Chapter 131 (Knife)

Previous Life Knife + Revolving Lantern + Recognition

Immersed in the endless darkness, I saw many things.

When he first met Xie Tingyun at the gate of Liuyun Sect, he was playing with the stone lion mascot at the gate without noticing. When he raised his eyes, he saw Xie Tingyun wearing a cool silver-white dress, a sword at his waist, a silver chain in his hair, and a slightly cold expression.

Falling into the rift of the ruthless ghost, Xie Tingyun was protected in his arms, looking stunned and seemingly in disbelief.

In Pingjing Village, Ning Chen was frightened by the hollow bloodshot eyes of the earthbound spirit villagers and grabbed Xie Tingyun's shoulders on the spot. Xie Tingyun felt a little pain and had a helpless and curious expression.

When he found Ning Chenlu was stupid and afraid of ghosts, Xie Tingyun's slightly curved eyes were like twinkling stars and the moon shrouded in gauze, making it difficult to see clearly, but also amazing and indescribable.

In the Nuwa Secret Realm, Xie Tingyun led the way in front while letting out the blue will-o'-the-wisp fire. He leaned over and waited for Ning Chen to pick it up to eat. He glanced over at him inadvertently.

In the fantasy world of the phantom monster, the cool snowball that Ning Chen could easily pick up with one hand, even his emotions and mind seemed to become childish and simple. In order to avenge him for pinching her face, she bit his neck.

In the Samsara River, Xie Tingyun pushed him away, and his palm was pierced by a pale, sharp bone spur, and a blood mist suddenly exploded under the river.

Lost in the boundless abyss of the Samsara River, the white figure that was emitting a gleaming white light turned back and slowly approached him.

In Yunfeng Pavilion, one can see at a glance the peaceful sleeping face curled up deep in the bed.

He turned his back to Chengfeng, who was being teased and irritated by him, and turned around with a look of helpless reproach.

After his bargaining failed, she insisted that he clear out all the remaining breakfast, and she didn't want to be refused.

When he sank into the endless abyss, Xie Tingyun saw despair and brokenness in his eyes.

During the Lantern Festival, above the silent and dark sky of Demon Realm, the sound of fireworks echoed in Ning Shen's ears, and there was a person wearing a flowing dress in the ink-colored landscape, quietly waiting for him to look back like the first clouds covering the snow.

When the sky full of stars showered on Xie Tingyun, it was really beautiful.

Xie Tingyun personally put on the silver flying bird tassel ornament for him.

Xie Tingyun raised his hand and placed it on his lips, closed his eyes, leaned over and kissed him.

Xie Tingyun dressed him in an elaborate red-gold wedding dress and got on the sedan chair without hesitation.

Xie Tingyun ran over to catch him in panic, his face pale and broken.

Xie Tingyun tried in vain to press the bloody hole in his heart, his eyes red.

…

Too much. Too much.

It was not until this moment that Ning Chen suddenly realized that in every scene they spent together, Ning Chen remembered Xie Tingyun's movements, Xie Tingyun's expressions, and Xie Tingyun's smiling or dazed eyes.

Remember every time you made a careless effort, Xie Tingyun responded with a thorough response.

It was not until all the past events replayed in his mind that Ning Chen suddenly realized that every reversal of the scenes brought with it an indescribable heartbeat.

By the time he came to his senses, he had already fallen into it without realizing it.

He didn't know when it started, but he no longer wanted this person to be hurt, sad, or heartbroken.

This was the fate of the two of them, and even until Ning Shen's death, they were still unable to avoid the same fate.

Ning Chen smiled bitterly.

He recalled the scene that just flashed before his eyes and thought:

What is this, a revolving lantern before death?

He is dead.

Wait, wait a minute!

He promised Xie Tingyun that he would wait for Xie Tingyun and not reincarnate yet!

But Ning Chen was surrounded by an extremely silent darkness. He could not find the way he came from or where to go, and had no idea where to start.

