Thriller Night Talk

Hearing that the mother-in-law... No, it should be Beiquan's master is behind the door, Wei Fuyuan was so panicked that his palms were sweating, he wished he could do a hundred squats on the spot to relieve his nervousness.

Wei Fuyuan: "Then... shall we go in now?"

Beiquan raised his eyebrows, "What else?"

Wei Fuyuan: "Then, that's fine."

Subconsciously, he straightened his clothes and smoothed his messy hair, "Go in."

Beiquan took Wei Fuyuan's hand.

The two walked through the corridor and came to the front of the hall.

Beiquan raised his hand and knocked on the door knocker, and said loudly:

"Master, please meet Beiquan."

There was no response from inside the door, but the vermilion lacquered door slid open silently.

Wei Fuyuan swallowed forcefully, and at the same time, he felt that Beiquan's hand holding him was also tightened.

Obviously, Beiquan was also nervous.

At least, not as calm and composed as he looks.

Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan walked into the hall side by side.

Before entering the door, Wei Fuyuan imagined the palace was the Hall of Supreme Harmony he saw when he visited the Forbidden City. For example, there is a seven-story high platform in the middle of the hall, with a golden lacquer screen behind it, six giant carved pillars on both sides, and a picture in the middle. It was a gorgeous high chair, the master of Beiquan was sitting on this chair, waiting for his apprentice to come forward to meet Yunyun.

However, as soon as he entered the main hall, the real scene inside immediately slapped Xiao Wei in the face.

The huge hall is divided into several areas of different sizes by many screens, like rooms, and one of the passages leads directly to the apse.

The screen is only about two meters long, and the top of the double eaves hall structure is very high. Through the space between the screen and the roof of the hall, you can see the high and low shelves. Find out what it is.

Wei Fuyuan thought of a term—museum.

Yes, it is more like a museum exhibition hall than a palace.

Beiquan led Wei Fuyuan skillfully through layers of screens, and finally stopped in front of the last "exhibition hall".

"master."

Beiquan didn't go in directly, but bowed at the entrance separated by the screen, and bowed respectfully inside.

Wei Fuyuan: "??"

He turned his head to look at Beiquan, and then at the space surrounded by the screen, his head was full of confusion.

Like all the rooms we passed through, this place is also filled with high and low scattered shelves, on which are piled up all kinds of strange collections, whether ancient or modern, Chinese or foreign.Among them, the most conspicuous ones are a large carved clock in the British Baroque style, and a large bronze cauldron as tall as a man not far away.

Wei Fuyuan even saw a few specimen bottles in the corner, which contained some deformed small animals soaked in light yellow liquid.

But there was no one in the room.

Except for the ancient shelves and collections, there is no one here.

However, in the next second, Wei Fuyuan heard two slight thuds——kala, kala.

It was obviously the sound of metal rubbing against each other.

Immediately afterwards, under Wei Fuyuan's shocked gaze, a wooden puppet placed on the height of the Bogu rack moved.

It was a strangely crafted wooden doll, about one meter tall, with a face in the classic aesthetic style of American horror films, with big eyes and wide mouth, and realistic facial features, but the proportions were exaggerated. There was no pressure to take it directly to the set of "Dead Silence" .

But the doll with such a westernized face is wearing a pink embroidered double-breasted Tang suit.

It's just that the puppet's limbs are very abrupt. The Tang suit looks like short clothes and shorts. The exposed elbow and knee joints are made of iron. The "click" sound just now is the sound of joint friction.

I saw the puppet first made a stretching posture, and then jumped off with both hands.

Wei Fuyuan: "!!"

The puppet landed on the ground and took two steps forward unsteadily. It seemed that he was not used to his overly slender legs. In the third step, he crossed his left foot with his right foot, and fell face down.

Beiquan sighed and stepped forward to help the puppet up.

"Master, how many times have I told you, don't use this kind of doll, it's easy to fall over."

[I want you to take care of it! 】

Wei Fuyuan heard the doll's voice for the first time.

The voice is mechanical and shriveled. You can't tell the gender, age, or emotion, but the words you say are very naive:

【Its clothes look good, I like it! 】

"Okay, okay, as long as your old man likes it."

Beiquan knelt on the ground on one knee, kept his eyes on the doll, and said in a tone like coaxing a child:

"But the doll's fingers can't be bent, isn't it convenient for you to do things with it?"

[Traitor, do I still have to work on my own when you come back? 】

The puppet still insisted on not admitting defeat.

[It's you, what about your etiquette! 】

It gestured the wooden carving's hand in the direction of Wei Fuyuan:

[Bringing guests here without even an introduction, how decent! 】

Beiquan stood up and pulled Wei Fuyuan in front of the puppet, "He is Wei Fuyuan."

