doll city

After waking up today, the kerosene lamp that was brought into the room yesterday disappeared.

——Very good, it’s another test of human nature.

"How about... let's look for it again, maybe one is missing?" Dai Chengze's voice became obviously frightened. These people have experience and formed a gang. He, an outsider, must be the first one to be caught. abandoned.

Cao Zhi and Uncle Yuan of Jungle No. 1 seemed to be very experienced at this moment, and immediately said: "Our people are all skilled, don't blame us for being cruel, the stronger the people left at the end, the higher the survival rate, this is the hunting ground the rule of."

As he said that, Uncle Yuan went over and grabbed one of the kerosene lamps. When he was about to grab the second one, Yan Ge suddenly said "The ghost of the ancestors floats here", flashed in front of him and stopped him. the opponent's arm.

Originally, Uncle Yuan was evenly matched with Yan Ge in terms of strength, but when he ran out recklessly before, a piece of meat was bitten off by the porcelain lion at the door, and Yan Ge blocked him abruptly.

"Are you looking for death?!" Uncle Yuan was furious, and was about to hit Yan Ge's face with his fist, but he heard a click, and a cold metal tube hit his forehead.

Cao Zhi, who was watching the show with a sneer, suddenly froze.

"...a real gun?"

Yan Ge flipped the safety catch with a click, and said expressionlessly, "Try."

Uncle Yuan's face twitched a bit. Mori armor can strengthen his physique to a certain extent, but he can't face a knife head-on, let alone a bullet.

Cao Zhi next to him had an ugly expression on his face: "Where did you get the gun?"

"This has nothing to do with the hunting grounds. Oil lamps, take what you deserve and save others' lives." After Yan Ge finished speaking, he threw the remaining two lamps to Dai Chengze who was panicking.

"This is a game of puzzles, force is secondary, what is needed is a folklorist."

Dai Chengze glanced at him gratefully, and said with trembling lips: "But...of the seven of us, only six can stay safely in the house, what about the rest?"

At this moment, Nana, who had been possessed last night, had come to her senses, and her crying face looked eagerly at Cao Zhi, who twitched his cheeks and turned his head away.

There are as many women as you want, and there will be more in the future. Of course, it is most suitable to be with your confidant Uncle Yuan when you are running for your life, and there is no other choice.

Nana's face twisted, her long nails made a thin sound on the concrete floor, a surge of hatred grew wildly for no reason, she muttered, and just as she said the word "Xu", she was suddenly knocked on the back of her neck , It darkened in front of my eyes.

Yan Ge glanced at Li Haobai who was doing the fighting, and the other party glanced at his right foot, and immediately understood.

This Nana had a killing intent just now, and was affected by the desire dancing shoes. If she hadn't only had one shoe now, the effect was halved, she might have fallen into madness.

"You're really cruel." Cao Zhi looked like he didn't want to criticize anyone, "You don't want to throw her out to live on your own."

Dai Chengze opened his mouth and said, "Then... who will stay outside tonight?"

Yan Ge: "Me."

"what?"

……

11 points.

Cao Zhi and Yuan Shu entered the room early with lights, Dai Chengze was still in the same group as Xiao Yi, Yan Ge entered the dark west wing room alone, sat on the table and counted the time, the light of the flashlight flickered weakly and kept flickering. Can be temporarily turned off to save some power.

At this time, he had already unbuckled the belt buckle of the rain boot on his right foot, and as long as he kicked it casually, the desire dance shoe would be exposed.

After a while, the door suddenly opened.

"...Aren't you going to stay with that girl?" Yan Ge raised his head from the phone screen, and saw Li Haobai, who was supposed to be in the same room with Nana, came in carrying a cloth bag that he didn't know where to find.

"I'm afraid." Li Haobai unwrapped the cloth strips on the package, without any expression of fear on his face.

"Then she stays in that room by herself, which may not meet the conditions for two people to share a room."

"I left the lamp to her, two people share a room, the dead are also people."

