Chapter 245 The Last Puppet Master
Baixi denied that he was the one who created the puppet hanging thread.
Then he added, "But I did use it once."
Ye Xingzhou narrowed his eyes, remembering something. "You were the one controlling the threads of the ancient ruins in the Tianji Secret Realm, trying to drag me in."
"No."
Baixi shook his index finger slightly.
If it wasn’t the time in Tianji Secret Realm, then when else could it be?
Ye Xingzhou frowned.
No, there was one more time.
When he was talking with Gui Xinlan, Gui Xinlan asked him to give the Cang Shui Bow to the person with water spiritual roots, and that thought was forcibly suppressed.
"It seems that you remember it." The eyes behind the Baixi mask stared at Ye Xingzhou.
Ye Xingzhou asked: "What do you want to do?"
"What do I want to do? It's just a request from an old friend."
Baixi rolled the silk thread around his fingertips a few times and spoke calmly.
"The world knows only that the person who planted the puppet strings can manipulate them, and they know nothing more."
"Even a puppeteer can control it."
The corner of the white mask's mouth moved slightly, and then he spoke.
"Not only can it be manipulated, but it can also be pulled out of the hanging thread."
"And I—"
The last tune of the opera was frivolous, and he continued what he had not finished saying as he jumped off the carriage with the silk thread twirled around his fingertips.
"He just happened to be the last puppeteer."
Dye the silk thread, control the body, and unleash vitality.
The man in the white mask, wearing a black robe with a dark gold color, had a tall and slender figure and walked towards them step by step with an oppressive look.
The last puppeteer.
Ye Xingzhou stared at him without moving his eyes.
Before this, I had never heard of the term puppeteer.
As far as Ye Xingzhou knew, the way to remove the puppet's hanging thread was to destroy the Dantian, or for the person who planted the thread to pull it out on his own initiative.
But Baixi is an exception.
Baixi also said that he was entrusted by an old friend.
When Ye Xingzhou heard of this old friend, he immediately thought of someone.
Ye Xingzhou: "It's Zuo Chunhui."
Baixi: "I guessed it right, but there's no reward."
Baixi's fingertips were wrapped around the puppet's hanging thread, and he approached Ye Xingzhou step by step.
Ye Xingzhou could see that the eyes under the white mask did not fluctuate.
After staring at the white mask for a long time, Ye Xingzhou seemed to see a face exactly like his own behind the mask for a moment.
Baixi snapped his fingers and the dizziness disappeared.
He leaned forward and whispered, "You can't look at this mask for too long."
"The puppeteer's face is ever-changing. The more you try to understand it, the less clear it becomes."
A slightly cool breath passed by his ears, and Ye Xingzhou turned his head away.
If you want to talk, just talk. You have to listen closely.
You're standing so close to me, are you trying to clean his ears?
Sorry, he doesn't need it.
Ye Xingzhou raised his hands and rubbed his ears to wipe away the chilly feeling.
He asked, "So, Senior Baixi, what did Elder Zuo ask?"
Baixi: "Of course, I'll help you find the person who stole the thread."
Ye Xingzhou pursed his lips, "What about you?"
Baixi raised an eyebrow, "Me?"
Ye Xingzhou's voice was steady. "I'm saying, Senior, what if you pull out the puppet thread and plant it again in my body?"
Ever since Baixi used the puppet suspension thread in his body, Ye Xingzhou knew one thing.
Even though Baixi was on his side, there were some things they didn't seem to want him to know the truth about.
Next time, and the next time, Baixi will use puppet suspension threads to suppress Ye Xingzhou's thoughts, just like it did when it talked to Gui Xinlan before.
Before the time comes, stop Ye Xingzhou from facing the truth.
The sound of Baixi is very light and a bit ethereal.
"That will be a truth you cannot accept."
Baixi's fingertips stopped very close to Ye Xingzhou's lower abdomen.
The fingertips are covered with silk threads.
The color is very light, but it is densely packed together, like floating cotton covered in the sun.
Sometimes it flashes, sometimes it is like water.