He smiled slightly:

"It's my lover."

Beiquan bit the word "lover" very hard and clearly, Wei Fuyuan's face turned red up to his neck.

My heart was full of sweetness, but also a little apprehensive.

The puppet didn't answer, it just stood in the direction of the two of them.

There is no expression on its wooden face, and Wei Fuyuan has no way of judging the current mood of the master, so he can only hold Beiquan's hand tightly and say dryly:

"Hello, master."

Wei Fuyuan spent several hours searching Zhihu for "what to do when meeting a mother-in-law for the first time", and read several highly praised and hot comments many times. No test anymore.

It can be seen that the great gods have not mentioned what to do if the "mother-in-law" is not a human being.

Wei Fuyuan was too surprised just now, so he was stunned, so that he missed the opportunity to make a good first impression on the other party, and now he doesn't know how to make up for it.

【…】

The puppet did not speak for half a minute.

The silence was so long that Wei Fuyuan thought it was just his own illusion that it was able to move and speak.

Finally, the puppet's mouth moved, but what it said was very confusing:

[It really is him. 】

Beiquan frowned slightly: "What?"

[I said, it really was him. 】

The puppet repeated aloud:

[I've done the math for you before, and I knew it would be him. 】

Having said that, the puppet's voice suddenly suppressed:

【It's just that when I really saw people, I was still a little uncomfortable...】

Beiquan knew that his master was actually a man with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. Although it was rare for him to say soft words when facing him, he was picky and picky, but in fact he had the mentality of "my good cabbage was beaten by wild boars from where". It's going to kill me.

What he cares about is not the disgust from the master's mouth, but the "I know it will be him" mentioned by the other party.

Beiquan: "Do you know Xiaowei?"

【Ah. 】

The puppet turned its head away:

[I not only knew him in this life, but also in his previous life. 】

Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan were stunned together.

The two looked at each other, and both saw the same doubt in each other's eyes.

Beiquan let go of Wei Fuyuan, and went to his master's side:

"Who was Xiao Wei in his previous life?"

In fact, Beiquan once pondered this question.

In fact, the power of merit is not uncommon.

Whenever a good person who has done good deeds and accumulated virtues in the previous life will be reincarnated, Yan Luo will give him a good fate, so that his merits and virtues will protect his life in peace and success.

However, Wei Fuyuan's situation is obviously different.

His meritorious power is so abundant, not only can he protect himself, but he can also use it to fight, and he even brought Beiquan back to the present world from the lost space of fragments...

What did Wei Fuyuan do in his previous life to make him have such inexhaustible merit in this life?

[Rebel! 】

The puppet firmly knocked on Beiquan's forehead with his unstretchable wooden hand.

[Do you need me to go out of your way to explain such trivial matters as who your man was in his previous life? !Go to the Cangsheng Pool by yourself and take a look, and you're done! 】

Its tone is as simple as asking Beiquan to use Baidu to search for entries.

Then the puppet didn't wait for Beiquan to ask another question, so he changed the subject forcibly without any explanation:

[I specially called you back, but I have business to do! 】

Beiquan pursed his lips and nodded.

Wei Fuyuan noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with his lover - Beiquan's fingers hanging by his side were trembling slightly!

He pressed Beiquan's shoulder worriedly.

Beiquan still pursed his lips tightly, and only shook his head slightly.

[Okay, you come with me. 】

The puppet walked forward while talking.

Its gait is very strange, each step has to raise the knee to the waist before it can take the next step.

He turned back while walking, and ordered Beiquan:

[Just do it yourself! 】

Beiquan had no choice but to signal Wei Fuyuan to wait here, and followed behind the master alone.

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The puppet led Beiquan through the main hall and came to the side hall behind.

During this section of the journey, Beiquan had already adjusted his emotions, and his tone of voice returned to calm.

"Master, what is your order for me to come back this time?"

【I have a lot to tell you. 】

The puppet raised its hand and made a gesture of hugging.

Beiquan picked up the puppet and held it to his chest.

The puppet stretched out its hand and stuck it on the bronze door knocker of the side hall.

The door opened slowly.

The puppet was carried into the side hall by Beiquan.

Like the main hall, it is also full of shelves with various collections piled on it.

It's just that compared with those things outside, the collection here is more precious and also more dangerous.

Beiquan put the puppet on the ground.

The puppet went straight to the only open space in the center of the room, and sat down.

Bei Quan knew that this was what his master meant by "something to talk about".

So Beiquan obediently sat across from the puppet.

"master."

Before the puppet spoke, Beiquan first reported some recent events.

"Recently, when we were arresting ghosts, we discovered some traces of Ah Song's activities."

【Ok, I know. 】

The puppet made a big nodding motion:

【I called you back just for this matter. 】