Zhou Xu was already in a trance: "What is this?"
Dadong was even more dazed than him: "Golden Winged Dapeng."
After he finished speaking, he wanted to kneel as soon as his knees softened.
It's not an exaggeration, Dadong really felt dizzy for a while, as if he ran a full horse, and the spirits floated out. He put his arms around Zhou Xu's shoulders, trying to ease the energy.
Zhou Xu didn't realize it, and turned his head to look at him dumbfounded: "Are you so awesome?"
It's not my business? ?
Just as Dadong was about to ask a question, he saw that the puppet line in his hand was thrown out at some point, extending into the fading sea of fire. So Da Dong was also stunned.
However, the feeling of dizziness hindered his performance. As soon as he stared, he retched twice and sat down on the ground.
"What's wrong with you?!" Zhou Xu hurriedly went to help him, and wanted to ask Lao Mao to help, but he was stunned when he saw Mao.
"He was also frightened." Zhou Xu told Dadong. He squatted down halfway, and for the sake of the golden-winged Dapeng handsome just now, he helped Dadong rub his back.
Of course, Lao Mao wasn't frightened. He put those wings on, so what was there to frighten him? Moreover, he just swept out a wing shadow with his back, which is still far from the real wings of the Golden Winged Dapeng, after all, it is only an illusion.
It's a pity that these ignorant little fools didn't understand the difference, and when they opened their mouths and said Golden Winged Dapeng, he was blinded by his good intentions.
He was stunned just because he couldn't figure it out - if he went down with a wing, he could loosen the whole cage by three points, and if he got too close, his spiritual appearance would be unstable. It was just a sea of fire, why did his boss suddenly take action
Uncage? Thank you, I can't figure it out now.
Save people? That's not necessary, this kind of scene can be completely dealt with when it smells. Even if he doesn't do it, these people will definitely not have an accident.
But Lao Mao soon knew why, because he smelled a smell in the place where the fire had been raging.
It was the smell of the spirit, with a faint cold fragrance of white plum, which seemed to emanate from a certain corner. This is all too familiar to Lao Mao...
Exactly what you're looking for when smelling.
Spiritual creatures are naturally very sensitive to this kind of smell, such as puppets, such as Shen Manyi, Mr. Li in this cage... and Smell Shi himself, who is neither life nor death.
But at this time, he didn't even smell the smell when he smelled it, because all his attention was on the wing just now.
He stared at the depths of the corridor, even though there was no longer the shadow of the giant wings and gilded body, there was only darkness and empty human voices.
The conversation between Zhou Xu and Dadong came along the corridor, like a false and vague noise.
Xia Qiao's voice was not very clear, like a layer of frosted glass: "Brother, is that really a golden-winged Dapeng?"
He moved his lips, his voice low and dry: "No."
The wind and tsunami caused by the golden-winged Dapeng will blind those who see it.
Xia Qiao nodded, and his voice became even smaller and more blurred: "Then why do you keep looking there?"
because I remembered something...
At the moment when he spread his gilded wings, he suddenly remembered that there was a man standing tall behind him, and when the hurricane rolled down the ridge, he reached out and covered his eyes.
The man said, "You can't watch this."
Covering his palm, he said, "I want to know what the body of the Golden Winged Dapeng looks like."
The man said, "Then listen."
So he heard Baili Songtao and ten thousand birds singing in unison.
The younger generations all know that the puppet that has been with Chen for the longest time is the Golden-winged Dapeng, but they never know what the real Golden-winged Dapeng looks like, they can only imagine.
Imagine what shape it has, what color of wings it has, imagine how majestic it will be when it soars in the sky, and then describe a general appearance based on the rumors passed down over the years.
Apart from Chen Dao and the Golden Winged Dapeng himself, no one in this world should have seen what the Golden Winged Dapeng really looks like, including Wen Shi.
But when he saw the gilded wings swept past, he seemed to know each other.
…
He heard Xia Qiao speak again, saying that he smelled a scent, like the fragrance of white plums he had on him. Then he was pulled deep into the corridor by Xia Qiao, and saw Da Dong sitting on the ground with a long puppet string, Lao Mao and Zhou Xu tried to help him up.