Ning Chen thought to himself that this was terrible.

He wouldn't be sent to reincarnation in such a confused manner, right? !

What should Xie Tingyun do then?

Ning Shen began to struggle.

It was not until this moment that Ning Chen's consciousness finally woke up from his ups and downs.

Ning Shen tried to sense the existence of his body, and the first thing he felt was an endless chill that penetrated into his bones, seeming to be able to freeze all life.

As if through a film of water, Ning Chen could hear a familiar voice faintly: "His... sea of ​​consciousness... is almost cleared..."

“…actually… awake…?”

As Ning Shen's perception of his body became clearer, the sounds he heard became more complete.

"After dying so many times, I can still...thank you..."

"Hey, what's wrong with him...?!"

Ning Chen paused suddenly.

Thanks.

Thank you Tingyun.

Died so many times...

Xie Tingyun said that he saw him die four times with his own eyes.

Where does the four times come from?

The puppet vest in the ghost realm was pierced by countless vines, once.

Ning Chen's first body absorbed too much resentment from vengeful ghosts and sank into the endless abyss twice.

Died by digging out the devil's heart three times.

In his previous life, he was hit and killed by a black car near his home because he beat up that rich kid... the fourth time.

He died four times in total.

Xie Tingyun was present at the first three times and witnessed them with his own eyes.

The fourth time...only the neighbor's kid sat in front of his shattered body for a long time.

If his previous life is not counted, the original owner has died four times in this world. However, when Ning Chen came here, Xie Tingyun and the original owner had just fought a big battle and were both seriously injured. The original owner was killed by other demons who took advantage of his injuries. Ning Chen came here not long after his death. Not to mention that Xie Tingyun did not see his death with his own eyes, such a short time difference was not enough to spread the news of the original owner's death.

Therefore, if Xie Tingyun really witnessed his four deaths, then there is only one possibility.

Ning Shen's breathing suddenly stopped.

Ning Shen's mind was clearer than ever at this moment.

It seemed as if, for the first time, he truly felt the cause and effect cycle of all this.

In the previous life, Ning Chen accidentally brought a wounded child into his home and applied medicine to him. The child picked out all the steamed buns that had not yet hardened from the five steamed buns he had and secretly placed them in front of Ning Chen's door.

That was the only food the child had for a week.

The child was extremely thin due to years of malnutrition, and those who didn't know him couldn't tell that he was a high school student.

Ning Chen used hugs to force him to learn to speak, so the child brought a semester's worth of award certificates and a pile of test papers that were just one or two points away from full marks into his room and exchanged hugs with Ning Chen.

Later, the child's parents were on a business trip, but the child was inexplicably injured, so Ning Chen brought people to their home to seek justice.

However, the child's injuries were not serious, and the opponent was a rich kid. The biting to death was just a minor incident, and the school could not give a calm and satisfactory answer.

Ning Chen immediately looked for an opportunity to beat up the rich kid.

Then, on a rainy night, he was carrying a coming-of-age cake for his child when he was hit by a black car without license plates just before arriving at his home.

That day happened to be the child's coming-of-age day. Ning Chen got out of the car and when he opened the umbrella, he clearly saw the child who had been waiting at the door of his house.

Ning Chen couldn't say whether there was any connection between the two things. Anyway, Ning Chen admitted what he had done and had already thought about all the consequences.

The worst that can happen is revenge.

It's just... this kid.

The quiet soul was in a daze. It saw the child running into the car accident scene, soaking wet. It knelt in front of him but did not dare to touch him. The delicate little cake had already been crushed and spread all over the ground, stained with mud, dust and blood.

The child ran after the ambulance for an unknown amount of time and fell numerous times. His worn clothes were stained with mud, and the rain could not wash away the blood on them.

He couldn't catch up. He couldn't catch up.

