doll city

"Singing on the stage and listening to it off the stage, red and white weddings must be green. Where are the gongs and drums in those days, and the barren buildings and grass are waiting for the finishing touch..."

When Yan Ge stepped onto the ninth floor plum blossom pile, a slight change occurred in the Lion Dance Hall, the withered lanterns lit up, and the doors of Tianshui Hall, the east and west side rooms, and the wing rooms opened one by one. The sound of a heavy wooden door opening from the front yard was heard.

"Is this the end?" Dai Chengze asked cautiously.

"It's not over yet." Li Haobai looked up at the lion shadow on the plum blossom pile, and said, "Dotting the eyes is just a process. To complete the 'Wake the Lion', you need to pick green."

Picking greens, the most important part of the lion dance, normally picking greens requires a person to guide and hang the "greens" on a high place, and the lion dancer will stand upright on a human ladder and use the lion's head to pull the "greens".

However, the southern lions of the Zhao family are different. In the Republic of China, this link was called "two lions fighting green", requiring two lions to fight each other on the plum blossom piles, because the plum blossom piles of the Zhao family are higher than ordinary piles. From a distance of three feet, the two lions seem to be pacing in the air, flying and fighting each other. The exquisite skills are difficult to describe in writing.

This is shown in all the hanging paintings in the Lion Dance Hall. Out of the professionalism of folklore scholars, Dai Chengze immediately thought of this section.

"The Zhao family's green picking is called 'Two Lions Fight Green', but now we only have one lion, how can we do it?"

As soon as Dai Chengze finished speaking, a shadow suddenly covered his shadow.

He raised his head, and the dust mixed with stones and broken porcelain skins fluttered off his face. Under the sudden radiation of great spirit, he held his head and saw a huge valiant figure silently landed in front of the piles.

"It's the porcelain lion at the gate!"

Either they couldn't bear the mental radiation, or they sensed the imminent danger in advance, everyone was backing away, only Li Haobai was still standing there: "They are part of the Lion Dance Hall, and it is impossible not to end."

Cao Zhi, who was next to him, was startled, and pointed at the porcelain lion puppet that suddenly appeared with trembling fingers: "We...we want to fight this handmade one?!"

"It's not us fighting, it's fighting with old lady Zhao's lion." Li Haobai stared at it for a while, then said to Dai Chengze, "Go and move out the big drum in the corner of the room in the East Wing."

Dai Chengze: "Ah? What's the use?"

"The suona is out of tune, change the drum."

Dai Chengze didn't quite understand, but when Li Haobai said he wanted it, he didn't dare to object too much. He carefully turned around from the east wing and dragged out a big drum that was as wide as an arm.

Li Haobai swept the dust accumulated on the drum surface, threw the drumstick, and as the two lions met their eyes, he knocked down the lion fighting drum just right.

"Boom!"

Yan Ge on the pile array jumped up to avoid a claw attack from the porcelain lion, and then the lion above his head raised his upper body high, looking straight at the opposite porcelain lion with black and golden eyes.

The ceramic lion was two meters tall when it straightened up. Its sharp teeth reflected the cold light of the night. When it was perched on the top of the stake, its round red eyes ooze murderous intent.The strength under the claws was so strong that even the wooden stake faintly made the sound of falling apart.

In contrast, the lion head on Yan Ge's side looks a bit weaker. After several observations, probing, and attempts to enter, he was almost scratched off the plum blossom pile by the paw of the ceramic lion, and soon retreated to the third shortest wooden pile. on the pile.

One more step back and you will fall down.

Dai Chengze held the broom in his arms and watched the battle anxiously, but he was inexplicably fascinated by it.

Since stepping on the plum blossom pile, the spiritual radiation given by the ceramic lion has not been so heavy. It seems to have determined that the opponent on the other side of the plum blossom pile is its opponent.

The wooden stake is narrow, and the ceramic lion's feet are not stable. It seems that it is about to fall, but it can always rely on its powerful force to stabilize it.

"...If you can't hit it once, it's over if you get hit." Yan Ge thought half-consciously, exerting his body functions to the extreme, frantically absorbing the lion dance skills bestowed by the lion head.

