After some time of rest, everyone has more or less recovered, even Tao Bai and Xiao Chengqian, who were unconscious before, also woke up, but in order to avoid any accidents, we are destined to spend the night on the rocks tonight, Patel is too cunning, I am afraid that it still retains strength, and something will happen in the night.

The bright moon slowly rose from the edge of the sky to the sky, and when it completely stayed at a certain high point in the sky, and the cold moonlight was faintly sprinkled, the sound of breathing and snoring was already heard on the rocks, and the night was deep in a blink of an eye.

I didn't sleep, but cut the bamboo one by one in front of the dancing firelight, which was some of the materials that Uncle Johnny took from the Penglai, in order to tie a paper figure, as the successor of the mountain character, this work is to be done by me.

The knife kept waving, and the bamboo in my hand quickly turned into strips, and in this quiet night, the sound of 'brushing' produced by the collision between the knife and the bamboo, instead of destroying the quietness, seemed to be more and more silent and distant.

The silence is so far away that I suddenly feel as if the person who is cutting the bamboo in front of me is not me, as if the place where I am is not a lonely rock on this deep pool, but in that year, in the warm courtyard of my hometown, under the moonlight, by the master by the oil lamp, and I was squatting curiously on the side, watching the bamboo pieces of paper flying in the master's hands with great interest.

Such past events make me feel a little dazed, they seem to have happened for a long, long time, so far away that when I recall them, they are dyed with a layer of dim memory, just like old photos, they seem to have just happened yesterday, so close that I can even remember every expression of the Master at that time so clearly.

'Hiss', under such a shaking, the knife in my hand that was sharpening bamboo cut my fingers, and the pain from my fingertips made me breathe in, and only then did I come back to my senses from the memory of the past.

"It's okay, right?" Uncle Johnny, who was beside me, couldn't help but ask, and quickly took the wine, originally wanting to take a sip of it himself, and then spray it on my fingers to help me disinfect, but after a moment's hesitation, he still handed me the wine.

I smiled, the old man, who was still cute when he was stubborn sometimes, and took a sip of wine, sprayed it on his bleeding fingers, and took another sip by the way, so that the heat of the wine could dispel a little of the cold of the night.

"If you don't rest like this, can you hold on tomorrow?" Uncle Johnny couldn't help but ask me.

"No problem." At this point, I need almost enough strips, I'm packing them up one by one, and the hardest part of the job is to draw runes on them, as long as there is a little mistake, the tied paper figure will not work!

I didn't ask why he had to tie a paper man, because Uncle Johnny never explained why, just as he hadn't explained why he hadn't used what he said was the last and strongest blow when it was the most dangerous time today.

He just woke me up when everyone was asleep, pointed to a pile of materials, asked me to tie the paper figure, said that it was for tomorrow's preparation, and gave me another drawing, which had some images requested by the paper figure, as well as runes to draw on the paper man's 'bones'.

This rune is generally drawn according to the fate, otherwise it will have no effect, although I am not the second line of fate, but generally see this kind of rune, you can also roughly know the fate of the paper person drawn, but these runes are so complicated, and do not conform to the common sense of the fate of the rune arrangement, I can't see the life grid contained in this at all, I just feel that at a glance, this rune is not the one that our Taoists have learned, it seems to be more advanced, just like the formation laid out by the ancestor.

But I don't have any doubts, because there is still a Li character written under the drawing!

Everything is going on silently, and in the process of drawing runes, there can be no interruption, even if I am just following the map, and because of the strangeness of the runes, I must devote my full attention.

It took more than an hour to complete the whole work, and within this more than an hour, I didn't have any conversation with Uncle Johnny.

After completing the rune, I took a long breath, picked up the wine next to me and took a big sip, lit a cigarette, and took two puffs hard, and the fatigue was slightly relieved.

The image on the drawing is not much different from the paper man we generally tie, but whether it is the proportion of the body, or the facial features, are much more perfect than the vast majority of people in the world, this is not to say that the handsome or something, it is a harmonious perfect feeling, which makes people feel that people should look like that, is the most upright person, but the image on the paper, look at it, it makes people feel comfortable, some can't take their eyes off.

