Chapter 31 Dream (2) He loves them, so he hopes they will...

What is love?

What kind of bullshit love is this!

Yin Zhiyi wanted to curse at someone for promoting such distorted values ​​to a child who is only five or six years old.

It's obvious that this person is not mentally normal.

As expected, the man suddenly changed the subject: "Ah Man, you don't need to know so much. After all, you will soon become a puppet, and puppets don't need love."

"Love is painful, and I don't want my Ah Man to be trapped in it."

When the man said this, he seemed to really feel the pain, and his tone unconsciously became a little gentler, like a loving father who was thinking about his child.

Xiaoyan Shiman lowered his head and closed his eyes, as if he was thinking, but in fact he was in a daze, and his eyes were a little empty.

This answer was within his expectations and very boring.

After all, this is the method that he, as a father, has always used.

However, he doesn't care whether these words are right or wrong. Love or not is not important to him.

Because he also feels that love is painful.

He thought that if he could survive conscious enough to see his father and mother again, he would kill them.

After all, he loved them too, so he hoped they could be freed soon.

Of course, Yin Zhiyi didn't know that Xiaoyan Shiman's mind was already wandering at this moment. She just thought that he was really trying to digest these distorted views.

She totally disagreed with this, but no one could hear her rebuttal.

Is this correct?

Of course that's not right!

If the way of loving is right, why does all the pain come from?

She couldn't imagine that Yan Shiman's parents played so wildly. Isn't this forced love and imprisonment?

Parents are adults and their values ​​are fixed, so this has no impact. However, this is a completely negative influence on children whose values ​​are immature.

Especially since this person abuses children!

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As the sun set, the man finally left.

Yin Zhiyi then noticed that this courtyard was located at the foot of a mountain and there was a layer of barrier outside. This mountain was obviously the place where the Northern School of Heavenly Master founded his sect.

To be able to raise puppets here without causing any trouble, one must not only have the means, but also the status.

The man's identity can be easily identified.

But Yin Zhiyi is not familiar with many settings of this world.

I'm not sure at the moment.

When the man left, he did not forget to take out the things Xiaoyan had hidden behind her sleeves. Looking at this familiar object, the man's eyes seemed to be filled with surprise.

This was a token of love between him and Qiu Shui. They would live and die together. She really showed no mercy at all.

Yin Zhiyi saw it at a glance. It was a jade talisman with a twin lotus pattern.

The man angrily threw the thing to the ground. With this throw, which contained magical power, the jade talisman actually split in the middle.

"Bitch!"

The gentleness he had shown before was gone, and he slapped Xiaoyan Shiman with almost a sneer, the force of which almost broke his neck.

"Ah Man, you didn't give me the things on your own initiative. This is the punishment for being naughty!"

Yin Zhiyi's heart skipped a beat. How could this be his father? If you say he is an enemy, she would believe it.

Xiaoyan Shiman was knocked to the ground, motionless. Yin Zhiyi was horrified by the sight and hurried over to check. He saw that his cheeks were bulging instantly and bright red blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, leaving his face all bruised and purple.

"You pervert! You hit me so hard!"

Yin Zhiyi glared at him angrily. Although he was cursing, he was powerless and could only vent his anger.

The jade talisman on the ground seemed to be the one that Yan Shiman had hung around his waist before. Although the pattern was different, the cracks were exactly the same replica.

She has a good memory and it is basically impossible for her to make mistakes on something she has seen once.

She was right in her guess, this Qiu Shui was Shen Qiu Shui.

It is no wonder why the heroine wanted to see Yan Shiman’s Jade Talisman at that time. The heroine and Shen Qiu Shui were both disciples of the headmaster. Although one was the eldest sister and the other was the youngest sister, and there was a big age difference between them, they must have known each other.

I just don’t know how the pattern of the jade talisman at the back was covered up, so the heroine didn’t recognize it.

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Xiaoyan Shiman seemed to be stunned by the blow and kept lying on the ground without moving.

Yin Zhiyi was anxious. Although she knew Yan Shiman would not die, she was in pain. She felt that she might have too much empathy and couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

After a long time, the person on the ground finally moved his fingers.

Yin Zhiyi was a little nervous.

I saw him get up, pick up the jade token with difficulty, and then huddle quietly in the corner, the setting sun fell on his purple cheeks, his weak arms drooped weakly, he was a small ball, curled up, just looking at him, I felt a sense of loneliness.

Thinking about the 'using corpse to raise evil' technique that Yan Shiman will have to go through tomorrow, she felt uncomfortable. He was obviously just a child of five or six years old, but he acted like an old man in his twilight years without a trace of life.

She reached out and tentatively poked Xiaoyan Shiman's other cheek, and whispered, "Be good, everything will be fine tomorrow."

Of course, she didn't hit it, and Xiaoyan Shiman couldn't hear what she said.

The tomorrow she was talking about was not the real tomorrow. She was just standing from a God's perspective. Since Yan Shiman could hold on until he met her, at least he would not become a real puppet this time. However, she did not know what happened in between.

One person and one soul, they just leaned side by side, waiting for the night to fall.

Although she was a spirit, Yan Shiman could neither see nor hear, but she just wanted to accompany him, as if squatting here could reduce a person's loneliness.