The child's father was called back in an emergency and saw that the child was filthy and dirty. He kicked him a few times in misfortune and then dragged him into the shower in the toilet and rinsed him with cold water in the winter.

The quiet soul followed the child. He stood silently in front of the shower, but the cold water still hit the child.

The child's mouth and nose were spitting water, and his eyes were irritated and red, or maybe they were already red from crying. He tried to crawl out trembling, but was kicked back again.

The child's father kept scolding him for being a troublesome spendthrift because he had no income for the day and his wages were deducted because of him.

As he was scolding, he saw the child curled up on the ground, stiff and cold, not moving, with the blood on his body still not clean. The man couldn't help but get angry and started beating him again.

The child held his head woodenly and never resisted.

Only when his father cursed the nosy short-lived ghost next door with vicious words did the child react a little. In the intervals between beatings, he stared at his nominal father with bloodshot eyes, and that look even frightened Ning Shen.

The man didn't expect that the damn thing would dare to look at him like that. In a rage, he picked up the tattered wooden stool next to him and smashed it hard on the child.

The child suddenly laughed hoarsely, then lowered his arms that had been protecting his head and raised his head to meet the falling sharp corner of the stool.

…

The man who was sinking in the endless abyss suddenly moved and clenched his knuckles suddenly.

With a click——

The gravel under the man in gilded black clothes was crushed to pieces.

Tiannan, who was guarding nearby, jumped up in fright at the movement, but Ning Shen only showed signs of waking up, and after this movement, there was no more sound.

It was at that moment when the child laughed hoarsely and gave up his instinct to survive that Ning Shen was absorbed by the Space-Time Administration and pulled into the system space.

The Space-Time Administration will only absorb dead souls into its system when the souls have a strong desire to survive.

Until this moment, Ning Chen suddenly realized.

Why did Xie Tingyun watch him die four times?

Why, when Ning Chen revealed his true appearance, did Xie Tingyun, a senior brother who always abided by the rules, ignore the punishment he was carrying and run out to see him without permission?

Why could Xie Tingyun treat a junior brother who only blocked a stone for him once when he was a child so cherishingly?

Why did Xie Tingyun say he wanted to bring someone to see Xie Wan when he was in the illusion?

Xie Tingyun said that person was just like Xie Wan, the one he wanted to live for.

Xie Tingyun said that the man was dead.

Why did Xie Tingyun look so relieved when he found out that he had met Xie Wan through the illusion and that the person who promised Xie Wan was Ning Chen?

Why did Xie Tingyun, who valued his junior brother so much, not collapse or get angry when he found out that Ning Chen was a puppet pretending to be him in order to deceive him, but accepted it very easily?

Moreover, after knowing that Ning Chen was his junior fellow apprentice in disguise, Xie Tingyun was not only no longer angry, but also began to protect him.

Why has Xie Tingyun stopped calling him Tian Xiao since Ning Chen's original form used his true form?

What he called out was always tranquility.

At that moment, Ning Chen suddenly became extremely certain.

…It’s him.

Even though they only had one month of interaction in their previous life.

But Ning Shen was inexplicably certain at this moment.

The child's frozen pale and hopeless face overlapped with Xie Tingyun's face covered in blood and a look of despair on the day when the demon's heart was dug out.

Their appearances and names were not the same as before, but Ning Shen still felt that they overlapped at this moment.

The repressive and dark eighteen years were abandoned by Xie Tingyun without any regrets. He was loved tenderly and unreservedly by Xie Wan for decades, and he grew new flesh and blood and spine again. He was able to stand on his own, be calm and aloof, and be as gentlemanly as jade.

Here, Xie Tingyun has a mother who loves him, a master who loves him, obedient yet naughty junior brothers, a lovely yet clingy natal sword, and uncles who are not at all dignified and are trying to prevent Dao Ling from throwing away the wedding candy.

Xie Tingyun no longer had to endure unreasonable beatings and scolding. He became the Xie Tingyun who stood here today, who could laugh, feel helpless, angry, and happy, the one Ning Shen loved.