"It feels amazing, Li said, what the world thinks is a superior place, but this is just such an image." Uncle Johnny said from my side, then paused, and added in a whisper: "It looks good, I suspect that the people living on Kunlun are like this." ”

I didn't speak, but there were some guesses about what the master had arranged, thinking of this, I looked at Uncle Johnny and said, "Why did you take this out until now?" ”

The firelight shone on Uncle Johnny's face, and he was silent for a moment before he said, "If we are in the middle of the day, the whole army is wiped out, and there is no point in taking this out, is it?" Some things are taken for granted, such as I should have taken out this drawing, but of course, there is some bitterness and reluctance, although this does not mean that those bitterness and reluctance make me retreat. ”

"What do you mean?" I've started to tie up the paper figures, and although I'm not listening to Uncle Johnny intently, I think about it for a while, and I'm sure I still don't understand.

Facing my question, Uncle Johnny smiled slightly, looking very peaceful, and then said: "Chengyi, you don't have to understand everything, to ask why." ”

Then, there was a silence again, the paper man is a skill that he and the master have learned since childhood, so it is not slow to do, and soon the approximate prototype of the paper man will come out Uncle Johnny is very devoted, and at this time he couldn't help but sigh: "The Taoist family is always very magical, and I feel that I understand some art." Paper people and paper horses or something, when your ancestor opened the altar and used paper people and paper horses to borrow Yin soldiers and Yin horses, I felt very magical! The main reason is that I can't believe that a Taoist can make such a lifelike thing. ”

Do you know art? My face became weird, and I remembered the array spirit jade left by the master, the messy things depicted on it, and even the hot pot, as if I was afraid that others would not know, and the sentence next to it was crookedly engraved This is a hot pot I feel that art has nothing to do with us at all, just like the master can sketch the charm of the paper figure with three or two strokes, I can probably do it, but let's get rid of the paper figure itself to draw something, that absolutely

However, Master still has a 'masterpiece', that is, the portrait of the master, which uses almost all of his skills in painting paper figures, plus the unforgettable memory of the master, to achieve that painting, as for me, I also paint paper figures.

In order to deflect this embarrassing question, I simply asked Uncle Johnny: "You say that tomorrow is the most dangerous time, do you mean when the coffin is opened?" "This is a nonsense, any zombie is the most dangerous when the coffin is opened, even if the coffin is opened in the sun, as soon as the zombie is contaminated with the popularity of the living, it will instantly raise the corpse, but I can't think of any other problems.

"It's dangerous, but it's supposed to be just a moment, and as long as that moment passes, there's no danger, as long as you subdue Patel. You say that the coffin is the most dangerous when it is opened, but that's not true! You know, not all zombies are afraid of the sun, at least not Patel! The danger is the moment when the seal is broken and the remnant soul of your master is collected. Uncle Johnny whispered, this was the third time he had repeated the sentence, but every time he said it, it was very heavy.

He couldn't tell me what to do, because the ancestor didn't explain to him what to do at the moment of breaking the seal, but just said that if this matter was completely solved later, it was basically certain that he was his heir, and he had the same fate, if he was his heir, he didn't know how to deal with zombies and corpses, so he would be his heir.

However, Uncle Johnny still handed me a bag of things, and when I opened it, it was a bag of blood-colored glutinous rice, I wondered why the glutinous rice was blood-colored, and there was indeed a strong smell of blood when I smelled it, Uncle Johnny just explained to me lightly: "This glutinous rice is carefully preserved by me." What do they say is that once a month they will be soaked in my own blood, you know? ”

"Why your blood?" What I don't understand is this.

"Or, my blood is better to use! Don't you believe me? Uncle Johnny didn't want to explain too much, just looked at me seriously.

As soon as I put my hand away, I put away the glutinous rice and said, "Then I won't ask." ”

Uncle Johnny smiled and patted me on the shoulder, but didn't say anything.

Silence returned to the rocks, only the firelight kept jumping, and the two figures who were busy and silent beside the firelight, as if at this moment, they were relying on each other, the faint warmth between the elders and the juniors.