Bu Ning was shocked.
Yes.
He has no relationship.
Before that, no one of them had heard of such an existence. When they smelled it, they didn't know where it came from, and Bu Ning couldn't figure it out.
I only heard it said that the "road" in the door is very long and quiet. Nothing but darkness. Silent and formless, it is formless.
Bu Ning finally knew what kind of heart Wen Shi was holding this time.
If he succeeds, he will enter the Wuxiangmen again. If it doesn't work, then he and Chen Buo will be under the seal together, and the big deal will never be reincarnated together.
"It's absurd!" Bu Ning finally scolded, "He never thought that there is no reason for Wuxiangmen. If it doesn't show up this time, what will he take for himself!"
He said to Xiaqiao, "I still have to ask you to lead the way."
Xia Qiao hurriedly said: "Okay, do you want to stop him?"
Bu Tranquility said for a moment, "Go and help him, if something happens, it's good to know the truth."
"But the cage owner has sealed the cage, how do we get in?" Zhang Biling said.
I saw Bu Ning took out a piece of gold paper with a yellow watch and handed it to Zhang Biling: "Are you cultivating a spell?"
"right."
"There's a talisman to search for things." Bu Ning saluted her and said, "My spiritual aspect is inherently unstable, and my spells and puppet skills are somewhat limited."
Zhang Biling hurriedly took the paper and asked, "Old Ancestor is polite, there is no need to salute. What is this talisman search for?"
Bu Ning: "Search my junior brother's belongings, the more involved the better."
Zhang Biling understood as soon as he heard it: "Does the ancestor want to borrow something to open the cage door? Let the cage mistakenly think that we are the ancestor of Wen Shi?"
Bu Ning: "Yes."
Zhang Biling had heard of this method, but had never tried it. After all, there are not many cage owners in this world who can seal their own cages, and no cage owner has the ability to hear it.
She didn't delay much, and immediately squeezed the talisman paper and threw it out.
The talisman paper circled around Xiaqiao and suddenly turned in a different direction. It didn't go to the top of the mountain, nor did it go in the direction of the Shen family villa in Ningzhou, but flew to an unexpected place.
Zhang Biling even thought that he had made a mistake: "How did it go to the mountainside?"
Bu Ning and Xia Qiao were also puzzled.
"What else is there on the mountainside?"
"do not know."
They were at a loss, but they followed to the mountainside. I saw the talisman pass through the half-opened bamboo window and enter the house.
Everyone looked at each other and pushed the door into the house.
Then, they saw that the rune paper fell on Zhang Yalin.
Zhang Biling reacted, and suddenly took a breath.
Bu Ning paused for a moment, then strode to the couch. Zhang Yalin was still lying there like a rotten tree, ignorant and unconscious, and the talisman paper was stuck in front of his neck.
Bu Ning reached out and took off the piece of paper, and saw what was hanging around Zhang Yalin's neck.
It was a phalanx with a bloody white puppet thread wrapped around it.
Zhang Biling didn't dare to speak, she saw Bu Ning's back to them, she didn't straighten up for a long time, just asked softly after a long time: "This is..."
"That's the phalanx that Yalin collected." Zhang Biling hesitated, "I always said it was... Ancestor Wen Shi."
"Then this line..."
Bu Ning still didn't look back or straighten up.
Zhang Biling said: "It should be with the phalanx."
Bu Ning squeezed the phalanx wrapped around the puppet thread and closed his eyes.
Zhang Biling's voice came from behind: "Maybe it's because I'm not good at learning skills, and I'm not good at talisman paper. This phalanx should not be real. When I heard it, the ancestor's hand was good."
"The puppet master can squeeze out anything, and it's easy to make up something." Bu Ning whispered, "If the younger brother does that, no one will see it, including the master."
Wen Shi's ability in puppet art has reached the top, and it is almost the same as Chen's. The Xiaqiao he made is no different from ordinary people, not to mention a phalanx...
Bu Ning finally knew that his junior brother didn't think that Wuxiangmen might not work, but he gave himself the bottom line as early as a thousand years ago.
He even thought about the worst outcome - if he went straight into reincarnation and didn't remember anything, and he had nothing to do with the old people in the past, he would still be able to meet the person he couldn't let go again in this life with the bones and blood he got.
madman.