…

Tiannan looked at Ning Shen desolately, feeling a little sad as he saw her eyes tightly closed and trembling slightly.

Ming Candle still looked like he was covered in the curse of heaven. The vengeful ghosts in the Endless Abyss were guided by heaven's curse and did not fall asleep because of the pressure of the Endless Abyss. They always surrounded Ming Candle, gnawing and tearing at his soul, and he would never have a good end.

Because of the curse from heaven, Ming Cang was lucky enough not to be affected by the endless abyss and fall into a deep sleep.

He will remain awake all the time, feeling the biting and piercing pain on his soul all the time. In this way, he will gradually eliminate the resentment of the vengeful spirits for thousands of years. Until the obsession of all the vengeful spirits who died in the hands of the candle disappears, the damnation will disappear, and he can begin his reincarnation as an animal for thousands of years.

There is also a small piece of Tianluo on the back of Tiannan's hand.

After all, he was the beneficiary, so he unexpectedly encountered no obstacles when he transferred the punishment from Ming Candle to himself.

However, even with such a small amount of candle on the back of his hand, the candle was too much, and he frowned and decided to cross it back.

Tiannan refused.

Fortunately, Tiannan was able to withstand the bite of the vengeful spirit of this strength and was not reduced to ashes on the spot.

With Tianlan, Tiannan can also go to the animal realm with Mingzhu.

This was something he and Ming Candle should have shared.

Ming Candle glanced at the magic pattern that lit up between Ning Chen's brows, raised his hand and tapped it lightly.

That magic pattern appeared between Ning Chen's brows when Ming Candle tried to draw out the resentment in Ning Chen's sea of ​​consciousness.

Tiannan asked nervously, "Have you really cleared it all? He is my benefactor, so please stop secretly trying to kill him. Do you hear me, stinky fox?"

"...I heard you. How many times have you said that to me?" Ming Cang withdrew his hand after confirming that there was no more resentful spirit in Ningchen's sea of ​​consciousness and meridians. "The human saint doesn't want the devil's heart. This body still has life, and the devil's heart is still beating. I don't know if they still want it."

Tiannan said worriedly, "I think he should have it. Fortunately, the Demon Lord is so mysterious that he even has two identical bodies, so they don't have to be separated."

At this point, Tiannan thought of what Mingzhang had done, and moved away angrily, saying, "It's all your fault."

“…”

Ming Candle looked at the back of the light yet sad soul, was silent for a while, and said hoarsely: "I'm sorry. I... did do something wrong. You shouldn't have forgiven me."

Every life he killed was a fellow tribesman whom Tiannan had never met before.

He loves Tiannan, but because of his bigotry and hatred, he uses the wrong methods, which always makes Tiannan sad and alienated.

Tiannan never said he loved him, so he probably hated him.

Ming Candle knew he deserved it.

After being tortured by Tianlan, Tiannan will have to follow him into the reincarnation path of animals for thousands of lifetimes. With Tiannan's spiritual strength, it would be a blessing for him to survive Tianlan. After going through so many lifetimes as an animal, how could he still be alive?

The only possibility is that the soul will be scattered on the spot.

Ming Cang only wanted to repay his karma himself, so it would have been perfect if he had entrusted Tiannan to a righteous person to take him out.

A simple person like Tiannan does not have to bear hatred and pain after he gets out. As long as he crosses the Naihe Bridge, all the past will be gone with the wind.

How nice.

These should not have been borne by Tiannan.

But Tiannan still came down.

Ming Cang was now extremely satisfied just to look at Tiannan, not to mention seeing Tiannan still safe and sound and jumping around in front of him.

Ming Candle felt that he was lucky enough.

Tiannan will just hate it like this.

As long as he can live.

Tiannan originally wanted to move Ningchen to a flatter and more comfortable place, but they were in the state of souls and couldn't touch Ningchen at all, so they had to leave it like this.

