Chapter 35

But you don't have to worry about these things when you follow.

Wang Sheng was bored and started to touch the wood. The sound of sawdust attracted Changsun Yi. He watched quietly for a while, a little confused. He just felt that Wang Sheng was as powerful as Shi Ye.

He pinched a piece of candied fruit and stuffed it into Wang Sheng's mouth, saying innocently, "Uncle Wang, I also want a puppet that looks like me, okay?"

Wang Sheng was originally carving a puppet, but it had only just begun to take the rough shape of a human figure, and he hadn't yet decided how to carve it. He said, "Okay, but I'll carve a guard for you. How about you have the guard guard you with a big sword?"

"Okay, okay!"

"No," Wang Sheng quickly chewed the candied fruit in his mouth and swallowed it, "What do you mean by 'yes'? Where else have you seen a puppet with a human face?" He had a guess.

Shi Ye, who was standing by, suddenly started coughing. He forgot to tell Chang Sun Yi to shut up.

Chang Sun Yi: "My junior master showed me the one last night. He looks exactly like me."

Wang Sheng looked at Shi Ye suspiciously and said, "Master, you also have a puppet? Why have I never seen it before?" Could it be the one he lost in Zhang County?

Seeing that he could no longer hide it, Shiye said coldly, "I found it on the ground. It looked like me and I thought it was destined to be mine, so I took it back. I didn't know it was you who carved it."

Wang Sheng: "I didn't say I carved it, did I?"

Shi Ye: ...

"You dropped it. I forgot about it after I picked it up. I forgot to tell you."

Wang Sheng muttered, "Oh, it was originally for you."

It was originally intended to be given to Shi Ye as a gift for becoming his disciple, but it was lost and nothing happened. Fortunately, it was picked up by Shi Ye, so it is now in his hands.

Chang Sunyi was about to say something when he was interrupted, "Chang Sunyi, is the candied fruit delicious?"

Chang Sunyi nodded: "It's delicious. I'll feed one to Junior Master-Uncle as well!"

After Chang Sun Yi fed Shi one, he forgot what he was going to do and sat at the door of the car watching Wang Sheng carve puppets.

Wang Sheng moved quickly and skillfully, and the fallen wood chips were carried into the carriage by the eunuch and piled together. When it was almost evening, a lifelike guard appeared.

He woke up the sleeping Chang Sunyi and said, "Look, is your uncle Wang powerful?"

When Chang Sun Yi woke up, he took it and played with it, then exclaimed, "The guard can move! He can move!"

I was also disturbed by his movements and distracted to look over. I saw that the puppet was half as long as my arm, and its hands, feet and head could move. Even every joint could move, revealing the unusual levels and techniques everywhere.

He was a little surprised.

He originally thought that Wang Sheng could only do some ordinary carving, but he didn't expect that his skills were so good.

Shi Ye's puppet was still a work in progress and couldn't be so flexible. Wang Sheng had nothing else to do, so he said, "Master, give me yours. I'll give it to you when I'm done."

He also took out the package and the puppet that had been hidden for a long time. Wang Sheng had forgotten what he wanted to do originally, so he looked at it for a while before continuing to carve.

It was getting dark and the road was a little unclear, so they drove the carriage into a bamboo forest, parked it on the side of a road, lit a fire, took out the prepared food and had a simple meal.

Chang Sun Yi didn't complain. In his opinion, being able to be with his junior master was already a great pleasure. He fiddled with the puppet by himself and seemed to be having a lot of fun.

Shi Ye: "Chang Sun Yi, bring the puppet over here."

Chang Sun Yi came to him obediently. Shi Ye took out a piece of talisman paper from a pouch on his waist. When Chang Sun Yi was not paying attention, he pricked his fingertip. Chang Sun Yi cried out in pain.

He also smeared the blood from his fingertips on the talisman paper, then folded it into a small dot and stuffed it into the puppet's head.

The puppet was placed on the ground, lying in a pile of dead branches and leaves, its arms and legs twisted and tangled. Suddenly, its head turned, and with a push of its hands and legs, it stood up from the ground, ran to Chang Sun Yi, and stared at him.

Chang Sunyi cried out, "Sit down." The puppet sat down. "Wave." The puppet waved.

Wang Sheng was amazed and said, "Run two laps."

The puppet didn't move, as if it didn't hear Wang Sheng's words.

Shi Ye: "Only people with blood-stained talismans can call it. It won't listen to anyone else."

Chang Sun Yi happily raised the peach wood sword and ran away after the puppet. Wang Sheng watched them leave, still amazed.

"Do you want to learn?" Shi Ye asked him.

Of course Wang Sheng agreed. With this talisman paper and his craftsmanship, he would never have to worry about food and drink when he was old, okay?

"Yes, but how can I study in the dark without a table?"

Shi Ye looked around, picked up a stick from behind, and began to draw stroke by stroke beside the fire. Wang Sheng leaned over. It didn't look difficult, much simpler than the Thunder Symbol. He drew it twice and memorized it.

