(062 500 Years of Gambling by Idiot Craftsmen)

"What should I do?" Gouzhu's face turned a little pale, and he was glad that his limbs were intact, but he had lost part of his soul...... That sounds like a lot worse than a broken limb.

"I don't know. ”

Hearing Gouzhu's frightened question, the old man raised his head and looked at Gouzhu again. The young man looked as healthy as yesterday and had no problems, "Besides, there's nothing wrong with you." ”

"Senior," Gou Pig was so angry that he breathed angrily, "Half of the soul is gone, and there is nothing wrong with it?"

"At least half of it. "There is no wave on the old man's face.

Hook pig was speechless for a while. If it weren't for the old man grabbing his arm, his whole body would have been sucked into the giant egg. In this sense, the old man saved him.

The old man looked at the two-colored spiritual light flowing in his heart, and carefully perceived the changes with his divine sense, and his mood became more and more excited. This heart seems to have a soul breath!

A faint, almost indiscernible breath of the soul. There is no doubt that only the soul can send out soul breath. Although it is only the existence of a hairspring between existence and non-existence, it is the greatest achievement he has achieved in the past 500 years. He seemed to have an epiphany.

Five hundred years ago, he was here, under this immortal tree, and made a bet with Qin Zunyang.

"Lao Jiu, if you want to be able to win," Qin Zunyang's thin face like an old monkey smiled, his eyes narrowed into a slit, "Lao Tzu is definitely not stingy, this immortal tree will belong to you." You just chop it for firewood, and you can do it at will. ”

At that time, he was still called Pu Laojiu, not the old man and old-timer in the mouth of this thief-eyed young man.

But I don't know what's going on, although the two of them are two different people, the eyebrows and eyes of the young man in front of him are really a bit like the old liar Qin Zunyang!

At the beginning, he was deceived by Qin Zunyang, a scheming monkey, to Jade Peak.

Pu Laojiu has indeed been in love with this fairy tree for a long time. These immortal trees in Jade Peak, I really don't know how Qin Zunyang, a thin old man, was planted, this place gathers the aura of mountains and seas, gathers the essence of heaven and earth, and is a feng shui treasure land that is no less than the Five Elements Mountain.

A hundred years ago, a tree that was still a few seeds has now turned into a real towering giant tree, which occupies dozens of peaks and peaks around the entire Jade Peak.

That's a bit too exaggerated.

Moreover, Qin Zunyang knows quite the truth of what he likes, any immortal tree here is a treasure that makes Pu Laojiu salivate.

What a good wood, it's still neat, and it's even worse than the best pineapple and rosewood.

The wood color is warm and moist like jade, the wood is extremely tough, dense and seamless, the wood fragrance is elegant, and it is refreshing.

This wood is simply a condensation of pure wood aura, which is one with heaven and earth, and coexists with the sun and the moon.

With such a big tree, how many immortal wood carved beds and dragon chair thrones can be made—but those were his early hobbies.

Now, his only hobby is carving wooden puppets, and without this kind of aura-rich fairy wood, those puppets would not be able to move at all.

This thing is good, just like humans, but it has absolute loyalty that humans don't have.

You don't have to eat, drink, or be angry, so why not do a few, cut down trees, cut down wood and flowers, or see and paint.

It's best to plant a few plots of land, raise some pigs, make some wine, cook some snacks, have wine and meat, eat and drink, and have carpentry work to do.

Isn't this just a fairy-like day? It's better to be a beauty, soak in the spring water in the summer and warm the quilt in the winter—just make it look like that woman!

Haha, who called "her" to look down on me, this is the ultimate pursuit.

Thinking of this, due to excitement and entanglement, Park Laojiu's face twitched a few times.

Qin Zunyang's thin monkey face was still smiling slightly, whenever this guy Pu Laojiu had this kind of smile, he would be taken to the pit, this was not a matter of once or twice.

Pu Laojiu, he doesn't seem to be honest at all, but he is actually as shrewd as a monkey.

But this time, such a big benefit is in front of you...... It is simply impossible to make Park Laojiu completely unmoved.

"What do you do if you lose?"