Ming Candle said: "If the body of the Demon Lord wants to go up, you should go up with him. God forgive me, I will carry it on my back."

"If I spend my entire life as an animal, there will be a resentful soul that died at my hands that can be reborn into a wealthy, peaceful and happy newborn. I will pay for my karmic debt myself."

"Tiannan, you..."

Tiannan turned around suddenly, looked at him with tears in his eyes, and said bitterly: "You damned fox, are you scared? You dare to look at me loving you, but you dare not look at me hating you? Do you really want to push me away and end it all?"

"..." Ming Cang's eyes flashed, and the beast pupils appeared quietly, but were forced back by him.

Tiannan turned around, wiped his tears, and said, "I hate you, Mingzhang. I hate you so much."

Ming Candle lowered his eyes sadly.

Tiannan ran back, walked to Mingzhang, forced himself in front of him, asked him to look at him, and then whispered: "Little fox, my soul, which is still in its infancy, was nourished by you using the blood of my people. I can't accept this half-life and you without any hesitation."

"I know you want me to live. For my own good, you erased my memory without my permission and took all the consequences and blood debt on yourself."

Ming Candle choked and said, "That's my own selfish desire. You don't have to excuse me."

Tiannan sniffed and said, "You stinky fox. I've said before that I will pay for all the karma with you. Until all the souls who died in vain are paid, I will still hate you."

However, if Tiannan insists on accepting heaven's judgment and reincarnation until all karma is repaid, the only outcome for Tiannan will be that his soul will be unable to bear it and will eventually dissipate between heaven and earth.

“…”

Ming Candle's throat rolled. He was silent for a while, his eyes flushed red, but he smiled: "...Okay."

"Then I will carry your hatred with you until the end."

*

The broken sharp stones sank deep into his palm, but Ning Chen was still unaware.

His body had been dormant in the Endless Abyss for too long, and the evil spirits in his body fell into a deep sleep. The Endless Abyss could not kill him, but his body still fell into a semi-sleeping state.

The peaceful soul was trapped inside this intact body. No matter how hard it tried, it was unable to revive it. For a long time, it could only crush a few stones, but it was of no use.

Ning Shen became almost anxious.

He wanted to see Xie Tingyun. He really, really wanted to see Xie Tingyun now.

Ning Chen also wanted to tell Xie Tingyun that he was not dead, and he must not commit suicide for love, because if he did, it would be the end of him.

It was definitely impossible for this body to get out so easily in such a short time, so Ning had to think of other ways.

In the chaos, Ning Chen suddenly remembered the wooden puppet that he had repaired himself and that Xie Tingyun had carefully placed in Yunfeng Pavilion.

When puppetry takes effect, Ning Chen can switch between his main body and vest at will, and can initiate displacement and teleportation. The vest puppet is just like a real person, with extremely real skin and body temperature. Ordinary people will not notice anything unusual when they come into contact with the vest puppet.

However, once the core of the puppet placed at the heart position is destroyed, Ning Chen will lose control of the vest puppet.

Not to mention that the Demon Lord's vines had directly penetrated the puppet's heart, and the puppet's central control had been almost destroyed. It would be almost impossible for Ning Chen to control the puppet to move freely at this time.

But Ning Chen still refused to give in.

Perhaps it was because he had died once, Ning's soul was much weaker than usual. He had only been awake for a short while, but now he could feel the fatigue rising from deep within his soul.

If Ning Chen didn't find Xie Tingyun quickly, he would probably fall into a deep sleep again.

He gritted his teeth and tried to transfer his soul into the puppet through the old link.

However, the puppet's posture was unknown at this time, and its eyes were closed. Ning Shen could still see nothing in front of him, and he could not see or control anything.

The puppet's central core has been destroyed, and Ning Chen has no way to control the puppet through the central core.