Under the dark night, the sky is full of stars.

Yin Zhiyi was lying on the ground, glancing at Yan Shiman who was still squatting in the corner, suspecting that he wanted to be a mushroom in the corner.

But she has nothing to do anyway, so she just spends time with the child.

"This moon is so round and bright."

She squinted her eyes, holding a piece of dogtail grass in her mouth, and sighed sincerely that it had been a long time since she had been able to lie in the wild and watch the stars and the moon so peacefully.

It's not that she spends less time in the wild, but she's busy running around catching ghosts every day, so she doesn't have that much time to just lie around and do nothing.

The last time I saw the moon was during the Mid-Autumn Festival two years ago when I ate mooncakes and admired the moon with an old lady.

Thinking of this, Yin Zhiyi felt a little worried: "I wonder how the old lady is doing now? It's unlucky for her to have a good disciple like me. She has so much worries."

She talked to herself, chattering on and on, saying a lot.

No one can hear it anyway.

As she spoke, she also chatted with the little mushroom huddled in the corner, although no one responded to her.

"Yan Shiman, why did the system choose you as my mission target? They say cause and effect go hand in hand..."

"This is my retribution."

"And that broken system, I don't know what's wrong with it."

For the first time, Yin Zhiyi felt that she was quite talkative. In fact, she was very active in her original world, especially when facing the old lady on weekdays.

In her original world, her parents died early, and she had a hard time in the first few years as an orphan, and her personality became much more withdrawn.

Fortunately, she met the master later. The old lady was not old at all. She could climb two mountains without taking a breath, and he carried her to the top even though she was exhausted.

Finally, he pointed at her and cursed: "You are so tired that you can't even talk anymore. I, your master, still have some strength. Don't rush forward like a turtle with your head buried."

"Did you hear that?"

The little old lady was very fierce and she was very scared.

He could only nod woodenly: "Oh."

But then she started talking.

Moreover, the two of them simply started chattering.

However, after becoming a gold medal master, he still had to keep a cold face to pretend to be cool.

In the original world, the only thing she was concerned about and worried about was her.

As he thought about it, Yin Zhiyi felt a little more sleepy.

In the dark night, Xiaoyan was looking at the broken jade token of the Jade Imperial Decree in her hand. There were strands of gold threads flowing out from the cracks in the jade token. If you look carefully, you will definitely not miss it.

But anger always makes people blind, Yan Shiman thought.

He made a hand gesture and tried to take out the thing inside, which was his last life-saving thing.

Suddenly, he heard a soft voice and quickly put away the things in his hands, becoming extremely alert.

The voice seemed to be muttering something, and the person who was speaking was very sleepy, and it felt like he would fall asleep in the next second.

A few breaths later, the cool night breeze carried the voice, and he only heard three words: Yan Shiman.

It was a female voice, calling him.

But how is that possible? Not to mention that no one dares to come here, it is almost impossible to sneak into this magic circle quietly.

Xiaoyan thought it was probably an illusion.

However, he always feels today. Someone is watching him. Is this also an illusion?

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Yin Zhiyi counted the stars all night long, but of course she didn't sleep. It wasn't because she didn't want to, but mainly because she found that she couldn't seem to sleep in her dreams.

As soon as the sun showed a hint of golden edge, Xiaoyan Shiman opened her eyes.

Yin Zhiyi looked at him twice more. She thought it was strange that a child of this age would not stay in bed, but when she thought about his living environment, she thought it was normal.

Xiaoyan, holding something in her hand, walked steadily into the house.

Yin Zhiyi felt a little strange. She thought that the man yesterday should have come to pick her up, or sent someone to pick him up.

After all, after seeing the corpses at the bottom of the paper-making factory, she knew that these things needed water and an altar to be raised.

But soon, she knew why.

This house is actually connected to a teleportation formation!

Teleportation arrays are very precious, and the setting in this novel world is no exception.

Yin Zhiyi was astonished. His father was really generous. It seemed that he spent a lot of energy and resources on raising puppets.

She was almost certain that there was definitely more than one person named Yang Yan Shiman.

The reason why evil cultivation techniques are widely banned is not only because they are bloody, but there is also a more personal reason. When a person finds that raising puppets or ghosts can greatly increase his combat power without having to suffer himself, he will inevitably become addicted.

Due to human nature, almost no one can refuse to get something for nothing.

But once something is tainted with the word "addiction", it's over.

Xiaoyan Shiman's ankle was twisted, and the blood had already coagulated from the flesh that was pierced by the bone yesterday. He limped and walked silently to the center of the wooden house. There was a Bagua formation drawn on the ground, and he lay down.

As light and shadow alternated, Yin Zhiyi felt like he was teleported to another space in the blink of an eye. A strong smell of blood floated in the air.

When she lowered her head, she saw Xiaoyan Shiman already lying on the altar, and she was standing beside her. This was the highest level of the circular altar, and each level below was piled with flesh and blood, as if it was a sacrifice.

The stench was so disgusting that it was suffocating.

The gentle voice from yesterday sounded again: "Ah Man, you are so good. Today, your father has prepared a batch of extremely fresh goods for you. Refine them well."

Yin Zhiyi now felt that this gentle tone was extremely ironic. What a damn pervert!