Chapter 1585 288: Puppet
Chapter 1585 288: Puppet
Zhao Yi: "Since I was young, I've been able to see what's in others' hearts."Tomb Master: "I know, I've seen a lot, things from your childhood."
Things from my childhood?
Zhao Yi: "Li, just how much have you made up about me?"
He had never sat with Li to talk about his youth, so what the Tomb Master saw were mostly made up by Li.
However, Zhao Yi trusted Li's ability to make things up that closely matched his character, so there was no need to worry about being exposed.
Zhao Yi: "So, since I was a child, it's been hard to trust others. Seeing things too clearly often makes them less interesting."
Tomb Master: "Hmm."
Zhao Yi: "You've helped me several times."
Tomb Master: "Have I?"
Zhao Yi: "Yes."
Tomb Master: "It's what I should do."
"Yes, it's what you should do." Zhao Yi reached out, wrapped his arm around the Tomb Master's shoulder, and shook it, "Honestly, I know this stuff but I'm quite bad at it. There's someone named Tan who's much better than me at these things. If we switched places, I'm sure he could move you to tears, perhaps even get you to make a vow of brotherhood here."
Tomb Master: "Did he also have a difficult childhood?"
Zhao Yi: "Not really, his life has been quite happy; occasionally scolded by his mom or hit by his dad, and when he grew up and took the imperial exams, a genius classmate even helped him study. After passing, his childhood sweetheart from the same village opened her heart to him. At first, he was shy, but eventually, he couldn't resist and just embraced her."
Zhao Yi was clear about Tan Wenbin's experiences, all of which he had extracted from Lin Shuyou.
After hearing this, the Tomb Master fell silent, then relaxed: "What an enviable life."
Zhao Yi: "Who wouldn't agree."
Tomb Master: "The last time that person came to me, telling your story, it was to inspire me to help him. So now, by telling a story I cannot empathize with, what is your purpose?"
Zhao Yi: "What I mean is, I want to skip this step."
Tomb Master: "Skip?"
Zhao Yi: "Although my acting is pretty good, I will not perform for you. Su Luo, anyway, you've helped me several times before, so what's one more time?
If not for you, then for me; giving should bring about some joy in return, just consider being happy once more."
Tomb Master: "..."
"Hahahaha!"
Zhao Yi laughed at himself, feeling quite shameless.
Even more shameless was the fact that this shamelessness was something he intentionally cultivated.
Though it was skipping a step, in reality, it was still this same step being taken.
Because Zhao Yi knew that the Tomb Master would buy it.
Sure enough, the Tomb Master nodded and responded: "Okay, continue to help you."
The goal was achieved, yet for some reason, Zhao Yi felt a pang of desolation in his heart.
This same feeling was present when the Liang Sisters fought desperately for him last time.
How strange, the more he walks this Jiang, the more it feels like the original himself is being gradually corrected.
Tomb Master: "I don't know much about skills, but last time someone taught me one. What will you teach me?"
Zhao Yi: "The current situation is different from that night; one or two skills alone won't suffice."
Tomb Master: "Then there's nothing I can do, I don't know those things."
Zhao Yi: "I do."
Tomb Master: "Just tell me; I'll follow your instructions."
Zhao Yi licked his lips and said:
"Su Luo, become my puppet."
"Okay."
Without hesitation or doubt, the answer was given readily.
Zhao Yi knew why the Tomb Master could agree so quickly; because in this life, he had always been a puppet not in control of his own life, and now it was just another role.
Setting aside his distractions, Zhao Yi stood up and began to use his Puppetry Technique.
As soon as the technique took effect, it surged forth easily, to the point that Zhao Yi felt a bit uncomfortable, still owing to Li's prior visit, which laid a solid foundation that now enabled him to use it almost effortlessly.
At this moment, the Tomb Master spoke: "I haven't learned it, but I've experienced it. What he used on me seems different from what you're using now."
Zhao Yi: "It's alright; it's just a different trigger. The things he left behind, I can continue to use."
Tomb Master: "I don't understand…"
Zhao Yi: "You don't need to understand, just cooperate without resisting."
Tomb Master: "I don't understand if it might affect you. Last time he used it on me, I could see his consciousness. I feel like I've left my mark on him."
Zhao Yi: "..."
At that moment, Zhao Yi realized that the Puppetry Technique he used was different from the one Li used.
He thought of the tragic situation of the one beneath the Peach Forest.
Tomb Master: "Will it affect you?"
Zhao Yi: "Yes. Although I haven't learned that Secret Technique, if I continue using what he left behind, I'll experience the same side effects.
This side effect, it seems he can resolve it, but I cannot.
Do you want to know what this side effect is?"
"What is it?"
"In my consciousness, from now on there'll be an extra you; you will reside there."
Upon hearing this, the Tomb Master's eyes first brightened and then dimmed, saying: "This won't do."
"It's okay; I haven't learned this Secret Technique, using it this time is just a stroke of luck, and the likelihood of having this opportunity again is slim. If there are too many people, I would definitely lose myself and become an Evil.
By that time, to avoid harming the world, I'd just have to find a spot to bury myself and plant some trees on top.
But if there's just one more of you... just consider it as relieving boredom."
Tomb Master: "This isn't good for you."
Zhao Yi: "Come on, it's fitting; without bearing some cost, I wouldn't feel right. Doing it like this feels good.
We've both had tragic pasts; why not accompany me and see if there's a brighter future ahead? Consider it living another life in a different way.
Childhood friends are to play together, right?"
The Tomb Master stood up and walked in front of Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi smiled at him, and the Tomb Master's face broke into a smile again.
The Puppetry Technique began to operate.
All preparations laid by Li Zhiyuan, which were interrupted before, now all flowed to Zhao Yi.
The Tomb Master walked step by step towards Zhao Yi, finally merging into Zhao Yi's consciousness.
In reality, the Tomb Master, who was still in a three-party standoff balance, opened his eyes anew.
But this time, those eyes did not hold confusion or dejection; they were filled with sharpness and excitement.
He looked to the left, then to the right, behind him, and upward to see the golden Seal on his forehead.
Look at this, all those that he never dared to imagine are now here, serving him alone.
When Lighting the Lamp and Walking on the River, becoming the Dragon King was Zhao Yi's dream, but the dream was too lofty and unrealistic.
In reality, Zhao Yi never expected that one day he would be able to join such a high-level game, and more so, he actually had the capacity to influence the situation!
"Li, you were right.
A valuable blade must have its own consciousness!"
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