3 Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and everything is a puppet
The dew from the mountain forest came quietly, mixing with the cold sweat on my body, making my whole body feel chilly.
The moonlight became colder and colder. When I looked up and looked into the distance, the dim sky was filled with twinkling stars, of course there were also the shadows of Mars and Saturn.
Is everything Xiaoyan described just now a dream? Is it true?
I handed the phone to my right hand, wiped off the sweat on my left palm on my sleeve, calmed down for ten minutes, and then dialed Xiao Kereng's number.
Xiao Kereng answered the phone with a sleepy look, but after I said "hello", she quickly became sober: "Mr. Feng? Are you okay? In fact, I have been calling you this week. There is something
I’m asking for your advice on something very difficult.”
I understand that what she wants to say is related to Xiaoyan.
There seemed to be some movement in the small building under the stone steps. I heard the sound of doors and windows opening and closing, closing and opening again, and there were wooden clogs and bamboo sticks stepping on the bluestone floor.
However, those chaotic movements lasted for five seconds, the beeping sound sounded a total of nineteen times, and then everything returned to dead silence.
"Xiao Xiao, if it's about Xiaoyan, please go straight to the point. Xiaoyan called just now and said a lot of weird things. I want to know, what did he do?"
I didn't have time to exchange polite greetings, and my mood was extremely bad by Xiaoyan. Since Su Lun disappeared, I have been spending my days in anxiety. I have only faced killings, strange things, death, poisonous snakes, and things in my head.
The string is always tight and cannot relax for a moment.
"Okay, I'll just talk about the key points. After the reconstruction of Xunfu Garden was completed, I took Nobuko to restore everything to its original state, and neglected to take care of Xiaoyan. He has been hiding in Fengge Temple to study the submarine. According to the monks
, he would often sit in front of the computer and work for several days and nights without eating or sleeping. The pile of calculation paper on the table would accumulate to more than a foot thick every day. Just three days ago, he disappeared, but he did not disappear completely.
Instead, he trapped himself in that undersea tunnel. I called him and he said that he had passed through the crystal window. No matter how much I tried to persuade him, he would never come out again. You must have heard those strange words, so I won’t repeat them.
Already."
Xiao Kereng did not realize the seriousness of the matter and thought that Xiaoyan was just having a whim, so he always had a faint smile during the narration.
"What if those words are true? The 'Undersea Tomb of Gods' has existed for so many years, and no one can tell how many secrets are hidden in it. Xiao Xiao, please contact Yan Xun immediately and ask her to continue to persuade Xiao Yan and make sure that he leaves.
There, come back to the ground. Well, also, tell Xiaolai to be prepared. Once Xiaoyan comes back, immediately use the strongest shackles to lock him, isolate him for observation, and wait until I return to deal with it. If necessary, you can use
The moderate anesthetic gun made him lose the ability to resist."
My decision is definitely not a trivial matter. The loss of control of the scalpel is the most obvious example. If the tragedy of the scalpel being destroyed has to be repeated in the end, it will definitely be a heavy blow to the "Three Heroes".
Xiao Kereng became nervous: "Mr. Feng, is it necessary to face a powerful enemy like this? He is just a child who has not grown up-"
I interrupted her rudely: "Follow my arrangements, Xiao Xiao, things are not as simple as you think. We have to nip them in the bud. Okay, now you can contact Yan Xun."
Xiao Kereng stopped asking questions, agreed, and immediately closed the line.
Ever since I successfully rescued Wang Jiangnan under heavy pressure from the tycoon Ye Hongsheng, Xiao Kereng has believed in me. As long as I say anything, she will implement every word to the letter. This is the most reassuring thing for me.
.Now, I hope to be able to "make amends" and control Xiaoyan to prevent the situation from deteriorating further.
As Xiaoyan's biological sister, Yanxun will definitely try her best to persuade him that things may turn around.
From the sudden disappearance of Guan Baoling in Xunfuyuan Villa, to her and I falling into a glass box in the deep sea, to the resurrection of the thousand-year-old female monk Toka, the truth about Jianzhen's eastward journey a thousand years ago was revealed - the story of Hokkaido Fengge Temple
The journey is full of suffocating confusion.
I have never forgotten my mission. From those mysterious photos obtained from Area 51, I can prove with 70% certainty that my eldest brother is alive and doing something very difficult in a very hidden place.
Su Lun's unexpected disappearance gave me a heavy blow. Looking back now, I rarely smiled after entering the mountains, and my inner world was always in a state of more anxiety day by day. My psychology tutor in college had long said that some
People only understand her preciousness when they lose her. I now understand that Suellen is the most important girl in my life, and no one else can compare with her.
The phone is always in my hand. I hope Xiaoyan can wake up in time and never fall into the devil's path. An extremely smart hacker like him is the most rare resource on earth and cannot be copied.
