Hearing him say this, Yan Kewang rubbed his eyes, and for the first time looked at the two people in front of the door, although the young man was hippie and smiling, he didn't look abnormal, but the one sitting on the donkey, in the warm May sun, wrapped his whole body tightly, and couldn't distinguish between men and women.
The corners of Yan Kewang's mouth twitched slightly, "Sell me something?"
Can you inquire and understand, am I, Yan Kewang, a person who lacks food and clothing?
” The young man smiled again, "Mr.
Yan is too modest, the Western Jin Dynasty is rich and rivals the country, presumably Mr. is not worse than him." ” Yan Kewang's eyes flashed with cold light, "Since you know my roots, why do you still think that there will be things in this world that I can't buy." ” "Because I'm the only one in the world who can do it."
The man in white spoke for the first time, and his voice was like a membrane, muffled, and he had to listen carefully to hear it clearly.
Yan Kewang laughed twice, "Of course a unique craft can make money, just like me, but," he raised a finger and shook it at the man in white, "I don't believe you have that ability, if you want to cheat money, you are looking for the wrong person."
With that, he turned and closed the door.
"There is no soul, what is the difference between a single skin and a puppet."
A faint sentence pierced Yan Kewang's heart, his hand on the deadbolt did not move, and his eyes dimmed a little.
"You chat with her every day, cook for her, buy the most expensive jewelry in the world to help her dress up, but she can't respond to you in half a word, how long will you live such a self-deceptive life?"
The man in white said slowly, "Haven't you ever thought that one day her soul will return and renew her father-daughter relationship with you for another lifetime?"
” "The soul has returned?"
Yan Kewang slowly turned his head, the anger in his eyes replaced the sentimentality, "Even if you return, where can you go?"
The body was gone, only a human skin remained, and it had no place to return. ” The man in white chuckled, "That's why I came to you, Yan Kewang, can we go to the house now to talk about the price?"
” The inside and outside of the house are completely two scenes, and the whole room is richly furnished, and the walls and floors are covered with magnificent animal skins.
The room is full of novelties collected from all over the world, there are Gu Kaizhi's calligraphy and paintings, rosewood carved hanging screens, extremely rare, on the long table, placed cultural toys, utensils, bonsai, ceramics, lamps and candles, etc., exquisite, not at all like Yan Kewang such a rough person like the things like.
Yan Kewang lightly pointed at a bench and motioned for the two to sit down, "Just now you said that you can embroider souls, is this true?"
” "Don't believe me?"
"You want me to have 10,000 taels of gold, just say it with red mouth and white teeth, so how can I believe you."
The man in white stood up, walked slowly around the room, and suddenly laughed twice, "I can prove it to you now."
With that, he walked over to a small inconspicuous door behind the desk, and with a slight push of his hand, pushed the door open.
"What are you doing?"
Yan Kewang got up from the chair and hurriedly walked towards him, but before he came to the door, the man in white had already picked up something from it and threw it on the ground.
"This is human skin?"
The young man squatted aside, picked up the thing that looked like an old garment, looked it up and down carefully, sniffed the tip of his nose on it a few times, "The smell of blood hasn't dissipated yet, you just peeled the skin last night?"
Looks like it's his skin.
His skinny hand pointed behind Yan Kewang, "This man's soul is not dispersed yet, his eyes are red like lanterns, I think he hates you." ” Yan Kewang turned around sharply by what he said, but found that there was nothing behind him, and he pulled out a cruel smile from his face, "Bracket me?
” The man in white also stared behind him, "He said that his name is Qu Chong, you skinned his cousin, and cheated his uncle of all his belongings, not only that, but his uncle jumped into the river and died a few months ago because he couldn't stand such a change, so there is a blood feud between him and you."
But he tried so hard to find you, but you killed you last night, and you stabbed him down his spine, and with one knife he split the skin on his back in half, and then slowly separated the skin and muscles, and tore them apart like a butterfly's wings, making him a human skin. ” Yan Kewang's face turned from white to blue: "Can you really see him?"
” The man in white looked at him from under the hat, "It's not just him, Brother Qing's soul is also in this house, and he has never left." ” Yan Kewang's legs weakened, he took two steps back, and held the table with his hand before he could barely stand up straight, "You said that my daughter's soul is not dispersed yet?"
Still here?
” "She drank the poisonous wine prepared by her father, of course, her resentment is hard to dissipate, how can she be willing to enter reincarnation."
The man in white sneered, his voice was vague, and it sounded a little more mocking.
Yan Kewang was completely convinced, if they said that they might have seen what happened last night, but how could they know about the events of these decades ago, even he himself was a little laborious to recall it recently, and he often needed to go through it in his mind before he could re-collect the details, and it was impossible for them to find out about it.
"Do you believe it now?"
The man in white sat down on the bench and put his hands on the back of the chair leisurely, "Are you willing to make this deal?"
” "Can you really embroider souls?"
Yan Kewang was trembling when he asked.
The man in white sighed, "It seems that it can only be proved to you." ” After speaking, she squatted down, picked up the heavy human skin, put it on her lap without any scruples, raised her right hand into the air, there was already a slender silver needle in her hand, the tip of the needle flashed, and he silently said in his mouth: "Three souls and seven spirits, gather in this needle, the three souls are permanent, and there is no loss." ” There was a silver light on the tip of the needle, and he aimed at Qu Zhong's throat, and plunged the needle deeply, in, out, in, out, without thread, but as if there was a thread, and his hand embroidered a long imprint, extending from his throat to his chest.
Finally, the movements of his hands stopped, and he blew lightly at the human skin, "Qu Chong, the soul has returned to the body, you should wake up quickly." ” The human skin rose and fell a few times, slowly standing up from the legs, it looked very strange, because there was only a thin skin, so it was quite difficult to get up, the knees trembled for a while, before the thighs were also upright, followed by the hips, waist, abdomen, chest, and finally, the neck slowly leaned back and straightened up, and the head was also brought up.
As soon as it stood up straight, it roared and rushed towards Yan Kewang, "Old man, give me my life back." ” Qu Chong's skin slammed his head over his face and wrapped his head tightly, Yan Kewang was caught off guard by him, his body fell backwards to the ground, and he tried his best to pull the human skin off his head.
But Qu Zhong entwined him to death, like a snake fighting to the death, and firmly blocked his mouth and nose.