"If you lose, the tree is yours too. Not only that-" Qin Zunyang's face showed that weird expression, making him feel that there was a big pit in front of him, but he couldn't see it, "I also attached the swordsmanship I have collected over the years, one hundred and twenty, these are all treasures." ”

"Swordsmanship?" the sense of foreboding in his heart intensified. This Qin Zunyang has never been kind when he made a move, "I'm not interested in swordsmanship." ”

"Of course, you can't take it for nothing. In the future, you will spend half of your time teaching my disciples and grandchildren swordsmanship, but only half the time. The remaining half, whatever you want, this tree is here, you can cut it, you can play with it. ”

"You really didn't have a good heart, don't you want me to join your Jade Palace and teach you your disciple?"

"Well, one more rule will be good for you. Zunyang Zhenren's face was gloomy, "There is no time limit to the gambling game - it doesn't matter if you lose this bet, as long as you are in one day, you can continue to gamble, and if you win one day, you will still win." ”

"Oh?" his heart moved, and he was inexplicably stirred up a flame, "Look down on me, think I can't do it in a limited amount of time?"

"Hey, let's try it. Qin Zunyang smiled obscenely.

That being said, he didn't lose money on this gamble. won and got this coveted immortal tree, and from then on he had it in the world. If you lose, you can still get it, but the pleasure of life is cut in half, but it doesn't really matter to him, his life is long enough.

Half of the time, living a perfect life of doing whatever you want, and the other half of the time working for this smart goods, it is not an unacceptable ending.

Knowing that it might be a big pit, Pu Laojiu was still brought in by Qin Zunyang.

The game is simple. Pu Laojiu said that sooner or later he would be able to create a wooden puppet with a soul, but Qin Zunyang said that he didn't believe it, it was impossible.

As a result, Park Laojiu has been living in this tree since then to create a puppet.

During the day, his memory was chaotic, and he himself didn't know what was going on, except for reading into those swordsmanship that had become more and more over the years, and then making them into puppets, and then maintaining those few rope bridges, even if Qin Zunyang's disciples and grandchildren came over, he would teach them swordsmanship, or let them go through those rope bridges by themselves.

In the evening he will regain his full memory and do what he loves.

In order to gamble with Qin Zunyang, he had to make a puppet with a soul.

Over the years, his golem-making techniques have made incredible progress.

He found green sap flowing from the marrow of the tree in the hollow under the wooden house, as well as spiritual fire coming out of it. Boiling the sap over a spiritual fire yields a white resin.

This thing is soft and delicate, and it is simply a real person's imitation. Pu Laojiu wants to make the woman who despises him extremely and let her warm her bed, of course, she can't use cold wood.

Moreover, as long as this material is infused with different aura, it will present different materials, which is simply omnipotent.

He used it to make internal organs, skin, muscles, and blood vessels, and even pulled out filaments with a special method, which were dyed black and turned into black and shiny hair.

As for the bones, it is better to use the wood of the fairy tree.

He did own the tree.

These wood and sap, as well as the aura in the sap, are inexhaustible, and he can use them as he likes.

But in fact, in the so-called free night, Park Laojiu was completely imprisoned by that kind of darkness, and could only stay in this wooden house and enjoy everything that gushed out of the veins under this wooden house.

He didn't even know if he owned the immortal tree or if the immortal tree owned him.

And such days and nights are five hundred years......

I was really deceived by Qin Zunyang's thin monkey!

And that soul has never been traced,

Until this day. There was a kid who didn't know the height of the sky, and he miraculously picked the forbidden lock, stole his heavily protected heart, and his soul was pulled into the heart.

This was a complete accident, but it was under this accident that a trace of soul breath appeared.

Gradually, he came to his senses.

The soul can be born from the heart, but it doesn't really come out of nowhere, but it can't grow in this isolated environment, surrounded by darkness and nothingness.

He must first absorb a little bit of "seed" from other souls, and then put this seed among countless souls, so that they can hear and see each other, influence each other, and entangle with each other, like a growing baby, constantly learning the words and movements of others, in order to gradually mature and perfect, and finally become a true soul.

And all this that Qin Zunyang set for him: without a puppet and no soul, he can't leave here.

And if he doesn't leave here, he'll never be able to make a puppet with a soul - it's a perfect dead knot!

This guy trapped him here with such a dead knot, took advantage of it, and let him teach the disciples of the Jade Palace five hundred years of swordsmanship.

"Qin Zunyang," a smile finally appeared on Pu Laojiu's face, like a trace of soul breath on that heart, "When I win this bet, I still have to get it back with interest." ”

Obviously, he needed a plan to break through the dead knot that Qin Zunyang had set for him, and he couldn't get out of here himself.

Even if he forcibly leaves here, once it is dawn, he will fall into the confusion of the day's memory and obediently return to work here.