"When you wake up, you will be a different kind of person? Can you also become a monster with six arms?" I smiled bitterly and shook my head, "What happened in the undersea space? Big brother Yang Tian, American female spy Resika
Have they all gone in? Why didn’t Xiaoyan mention their whereabouts? There must be no mutations that have occurred——"
Subconsciously, I was afraid that my eldest brother's body would change and he would appear in an "inhuman" state. This fear lasted forever and would only become stronger.
He Jishang suddenly appeared on the avenue. She put a silver belt around her waist, put her hands behind her back, and strode forward until she was in front of the giant python.
I thought she had fallen asleep, and this strange behavior immediately attracted my attention. Just fifteen steps away from her left, in the shadow of the wooden building, there was a dark red flame flashing, as if someone was also moving around.
I didn't sleep, so I got up to smoke. I stared into the darkness, and the image of the hunched back gradually became clear, facing me from the side, with a half-foot-long pipe tightly held in his left hand, and his right hand supporting his forehead, looking worried.
"Here you are, why don't you show up yet? Are you here to avenge Rouge? Or do you just want to get Bao Chan to perform meritorious service and ignore other things?"
He Jishang screamed suddenly, and every word was clearly heard upstairs.
My eyes fell on the bushes on the opposite side again, expecting to find the sniper who had shot at Rouge. This environment was simply a sniper's dream paradise. After a shot, he only had to move thirty steps left and right, and he could immediately escape safely.
Start searching for the attacked party and look for the right moment to snipe the second target.
No one answered, and the smoker sat motionless. I guessed she was an ordinary woman in the village. Smoking quietly alone in the long night had become a fixed habit.
"I know that the Puppet Master will not die so easily. No matter what you want, you have to go out and get it yourself, right? People from the Five Poison Sect only die in battle, never from fear. The Blue-Blooded Luminous Toad, after crossing the distance
The knives are all here, I can only count to ten, please show up immediately——"
Like me, He Jishang's attention was also directed to the smoking man and the bushes opposite. When she calmed down again, the majesty of the Saint of the Five Poisons returned again, and her courage when facing the enemy was not inferior to anyone else's.
man.
I appreciate her judgment. The puppet master is an important figure in the caravan and will never fall silently at the gunpoint of others.
"One, two, three..." She began to count, her voice was calm and steady. My hand was firmly on the handle of the Desert Eagle. I believe that in a mid- to close-range duel, the sniper will come first next time.
Take one step and shoot to gain the opportunity to win.
Behind me, the door of the secret room was still open, and a gentle breeze blew leisurely, hitting the back of my neck. Then I heard a beautiful and rich bass: "Please don't move, Mr. Wind."
There was no tip of the knife, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed against me, but I could feel the imminent murderous intention.
"I am the puppet master, a dead man who has been shot by you once. Therefore, from the perspective of a fair duel, I have the right to shoot you at any time. Of course, everyone is a reasonable person and will not
He was like a gangster in the market, shooting and beating him to a pulp, right?"
He let out a beautiful laugh, his warm and strong fingers passed by my trouser pocket, and the pistol was already in the gap between his fingers.
He Jishang's count had reached "ten", and the puppet master appeared in response, but it was in the small building behind her. Since ancient times, soldiers have never been tired of deceit, but it was a pity that both of us miscalculated.
"You'd better not draw a knife. I'm not an extremely stupid Yanzhi. As early as eighteen years ago, all the masters of flying knife sects in mainland China no longer pose any threat to me. Think about it, puppets are just a kind of insignificant
A worthless substitute is just a tool on my fingertips. Even if I am shot and slashed 10,000 times, what does it have to do with me? At the worst, I can just start over in another place. Mr. Feng, you are a smart man. For the caravan and the Five
You can completely stay out of the entanglement of the poisonous cult. Haha, the caravan is also reasonable. After taking a commission from any business, they will always keep their word and live in peace with their partners."
He turned to me, with a dull and confused expression on his dark face, exactly like the man I shot.
"Are you a puppet? Or a puppet master?" I stared into his empty eyes, raised my left wrist and shook it, and the knife fell to the ground with a clang.
"Is there any difference? Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as puppets. In my eyes, I am heaven and earth, I am the puppet master, and I am the puppet. Everyone who enters my sight is my puppet, including you.
No exceptions."
He had a pair of big black eyes with extremely small whites, the whites of which occupied three-quarters of the eye sockets, which looked abrupt and funny. Another gust of wind blew by, and the knife taken out of the round hole in the floor also came into his hand.
And with a "click" sound, it was pulled out of the sheath, and a cold light flashed suddenly.
"It is said that this sword was once used by the 'King of Tomb Robbers' Yang Tian? It's a pity that he didn't meet me, otherwise, no matter kings, gods, immortals, or Buddhas, they would all be turned into powder under my puppetry.
All gone. Mr. Feng, as long as you cooperate with your expedition team, I will spare no effort to provide all conveniences to ensure your safety in the mountains, and I will also give you this sword. As long as you need it, our caravan will activate the Jianghu relationship,
Can I lift you up to the level of Yang Tian?"
