The puppets' stage play

jingle.

The sky is vast and hazy with smoke and dust.

It suddenly woke up and looked around blankly.

The snow-white hexagonal crystal houses are located here like "fortresses". Looking around, you can't even see the side. Several figures are standing beside the house, pointing in this direction.

"Go in, remember, don't offend the other party."

A cold voice sounded from behind, and a force came from behind. It stumbled forward for a while, and then managed to stand still, recalling the reason why it was here.

For myself and others who were about to leave, perhaps as a last farewell gift, the clan generously sent them here. The other children had already left, and in the end only myself was left.

Maybe it was just because it had waited too long that it was a little blurry, it thought to itself.

It looked forward. It was a hexagonal house with gray outer walls. Looking from a distance, it seemed as if there was an invisible momentum rushing towards it.

It is said that the person inside can see through the future, and everyone who walks out of here is full of praise for it, thinking that the other person's words are 'true and correct'.

It took a deep breath, and stepped in under the urging of the increasingly sharp eyes behind it.

Poof.

As if passing through a barrier, he subconsciously stopped and stroked the cold hair on his arms. His heart was beating fast, and the blockage in his throat made him want to vomit.

No, you have to hold it back, it warned itself.

The tip of its nose moved slightly, and a faint aroma came. It raised its head and looked to the side, where three diagonally arranged aromas were burning. Its heart relaxed slightly, and its brain suddenly became energetic.

"Come on, kid, let me see you." A kind voice came from the side.

It lowered its head and walked in the direction of the sound. After walking a few steps, it saw a small dark brown stool with a layer of red cloth with cotton wool on it. It sat down gently. .

"Stretch out your hand." The voice came again.

It obediently stretched out both hands, and the cold touch was flowing on the arms, as if it was being licked by some kind of slippery foreign body, which was both creepy and disgusting.

It suppressed the strange feeling in its heart and tried hard to suppress the urge to withdraw its arm.

"..." The silent air filled the air, and it vaguely heard strange laughter, above its head, below, behind it, and... in front of it.

It lowered its head and didn't pay attention to this abnormality. It just "saw" nothing like "normal people".

"Haha, you are young and old and have no motivation. You will spend your whole life in boredom because you are both incompetent and mediocre. Even if you work a hundred times harder, you will not be able to achieve success."

It was silent, but its pupils trembled slightly.

"Instead of embarking on this fruitless journey, it would be better for you to be here with me. I can guarantee you a lifetime of wealth, and maybe even give you some extraordinary means."

A bewitching voice came, and in an instant, a feminine voice came, full of expectation in that voice.

"..." It shook its head.

"Then forget it, farewell forever, dead man."

The voice suddenly became colder, and then the touch on the arm disappeared. Its eyes flickered, and the cold wind pierced its neck again. It raised its head and saw the same gray house in front of it.

Gray itself represents some kind of impurity, but here, it is extremely noble. It is said that the owner of the house is a person who has been granted a lot of knowledge by the temple.

This gray house is stationed in various tribes and is also called the mysterious house by outsiders.

The owner of the house is called a 'witch'.

"No, witch." It whispered, then turned and left.

jingle.

The sun is setting in the west, and the wind is as cold as a knife.

A cold and solemn figure kept moving around, anger gathering in his eyes, and his facial features condensed into a ball, looking extremely serious.

"How many times do I have to say it before you understand!"

"Don't be so rigid in your moves, use them flexibly. As for you, once you encounter any problems, you will either rush around or stay in place. How can I teach you wooden piles?"

The children stood together with red faces and did not dare to move, but this was not because they knew they were wrong, but because they did not want to offend each other. Thinking of this, a trace of boredom flashed in their eyes.

They just can't do it. If they can really do it, how could they not do it? After all, this old guy is really annoying and insists on exposing their shortcomings.

A thin boy was standing in the middle, his forehead was wet with sweat, his thin clothes were almost soaked with sweat, and his legs were trembling slightly. It looked like he had put in hard work, but he was still being trained here.

The trainer couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes and grabbed his hair angrily. Looking at the people in front of him pretending to be sincere and lowering their heads to confess their sins, a trace of fatigue surged in his originally helpless heart.

"Forget it, I'm meddling in other people's business, you go ahead." He waved his hand, and the children lowered their heads and walked away.

The thin boy was still standing where he was. He raised his head and opened his mouth, looking at the man and wanting to say something.

The troubled wind blew in my face, bringing with it some gossip.

"...Why waste all that effort? There won't be any big achievements. You're not just working as a thug for others."

"That's right, that's right, we are so smart that we won't be fooled by him."

"My cousin is in the police force. We can join directly after we graduate. It's easier than this. We can't compete with those geniuses anyway. Stability is a blessing."