But the puppet can.

Thankfully, the puppet has not yet recognized the Lord......

Although this kid is a little obscene, there is no better candidate at the moment, so he can only take advantage of him.

Pu Laojiu glanced in the direction of the hooking pig.

At this time, Hook Pig was already preparing to "quietly" retire by himself, and he noticed that Pu Laojiu's expression was constantly changing.

Of course, Hook Pig didn't know what the old man was thinking, but judging from his complicated and changing expression, no one knew what he would do.

Will this weird old-timer kill him in a fit of rage and make him a puppet here?

My own soul has already contributed a part to this puppet, and even has some results, will I simply leave his entire soul behind?

Without further ado, if you can slip away or hurry up, it's a big deal to run outside into the unfathomable dark night, and everyone can't see each other, and they can't make a move.

When it dawns tomorrow morning, the old man will forget all this and go to repair the bridge honestly.

Hook Pig's feet were already on the wooden stairs going up, and he only had to go a few more steps to get out of the wooden door and the prohibition above, and he and the old-timers probably didn't owe each other anymore.

Unexpectedly, Hook Pig walked cautiously a few steps, and heard the hoarse voice of Pu Laojiu behind him:

"Boy, come over here. ”

At the same time, it was still accompanied by that kind of irresistible coercion, although it was much calmer than yesterday when the old man was angry, but it was not something that the hook pig could resist.

Hook Pig forced himself to show a stiff smile, while calculating, if the situation is not good, he must be ready to pounce on the heart, even if he risks being absorbed again, he must let the old man know what is called a rat thrower!

"Oh?"

Park Laojiu noticed the reluctance of hooking the pig, and understood seven or eight points in his heart.

It made him laugh and cry.

He wants to give away the works he has worked hard for for 500 years directly, and if he is not grateful to Dade, he will just put on a look of wanting to make a mess.

Young people nowadays really don't know what to do.

"You can be proud, what the old man wants to give you is a treasure that you can't imagine. ”

Pu Laojiu snorted and glanced at the hook pig with contempt.

"Baby, baby......"

Hearing the word baby, the expression of the hook pig changed suddenly, and the eyes that looked at death as if they were at home immediately changed back to shrewdness, as if they had begun to calculate how much the baby was worth selling for pure yang pills.

Pu Laojiu sighed in his heart: It's not a person, so he didn't pay attention to this guy anymore and lifted the floor by himself.

Only then did Hook Pig find out that under the wooden floor of this basement, there was a pool of sap.

It seems, like the turquoise river at the bottom of the canyon he had reborn, a pool of turquoise beneath the wooden house was full of the sap of this immortal tree.

A white spiritual fire burned silently in the center. And the floor of this basement is not so much a floor as a bridge over this Bitan.

This sap is so stagnant that the hook pig will not sink into it even if it stands on it, and at most it can step on its surface and dent it.

The old man stood up easily, then bent down and stretched out his hands, picking up something that stunned Gougou.

A snow-white body.

The first thing that appeared was a chin as white as jade, and then a face with closed eyes and flawless white lips was revealed.

The green sap was extremely viscous but left no residue, like a gentle hand that left the body.

The black and shiny green silk was never combed, and it was as naturally parted from the forehead as black brocade.

Then, there is a pair of fragrant shoulders, and then the whole snow-white and beautiful body.

Du Laojiu fished it out of the sap pool and placed it directly on the wooden platform where he polished his heart.

As the "woman" came out of the water, Hook Pig felt that the air in the whole room was hot. The air was filled with something that made it almost impossible to breathe.

The white spiritual light in the room shone on this body, and the light emitted carried a shocking sense of perfection, especially for a male boy like Hook Pig.

It's not like I haven't seen beautiful women before.

If you want to talk about beauty, Lian Ling, the saint of Biluo, is already a stunning woman, but Lian Ling is a real woman after all, although she is beautiful, it is impossible to be flawless.

And this body is not naturally generated at all, under the creation of Pu Laojiu's "heavenly genius", the whole body is like jade, white and flawless.

Especially that face - it's the most perfect face that Hook Pig has ever seen.

Whether it is the slightly frowning eyebrows, or the closed red lips, or even the faint flush on the cheeks, they are not as beautiful as natural living people, just like painted beauties.

"This ...... This is also a puppet?" Gou Pig muttered in his heart, this old-timer likes puppets, and there is a reason why.

