Between the vast sea of ​​clouds

"I don't believe it..." Wei Yuanling was silent for a moment, her dirty hands were loosened, and a short blade slipped out from her cuff. She smiled softly, with a fierce light in her eyes, and said, "You are just guessing out of thin air. How do you know how powerful they are? I advise you to run for your life as soon as possible, so that you don't get caught then, and you will end up worse than death."

Qingping glanced at her, and said: "You said that life is better than death, it is probably just being drugged, peeled, and roasted on the fire." She pretended to be stunned: "I have to jump into a river or something, Or there are some things, but I can’t remember them clearly. I fiddled around, and that’s all.”

Wei Yuanling's chest heaved violently, her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked frightening. She said calmly, "Actually, you're pretending to be crazy, and you haven't shown your feet for so many years. But you shouldn't let me meet you in the stone carving workshop. But you, which lunatic would polish the handle of his chisel and bow so brightly? After so many years, the tool should be rusted, but it is so well preserved, so it is not suspicious. Although you usually pretend to be crazy, but I still can't bear to give up all my skills, and call my skills rusty."

Wei Yuanling lowered her head slowly, and said: "At that time, I shouldn't have learned any stone carving! After all, I actually killed my little sister..."

Qing Ping took a sip of cold tea, might as well be bitten, and sighed: "It's not too late to talk about the reason for this later, please put the things in your hands away first, if the cup in my hand falls unfortunately, the guards outside will People will rush in and treat you like this..."

She made a slashing gesture with one hand, and said that she casually placed the teacup on the corner of the table. slipped away from her legs.

Qingping stretched out his hand to push the teacup an inch in, and said: "Let's talk nonsense, there is still one thing I need to ask for your help. You also know that this case will be similar to that of your sister who lost back then. Since you are already 'crazy', why not How about being 'crazy' more thoroughly?"

"But then again, what was your sister wearing on the day she disappeared?"

As the sea-watching banquet was approaching, security was heavily guarded everywhere in Zhaoye City. However, the case of a missing girl in this city in recent days was really frightening. The government had to post a notice, posting the portrait of the missing girl on the bulletin board.At the same time, the shopkeeper of the Longsheng Inn went to the Yamen to beat the drums to report the case, claiming that the inn ran out of water for no reason the night before. Many people proved that it was a lunatic who set the fire on fire. a justice.

The shopkeeper in the court claimed that this person used to be a well-known carver in Zhaoye, and has been insane for nearly ten years. Her younger sister, surnamed Wei, was named Yuanfang, who went missing for no reason more than ten years ago, and has not been found so far.Quan Zhaoye knew about this, and he could often see this lunatic walking around the streets, touching children when he saw them, and saying "sister and sister" in his mouth.This month's case of a girl disappearing for no reason seemed to have stimulated the lunatic. She actually stared at a young guest who lived in the inn for no apparent reason. She insisted that this person was the reincarnation of her younger sister. As soon as a guest appeared, she followed closely, tugging on his sleeve and refusing to let go.Because she is an idiot, the guests don't want to argue with her, so they didn't go out at all.I never thought that this lunatic acted so absurdly, somehow made her sneak into the utility room in the backyard, and set a fire again, almost burning down half of the inn. When the fire broke out, she sneaked into the inn to find the guest, This was discovered.

Fortunately, Qingping was summoned to the Zhaoye government office by an official document, and returned to the inn after testifying.Wei Yuanling was guaranteed by her senior sister to pay the Longsheng Inn a lot of money, so they reconciled.In the afternoon of that day, Qingping went to the temple to burn incense, walked around the Fuyuan shop and left.On the second day, she was still like this, always needing to go around after burning incense.

After four or five days like this, Qing Ping told the waiter that he wanted to invite the small statue back to make an offering. A woman came in from outside, dressed in a blue shirt, looking very decent.The clerk saw her and said respectfully: "Master Zheng, why don't you come to the shop today to have a look?"

Qing Ping nodded slightly, the man was taken aback when he saw her, and said with a smile: "I have nothing to do today, so the shopkeeper asked me to come and have a look."

She turned around and cupped her hands at Qingping, "What does this customer want to buy?"

Qing Ping said: "Recently, the fortune is not good, and he committed a criminal disaster. I want to ask the statue to go back and worship it, so as to relieve the disaster."

The waiter hurriedly said: "This is our master Zheng Hehui from Fuyuan Pavilion, the guests should have heard about her from the younger one."

Qing Ping groaned, and said: "It turns out to be Master Zheng, who has been admiring him for a long time."

Zheng Hehui smiled and said: "Don't dare to do it, it's fine anyway, if the guest doesn't mind, let me pick one for you?"

There was a hint of surprise and joy in Qingping's eyes, and then he said in surprise: "Of course I don't mind, Master Zheng please."

The clerk backed away with a wink, and Zheng Hehui led the way for her, saying, "What kind of honor does the guest want to invite back?"

Qingping smiled and said: "I don't know much about it, so I ask Master Zheng to enlighten me."