Zhou Xu opened and closed his mouth, talking about how he felt when he saw the wing up close, how strong the wind was and how dazzling the gilded feathers were. It is said that Dadong couldn't recover for a long time because he broke out a bit, and his spirits and spirits were not supported.
It is a pity that there is only one wing. If you can see the whole picture, I don't know how shocking it will be.
And Dadong just stared at him, nodding blankly, and then slowly retracted the puppet line.
Everything is round, logical, and can't be wrong.
Xia Qiao and the others already believed it.
If it was Wen Shi, who had just come out of the spiritual phase door and didn't remember anything, standing here, I'm afraid they would also believe it. In other words, it doesn't matter to him whether he believes or not, and they are all irrelevant people in the first place. And the moment just now, it will also be exposed in the excitement and sigh of other people, and it will not be able to set off ripples.
Too bad he isn't.
He remembered some past events, but he couldn't be indifferent.
He also happened to borrow Dadong's hand, so when he saw the puppet line thrown out, his first reaction was not that someone suddenly had the potential to explode. No matter how much Dadong's potential exploded, he wouldn't be able to release anything that would make him feel deja vu.
It's just a pretense.
so…
In addition to the smell, there is such a person in this cage—
He can use the puppet method to control Dadong from the air, and let Dadong throw the puppet line without realizing it. His puppet has the shadow of the golden-winged Dapeng, not based on rumors and imagination, but the real golden-winged Dapeng, which is familiar even when he hears it.
What he knows and understands may be above everyone here. Therefore, he will not be anxious and panic, and he is rarely surprised and surprised.
He didn't like being stuck in a crowd, always standing far away from the crowd, listening and watching. He only mentioned a few words at critical moments, and even offered to help, but he never left any definite traces, and he couldn't catch anything even when he smelled it.
To be able to do this, from the past to the present, when I smell it, I only know one, and I only know one—
No dust.
This person should be called Master. But whether it was in scattered memories or limited dreams, he didn't seem to have called the other party's master.
It's never dusty.
So much so that when he remembered these three words, an inexplicable emotion suddenly arose, which was far more menacing than he thought.
Just like the first time he touched Xie Wen's karma covered with karma, the surroundings instantly became empty, like the long silence in the middle of the night on the top of Songyun Mountain.
He gave birth to an unexplained sadness in the silence.
He finally understood why Xie Wen sometimes spoke with a specious tone. Those tones often struck him as subtle and strange.
Now that I think about it, I'm afraid it's an unintentional habit and omission.
Red dust old acquaintances, reunion but do not know.
Because one has forgotten and the other is not going to say it.
…
But why not say it
***
Xia Qiao and Zhou Xu were arguing about the smell that seemed to have nothing to do with it. After smelling the floor in one corner, they couldn't find the source, and the other couldn't smell it.
Not only Zhou Xu, but also Dadong and Sun Siqi shook their heads. It made Xia Qiao a little anxious, for fear that it was related to his brother's spirit, but he missed it because of negligence.
It's inconvenient to tell others about this, so I can only find Wen Shi. Xia Qiao searched everywhere to no avail, and ran back in a hurry, only to find Wen Shi standing there silently, wondering what he was thinking.
He is very tall, and even with his head down, he has a feeling of uprightness and loneliness.
Xia Qiao had an inexplicable feeling that he did not dare to be disturbed. He hesitated for a moment before approaching hesitantly, only to see his brother turn his head and look behind him.
Xia Qiao had a candle light in his hand. When he turned his head when he smelled it, the light flashed across his eyes. At that moment, his eyes turned red.
Xia Qiao was startled and did not dare to let out the air. Just follow his gaze.
At the other end of the corridor, Xie Wen stood far away, next to Shen Manyi and Mr. Li, who had already woken up. There was a dark fog all over them, intertwining and permeating.
Across the corridor and the fog, no one could see the face of the other.
Xia Qiao retracted his gaze for unknown reasons, only to see his brother's eyes illuminated by the candle light, half-shadowed and half-lighted. The red moment just now seemed to be just a matter of angle, or just his illusion.
The dim light shone on the side of Wen Shi's side face, making it appear that his lips were very pale, but his outline was deep, and his Adam's apple and neckline were very prominent.