But even so, it is hard to resist the strength of the ceramic lion. After several dangerous pounces, Yan Ge has been forced to the plum blossom pile in the second quarter. Although Xiao Yi, who is the second half, did not face the ceramic lion head-on, she Without the strength-type abilities such as Senjia, following behind Yan Ge, his limbs trembled, and his physical strength was visibly approaching exhaustion.

Soon, she stepped on the air with both feet, and when she was about to fall off the wooden stake, suddenly there was a loud drumbeat, and the lion's head was so powerful that she flipped over in the air. Desire dance shoes.

At this moment, the ferocious spiritual radiation of Desire Dance Shoes was fully released, and with Yan Gekuo's tremendous strength, he kicked the ceramic lion's neck heavily. With a click, the crystal-like surface of Desire Dance Shoes cracked Out of the cracks.

It's now!

With the help of the dance shoes, Yan Ge broke free from the control of the lion's head in an instant, pulled off the gradually shattering desire dance shoes and threw them into the gate of Tianshui Hall.

This side was kicked by Yu Wei, an orphan of the Desire Dance Shoes, which made the ceramic lion's already unstable figure step on the air, overturned, and fell heavily on the ground.

"Uncle Yuan! Do it!"

At this time, Uncle Yuan from Jungle No. 1 gathered all his strength and took the opportunity to throw an ax at the porcelain lion.The heavy ax spun out several times in the air, and accurately cut into the ceramic lion's right eye.

"Okay!" After applauding uncontrollably, Dai Chengze was stunned for a moment, and found himself fascinated by the sight. He quickly shook his head to wake up, and turned to ask Li Haobai who had stopped beating the drum.

"I, what can I do?"

When the ceramic lion landed on the ground, Li Haobai clicked there and said, "No hurry, wait a little longer, it's almost time for 'Qing' to show up."

Over there, Cao Zhi and Cao Zhi were very excited when they saw an ax hit the ceramic lion: "Nana! Petrify it!"

Nana, who had almost recovered her sanity this morning, was pale and was pushed by Cao Zhi. She gritted her teeth and cast petrification on the ceramic lion.

"Hydra stares in the night..."

The ceramic lion scratched off the ax that split its forehead with one paw, swayed its body and glared at Nana, but it happened to meet Nana's eyes. Strange noise.

After leapfrogging, Xu Dela petrochemically controlled a handmade doll. Nana's eyes were dark at the time, and she half knelt on the ground panting: "I... can't hold on for too long..."

"Don't let it go! I'm coming!" Cao Zhi looked ecstatic, and moved behind the lion in an instant, raised the ax that came with him, and chopped down the red-eyed puppet's vital point—the eyes.

"Master! Behind you!" Uncle Yuan suddenly yelled.

Cao Zhi froze, and a great fear descended on his whole body, pressing his whole body as if buried at the bottom of a well by a sticky wax liquid, and even his breathing was blocked in the lung cavity.

He looked in horror at a majestic shadow behind him accompanied by the rough sound of the long knife being dragged on the ground. The next moment, the wind of the knife brushed against his shoulder, and there was only time to see a thin piece of brass shine. , the petrified ceramic lion on the ground shook slightly, and its ferocious head rolled from the middle of the plum blossom piles all the way to the feet of Mrs. Zhao.

... Two lions fight green, the loser dies.

"Would living and living puppets kill each other..." Dai Chengze sat on the ground involuntarily at this moment, with goosebumps all over his body, staring blankly at the statue of Guan Gong who came out of Tianshui Hall.

"...they can't understand the concept of 'death'. For them, it's just a simple smashing and dismantling, which is what humans have been doing to them."

Li Haobai murmured in a low voice, and looked down at the ceramic lion head that was slowly losing its luster. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he stepped forward and walked in front of Mrs. Zhao.

"Please forgive me, old lady." After he finished speaking, he lifted old lady Zhao's body up, and then reached into the back of the collar of her wide shroud. After groping for a moment, his face showed a dazed expression.

"what happened?"

"I just said why it's so weird, the body of the deceased will never move by itself, unless it is possessed by a living puppet."

The next moment, with a slight click, Li Haobai dragged out a small ceramic lion from the old lady Zhao's shroud that almost bit off his fingers.

The lion's body was emerald-like dark blue, but its eyes were red. It viciously bit Li Haobai's fingers, and the piercing sound of ceramic rubbing came out of its throat.