His tone does have the air of directing the country and dominating everything, but one thing is certain, if he really had as much power as he said, he would not be hiding in the southwest border.
"Thank you. My exploration work will continue no matter what." I responded with a pun and took the knife again.
"Look -" He stiffly raised his left hand and pointed to the avenue downstairs. Suddenly, the ghostly buildings in the village began to move. After a few seconds, the avenue where He Jishang was standing had changed.
It became a north-south direction and turned exactly ninety degrees.
The puppet master and I were standing in front of the window. The position of the wooden building under our feet had not changed. He Jishang, who originally had his back to us, could see us as long as he turned half of his body. She looked down at her feet, and there was no
He changed his color in fear, but slowly untied his belt, and when the wind blew, the silver ribbons fluttered down, revealing a hundred-refined Burmese sword pointing straight upward.
"Can we go down now?" The puppet master raised his glasses and suddenly jumped up straight like a zombie, glided in the air, landed slowly, and stood ten steps away from He Jishang.
I hesitated, walked down the stairs slowly, and walked along the stone steps step by step.
"Everything is an illusion, puppet master. The legends in the world are not bad at all. You can only hide behind your back and fiddle with hidden weapons, relying on the puppets controlled by the 'soul control technique' to work for you. As for you, you have no martial arts."
, without any real skills with swords or guns, even an ordinary martial artist who has just started can beat you to your knees, don’t you think it’s ridiculous?”
He Jishang had a charming smile on his face, which had nothing to do with the fierce words in his mouth, and he looked even more weird.
The puppet master adjusted his glasses again and nodded in agreement: "Yes, it is an illusion, but when everyone is confused by the illusion and believes it deeply, they will definitely treat them as the real world. For example, now, I think
Kill someone—"
He suddenly flew out, drawing a sharp white light in mid-air and shooting towards the bushes on the side cliff. This kind of light skill did not reach the supreme level, but He Jishang and I's sense of direction was destroyed.
The bushes located due east are now due north.
For a moment, I couldn't help but feel huge confusion in my heart: "Is the puppet master's body still flying due east? When he completely moved the thirty-five small buildings under the stone steps, the distance between the small buildings and the real world
Is the deflection angle really ninety degrees, as we see it with our eyes?"
He Jishang was also confused. He held the knife in both hands and raised it above his head, but hesitantly did not pursue him.
"Don't move, wait and see when I do it -" I only whispered nine words, and a man suddenly appeared from the bushes, holding a light machine gun in his hand, and the black drum shone frighteningly on his scalp.
The cold light. His movements were obviously one step slower than that of the puppet master. As soon as he stepped forward, the puppet master's feet had already touched the green leaves of the shrubs.
"Quack, quack, quack," the machine gun monster roared, and the tongue of flames erupted from the muzzle was directed at the puppet master's chest. The shells that were ejected from the gun chamber fell all over the sky like rain, and clattered down the bare rock wall.
This latest rapid-fire machine gun produced by the European Phoenix Weapons Processing Factory has a capacity of 400 rounds per reinforced drum, dual-channel ammunition supply, and a jamming probability of 5/100,000. It has been used as a part of the US Marine Corps 200
The first choice when changing weapons in nine years.
The puppet master's back clothes were torn into a honeycomb in an instant. When he turned over quickly and retreated, the bullets whizzed into the air, forming a dazzling bullet net in the moonlight, always following his body.
He Jishang couldn't help but praise: "Okay!"
The puppet master is a well-deserved expert in layout, formation, ambush, and sneak attack, but when it comes to face-to-face confrontation, he does not have much advantage. It seems that the rumors in the world are sometimes very correct.
His body flew back and landed on the roof of the small building on the outermost edge of the village. He stood up as soon as his toes touched the water, like a dragonfly touching water, preparing to launch a second round of killing. Although the machine gun bullets intertwined like rain hit him.
body, but it did not cause any damage. This made the joyful look on He Jishang's face quickly disappear.
Just now, she used her charming smile to use Miao Jiang's ecstasy technique on the puppet master, but it was in vain. After seeing the puppet master move forward and retreat freely in the hail of bullets, she must not have been in a relaxed mood.
"Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as puppets. Anyone who is a puppet is said to be: killable, killable, killable..." The puppet master shouted sternly, spreading his arms, like a kite in March, flying to the second
From a height of more than ten meters, it suddenly dived downwards.
The shooter dropped the machine gun, jumped and rolled, and jumped five meters to the left. When he jumped up again, he had a sniper rifle wrapped with grass-green camouflage tape in his hand. He spread his legs and pointed steadily toward the sky.
aim.
"Kaku——" I whispered. Only a truly famous disciple can have his invincible momentum with a gun in his hand. Shooting Tang Xiaogu in the camp was just a small test. After all, he was facing a man who was running away.