It's no wonder that I can stay in the trees all day for hundreds of years, it turns out that I have this habit.

It's a shame that Pu Laojiu didn't know the idea of hooking the pig, otherwise he would have to jump up and clean up the hook pig.

"Although it is a body made of fairy tree resin, without the soaking of the fairy tree sap, without the drive of the heart, it will not live long. ”

Pu Laojiu opened the ancient box on the wooden platform and took out the bronze-colored knives and scissors, and the flickering cold light on those things made the hook pig shudder.

(063 The first time the beautiful eyes are opened, but I see you)

"Bring that heart. Park Lao Jiu had already begun to go under the knife, and after taking a look, he found that the hook pig was still in place, thinking that he was afraid of being inhaled again, and added, "Don't think crankily and try to use your divine sense to read the knot in your heart, and your soul will not be sucked in again." ”

Hook Pig is still shocked by this beautiful puppet, but Pu Laojiu has disemboweled this amazing stunner without mercy.

Pu Laojiu used a knife to cut open the chest cavity of the "woman" and lifted the entire ribs.

Like a human, it bleeds, only not so violently, red blood, slowly spilling out of the flesh-red breach. Between the two lobes of the lungs, where the heart should have been, is now empty.

Hook Pig handed the old man's troublesome heart.

Originally, with Pu Laojiu's character of pursuing perfection, he definitely couldn't stand this upside-down process, but he was handy with all the other parts of this puppet and perfected, but a heart couldn't produce a soul.

That's why I put this heartless puppet in sap for countless years, and waited until the heart problem was solved, and then opened the chest cavity for implantation.

In this way, a cut, plus all kinds of stitching, of course, is no longer perfect. But he should also do it as a last resort. As long as the soul can be generated, all imperfections will become insignificant white and slightly flawed, and this will be a unique puppet of the Three Realms and Six Realms.

The beating heart began to drive the whole body, and not only the heartbeat but also the whole chest slowly rose and fell with the breath that gradually appeared.

After the heart was implanted, Park Laojiu took out the mulberry thread and quickly sutured it. A half-foot-long bloodstained "centipede" appeared on the originally white and flawless delicate body, which was no longer so perfect, but looked more broken and perverted.

"The last step is the divine sense. Park Laojiu said, "Once this puppet has divine sense, it will open its eyes, and the first person it sees when it opens its eyes is its owner." You stare at it without blinking an eye. ”

Hook pig kind of doesn't believe his ears -

"The predecessors are saying, let it, recognize me as the Lord?"

"That's right," Park Lao Jiu sighed again.

For him, these works are his flesh and bones, his everything, and it is not for him to be willing to give them away to others in such a way.

"You stole the heart and gave it its soul breath for the first time. This made Lao Yu realize that if she didn't leave this fairy tree and live among more people with souls, it would be impossible to produce a complete soul, which was the reason why Lao Yu had not been able to succeed for so many years. ”

Hook Pig's gaze swept over the puppet's body, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"What do you mean by my predecessors, this puppet will follow me in the future?

"That's true as a puppet. Pu Laojiu nodded, "A puppet has no soul, she will only survive according to her settings, but if she can really produce a soul, then she will no longer be a puppet, and what will happen at that time is unpredictable." ”

The hook pig was silent on the surface, but there was a lewd laugh in his heart.

There will be a soul, and even the god-like old-timers are not sure, and even if there is, they don't know if it's the year of the monkey.

It seems that this peerless beauty puppet will be his follower for at least a while in the future, so with such a thing, what is the use of beautiful women......

He suddenly remembered Lian Ling and couldn't help scratching his head.

"Staring into its eyes!" Park Lao Jiu had already stepped aside to avoid the puppet waking up and "looking at the wrong person" at the first glance.

This setting, engraved in the starting point of the consciousness, cannot be changed by the puppet.

Divine consciousness is generated by the brain, which gathers all the senses of the five senses of the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, and body, and forms a sea of personal consciousness corresponding to everything in the outside world, and from this, it speculates on the past and the future, and directs the actions of the body.

The Eight Senses of the Buddha is called the sixth consciousness.

Pu Laojiu can make a puppet brain that is no less than a real human brain, so the puppet's divine consciousness already exists.

It's just that Park Laojiu hasn't written anything for the puppet yet.

This puppet's consciousness is like a blank sheet of paper, which can be drawn at will, but once it is written, it cannot be restored to a blank piece of paper.

Pu Laojiu spread out his withered palm, and countless word-like charms emerged from his palm, gathering above his palm.