Yan Ge was speechless, but he didn't say anything to him either. After all, all the current situation is speculation, and he is not confident enough to completely ignore the judgment of an experienced person.

In addition, according to the current situation, the control variable experiment method is also very scientific.

In the first case, according to Mrs. Zhao's request, two people share one lamp and one room.

The second type is one person, one light, one house,

The third type has no lights for two people.

See which one is safe tonight, which one is right.

"The lion dance requires a team of two. It is impossible for you to fight alone. There is a high probability that the living puppet will give priority to the two of us." Li Haobai said.

Knowing that he would find him and come out, Yan Ge couldn't figure out his brain circuit: "... Is your fear selective?"

Li Hao smiled badly, noncommittal, and turned to say: "It's a good idea for you to use the lion's head to get rid of the desire dancing shoes, but although this red shoe has lost most of its threats, it still comes from an orphan. High-grade doll. Even with the dotted lion head, I don’t dare to suppress it. To prevent accidents, I found a musical instrument.”

Yan Ge's arms were pressed against his knees. In the darkness, he didn't need to avoid anything. He leaned slightly, looked at him and asked, "Why didn't you bring your violin this time?"

He has also carefully studied the posters of performer L2. Piano and violin are always indispensable in concerts, and this is exactly his special skill.Maybe after the second movement, his ability is also related to playing.

"Because it's useless." Li Haobai continued to untie the knot on the package, "When I saw that the hunting ground was the Lion Dance Hall, I knew that the dolls were Chinese-style, and they had nothing to do with the violin from the cultural background, so I brought them here. There is no way to control them."

"so?"

"As long as it is a musical instrument that fits the cultural background of the puppet, it is impossible for this lion dance team to have no musical instruments, so I temporarily found a tape of a mishmash of traditional music to learn from."

Yan Ge regained a little confidence in his IQ, at least he wasn't really brainwashing himself with good luck.

"Then what musical instrument did you find?" Yan Ge thought he should have found something reliable, and then he saw him completely open the package, and took out a brass-colored suona from inside.

Li Haobai tapped the suona with his fingers, and said with satisfaction: "This is good. From birth to burial, the tone is domineering. It is a powerful tool to ward off evil. Now you can leave your back to me."

Yan Ge: "...Let me sort out your thoughts. After you taught yourself for a while, you played the suona for the first time, and then you plan to use this to control a hand-made doll?"

Li Haobai nodded: "And you can order songs."

Yan Ge: "..."

Yan Ge: "What you mentioned before is prone to abnormal performance, do you mean mental abnormalities?"

Before Li Haobai could answer him, the wooden door bolt of the west wing room directly opposite them fell to the ground suddenly, and then the door panel was knocked, dun, dun.

The room was silent for a moment, and even breathing was lightened.

Tee, Tee, Tee.

The knocking rang three more times, then stopped, and there was the sound of fingernails and scratching on the door panel.Yan Ge stared, there seemed to be a shadow moving in the crack of the door, as if looking into the crack of the door.

Then, as if they were sure they were in the room, a voice pressed against the door and crept in through the crack of the door.

"Come on..."

"Come on..."

"Come here..."

Li Haobai looked at the door for a while, carefully distinguishing the voice, and said, "This is Mrs. Zhao, how does she know my name?"

Yan Ge glanced at him helplessly, and translated, "I'm not calling you, she's saying—come on."

"Your dialect is very good, have you ever learned it?" After Li Haobai asked, but got no answer, he looked sideways at Yan Ge, and saw him standing up straight in the dark, his eyes were half chaotic and half clear, and he pulled Wearing the rain boots on his right foot, he walked straight over and opened the door.

The door creaked open, and under the thin night, standing in front of the door was not the expected lion, but the old lady Zhao in a large shroud.

She was still the same as the first time we met, but her chest didn't rise and fall, indicating that she wasn't breathing.

It was indeed a moving corpse.