Bu Ning couldn't care less about Sven, and scolded in his heart.
He took off the phalanx together with the puppet wire, held it in his hand, and then straightened up and said to Xiaqiao, "It's work."
…
***
But they still failed to get into the cage in the end.
- Xia Qiao led them all the way to the edge of the cage. When he stretched out his hand and faced forward, the golden cage wall that penetrated the sky and the ground was revealed in the wet mist of the mountains.
Bu Ning immediately laid down the formation stone, and stood at the formation eye with his phalanx. I wanted to borrow the phalanx and the magic circle of Wen Shi to make a crack in the golden cage wall.
In fact, for a moment, a long and meandering gap appeared in front of Xia Qiao's palm. As long as it was cracked a little more, he could put his fingers in it. Even if he used his life's strength, he would tear the cage door open.
But the gap only lit up for a moment, and then suddenly went out.
"Old Ancestor! Why is it gone?" Xia Qiao turned his head anxiously and shouted, "I can already smell the smell of the cage, and the wind is blowing out! Why is the gap gone?"
Xia Qiao slapped the cage wall: "Can you try again? Open it again!"
Bu Ning's face was even uglier than his, but he added a force under his feet.
He scratched his fingertips and dripped the squeezed blood on the stones under the cloth. Every time a drop fell, Xuan Lei fell straight down from nine days, smashing on the cage wall, and the golden cage wall would vibrate violently.
Like a rivalry between two sides.
They want to go in, but the people in the cage don't want them to risk themselves.
"Senior brother-"
When Bu Ning dripped the second round of blood, there was no human color on his face. Zhang Biling's talisman paper was patted on the cage wall, trying to help a little.
But she knew it couldn't help.
This cage is too special - Wen Shi's body and spirit form are in it. Although the heart of the cage is not broken, it means that he has not taken back his spirit form, but to those outside the cage, the coercion of this cage is equivalent to Wen Shi's. heyday.
Bu Ning can't compete with this half spirit, and she can't even compete.
"Junior Brother—" Bu Ning called a few more times, and finally said solemnly: "Wen Shi!"
But the cage wall did not give in half a step, and there was no gap. Resolutely keep them out of all.
Bu Ning looked at the cage wall amidst Xuanlei and Gangfeng.
He still remembered the final appearance of the sealing formation a thousand years ago, wrapping all the raging dust in it, and no one in the formation has been seen since then.
I don't know who said it, it's like a grave.
Indeed like.
That is a huge tomb. In fact, not only is there dust, but there is also the former Songyun Mountain when it is smelly, and even a few of them.
And this cage that penetrates the sky and the earth is like a monument standing in front of a grave.
Not a word, not a word.
Bu Ning's mouth cracked open, and the formation stones were smeared with blood three times by him, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, and shattered into sand in the wind.
The strength against the cage wall suddenly dissipated, and Xia Qiao was thrown back and rolled a few times, and was supported by Bu Ning's shoulders.
"I want to go in." Xia Qiao said, "Old Ancestor, I want to go in. I have something to do with this cage, I'm very uncomfortable right now..."
As if he could feel the movement in the cage, he was suddenly enveloped in a great sadness that could not be erased. Tears kept coming.
"My brother might—"
"I know." Bu Ning held his shoulder, "...I know."
But he didn't go to the formation to break the cage door, but lowered his head and silently counted the distance to the cage wall. Counting to three feet away, bury the phalanx wrapped around the puppet thread into the soil.
He didn't know who found the phalanx in the first place, and how it got into Zhang Yalin's hands, where he ate incense for decades. But he knew that his stubborn junior brother must have wanted to bury them here in the first place.
There was once a heavy art in the book, saying that if there is someone in this life that can’t be let go, then in the life before they leave, they will take bone and blood, tie it with twine, and bury it three feet away from the grave. Then even if you enter the reincarnation, you will vaguely remember what you are missing, and you will meet that person again in this world.
Wen Shixiu is a puppet master. For a puppet master, nothing is more important than fingers. I broke this piece raw, maybe I want to remember it more deeply.
As a senior brother, he couldn't just watch this phalanx fall to the side.