Zheng Hehui said: "I don't dare to teach you. When guests look at these statues, do you feel that any one is smiling at you?"

Qingping glanced around, and said honestly: "Not at all."

Zheng Hehui laughed, and said: "Since this is the case, it seems that there is no one in this shop who can make friends with customers. According to the rules of inviting gods, it is better..."

Qingping took a lotus flower incense stand from the cabinet with his hands, turned to her sideways with a smile on his face and said, "Why not?"

She was wearing a light green Confucian gown today, she was as childish as a young student in an academy, Zheng Hehui immediately looked away after touching her face, and said: "Why don't you go to the temple to worship first, and then come back to have a look, If there is still no one that suits your heart, there are still some things in the workshop below, I wonder if they can meet the eyes of the guests."

Qing Ping carefully put the things back in his hands, and said in surprise: "Isn't that good?"

Zheng Hehui's smile deepened, and he said: "It's okay, this is just a matter of convenience. Stone carvings have spirituality, so it's not good to leave them empty. If guests can take a fancy to one or two, it's also due to fate."

The sky was full of red clouds, but it dissipated into a few wisps of clouds in a moment, and the evening wind suddenly picked up, blowing away the heat of the day, and the stars gradually brightened, appearing and disappearing in the dark blue night sky.Everything turned into a light shadow in the night, and in an instant, bright light passed across the sky, the white pagoda in the city shone with light, there was no curfew in Zhaoye City, and it was another scene when the lights first came on.

There are many people on the street, the music is endless, and the lights of the city are falling on her eyes. It is a throbbing that she has not felt in many years. It is because she is just a small carver. If it is not for that chance...

She couldn't help being a little pleased, and she felt a sense of aloofness in her heart.That’s right, the world is inherently dirty, and the world’s people are extremely dull, how can they understand the mystery of it?

The government is nothing but a bunch of trash, and what about the laws and regulations of the country, in her opinion, they are nothing more than a piece of paper. It is a pity that the world is blinded by this, bound by dogma, and still does not know it.

In a dark alley, a fat mouse was looking for food among the leftovers, but was caught by a waiting cat, struggled for a long time, and was dragged to a dark place.

She couldn't help but smile, this world should be like this, the weak are just the food in the mouth of the strong, hunting and killing is innate, that is instinct.

She stood outside the inn waiting for the prey to fall into the trap. The woman walked over unconsciously and said with a smile: "I'm bothering Master Zheng, because I'm going to your private workshop, so I won't bring any followers with me, so as not to accidentally reveal the truth." Master Zheng's secret."

secret?She smiled and said: "Where is there any secret, you can really joke."

The man also smiled, and this smile was very familiar, reminding her of the past.

In fact, not entirely, she does have a secret.

Only, no one will ever know.

Zheng Hehui suddenly opened her eyes, the surroundings were pitch black, she shook her head, only feeling a little dizzy.She took a few breaths, her heart felt like it was on fire, her throat was dry, and she couldn't remember what she was going to do at this time.

One oil lamp was lit in the darkness, and then the second, and the third...as if they were lit by invisible hands in the darkness. I can watch all the oil lamps being lit, the light dispels the darkness, and gradually outlines a human figure.

The person sat on the chair, and the rope that originally bound her wrist fell to the ground. Zheng Hehui opened his mouth soundlessly, and a drop of cold sweat slipped from the corner of his forehead.

The person's drooping head slowly lifted up, his face was astonishingly white, and a small mole at the corner of his mouth was particularly conspicuous. She opened her mouth and said in a girlish voice, "Sister Hehui, long time no see!"

Zheng Hehui suddenly opened his eyes wide, breathing faster, and said eagerly: "You are... are you Yuanfang?"

After she finished speaking, she was in a daze, Wei Yuanfang had been dead for more than ten years, how could she still be alive?

She clearly knew that she shouldn't think so, but this person, this person's face, did not have that little mole in the first place!

Zheng Hehui wanted to get closer, but his body didn't move at all. The man giggled when he saw this: "Sister Hehui, what's the matter with you, why are you kneeling on the ground? Get up quickly, the ground is cold!"

Zheng Hehui felt his hair stand on end, but the man continued to say without realizing it: "My sister is coming to find me, when will you let me go back?"

As soon as the words were finished, the candlelight moved automatically without wind, the head suddenly fell down, and slowly lifted up again after a while, showing a strange smile to Zheng Hehui, and said softly: "Silly boy, why did she let you go?"

Zheng Hehui's eyes were blank, and he murmured: "No, I want to let you go, Yuanling, I thought about letting you go! I don't want to kill you! No, I didn't kill you. If you fall into their hands, you will have no good life." !"

"So you sealed her in the clay and made it into a clay sculpture."

The lights were flickering, causing confusion. Zheng Hehui seemed to be able to hear the cry of the girl that day. She pressed the last handful of clay on her face. After a while, the voice seemed to gradually disappear.

It was her most perfect work.