Mrs. Zhao did not enter the room. After she led Yan Ge out, she turned her head to look at Li Haobai quietly, and stretched out her hand towards him. Under the long shroud sleeves, there was a writing brush covered with black oil paint. , as if wanting to hand it to him.

And Li Haobai just stared at her motionlessly.

After about a minute or so, Mrs. Zhao seemed unable to shake Li Haobai, she looked away first, grabbed Yan Ge's wrist with a cold hand, and led him slowly towards Tianshuitang.

Li Haobai didn't say anything, Suona twirled on his hand and followed behind them.

……

The door of Tianshui Hall was opened, but the inside was still dark, and it was not known whether the statue of Guan Gong behind the compartment had come to life.

After stepping over the threshold, a rotten and icy breath penetrated into the limbs and bones instantly.

Mrs. Zhao stood at the door and stuffed the brush with oil paint into Yan Ge's hand, and then Yan Ge walked into Tianshui Hall automatically.

"Are you still awake?" Li Haobai asked casually as they stepped into the hall together, following very closely.

Although Yan Ge's eyes were dull, he was indeed sober, but there was a force around him controlling his actions, and there was an idea in his mind that was trying to manipulate his thoughts, but this mental influence could only touch him in front of the desire dancing shoes. Just like a drop of water in the midday sun, it disappeared quickly.

As long as he earns hard, he can offset this effect.

Yan Ge mainly wanted to see what this old lady Zhao wanted him to do, so he let himself be controlled by the other party and stepped into Tianshui Hall.

He easily threw away the chair that Dai Chengze had worked so hard to pile up on the big wooden box before, and after breaking the rope, Yan Ge lifted the lid of the box, and the lion head with one eye missing was still lying inside.

Yan Ge reached in with the hand holding the pen, and the tip of the pen dangled, as if he was not sure of the strength and could not write for a long time.

At this moment, Li Haobai bent down and pinched his wrist, and directly poked the nib of the pen into the lion's eye roughly. Compared with the exquisite left eye next to him, this stroke looks like a milk tea pearl that has been crushed. The level is pretty rubbish.

Oil paint dripped down the whites of the eyes of the lion's head, like smudged makeup.

The two waited for a while, but they didn't wait for it to show signs of becoming a living creature. After staring at each other for a while, Yan Ge struggled a bit and stood up with difficulty.

"Is it... because of the dotting technique?" Yan Ge couldn't help asking.

"It doesn't make sense." Li Haobai said, "Yesterday's deceased didn't look like he had an artistic temperament either."

At this moment, there was a long sound of wood dragging on the ground outside Tianshui Hall.

Li Haobai went to the door and took a look outside, only to see Mrs. Zhao returned to the east wing of the mortuary at some point, and slowly dragged out a willow armchair, and placed it in the center of the inner courtyard, facing the pile of plum blossoms. Location.

Then she bowed slightly, sat in the chair, put her hands on her knees, like the most patient observer before the singing on the stage.

"Has it started yet..." Li Haobai turned his head to call Yan Ge, but suddenly his eyes sank, and when he turned his head, a huge lion face was stuck behind him. red light.

Yan Ge in the lion head suddenly grabbed Li Haobai's hand, squeezed it tightly and then let go.

Li Haobai glanced at Yan Ge's hand. At this moment, his five fingers were slightly bowed, as if... imitating a lion.

"All right?" he asked.

Yan Ge's voice was a little dull, but still reasonable, and he motioned for him to get inside the lion quilt as well: "You'll know when you come in."

Li Haobai didn't hesitate, and stepped forward to let the lion fall on his head.When the line of sight was dark, there was a loud bang around, and the sound wave of gongs and drums covered the eardrums.

"This is……"

"And plaster like back then..."

Yan Ge stared blankly at the scene in front of him. The silence around him was covered by the mixed applause of gongs and drums. The dilapidated inner courtyard just now was filled with old and young people in long gowns and mandarin jackets. They should not exist in this place. The picture of the times just crashed into my mind with great momentum.

"This... this is the memory of the living puppet."