Xia Qiao flinched and stood there in a daze. After waiting for a long time, I turned around when I saw Wen Shi.
He frowned lightly, his eyes half-drooped at a void somewhere, his fingers pinched the joints, and then he tightened the puppet thread wrapped around the base of his fingers.
"Brother... are you okay?" Xia Qiao asked in a low voice.
He lifted his eyelids slightly when he smelled it, as if he had just recovered. He gave a vague "um", still dealing with his puppet line, his voice was low and hoarse for some reason.
Xia Qiao: "Then what I just said, did you hear it?"
"No."
He admitted it too simply, Xia Qiao choked, and immediately repeated: "It's the smell, can you smell it now? I always feel that the smell is here, and it seems that I can smell it wherever I go, but I just look for it. to the source."
"On the cage owner." He still didn't raise his eyes when he heard it.
"Cage owner?" Xia Qiao was shocked with white sweat. If the smell is on the cage owner and lingers around, isn't it... the cage owner is right next to them
But this place is the same as the structure upstairs. The promenade relies on the glass mirrors on both sides to widen the field of vision, which is not actually spacious.
There are only a few of them here, and the two decorative cabinets have also been opened by Xiaqiao, and there is no other place to hide people. So where is the cage owner
He still wanted to ask Wen Shi, but he always felt that his brother was not in a good state.
So he didn't dare to talk too much, and only asked Zhou Xu quietly: "Did you see anything when you were chased by the fire?"
"No." Zhou Xu thought back, "I was woken up by the nurse, and found that you were not there, and I was the only one on the bed. Then Dadong and the others rushed over and told me to go out. I saw fire as soon as I went out. Rolled over the stairs, and then we started running. Just when we turned around, we tripped over a black thing, I don't know if it was a dead branch or—"
Halfway through speaking, Zhou Xu suddenly got stuck.
He and Xiaqiao looked at each other, and their faces turned pale at the same time—where did the dead branches come from in the good corridor? ?
"How big is the dead branch? Where is it?" Xia Qiao's voice trembled.
"Just, right next to the bathroom." Zhou Xu pointed somewhere.
When I just ran, I was in a hurry, and no one cared about anything else. Lao Mao didn't know that Zhou Xu had also tripped over something, but hearing him now, he had a bad association.
The place Zhou Xu said was behind the corner, everyone turned around, raised the candle light and saw the thing.
It really looks like a dead branch, but it has a strange shape, as if several crooked dead trees were glued together and fell across the bathroom. Part of it was exposed outside the door, and it was the one that tripped on Zhou Xu.
They have been here many times, and they have never seen this thing. So it is certain that it was brought about by the fire just now.
And as we all know, no matter how the normal branches are burned, they will not stick together like this, but another kind of...
When the horrible thought flashed through their minds, Lao Mao, who was bending over to look at it, happened to see a human face at the end of the "twig".
It wasn't a tree branch at all, it was hugging and curling up and being burned to death.
Xia Qiao and the others were so frightened that they backed away and stumbled and stumbled to the ground. Only Lao Mao frowned and counted over there. After a while, he turned his head and said to the others, "Four people."
Those "dead branches" that were twisted into a group were actually four people.
Sun Siqi "vomited" on the spot, rolled his eyes and almost fainted, but was woken up by Zhou Xu: "Wait a minute!"
Although he is not very likable and courageous, his mind turns quickly: "You said you dreamed of being a cooking mother-in-law, right?"
Sun Siqi vomited again, and corrected with a pale face: "I dreamed that I was a cooking mother-in-law, and the fire burned down from the second floor. I ran downstairs desperately, and even fell."
"Then what?" Zhou Xu asked.
"Then we were pulled up by the housekeeper." Sun Siqi tried to recall, "Anyway, there was fire everywhere, and there was nowhere to run, so we said we would go to a place with water. As a result, we ran halfway, and the upstairs side burned and collapsed. No way. Then I was woken up by Uncle Mao's fan."
