Young Master Yu was able to see ghosts, and once encountered a puppet figure in a snowy night temple. He had ragged hair and only held a wooden puppet that was extremely well made. He looked like a charming girl, with eyelashes full of tears and painted beads, which made people feel pity.
At that time, the clouds and snow were crazy, and the two of them stood shoulder to shoulder and faced the fire. Weng said in his own words: When I was young, I loved to watch silk string operas and indulged in the skills of panling puppets. As I got older, my ambition became stronger, so I took this as a career and enjoyed myself by using objects to represent people. However, he has been wandering all his life, with nowhere to go and no companion, and his only companion is a puppet.
The old man was talking and weeping, and Yu Wen explained it, begged him to play panbell music, and made a string puppet show. The play was performed on three feet of red cotton, and the music was twittering. The puppets looked forward to the flying gods, and although they were painted with sad faces, they were extremely graceful.
At the end of the song, the old man held the puppet and looked happy for a moment, but for a moment he became angry and said: "I have been in trouble all my life because of the puppet's mistake. It's cold and it's hard to put on winter clothes. If you're so poor, it's better to burn it, so I angrily threw the puppet into the fire." I stopped but didn't reach it, and I fell down and sighed. Suddenly I saw a puppet rising from the fire, bowing solemnly and saying goodbye, as if it were a stranger, with tears on its face,...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.