The good news is that the puppet only has one central control core, but the local control lines that control various parts of the body are still there, but most of them were destroyed in the ghost realm.

When the puppet was intact, Ning Chen only needed to move his mind and the whole person would control it as naturally as if he were controlling his own body.

Now that the central control core is gone, Ning Chen needs to find the puppet strings that control the relevant parts bit by bit, and use his spiritual consciousness to pull the puppet strings to make the puppet really move.

Ning Chen was trapped in the puppet. He was dumbfounded when he saw the puppet strings that were all tangled up in the puppet's sea of ​​consciousness, so messy that it was impossible to tell the beginning and the end.

How do I find this?!

Isn't this embarrassing?

Ning Chen was trapped in the puppet lying in the rattan chair, listening in vain to Daoming anxiously calling Tingyun outside. He searched for a long time but couldn't find the string to open his eyes or open his mouth to make a sound. There were dozens of threads exposed outside, and Ning Chen pulled them all, but he didn't know if even two would work.

Should he be thankful that the puppet's ear wires are still effective so that he can now hear the sounds outside without having to control them?

Ning Chen searched for a long time but couldn't find an effective puppet control line. When he heard Xie Tingyun's hoarse and intermittent voice, and the sound of him coughing and spitting blood, he almost collapsed.

When he heard Daoming's sudden and sharp shout "stop the clouds", he felt a sinking sensation in his heart for some reason, and his mind was in a mess.

At this moment, his fingers on the armrest of the rattan chair moved!

Ning Chen was rummaging through the pile of threads he had just pulled out, as if he had seen a savior. Everything in front of his eyes was dark, and he heard Daoming supporting someone and staggering out of the door.

Ning Chen heard very clearly the sounds of them walking past him, but Ning Chen hadn't found the puppet string that controlled his fingers yet, and he wanted to smash the broken puppet on the spot.

If I had known, I should have released an extra puppet before I died. Now this broken puppet is so difficult to use. I give up!

Xie Tingyun was dizzy and blood was dripping from his fingers onto the ground.

For a moment, he could hardly feel the existence of his own body, and his vision went dark for a moment.

However, the next moment, a slight sound suddenly rang out from not far away. It was the slight sound of fingertips tapping on the wooden handrail.

Before Xie Tingyun could regain his sight, Chengfeng suddenly unsheathed his sword, pointed it at the source of the sound, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Who?!"

There are many unknown institutions and restrictions hidden in Yunfeng Pavilion. The source of the sound is the place with the most institutions in Yunfeng Pavilion, all of which are under the control of Xie Tingyun.

Most of the hidden weapons are in dark places that are hard to find. If someone approaches the corner of this wooden cabinet, Xie Tingyun will definitely be able to detect it in advance.

Every step Daoming took towards the wooden cabinet was on the mechanism installed by Xie Tingyun. He knew that he was his uncle, so he never activated the mechanism.

But now, besides Daoming and himself, where could there be a third person? !

Not to mention that this person actually approached the corner of the wooden cabinet silently and even made a slight sound!

Xie Tingyun's eyes went dark and he couldn't see clearly. Chengfeng unsheathed the sword according to his master's will, but Daoming could see it clearly.

There was no one there, only a puppet nestled in a rattan chair, still silent and quiet.

The knock just now was so light that it was like a dream, making it almost impossible to tell whether it was real or fake.

Daoming's whole heart was on Xie Tingyun. The deep wound on his palm where the bone was visible could not stop the bleeding. He was staggering and about to fall. He was also continuously vomiting blood. He had no energy to pay attention to the outside world.

But he clearly heard the knocking sound.

The tip of the Chengfeng sword stopped half an inch away from Ning Chen's puppet, and then turned around as the master's mind changed, no longer pointing at the position of Ning Chen's fingers.

Xie Tingyun raised his sweat-soaked eyes and looked around, his voice extremely cold: "If you don't come out, don't blame me for being merciless."