"What is this talisman called?"

Shiye poked the fire with a stick, sparks flew off, and the fire grew a lot stronger. "I used other spells to change it before, it didn't have a name."

Wang Sheng:?

He could understand each word of this sentence, but he couldn't quite make sense of it together. What did he mean by using other spells to change it? Could this guy be any more perverted?

Wang Sheng had truly met a living ancestor today. He stopped dwelling on this and instead carefully considered a name for the talisman. Shi Ye had created the talisman, and he had chosen the name. He had to participate in such a monumental undertaking. When it was passed down through the generations, his name, Wang Sheng, would be remembered by thousands.

He racked his brains, looked at the sky, looked at the ground, and said, "The stars are so bright tonight, and we are in such a poetic bamboo forest, so why not call it Canzhu?" How beautiful the bamboo forest is under the night light.

There was a puffing sound nearby, and Wang Sheng came back to his senses from the bamboo he had taken. He looked over and found that Shi was facing away from him, his shoulders shaking constantly.

"Are you laughing?" Wang Sheng was incredulous.

He could no longer hold back and burst into laughter, his hearty laughter echoing throughout the forest. Finally, after Wang Sheng argued for his own Canzhu, this symbol was given a new name, Yelin.

Wang Sheng: "Ye Lin, that's fine too, it's no different from my Can Zhu."

Shi didn't say anything else and concentrated on adding sticks to the fire. Wang Sheng also threw the stick he had just used to make talismans into the fire.

He propped himself up on his thighs and looked around, "Where's Changsun Yi?" Why couldn't he see the child?

As soon as he finished speaking, a scream came from the front.

"Ah!" It was Changsun Yi's voice. Shi Ye and Wang Sheng did not hesitate and rushed over there decisively.

They saw Changsun Yi sitting there, with her little hand pointing in one direction. They looked over and were a little surprised.

I saw the night wind blowing, rolling up a bunch of leaves. On the path in the forest, four people were carrying a coffin, followed by a few scattered people in front and behind, and paper money was scattered on the ground behind them.

They were also frightened by Chang Sun Yi and stopped immediately.

The leader mustered up his courage and looked over, only to see two adults and one child standing on the slope, motionless, like ghosts.

He trembled all over and said, "Who! Stop playing tricks on me. I, your grandfather, wasn't raised to be scared. I'm telling you!"

After the other side said that, everyone here also breathed a sigh of relief. At least it wasn't a ghost.

Wang Sheng picked up Chang Sun Yi, and then they walked over and said, "We are just passing by. We want to rest here for the night before continuing on our journey. We didn't mean to scare you."

They walked out of the shadows of the bamboo forest and revealed their faces. They didn't look like bad people, so the group let down their guard. However, they soon frowned and looked at them again.

Shi Ye also took out the Immortal Plate. The plate was still normal, pointing directly to the path the group of people came from.

He lowered his eyes and asked, "Everyone else has a funeral in the morning when someone dies, why is yours at night?"

These people looked at each other, and someone whispered, "Look, the person holding the child is a Taoist priest. Can he save us?"

The leader looked at Wang Sheng, who looked like a Taoist priest. He nodded to the others behind him and replied, "A strange thing has happened in our village these past two days. The person in this coffin died of illness the day before yesterday, and the funeral was supposed to take place yesterday morning. But when his daughter went to pay her respects, she discovered the body was gone."

Shi Ye and Wang Sheng exchanged a glance and continued listening.

"At first we thought it was taken away by a wolfhound, so we searched everywhere for a long time. But when we returned to his house yesterday, we found that the body had come back to life!" Upon hearing this, these people showed expressions of horror on their faces. When they thought of the weird thing they encountered yesterday, they got goose bumps all over their bodies.

"This man saw the coffin at home and asked us who had died. We were all scared and ran out. But one person was brave enough to lock the door. At night, when we heard no more noise, we had someone climb up the wall and saw the body lying straight on the ground. Its face was pale and blue. It was definitely dead."

Chang Sun Yi hid in Wang Sheng's arms, not daring to listen anymore. Wang Sheng was listening intently, but he still freed his hands to cover his ears, "And then?"

The man continued, "We all wanted to bury him quickly, but his wife wouldn't let us. She said her husband wasn't dead at all and was ready to chop anyone who came near. We had no choice but to guard the door and not go in. Just after dawn today, the corpse got up again and said it was hungry and wanted to eat."

At this point, anyone with a discerning eye would know that this person must be dead, but was possessed by a ghost, which made him seem like he was having a last hurrah.

Fortunately, this happened during the day, and they were not too scared. After pulling the woman and her daughter out, they locked the door and waited until night, that is, tonight, before they carried the bodies to bury them.

"Two masters, you must help us. We will pool our money and give you a reward."

"Yeah, money is not as important as life. I don't want to wake up with a dead body standing next to me."

Once something like this happens, it will happen again. Who can predict what will happen in the future?