Since then, she has finally entered the Sea-Watching Banquet, and the statues from her hands have been worshiped by thousands of people in the temple. Those are just false statues, how can they be compared with the ones in her hands.

To forge a peerless famous sword, one needs to sacrifice one's body to cast one's soul.Throughout the ages, the treasures that can leave legends in the world are not infused with human essence and blood, combined with life, and left a stroke of great importance in the vast world.

If you want to make clay sculptures have a shape and make their eyes have a soul, people need to fill in the clay to make up for the lost aura.

Since it also returns to the dust after death, what is wrong with becoming one with the mud?

The man said: "Oh, it's interesting that you think so."

Zheng Hehui was sweating profusely, his eyes turned black, and he said all he was thinking in a trance, the man looked at her with interest, and said: "A girl like Wei Yuanfang, it's a good luck to fall into your hands. What if it doesn't fall into your hands?"

She laughed softly, with cruel pleasure in her eyes. She has kept those things in her mind for nearly ten years that cannot be explained by outsiders. Every time she saw the crowds worshiping the gods at the Wanghai Banquet, and the girls in costumes performed hard, she would I find it ridiculous that all this is just the beginning of another feast, a carnival belonging to other people.Recalling these, she was suddenly full of strength, and said briskly: "Death? That's too light, how could they let those people end it so happily!"

It would be better to be made into a clay sculpture and called to worship by thousands of people, than to be tortured and then die!

She is right!

The man just smiled and nodded to signal her to continue. Zheng Hehui became more and more excited as he spoke, his eyes lit up, and he shouted: "Everything in this world has reincarnation. Since they died for the way of God, they will surely be able to complete their merits and virtues and step into the gate of heaven." , not to suffer from reincarnation in the world! Ordinary people and foolish women don’t know that clay sculptures receive mortal incense, and their people are also enshrined, which is not better than mediocre being an mortal!”

"It's just that they don't look alike." She looked at the man's face obsessively, and said, "It's so similar. You and the person in the painting...are exactly the same, even Wei Yuanfang back then."

The person on the seat raised his brows and waved his hand, Zheng Hehui was immediately covered with his mouth and nose, and fell limply to the ground.The fire in the room was brightly lit, and several attendants dressed in black jumped out of the oil lamp.A group of arresting officers stepped forward to detain Zheng Hehui, opened her mouth to check whether there were poisonous pills hidden, then stuffed her mouth with cotton, tied her up, put on a hood, and sent her out.

Qing Ping moved his numb wrist, Shan Le hurried over to salute and said: "My lord, I'm a little late, please forgive me."

A woman dressed in black came out from behind Qingping, bowed down and bowed down: "The grass-roots kowtowed to the lord, just now there was something rude, offended the lord, please don't blame the lord."

Immediately, an attendant brought a wet towel and warm water, Qingping wiped his face and applied powder, saying: "I don't blame you, thanks to your few words."

The ventriloquist paid homage again, Qing Ping ordered someone to give her some money, and said with a smile to Shan Le: "It's okay, you can come back later, the department is about the same as those of them."

What she was referring to was the pile of life-sized clay statues in the corner of the dark room. Shan Le coughed and said, "It's all due to the poor deployment of the lower officials. Please punish me, my lord."

"Forget it, ordinary people, who would dig such a big dark room in the basement of their own house for nothing, there must be a dark ghost in their hearts. You came in time, and it's nothing. Where's Wei Yuanling?" Qingping wiped his face and asked, "Be careful." She, this is a witness."

Shan Le said: "Yes."

Qingping walked a few steps to those portraits, the policeman had already lifted the cloth covering her head, she looked it over carefully, and said: "Look at this mud is still new, it seems that it has not been burned. Could it be that people are sealed inside here?" ?”

The people present were silent, Qingping took a few steps back and said: "Small one and have a look."

As soon as the arresters came out, they clasped their hands and said, "Sir, if there is a corpse in this clay sculpture, if it is really hot like today, if it were smashed, wouldn't it be inside..."

Everyone used their imaginations, and found it difficult to adapt, and they all felt disgusted. Shan Le said in time: "Why don't you use a knife to scrape off the sealing mud on the top?"

Qingping waved his hand, the policeman quickly pulled out the saber from his waist, and scraped back and forth on the clay sculpture's arm, after a while, a dark color seeped out of the adobe, and a rotten smell also spread.

Shan Le's expression froze, and he said, "Take them all back to the yamen and hand them over to you for inspection!"

She turned around and said to Qingping: "My lord, the guard of honor will arrive at Zhaoye today, do you think you should go back to the hotel and wait, the lower officials have arranged it properly."

Qingping lowered his eyes and said: "It's very good, then it won't delay your solving the case."

Shan Le handed each other off, Qing Ping walked out of the dark room, saw the early morning light, only to realize that the night had passed.She was unstable and nearly fell, but the attendants rushed to support her.In the early morning mist floated, Qingping squinted his eyes facing the morning glow, and slowly exhaled: "Let's go, go back to the hotel."