"It is said that over there in Qishan..."

The sound gradually faded, and the man looked heavy, but did not catch up to scold them. He understood that those children did not mean for him to hear, but were just explaining the correctness to the companions who were following them.

That might not be an option.

"Qingye, what about you?" The man turned his head and looked at the boy.

"...I want to become stronger." The boy whispered.

"I didn't hear it." The man shouted coldly and frowned.

"I don't want to be like that." The boy's body trembled, his head raised, his face twitched, but his eyes looked extremely determined.

"That is the choice of the vast majority of people, and you should know that it is also your only choice." The man's eyes were cold. He had long been accustomed to hearing many lies. People who had sworn in front of him would always give up easily in the end. .

"I'm trying my best." There was a trace of stubbornness in the boy's eyes.

"Oh, great, what next?" The man's voice sounded emotionless, just pure words, which seemed particularly inhumane.

He has become accustomed to it. Talented people can always grow up, but mediocre people always have various reasons. Just like the guy in front of him, no matter how hard he tries, he will only be eliminated in the end.

Thinking of this, he became more and more impatient and turned around, intending to leave here. Sure enough, he was still too naive. Next time, he should accept that person's invitation, he thought to himself.

stab.

A sound broke through the air. The man smacked his lips and raised his right hand back to interrupt the attacker's attack. Then, with a cold face, he turned around and looked at the boy whose head was grabbed by one hand, with a flash in his eyes. A cold glow.

"Hey, do you want to die?"

The five fingers contracted, and the boy's face showed a trace of pain, but there was still a trace of stubbornness on his face.

"I dare to do what others dare not do. As long as I still live in this world, who says my future can only be like that. I have hands and feet, so why can't I get some opportunities?"

"I can work hard, very hard. As long as there is a chance, I will never give up. No, even if there is no hope, I will never give up."

"Kill me. If you don't teach me, then you might as well kill me. Instead of dying somewhere in the future, I'd rather be killed by you!"

The boy shouted loudly, his eyes already full of tears, but he still gritted his teeth and looked here, as if he would continue to attack as soon as the other party let go.

"............" The man looked at this child for the first time. For him, this was a rare experience. He had always been surrounded by doubts. For this reason, , he gradually lost his direction.

As soon as his palm was loosened, the boy fell to the ground. The latter struggled to stand up and was about to attack.

The man smiled and shook his head, his eyes becoming warm.

The boy hesitated, thinking that since the other party had not left for the time being, he no longer had to hinder the other party.

"Talent is very important. People without talent are worse than grass. The latter can feed some animals, but the former is really worthless."

Staring at the distant sky, the man whispered.

"Although some people always say that just work hard, no one knows how hard you need to work."

"I haven't told you my origin yet. In fact, I come from a distant Federation. Of course, I am a small character that no one knows. I have some inheritance in my family. After practicing hard, I came here."

"Although most of them were driven here by others, they are some 'backward' things after all." The man smiled, but his eyes were a little lonely.

I think back then, his faction was very powerful, but now it can only be squeezed to the edge.

"...I don't quite understand." The boy said honestly.

"Ha, of course you don't understand. If you understood everything, I would kneel down for you on the spot and shout, boss, take me in." The man joked, his smiling face looking extremely gentle.

The boy scratched his head, he really didn't understand.

"Okay, from now on you can just call me Lao Tan in private. Let's work together and do him a big job from now on." Lao Tan patted the boy on the shoulder and smiled with some evil intentions.

The boy nodded confusedly.

"Come on, come on, give me another try. This move needs to be practiced more. I have done this before." Lao Tan urged, and the boy quickly stood up and practiced the moves he had learned.

"This move is a cool arm swing, but you just think it's a slap in the face."

"The back kick must be smooth. Just thinking about not making mistakes is of course not enough. Think about drifting and be more handsome!"

"The punches must be ruthless, the heart must be straight, and the strength must be concentrated to defeat the enemy as soon as possible and save energy."

Under the thin clouds, a larger figure stood up from time to time and straightened another smaller figure. The two practiced together until the cold night covered the earth.

"Next time, continue, it's not enough!" Lao Tan was angry, and then he patted the latter's shoulder hard once, and then quickened his pace and walked away into the distance.

The boy touched his shoulder silently, feeling the relaxation coming from every part of his body, and secretly thanked the other person in his heart.

"Federation..." He said this word, and he felt curious in his heart. It would be great if he could go and see it one day.

jingle.

"This is for you. From now on, we will have nothing to do with each other."

With slender eyebrows, white skin and tender flesh, and exquisite facial features, the girl was wearing a cool-colored hunting suit. With a normal expression, the girl handed out something, which was a small black bell with a slightly worn red rope at the top.