When he realized that a stranger had sneaked into Yunfeng Pavilion, his entire demeanor changed.

Xie Tingyun skillfully swallowed back the blood gushing out of his throat. He instantly put away all his weakness, straightened his shoulders, and looked stern. Except for his face which was still pale and unrecognizable, no one could tell that he was now in a state of overdraft to the extreme.

“…”

It was dead silent.

At this moment, the knife rack in the bedroom suddenly shook.

Bu Nian was placed on the sword rack, and the trembling began to get stronger and stronger, causing the scabbard and the sword rack to tremble as well, and it was almost impossible to control Bu Nian's sword.

Swords of this grade basically have a bit of intelligence of their own. Although they are not as powerful as sword or knife spirits, they can express basic emotions, and have their own logic.

Xie Tingyun did not take Bu Nian's unusual behavior to heart. He just stared at a corner of the wooden cabinet, his nerves extremely tense, and said, "Bu Nian, be good. Now is not the time to lose your temper."

Therefore, Xie Tingyun did not see the red-gold sword tassel that Bunian was waving so hard that it was about to catch fire.

However, this sentence seems to have given someone great inspiration.

The sword was unsheathed without thinking, but suddenly fell down in mid-air, as if the person controlling the black sword was not strong enough.

Daoming stared with wide eyes, and said doubtfully: "Tingyun... this sword you refined can be unsheathed and move on its own?"

"Generally speaking, it is possible, but it will be very limited." Xie Tingyun frowned when he heard the clanging sound behind him, but he did not dare to let his guard down, and did not want Bu Nian to affect him, so Xie Tingyun threw a stream of spiritual power behind his back, completely suppressing Bu Nian who was struggling on the ground.

If the intruder was still nearby, but did not dare to move because Xie Tingyun was concentrating and was afraid of making any noise, then the noise of the fall would be enough to cover up the intruder's escape.

Don’t read: “…………”

I was so angry that I almost cried.

If it could give birth to a sword spirit, it would definitely be hitting Xie Tingyun on the head.

Just now, Bu Nian Tong Ning Chen's contract suddenly lit up.

That represented the only sword master in its life, who was just trying to connect to it and control it.

However, Ning Shen's soul might be too weak to support it to fly to Xie Tingyun, so it fell down halfway through the flight.

Before Bu Nian could even cocoon himself and move forward, he was suppressed on the spot by Xie Tingyun's spiritual energy that descended from the sky.

I'm so angry!

This was also the first time that Bunian felt the presence of Ning Chen's soul again after Ning Chen's death.

It...is really about to cry.

Daoming and Chengfeng were the only two people present who could see clearly what Bu Nian was doing.

Daoming was alertly watching the corner of the wooden cabinet while blankly watching Bunian wielding the sword tassel. After watching for a long time, he still couldn't understand what Bunian was doing. He thought about pulling Xie Tingyun over to translate for him, but he saw Chengfeng suddenly make a sword sound.

It understands!!

Chengfeng suddenly crashed into Xie Tingyun's arms, causing the sword master to stagger.

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Xie Tingyun asked in confusion: "Chengfeng, why are you here too?"

Chengfeng: “…”

Chengfeng seemed to be too excited, and his words were incoherent in his mind. Xie Tingyun only understood the two words "calm" and "go away quickly" from Chengfeng's mouth, and he was completely confused.

He knew that Ning Shen's puppet was there. Could it be that the infiltrator was hiding around the puppet?

Daoming stared at Bunian's sword tassel for a long while, and also thought that Bunian had discovered the intruder. Hesitantly, he followed the direction where Bunian's red-gold sword tassel pointed, pointed to the rattan chair, and said, "Here?"

Bunian and Chengfeng used their sword tassels to make a crazy gesture.

Daoming understood what was going on. He placed his hand on the sword at his waist, pulled it out silently, and walked towards the rattan chair.