Speaking of which, he was actually a little scared. Because that dream was so real that he was thinking, what would have happened if he had not been woken up, would he have been burned to death
"Okay, so you are the cooking mother-in-law." Zhou Xu pointed to Sun Siqi and then to Dadong, "You are the deceased wet nurse, and Lao Mao corresponds to one of the two youngest daughters of the Shen family. I slept halfway by myself, and first it was a dream. I saw someone screaming that it was on fire, and then I dreamed that the nurse was standing beside me in a shroud and said, "Wake up, you are sleeping in the wrong place."
He thought about it for a while, and felt that the scene was still very scary, and at the same time felt that if the nanny hadn't scare him, he might really be stuck in a dream and couldn't wake up.
Zhou Xu swallowed and continued: "I was locked up in the girl's room upstairs before, and the nurse said so, so I should also be one of the two youngest daughters of the Shen family. Then the mouse corresponds to Shen Manyi, The sick seedling corresponds to Mr. Li, and your brother corresponds to the housekeeper-"
He said, turning his head to look at Xiaqiao: "—then the question is, who are you corresponding to?"
"Shen Mansheng?" Xia Qiao replied subconsciously, "I was locked in the young master's room before."
But after he said it, he realized that it was wrong.
There are two people in Shen Mansheng's room - the young master himself, and Brother Jun.
There are a total of 9 people living in the small building of the Shen family, 8 of them in this line. Xia Qiao always thought that his counterpart was the young master Shen Mansheng, and the one missing was the cage owner A Jun.
But now, he suddenly realized a problem.
He is a puppet, so he is not easy to be bewitched by, and it is not easy to fall asleep. But this identity is an accident, what if he is an ordinary person? Like everyone else, he would fall asleep in the bedroom, dream about the person he corresponds to, and live in the dream as the other person.
If he corresponds to the young master of the Shen family, what would he dream of? If he dreamed of the young master's life, wouldn't Ah Jun imitate the little young master's life, and the loophole would be bigger
Thinking about it carefully, in this cage, there are actually very few things related to Shen Mansheng.
He is not like Shen Manyi, who will laugh at people and play with real and fake brides; unlike Mr. Li, he always hears the sound of hemp rope tightening; he is not like a nurse who has a pair of embroidered shoes parked by the bed. Even now, the cage heart has been loosened, the fire has burned a wave, and the cooking mother-in-law and the others have all appeared, but he still has no trace.
His sense of existence is really weak, and everything related to him only appeared because of Ah Jun. Practice paper, group photo, diary...
This in itself reflects a subconsciousness of the cage owner - focusing on himself, while downplaying the person he wants to disguise.
In other words, the young master of the Shen family was not in this cage at all, he would not resist or defend himself, so Ah Jun would imitate him recklessly.
Therefore, although there are 9 people living in the Shen family in the story, there are actually only 8 people in this Shen family, who correspond to them one by one.
"I understand, I'm not Shen Mansheng, I'm A Jun." Xia Qiao suddenly said.
The surroundings were instantly silent.
"If you are A Jun, where is the person you correspond to?" Zhou Xu said softly.
Xia Qiao shook his head: "I don't know, but he should have been with us for a long time. At least he must be here now."
Because when I smelled it, I said that the smell was on the cage owner. And he can still smell the white plum fragrance, which makes him shudder.
Just when they were full of panic and looked at each other. Xia Qiao Yuguang saw that his brother finally finished arranging the puppet lines on his fingers, and then his ten fingers slammed.
The muscles and bones on the back of his hands are distinct, thin and strong, and his long fingers are slightly curved to gather the puppet lines between them, and then turn his wrists and throw them straight out to the left and right sides.
The sound of the wind breaking and the crackling sound of the sharp blade hitting sounded at the same time!
Everyone turned their heads and saw that the puppet lines in their hands were pinned to the glass mirrors on both sides of the corridor.
Xia Qiao's figure was reflected in the mirror, and the other end of the puppet line was densely pinned to the two figures.
The inside and outside of the mirror are intertwined, and those puppet lines seem to be doubled, filling the entire space, like a net of heaven and earth.
Xia Qiao was stunned and didn't dare to move at all. But the "he" in the mirror stood on the website for a while and slowly turned his head to the crowd. He is about the same height as Xia Qiao, but has a different face than Xia Qiao.