It looked at the other party steadily, and then, holding the rope, it took back the gift it had given.

The girl let out a breath, and her eyes were no longer as sharp as before, but became like the eyes that always seemed to be smiling when the two of them communicated.

Then, he lowered his eyes and looked to the side.

"Sorry, I need to consider the tribe behind me, so let's just say goodbye."

After that, the girl turned and left. She did not hold back, but silently looked at the bell in her hand. This was the only thing she brought out, and now it is back in her arms again.

He drew his fingers back and touched the bell. A hint of coldness spread in his palm, making him feel a little chilly.

Whoosh, the sound of curtain lifting sounded, twice.

"...So, what do you want to do?" came a voice, with a hint of grievance and rage in it, and it clearly felt that.

It raised its head, and what it saw was an obvious bald head, slightly gloomy eyes, and a ferocious face. Although it didn't usually have deep interactions with him, it knew the other person's name.

Tucker, because of his appearance, was repeatedly bullied after entering the ranch, and was called a barbarian who belittled the style here. Of course, Tucker would fight back every time, even if he was alone.

And when he occasionally saved the other party a few times, Tucker didn't say much and just left alone. Later, it could vaguely hear the news of Tucker fighting with others.

"There is only one choice." It smiled, with contempt in its eyes. Did those losers really think it would be affected, and they still used these off-board tricks?

The two looked at each other with a cruel smile in each other's eyes.

Puff puff puff puff! ! ! !

There were several 'cadavers' lying around, still twitching their hands and feet. Their faces were swollen, their bodies looked larger, and their originally elegant clothes had become tattered, making them look extremely miserable.

Each punch was harder than the last, Qingye's eyes glowed fiercely, and the slightly undulating figure beneath him gradually lost its movement. At the same time, it could still hear Tucker's wild laughter beside him.

"Stop, do you really know what you are doing?!" A familiar voice sounded, and then, a force hit it hard on the head.

Snapped!

Its movement paused, and the expressionless Qingye turned his head. In front of him was a girl who was breathing rapidly, as if she had just arrived from afar. At the same time, she was also his partner who had broken up with him not long ago.

"Barbaric and violent, you are always like this, using force to oppress others. Why? Why can't we talk about it? Sure enough, it is because you are angry with me."

The girl pursed her lips and glanced at the figure pressed beneath her, with a trace of sadness in her eyes.

"The brother who beat me is obviously so kind. Sure enough, my brother is right. You are an incorrigible person." The girl shook her head in pain, and then her tone became cold.

"I'm very disappointed in you. Sure enough, my choice was right. We are not in the same world -"

"You seem to have misunderstood something." Qingye interrupted the other person's words. He then wiped the blood on the clothes of the guy under him, then stood up in a leisurely manner and stared at the girl in front of him.

"Do you want money? Yes, first, get away from my brother, and then get out of here!"

The girl was startled for a moment, and then a look of disgust appeared in her eyes.

"I have always felt that you are a different person, but -"

"Me too." Qingye smiled, but his eyes were colder than usual.

The girl looked at him, but inexplicably felt that he was far away from her, as if the two had never been together. Her lips trembled slightly, but her heart twitched a little, and an inexplicable sourness surged into her heart.

He stood in front of the other party, and a shadow that was taller than his peers immediately covered the other party. The voices in the distance gradually calmed down, and he knew in his heart that Tucker had already solved the others.

"However, you are right about one thing. I am indeed different from what you imagined. Maybe you came to me because you thought you could tame me. Ha, but I did feel a little grateful at that time. your."

Qingye smiled softly. After so many years, he had not achieved nothing. At least, his reputation in this training center was still extremely high.

The girl stared at each other, vaguely recalling her timidity when she first came here. It was the first time she left home and went to a distant place alone.

She was timid and fearful of the future, unable to imagine her future at all.

That's why I was attracted by that figure.

No matter the wind or rain, regardless of other people's eyes, he continued to train himself as before. That 'power' made her a little yearning. She was eager to know everything about that person.

Trying to ignore the other person's narrow eyes and trying to beg the other person, the informant immediately looked serious and said solemnly, that person is different.

She didn't understand, but she knew what she should do. After repeated checks, she finally plucked up the courage to go to the man and made a request.

"Please let me help you, please."

The boy was startled, then smiled and agreed. Then, the contract was reached and they became a "couple" in name only.

"As a contract, this is for you." Half a year later, the boy gave her a bell. She kept it close to her body as a treasure, strung it with her precious red string, and hung it around her neck.

"The contract is very important. Yesterday you just broke the contract unilaterally. Today, I am here to respond to you."

Qingye looked indifferent, with no emotion in his eyes.