If you ignore its ability to control people, clothes made from this thread are truly beautiful.
Ye Xingzhou watched with his own eyes as all the silk threads wrapped around his fingertips returned to the Baixi Finger.
Finally, Baixi's fingertips were three inches away from Ye Xingzhou's lower abdomen, and only three inches of silk thread were left.
But at this time, Baixi stopped moving.
It's neither too long nor too short, and it's an eyesore.
Ye Xingzhou lowered his eyes and said nothing.
The unacceptable truth.
What kind of truth could be so unacceptable to someone like him, someone with such a good mentality?
Ye Xingzhou didn't believe it, but he didn't want the human puppet with the demon cultivator in his body to be suspended.
"How can I trust you?" Ye Xingzhou asked, looking into Baixi's eyes.
Baixi looked back calmly, his fingertips resting on Ye Xingzhou's heart, and spoke word by word.
"Your heart will believe it."
That's what I said.
Ye Xingzhou did not deny that he had the same sense of trust in Baixi as Zuo Chunhui.
Ye Xingzhou simply avoided his fingers and said, "Senior Baixi, please pull out the rest."
Baixi has a cool texture that is unique to puppets, and even his skin texture is like a puppet.
After Ye Xingzhou finished speaking, Baixi lightly hooked his fingertips.
The remaining threads were pulled out by the roots.
Ye Xingzhou only felt a sense of relief after a while.
My thoughts suddenly became clear, and after a moment, a cool feeling appeared in my dantian.
It was as if being touched by Baixi's fingertips, rising inch by inch.
A string that belongs exclusively to the puppeteer.
Baixi lowered his eyelids, his gaze swept across Ye Xingzhou's neck, lingered for a moment, and then disappeared.
"Where is Elder Zuo?" Ye Xingzhou asked.
Baixi shook his head, "I don't know."
Ye Xingzhou: "Is it that they don't know, or they don't want to reveal it."
Baixi didn't respond for a moment.
Ye Xingzhou said, "He didn't let you tell me."
Baixi twirled her fingertips and said, "He gave you the Jade Bone Fan."
Ye Xingzhou: "I gave it to you."
Baixi then asked, "Will you forget him?"
Ye Xingzhou: "No."
Baixi: "As long as you remember, that's all."
Meeting cannot be forced.
But as long as it is remembered, it will never be forgotten.
Ye Xingzhou's lips moved, "Is Elder Zuo still alive?"
Baixi: "Alive."
Just be alive.
Ye Xingzhou's taut back relaxed a little, and he looked back at the standing square wooden box.
"Senior Baixi, have you been here all the time?"
Baixi hummed.
Ye Xingzhou: "Are you waiting for someone here?"
Baixi: "Making a living."
Ye Xingzhou blinked and glanced at Baixi's clothes and carriages.
The way he's dressed doesn't look like someone who's short of money.
Baixi didn't hide his meaning, "Silk thread is made by spending money."
After hearing this, people felt even more financially constrained.
No wonder my skin has a puppet-like texture. It turns out that if I don’t have enough money to take good care of myself, I will be assimilated into a puppet by the silk threads.
Ye Xingzhou: "Can the spirit stone be used to cultivate it?"
Bai Xi nodded, "Spiritual stones are easier to maintain than silver."
Ye Xingzhou said "oh" and took out a sack of spirit stones from his storage bag.
Baixi's eyes lit up visibly, making even the white mask look cute.
Baixi asked, "Why do you want to give it to me?"
Ye Xingzhou chuckled and said, "Here—let me show you."
Baixi returned to his puppet-like appearance, "...Thank you."
Ye Xingzhou put down the spirit stone and said, "This is a reward for watching the puppet show."
"Thank you very much."
This thank you is more sincere than the previous one.
Just enough space in the storage bag to continue purchasing goods from Meng Qianhan’s vault.
Baixi picked up a spirit stone and spread it on his palm. The silk thread seemed to come alive, emerging from his fingertips and wrapping around the spirit stone like drinking milk.
Baixi's skin has visibly regained its human texture.
Warm and elastic.
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