The corpse-stitchers attacked the wall of seclusion like crazy, and terrifying attacks fell on it in pieces.

But there is no way to penetrate the invisible wall and touch the real world...

Even those with great authority have moments when they are powerless.

Looking at the familiar figure holding a machete, the corpse-sewer's eyes were filled with complex expressions...

Since the corpse stitcher was born, possessed spiritual intelligence, and began to understand the world, Aoi has been there and has been by his master's side...

The master said that Kui Yu's meaning to himself was not a puppet, but a family member, the only treasure in his heart.

At that time, the corpse stitcher was not mentally mature, but he was inexplicably jealous, so he tilted his head and asked confusedly, with a hint of stubbornness in his eyes:

"Then...isn't the little tailor a treasure in the master's heart?"

"Tailor", that is the name given by the puppet master to the person who sews corpses...

The puppet master smiled and stroked the corpse-stitcher's head:

"Are you my treasure too? But... you are different from her..."

The corpse stitcher felt somewhat disappointed. Yes...it was indeed different. He could feel that the way his master looked at him was different from the way he looked at Xiangkui...

But the puppet master never mentioned Aoi's past to him...

After that, the corpse stitcher worked hard to grow and boldly tried various combinations. He wanted to become better and more perfect!

No matter how dangerous the experiment is, no matter how painful it is, the corpse stitcher will bear it with gritted teeth. He also wants to be the real treasure of his master, a treasure that is held in the palm of his hand and placed in his heart...

He didn't know what was good about "Aoi". She was stupid, couldn't speak, and had no emotion to express. She was just a little stronger...

But... no matter how hard the corpse stitcher tries, he can't seem to get the greatest tenderness from his master. The master always puts most of his energy into optimizing "Aoi".

But he has very strict requirements on himself and always forces himself to learn more.

Every time there was a fight, he was the one at the front. Once he was injured, the puppet master always dealt with "Aoi" first, and then dealt with himself...

Just because your own parts can be replaced, is there no big problem?

The corpse stitcher felt disappointed. It seemed that no matter how hard he tried or how good he became, he could not replace "Aoi" in his master's heart...

For a while, the corpse stitcher was jealous of Aoi's existence, and even hated her a little, hoping that she would disappear from his world forever.

In this way, you become your master's only treasure...

But the corpse-stitcher didn't dare to express it, and his emotions had been suppressed. Until that time, the puppet master got a very powerful heart, but the more powerful it was, the harder it was to control. It took great risks to install it on the corpse-stitcher.

on people.

He almost hung on the operating table and failed to get off, but the cadaver was happy for a while, because the first thing the owner thought of was himself, not that "Kui" anymore...

The adaptability of the heart is very good, and the corpse stitcher's ability has been greatly increased. He is able to control the power of the heart.

But later, the puppet master wanted to remove the heart from his body and install it in "Aoi"...

The corpse stitcher collapsed, and all the accumulated emotions exploded. He covered his heart and yelled at the puppet master:

"In your eyes, am I just an experiment, a tool that you can install as you please and dismantle as you please?"

"She comes first in everything. Why do you treat me like this? How am I inferior to her? You lied to me. I'm not your treasure at all. She is. I'm just a tool. I'm the one at the forefront. Stupidly fighting

puppet!"

The puppet master was stunned, and looked at the corpse-stitcher with complicated eyes: "I'm sorry, kid...I didn't consider your feelings, but I'd better give this heart to Aoi..."

"In the future...I promise to find you a better one..."

There was even a touch of pleading in the puppet master's words. The corpse stitcher didn't want to see such a master. In the end... he agreed, took out the heart and placed it on Aoi's body...

From then on, the corpse stitcher knew that he could never replace Aoi's position in his master's heart. Because of this incident, he had an awkward relationship with the puppet master for a long time...

He even refused to play for a while!

Since Aoi is your favorite, then let her fight, I won’t...

This situation continued until the puppet master was preparing to go to the Dangtian Demon Realm to fight against the Abyss Demon...

Only this time, the puppet master did not call the corpse stitcher, but said goodbye to the corpse stitcher at the door, looking at him with a touch of reluctance and worry in his eyes.

"This time... don't go, just stay at home. You have learned a lot about my skills. Take care of yourself."

"If I fail to come back, then protect Daxia for me. This will be my last order for you..."

The corpse stitcher didn't want to go, but when he heard that the owner might not be able to come back, his heart skipped a beat!

"No! Let me go with you, I can! Just keep Aoi and let me do the dirty work. I don't want to..."

"Leave!"

Before he finished speaking, the puppet master shouted loudly with red eyes. This was the first time the master had yelled at him loudly.

The corpse stitcher was frozen in place, unable to move. He could only watch the puppet master take all his puppets away, leaving only the corpse stitcher himself.

Before leaving, the puppet master glanced back at the corpse-sewer, his eyes full of expectations for him and deep reluctance...

…

The corpse stitcher stood at the door of the yard for three days and three nights. He wanted to continue standing like this until his master came back.

But the order still lost its effectiveness, the corpse stitcher could move, and the puppet master released the restraints on all his puppets, which meant... the master... was dead...

The moment the lockdown was lifted, the corpse-stitchers roared and rushed towards the border like crazy. Tears had already blurred the world...

But he was stopped in front of the national border, and the superiors told him that the Puppet Master had killed the Abyss Demon, but he also died on the battlefield and died for his country.

Endless regret swallowed up the corpse stitcher. Until the last moment, he was still at odds with his master. He had too many things to tell his master, but the puppet master was destined not to hear him...

The corpse stitcher returned to the small courtyard in despair. It was raining heavily, but the cherry blossom trees in the courtyard were still there. Endless purple flowers were in full bloom. The raindrops fell on the petals, the trees, the shoulders and face of the corpse stitcher.

…

He had never felt so alone...

The person who created him no longer exists. In this world, he has no relatives to sew corpses...

The puppet master once said that if he died one day, he would bury himself under the cherry blossom tree, in this endless sea of ​​purple flowers...

He quite likes the scenery here...

But...even his last wish, I couldn't fulfill it for him.

Then...just go and carry out the last order given to you by your master...

Sixty years have flown by...

The corpse stitcher has been guarding the country's gate for sixty years, while the Iron Bride has been guarding the tomb for sixty years...

At the first sight of the Pure Land, the stitcher knew exactly who was buried in the tomb.
Chapter completed!