Fan Shishuang took a deep breath and looked at the puppets in front of him, feeling a strong sense of greed instinctively rising in his heart. As a puppet master, he knew the value of these two puppets better than others.

"It's a pity that these two people are staring at me and I can't do anything..."

"And the reason why this kind of puppet has reached this level is that although my materials are of great use, the key point... is still the original sacrifice and grade of those parts."

"The person who refined this puppet back then must have been at least as high as Yun Shen, and could even be a master... That's why we can use Yun Shen to refine the puppet."

“Unless we still have those parts, it’s hard to have a third statue.”

Fan Shishuang sighed in his heart, but the reality still made him put away all his greed. At this moment, he stood up and glanced at Xu Qing and Er Niu coldly.

"Can I go?"

Erniu quickly stood up and praised loudly, while Xu Qing also smiled.

"Fellow Taoists are indeed extraordinary."

Fanshi Shuang's face was expressionless, but his heart was once again inspired by the praise and recognition of Xu Qing and the two, but the next moment he felt sad again. He had experienced this emotion several times in more than a month.

At this moment, he just wanted to leave, so without saying a word, he swayed his body, flew out of the mansion, and hurried towards the station.

That day, he left the human royal capital with the two tribes waiting for him...

As for the two puppets, naturally Xu Qing and Er Niu had one each. Er Niu left happily and prepared to study it carefully, because for his one, he had specifically asked Moran Shishuang to add a tracking function in the past half month.

ability.

"Old man, I must find you!"

After leaving Xu Qing's mansion, Erniu licked his lips, feeling extremely excited.

Just like that, time passes.

A few days later, there were only two days left before the ancestor worship ceremony...

Xu Qing, who was practicing in the spiritual pond inside the mansion, suddenly opened his eyes and looked outside the mansion.

Someone sent a wooden box.

Placed it in front of the door.

The person who came was a boy.

"I am sending this thing by order of the Imperial Master."

After saying that, the boy bowed, turned and left.

After a long time, the wooden box shattered in the wind, revealing the contents inside.

A puppet.

That is not something related to monks, but comes from the secular world.

It's just that this puppet seems to have been torn into pieces, broken countless times, and then sewn back together...
Chapter completed!