dognovel Chapter 356 Both Crying and Laughing
Chapter 356 Both Crying and Laughing
"Is there some kind of evil spirit?" Bronze slammed his fist on the windowsill. "Damn it, Qingying didn't even come back to tell him."
After realizing what had happened, Qing Tong braced himself against the windowsill with one hand and jumped down.
"Your Highness, Miss Long." Qing Tong ran to the group and glared at Qing Ying standing to the side.
Qingying: "..."
Why are you glaring at him? It's so inexplicable.
Long Chuqing looked at Xiao Han: "Why did you come down here! You can stay in the guest room. I can handle things here by myself."
"Uh..." He wanted to say that he came down because he was worried about her! But judging from her relaxed tone, it seemed that these puppets were not a threat at all.
Xiao Han paused for a moment and said, "I've seen many puppet shows, but I've never seen a puppet demon before! I'm quite curious, but it's too dark to see clearly from the guest room, so I came down."
Long Chuqing smiled helplessly: "Then you can just stand on the side and watch."
"Can you handle this by yourself? We'll help you, that will be faster."
Xiao Han noticed that Long Chuqing was only wearing thin clothes and hadn't even put on an outer coat before coming out. At this moment, the cold wind was howling in the empty street, and it was so cold at night. Her body was so thin, she definitely wouldn't be able to stand being outside for long.
He forgot to put on an outer cloak when he came out, otherwise he could have given it to Chu Qing.
Long Chuqing glanced at his empty hands: "I appreciate the sentiment, but you can't beat them with your bare hands."
She could sense that the puppets' aura was completely different from before. Their bodies had many threads that were invisible to ordinary people, and these threads were very sharp, like sharpened swords. If one were not armed, it would be easy to get hurt if one got hit by them.
Long Chuqing also wanted to finish the battle quickly. In such cold weather, wearing too little clothing wouldn't last long, and her hands and feet were already getting cold.
"Here, Your Highness, please use mine." Qingying very tactfully handed her sword to Xiao Han.
Xiao Han took it casually and gave him an approving look.
Long Chuqing ignored Xiao Han and looked at Qingying, thinking to herself: This guy, instead of trying to persuade him, he actually handed him a knife.
She disagreed, saying, "Qingying, how can you hand your master a knife and expect him to charge into battle? Your behavior is unbecoming."
Qingying was speechless. He thought about it and realized that it made sense. He should have protected the prince behind him. He blamed himself for being inconsiderate.
However, the prince wanted to protect Miss Long; wasn't he thinking of his master?
He quickly added, "You're wrong. I'm not giving it to the prince to use in battle; I'm giving it to him for self-defense."
Hehe... He's really clever.
Long Chuqing sighed helplessly: Fine, let them be!
These puppets are just puppets; she can handle them, and with help, she can resolve these troubles even faster.
She looked at Xiao Han and said, "Just be careful."
Xiao Han replied, "Yes, you should also be careful."
Just as all the other puppets retreated, a bizarre scene also occurred at the same time.
The shattered remains of the puppets on the ground began to tremble, and then crawled or ran towards the group of puppets.
The gray-clad clown puppet whose upper body had been shredded by the feather blade ran quickly toward another clown puppet that only had an upper body.
Sensing the change, the other clown puppet leaped up from the ground. Several shimmering, transparent threads emerged from the broken part of its torso, embedding themselves deeply into the lower half of the body. The two limbs were firmly joined together, forming a completely new clown puppet.
The white-faced scholar puppet that had been cut in half was reassembled. The area torn by the feather blade was clearly uneven, and even after being reassembled, its body still swayed and its movements were uncoordinated.
One of the clown puppet's arms quietly climbed onto the torso of the purple-clad matchmaker puppet. Several transparent threads also emerged from its severed arm and then deeply embedded themselves into the arm that had climbed up, firmly grafting the arm onto its body.
The puppet of the wealthy man, whose threads had been broken by Qingying, was reconnected with new threads.
The woodcutter puppet that had been torn apart from head to toe had its head completely ripped into wood chips by the feather blades, but its limbs were still intact. The clown puppet's head, combined with the woodcutter's not-so-intact body, formed an extremely bizarre new puppet.
The remaining remains were pieced together at an extremely fast speed. Once they were completely assembled, Long Chuqing and the others noticed something amiss. The puppet troupe's aura had shifted again, becoming even more oppressive than before.
Their expressions have also completely changed. What were originally just a dozen or so ordinary, stiff puppet faces have now all turned into a strange expression.
Their mouths were stretched upwards in an exaggerated arc, forming a huge smiling arc that almost reached their ears.
Those eyes, glowing with an eerie green light, drooped downwards, their eyelids marked with dark red spots, like congealed blood and tears, making them look exactly like weeping!
Looking at them as if they were laughing out loud or crying out loud, these two completely extreme expressions were forcibly combined on wooden faces, exuding a terrifying aura that could make one's heart tremble in the dim light.
Seeing the puppet she had chopped up come back to life, Qingying was somewhat surprised, but she quickly figured out what had happened.
"It seems that these puppets work on the same principle as the skeletons controlled by the dream demons. Their bodies must be completely destroyed to prevent them from reassembling."
“That’s true.” Long Chuqing gave an affirmative answer. “It’s best to burn it.”
"Then let's chop them all up and burn them as firewood," Bronze said, looking very enthusiastic.
"Be careful, their aura has completely changed," Long Chuqing warned. "They're not as easy to deal with now as they were before."
Phoenix Feather released a wisp of spiritual energy that swept across the eyes of the group, allowing them to clearly see the transparent threads that linked the puppets together.
It was also to prevent the puppet from using the silk threads as a weapon of attack.
"Rustling sound—"
A dozen or so puppets flew towards Long Chuqing and his group, propelled by a strong wind.
"Sizzle—"
Long Chuqing moved with lightning speed, taking a few steps forward. He raised his whip and swept it out horizontally, whistling as it tore through the air, accurately striking the puppet dressed in a dark blue theatrical costume and martial arts attire who was charging at the front.
"Bang——"
A sharp crack of wood breaking reignited the battle between the two sides.
The puppet's body was utterly vulnerable to the sharp feather blades. The shredded wood chips scattered everywhere, and the remaining wooden head spun out before crashing heavily against the wall a few steps away.
Even though only a head remained, the eerie smile on its face remained unchanged, only the light in its eyes had gone out.