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Lin Weiliang thought for a moment and asked:

"Ah An, our Chinese puppetry art has a long history. Do you know how many schools there are?"

Li Shaoan had never paid much attention to these things in his two lives, so he only had a vague understanding of them.

Father Lin saw him shaking his head and explained to him:

“Our Chinese puppetry art can be roughly divided into five categories, namely:

String puppets, rod puppets, iron branch puppets, medicine hair puppets, and the most popular glove puppets in Wandao.

And the family you are asking about is the puppeteer."

Li Shaoan nodded and did not interrupt Mr. Lin.

Miss Deng and Sister Qingxia also listened to his story with great interest. Only Mother Lin and Lin Chengsen were not interested at all because they had heard too much.

So the two of them quietly got up and went to the kitchen to prepare a midnight snack for Li Shaoan and others.

At this point, Father Lin's face became very serious:

“An, I’m a military doctor and have saved countless lives in my life, so I know a lot about the human body.

But from my observation, the puppeteer Wu Jiarong does not look like a living person.

Instead, he looks like a dead person."

"what......"

Father Lin’s judgment made Miss Deng and Sister Lin exclaim in surprise.

Li Shaoan nodded.

As a military doctor, Lin Weiliang has treated countless people throughout his life. Since he made such a judgment, he must have his reasons.

"Besides this, does Wu Jiarong have any other abnormalities?"

"Of course."

Hearing Li Shaoan's question, Mr. Lin answered without hesitation.

"Let me tell you a strange thing about his son-in-law that happened a few months ago.

That was what his son-in-law said himself.

But a few days after he said that, his son-in-law became abnormal. "

Father Lin took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and then told me about this strange thing.

“His son-in-law is Li Zixuan, and he is a student in the Sculpture Department of Wandao Academy of Fine Arts.

He has very good grades and is very passionate about sculpture.

During the summer vacation in July this year, he heard from somewhere that Wu Jiarong here was very good at making puppets vividly, so he came here to learn from him.

I hope to absorb the essence of his lifelike puppet carving techniques and take my own sculpture art to a higher level.

When he first arrived at Wu Jiarong's house that day, he found that no one was at home.

He looked around the puppet master's house with some curiosity, and the ancestral tablet in the middle of the living room was the most conspicuous and caught his eye at first glance. "

Father Lin paused for a moment and asked them:

"Do you know who the ancestor that puppeteers worship is?"

This is what storytellers love to do most.

Sometimes he would stop and ask the audience if they knew the allusions or knowledge in the story, and then when the audience said they didn't know, he would contentedly tell them the knowledge points.

Li Shaoan actually knew who the deity was being worshipped for, but he just smiled and didn't say anything.

Miss Deng and Sister Qingxia were very curious, so they both shook their heads to indicate that they didn't know.

Lin Qingxia urged:

"I don't know. Dad, please tell me."

Lin Weiliang smiled and continued:

“The ancestor worshipped by puppeteers is Yixiu Xingjun.

Yi is the sixth of the seven southern stars, and is also revered as the god of music by some people in the folk.

Miss Deng was a little surprised, as this person was in the same industry as her.

But she did not interrupt Mr. Lin's story, but listened attentively.

"Although Li Zixuan didn't understand these, he still bowed three times very solemnly.

Wait until he finishes his worship.

He was attracted by the object covered with red cloth on the altar. He knew it must be a puppet, so he wanted to pull off the red cloth to take a look.

But at this moment, Wu Jiarong appeared behind him.

Seeing his actions, he was immediately stopped by a rebuke. "

Wu Jiarong came over with his silly apprentice A Tu. When Li Zixuan saw the real boss, he quickly explained his purpose.

Knowing that he was here to learn from his master, silly Ah Tu pointed at him and laughed:

"You deserve to die. You deserve to die."

When Wu Jiarong heard this, his face changed and he scolded A Tu repeatedly.

Then he carefully read Li Zixuan from the beginning. I don’t know what he thought of, but he nodded in satisfaction at Li Zixuan.

"A Tu, take him to pack his luggage."

Li Zixuan followed the silly Ah Tu to a side room. With his deliberate flattery, Ah Tu quickly became familiar with him.

"Zi Zi Zi...Xuan, you can stay in this room tonight."

Ah Tu, who had always lived with his master, was fortunate enough to have a friend of the same age like Li Zixuan, who enthusiastically helped him pack his luggage.

Suddenly, a puppet fell out of Li Zixuan's luggage. When Ah Tu saw the puppet, he immediately screamed in fright.

"A Tu, what's wrong with you?"

Ah Tu pointed at the puppet that fell to the ground in horror and said:

"Zi...Xuan, this puppet is not good (the name given to puppets by Taiwanese people), it is one of the five ghosts in the temple.

Don't...carry it with you, or you'll be in trouble."

Li Zixuan looked at A Tu in surprise, not knowing why he said that.

But when this young man's mother gave it to him, she clearly told him that it was used to ward off evil spirits.

Thinking that I had just arrived, I had to build a good relationship with A Tu.

So he picked up the baby and threw it away in front of Ah Tu's horrified eyes.

"Okay, don't be afraid, it's just a puppet."

After all the luggage was packed, Li Zixuan excitedly urged Ah Tu:

"A Tu, let's walk faster. I want to study quickly."

Ah Tu nodded when he heard this, and the two of them quickened their pace and soon arrived at Wu Jiarong's side in the main hall.

Li Zixuan saw that he was carving a puppet at this time, so he stood behind him and watched carefully with great interest.

Wu Jiarong has been carving puppets for decades and his skills are at perfection.

He quickly carved the puppet into shape. Li Zixuan took a look and thought, isn't this himself?

"Master Rong, you are amazing. You can carve the puppet so lifelike."

The reason why he came all the way here was because of Wu Jiarong's carving skills.

Wu Jiarong sneered when he heard this, and then sighed:

“What’s the point of learning to carve puppets?

This line of work is hopeless and you can’t make any money.”

Li Zixuan shook his head excitedly and said:

"No, no, Master Rong, you are wrong.

The reason why I want to study is not for money, but for passion.

This is our traditional culture, and I want it to be passed down forever."

Hearing Li Zixuan say this, Wu Jiarong was stunned for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction and said with a smile:

"Then you will officially learn from me tonight."

Li Zixuan was very happy to hear this.

He didn't expect that the purpose of this trip would be achieved so quickly. He thought that these famous teachers would have to pass several tests before they would teach him their skills.

"A Tu, go buy some groceries and cook, and bring back two kilograms of rice wine tonight."

Li Zixuan looked at Ah Tu who was about to go out and said with a smile:

"Master Rong, I'll go with Ah Tu."

Wu Jiarong nodded slightly, indicating that he could do as he pleased.

With permission, he quickly caught up with Ah Tu:

"A Tu, I'll go with you."

A Tu nodded foolishly. He liked this new friend of the same age very much.

As if he had thought of something, Ah Tu looked a little complicated, and advised Li Zixuan earnestly:

"Zi...Xuan, you should leave now. Don't stay here to learn puppet carving."