"..." The girl was silent. For some reason, she didn't want to say anything to explain. Whether it was her father's reprimand or her brother's disdain, it was her own fault after all. Decide.

"Okay." A cold voice came, and she raised her head blankly, and a fist struck her.

boom! ! !

A figure was immediately knocked to the ground, and a red mark appeared on his originally pretty face. Qingye squatted down and chuckled, his eyes full of evil intentions.

In front of the girl's wide eyes, her fists were raised high and then lowered.

Once, twice, three times...

Gradually, the girl lost consciousness, her eyelids were closed, Qingye fisted his fist, and then loosened it. He sighed, wiped away the glimmering light in the corner of his eyes, and then stood up without any hesitation.

"gone."

"In this case, no matter how much I think, it's impossible for us to be admitted." Tucker looked sideways at this side, his eyes full of contempt, and he even hit the woman.

"I have my own idea. Besides, can't we still conduct trials?" Qingye said in a normal tone.

He met a guy not long ago, and since then, he has made plans for the future.

"That's right." Tucker nodded, then ignored the woman with a bruised nose and face.

What, beating a woman? Impossible, I didn’t see it! My good brother is not like that either!

Tucker snorted in his heart, he would not betray his friends.

"Graduation is about to happen." Tucker sighed suddenly.

"Yes." Qingye nodded and looked at the white mist clouds in the distance. They were so clean, he thought in his heart.

A gust of wind blew by, and the bell trembled slightly.

jingle.

He woke up suddenly, and in front of his bloody sight, a figure gradually walked away.

It failed.

As he thought about it, he expelled the air from his lungs. The tingling sensation spread from his chest to all parts of his body, but thanks to this, he barely had the ability to move.

The bone-setting method is like this. The mellow light green air flows through the whole body, and the power compatible with the thoughts fills the body again. The 'gods' stored in the joints wake up from their slumber, use themselves as sacrifices, and transform together. Be a force.

Click, click.

No way, the bone will be broken next time, he thought in his mind.

Stomping the soles of his feet on the ground, he activated the 'Cloud Step', and his figure turned into a series of scars. The man in front of him paused, and he smiled in his heart. It's too late, you arrogant guy.

The essence turns into a source, the spirit rises to its peak, and the thoughts exceed the routine, wrapping the 'qi', and then turns into new power.

He patted the other party's shoulder lightly, and then, there was only a 'click' sound, and the other party's body suddenly became broken, suffering even worse injuries than before.

He won.

Qingye turned around, shook his arm, and repaired the broken palm. In front of him were two figures with fear in their eyes. They were frightened and lost their courage. They were no match for him.

Li An's eyes were deep, and he didn't understand what the other party was thinking, why he wanted to hit him to this extent, and why he was still standing there with a body that was on the verge of reaching its limit.

Aikos was irritated in his heart. Damn it, why did he encounter such trouble? This was the first time he met such a person who was good at aura attacks. He was not affected at all. He barely suppressed the impatience in his heart and observed the other person. .

"You guys have too many ideas."

The two people's bodies trembled, and the pupils in their eyes trembled. The figure suddenly appeared on both sides of them. They were about to fight back, but they were shocked to find that their bodies...

Puff, puff.

The two of them passed out, with a red fist mark covering their chests. Qingye slowly withdrew his fist, his eyes expressionless as he stared at a slowly approaching figure with a normal expression.

The visitor put his hands in his pockets, his eyes seemed a little scornful, and there was a slight smile on his lips.

"Oh, that's interesting. I didn't expect that people like you would appear in such a remote place. You are quite capable, but it's just a bit disrespectful to show off your little tricks here."

There was a smile on Ercott's handsome face, but the words he spoke were extremely contemptuous.

"Okay, well said, this is the style of our Wushu class students!"

"That's right, a little guy who doesn't know the heights of the world dares to come here. It's simply a kind of filth."

Words of support came from the side, and students from the Wushu class swarmed in through the open door. The Wushu class students looked at Qingye with contempt, while the other leaders of the Wushu class, except for Xu Chang, whose expression changed slightly, ran towards Li Ao.

The other people were staring here with a hint of boredom in their eyes, waiting for Ercott to quickly deal with the other party.

"Plateau, Qingye."

Qingye spoke again, and there was no hint of decadence in his voice. Instead, it sounded extremely high-pitched. Although his body was covered with blood, his spirit seemed extremely strong.

"Oh, there's no other way, just use a little more force." Ercott sighed, his mouth full of helplessness, and a glimmer of light appeared in the depths of his yellow eyes.

"Nobody, have a sweet dream." A soft voice sounded, and an invisible force field descended. Ercott's eyes shone, looking extremely strange.

Qingye stood there, but his originally bright eyes were cast into a shadow.