The spell flickered, gradually gathering into a pale blue ball of light.

These operations are already familiar to Pu Laojiu.

The language of Dongsheng Shenzhou Middle Earth at least makes the puppet speak human language.

Laundry, cooking, cleaning up, this is what he fantasizes about the woman doing for him every day.

Basic food, clothing, housing and transportation, and self-care.

As for blowing, playing, singing, and being good at singing and dancing, he can't talk about it, and what Du Laojiu himself is not good at, he can't write into the setting of the puppet.

Virtuous and virtuous character.

Gentleness and kindness.

Be understanding of the master's intentions.

Treat men other than their owners as ruthlessly as the autumn wind sweeps through the fallen leaves.

As for the ability to resist Qin Zunyang and the shrewd liar like the pig in front of him - Du Laojiu himself is not sure about this, so he can only talk about it better than nothing.

And most importantly, the love for the owner.

It stands to reason that the mysterious emotion of love does not come from the sixth consciousness at all, it should come from the soul, but there is no soul at present, so Pu Laojiu's setting for this is very simple - only the master's order is to obey, and he can do anything for the master, even if he sacrifices himself immediately.

Puppets are meant to exist for their masters.

Although this setting is relatively blunt, Park Laojiu thinks it's very good, he doesn't want to make a setting as complicated as that woman, which makes people entangled, helpless, collapsed, and makes people want to die.

From that point of view, he even felt that it was a good thing to have no soul.

His precious puppet is not just a mortal, but also a peerless female cultivator.

Not following the mandate of heaven and clinging to immortality, this is to be written into the deepest part of the divine consciousness. In this way, you can live a long time.

A set of "Five Elements Spirit True Skills" that he has practiced for many years is enough for her to control the aura of heaven and earth, turn the spirit into reality, and protect the body and hurt the enemy.

Back then, Qin Zunyang copied one-tenth of it from the inside, and it became the only foundation building method for the disciples of the Jade Palace, "Building the Foundation Pure Yang Gong".

Pu Laojiu also wanted to impart all the supernatural powers and secret techniques he had accumulated over the centuries into this puppet's divine sense, but he had long forgotten all of his secret skills. Everything is in his bones, but if he can't organize a systematic text, there is no way to teach it to the puppet.

There is only one set of "Secret Techniques of Devouring Pills" that he learned when he was making a puppet, so he wrote it in its original form. You don't need too much of a secret technique, just a killer feature.

As for weapons......

"Stinky boy, one of my three treasures, 'Heavenly Machine', actually gave you away for nothing. If you kid don't train the puppet's soul for me, I'll go out and skin you alive!"

The sky is around, in fact, it is the ink fountain he uses. He has taken advantage of this thing for many years, and cutting love is like cutting meat.

The ball of light in Pu Laojiu's hand became brighter and brighter.

Hook Pig's feeling for this old man has changed from awe to outright worship, and he feels that this old man is definitely not a monk, but a real immortal.

Otherwise, how could a living man be created?

"Old fairy, do you have to stare at your eyes?" Hook Pig was a little unsure, and he sometimes couldn't help but stop his gaze on other parts.

"Watch!" shouted Pu Laojiu. After saying that, the brighter and brighter blue light had already entered the puppet's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

"Open your eyes!" Pu Laojiu shouted hoarse and decaying.

Hook Pig saw a pair of eyes.

The four eyes looked at each other, and he could never forget that look for the rest of his life.

There's a saying called putting the finishing touch.

But in fact, the beauty is even more shocking.

Her eyes opened, like a beautiful but dead landscape, suddenly bright and vibrant.

It's like a beautiful painting, and it instantly becomes a real reality.

The crystal ice suddenly turned into clear spring water.

The pure black night sky suddenly had bright stars.

The cold universe suddenly came to life.

It was a pair of crystal clear pupils, and there was a circle of clear green in the center of the pupils, like a clear spring in the mountains and forests reflecting the surrounding greenery.

A feeling of pity arises spontaneously, like a stream of clear water, washing away all the evil thoughts in the heart of the hook pig.

She's a puppet?

That's impossible.

She is the kind of person who will feel compassion and compassion for anyone who is ruthless when she sees her, and is willing to do everything to pity her.

She is enough to get rid of all indifference, all hatred, all meanness, all desire.

"What's her name?" asked Hook Pig after a moment's pause.

"Nineteen. "Pu Lao Jiudao.