired face.

He was dressed in delicate chain mail, with a broken sword stuck at his waist, dark brown hair that was slightly disheveled, and he had two neat mustaches, and his cheeks and armor were still stained with blood, and he looked slightly embarrassed.

However, when he saw the slowly approaching carriage, the fatigue and worry on his face dissipated at once, and he hurriedly led someone to greet him: "Mr. Andersen, it's great that you're okay, if it weren't for you this time, I'll ......."

"No, what you really want to thank are these two children. Mr. Andersen interrupted him and pointed solemnly at Zhang Ang and Albert, who were sitting next to him.

"These two are ......," the prince didn't seem to react.

The captain of his guards hurriedly stepped forward: "Your Royal Highness, these two are the two wandering warriors who helped us defeat those Skeleton Cultists in the village. ”

"But, but, how can you be so young, isn't it a Venerable and a Great Grandmaster?" the prince opened his mouth wide.

"That's true, this great master uses a sword, and the powerful body of the Skeleton Sect's fame is in front of his sword qi, like a blank piece of paper, and he can be cut down casually. The captain said to the prince.

And this Venerable Venerable Lord has an unprecedented astonishing light skill, in front of her, even if it is a Venerable-level powerhouse of the Skull Sect, he can only be defeated and die. He introduced Albert again.