"You, don't you hurt?" Seeing the blood on Li Haobai's hand almost flowing from the corner of the little lion's mouth, Dai Chengze was dumbfounded.

"It's quite fierce." Li Haobai shook his free hand, opened the little lion's mouth little by little, raised his head and said to Yan Ge on the plum blossom pile, "Yange, go on."

The little cyan lion drew a perfect arc in the air, and on the plum blossom pile, which symbolized the last lion dance of the Zhao family, suddenly flew up from Yan Ge and Xiao Yi, and grabbed the flying little lion in one bite.

The dim light in its eyes brightened up, swaying its body, excitedly got down from the plum blossom pile, and approached Mrs. Zhao, who was slumped in the armchair, as if offering a treasure.

The old lady Zhao lowered her head, her skin was gray and her body was stiff and cold. Without the support of the living doll, she still returned to the way the deceased should have been.

But the lion didn't understand, it still surrounded her, and from time to time it used its furry head to arch her hand.

—Look, this is the lion dance, which is your favorite.

A familiar rustling sound came, and everyone in the Lion Awakening Hall suddenly felt strange, and raised their heads one after another. The fog in the night sky surged irregularly, and crows flew down like the incarnation of the night, and landed in the Lion Awakening Hall inside.

Half of them flew to the backyard to grab the sacrificial man in Jungle No. 1 and took them away, while the other half stayed on the eaves and tiles, looking quietly at the old lady Zhao in the middle of the yard with blood red eyes.

They want to take her.

As if realizing this fact, the lion turned his head suddenly, bent down, looked at the crows with red eyes, and made a gesture of preparing to bite.

"Is this over?" Dai Chengze asked tremblingly.

"The crow is here, it's really over." Cao Zhi ran away from the statue of Guan Gong on the other side of the pile, panting, "Why don't you leave?"

"Because it is still unwilling to accept the invitation." With a soft landing sound, Yan Ge helped Xiao Yi, who was as tired as a dog, get off the plum blossom pile, stroked her sweaty hair, and took out her own The crumpled invitation was approached in front of the lion's head, but it was unwilling to accept it, and still stubbornly guarded Mrs. Zhao.

"Old lady Zhao is still here, it still has a wish to fulfill."

When Cao Zhi heard this, he took it for granted, "Then let the crow take this old woman away?"

In this city, the corpses taken away by the crows will be disposed of, according to the way of living puppets, without redundant human rituals, all smashed...or disassembled.

After Cao Zhi finished speaking, he was ready to throw Mrs. Zhao to the crows, but when he touched Mrs. Zhao, the back of her head was hit by cold metal.

"Try to move her, I'll let you get on the crow flight first." Yan Ge's cold voice came over.

Cao Zhi said viciously: "Are you fucking sick or fake?! How can we leave the hunting ground if we don't deal with this old lady?!"

In the silence, Li Haobai walked over, knelt down half-kneeled, and watched her humming a little tune in a low voice beside Mrs. Zhao.

"Singing on the stage and listening to it off the stage, red and white weddings must be green... The old gongs and drums are still there... The desolate building and the lion's eyes have been crowned..."

The long and clear singing stopped slowly, but the old lady Zhao opened her dry eyes, sat up slowly, raised her hand and stroked the lion's furry head slowly, and opened her mouth, but Li Haobai was standing next to her without a word. He imitated the old lady Zhao's old voice without any violation.

"This is... the best lion dance I've ever seen (this is the best lion dance I've ever seen)."

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The author has something to say:

Sorry for the late update when I just got home today, the car broke down on the road.

The travel vacation is over, come back and continue to save some drafts

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I have not mentioned the information about Li Haobai. The previous article has almost explained the background, although it is not very complete.

【Currently available information】

Li Ya (self-proclaimed Li Haobai)

Real occupation: performer, everyone has heard his songs, but he always appears on the scene with paint makeup that his mother doesn't recognize, so that the public is not familiar with the superstar.

Skills that I already know: 1. Proficient in all musical instruments, those who are not proficient can learn on the spot

2. Perfect onomatopoeia (you can imitate the tones of everyone you have heard)

Note:

There is a reason for not mentioning his real name, and his ability is not exorcising corpses, which will be brought out later.

pps. Yan Ge respects kind old people (especially grandmas) very much. If someone beats an old man in front of him, he will beat them to death.