The quiet puppet still closed its eyes quietly, nestled in the rattan chair. The setting sun was setting in the west, and the warm yellow sunlight was shining on the bricks, gradually dimming.

But the corner with the rattan chair still looks very warm.

The wooden cabinets on the wall were where Xie Tingyun stored various materials and small ornaments. After Ning Chen repaired the puppet for him, Xie Tingyun hesitated for a while and still did not put the puppet into the storage ring. Instead, he moved a new rattan chair to the corner next to the wooden cabinet, and then placed the puppet on it carefully.

After the puppetry lost its effect, the puppet still had a human-like texture, but its weight and details had obviously deteriorated a lot. As soon as Xie Tingyun picked it up, he could tell that it was made of wood, and there were traces of wooden carvings on the joints of the puppet.

Xie Tingyun covered him with a soft blanket and adjusted his position in the rattan chair. Ning Shen looked like he had fallen asleep during an afternoon nap.

If it wasn't necessary, Xie Tingyun didn't want this cozy little corner to be destroyed at all.

However, Xie Tingyun had carefully arranged so many mechanisms, but when they were needed, he was not given any warning at all.

Xie Tingyun's eyes were cold, and he was extremely regretful for his own carelessness.

After all, Chengfeng is not a human being, and his language system is not used very much, so it is extremely confusing and cannot express the correct and smooth meaning at all.

Seeing that their attention was finally drawn to himself and Ning Chen, Chengfeng suddenly thought of something and made a heart shape with his silver sword tassel towards the place where Ning Chen's puppet was.

Bunian saw Chengfeng's actions, and hurriedly followed Chengfeng, making a heart shape with his hands in the direction of Ningchen puppet.

Xie Tingyun was stunned.

Chengfeng never gives a heart to anyone else, except him and Ningchen.

It’s the same if you don’t recite it.

Then, as if he suddenly understood something, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Chengfeng saw that his stupid sword master finally came to his senses after a long delay, and he happily made a check mark to him, indicating that yes, yes, that's right, it's just what you thought.

Xie Tingyun's expression slowly turned blank.

He slowly lowered his head and stared at the Ningchen puppet.

He didn't dare to expect or hope for anything.

If the quiet soul is really in there...

What if, what if?

Xie Tingyun's body suddenly began to tremble.

So, the knocking sound just now was made by Ning Chen?

Ning Shen's soul could not be found after death. It turned out that it was shrunken into this old puppet and was being nurtured?

So... the mechanisms in the corner of the wooden cabinet and next to the rattan chair were not triggered, just because... the person who made the sound was the person who was sleeping peacefully on the rattan chair?

Xie Tingyun felt as if his breathing was being grasped in someone's palm, and he had no control over his life or death.

He was filled with deep regret and fear. He could no longer afford even one more failure.

But now he trembled again because of this well-founded conjecture.

All the facts and evidence point to one definite fact:

Ning Shen is still alive.

The peaceful soul is inside the puppet.

It's right inside.

Chengfeng said, go over quickly.

Xie Tingyun's trembling eyes fell on the dead silent Ningchen puppet.

After an unknown amount of time, Xie Tingyun saw the slender hand resting on the rattan chair move slightly.

The person who seemed to be asleep raised his well-proportioned fingers and tapped the armrest of the rattan chair clearly and neatly.

As if to say: I am here.

Xie Tingyun's breathing suddenly stopped.

Xie Tingyun felt as if he would never breathe again in his life. At this moment, he had no breath, no heartbeat, no mind to plot and calculate, and no brain to think.

Everything seemed to be moving abnormally slowly.

Xie Tingyun's mind went blank. He saw that he seemed to be a little slow to raise his hand to touch him, but he stopped in mid-air because of the blood between his fingers, not daring to stain him in the slightest.

He heard himself speaking in a very soft voice, word by word: "Ning...Chen?"

Afterwards, Xie Tingyun saw the slender knuckles rise up again... and then slowly fall down.

As if responding to his every word.