doll city

"The second musician came from the North,

Searching for water in the sea of ​​sand and picking up waste in dreams.

The mistress' bowels shatter the doors and windows,

The madman's jokes no one recalls..."

At the first glance, the rhythm of the barren accent poured into the ears unexpectedly, and it immediately overwhelmed the human voice in Yan Ge's mouth. At the end of each sentence, the sharp end sound was like the tip of a pen sliding over the eardrum, exploding. The nerve thread eroded rapidly, and weird branches quickly extended out.

Different from the previous passive acceptance of guidance, Yan Ge found that he could accept the sudden music, understand it, adapt to it, and then... perform it.

He opened his eyes and looked at Leon, who was getting more and more confused by Li Ya's performance. His eyes were blood red, and he opened his hands. Two silver pistols fell on his palms, and he made a non-human sound.

"I am... a hero, I defeated you, this is inevitable—"

A breath of death came before his gunshot. After the shot, the bullet had almost no concept of time, as if it had completed a space transition in the time period when humans could not react.

The next moment, Yan Ge heard an abnormal vibrato from the qin strings in Li Ya's hands for a moment.

Hit the heart.

For a moment, Yan Ge remembered those paper figurines who had been shot dead, and opened his mouth slightly.

"Li—"

However, Li Ya just leaned back slightly. The death gun didn't work, but he smiled and raised a little seriousness.

"However, all the 'heroes', at the end, will play a dirge."

As soon as he finished speaking, the heavy piano reverberation in G major suddenly sounded all around, and after the sparks from the muzzle of Leon's gun, he seemed to have entered a scene of pantomime.

His voice, his gunshots, everything in one big symphony.

In Yan Ge's slightly trembling pupils, Li Ya's profile was reflected.

...he alone is like a symphony orchestra.

"Concept expansion-everything dies, this song... I'll give you the name "The Hero Ends Curtain"."

As the last note falls, the hero falls, and the space connects to reality.

Leon lowered his head in this strange confrontation, his eyes were automatically stitched shut again by the thin thread, and he stood there, as if in a deep sleep.

"Yange!"

Xiao Yi's cry came, and Yan Ge realized that his body could move. He rolled his eyes and met the shocked expressions of other people, and found that he saw the movement of muscles and bones caused by each expression of each person, and instinctively I carefully simulated myself in my heart. If I imitate, will I reproduce these perfectly.

Except Li Ya.

The bones made strange noises, Yan Ge broke free from the restraint, and ran two steps towards Li Ya, but soon noticed his strangeness.

It seemed that after he realized that he seemed a little worried about him, his eyes lit up slightly, and then his expression quickly sank, as if he was crumbling and waiting for him to help him.

Yan Ge: "..."

Yan Ge walked straight past him, and said to the people in M82: "Leon was taken care of by him, do you want to take it back?"

He Ming stared blankly at all this, especially Yan Ge, and found that his demeanor was different from before, with a little disappointment on his expression.Walking over to test it out, it was confirmed that Leon had fallen into a deep sleep for the time being. He let out a long breath and said, "Thank you, Mr. Li, this time our skills are not as good as others, and I hope we can have a chance to cooperate next time."

Leon took longer than they thought, and it was past 04:30 in the morning.Perhaps because no one died tonight, the crow did not come to clean up the scene, and the whole Paper Man Alley was filled with a burning smell.

"...I began to doubt whether you are considered a human being now." After the M82 people took Leon away, Yan Ge began to observe around Li Ya. He was undoubtedly pierced by bullets Injury, but the wound was the same as the last time on the roof of the Tingxi Building, the wound healed quickly, and only a little blood flowed.

"After the second level, your first movement skills will become spontaneous, and you don't need to sing them out. Strength increase, teleportation, and self-healing will all become inherent 'attributes', while petrification will turn into spiritual radiation. There is no need to wait until night to take effect."

After Yan Ge was promoted, Li Ya seemed to have less taboos in speaking, and said casually: "But these powers are not as good as 'concept expansion', study your own skills carefully, learn to use them, you can be as strong as me .”

That being said, it's true that the proud look on your face is annoying.

Yan Ge glanced at his bleeding heart and said, "Don't you feel pain?"

"Don't worry, I don't feel 'pain'." Li Ya stopped talking, recalled for a moment, and denied, "I take this back... When you sang just now, I still felt the pain."

Yan Ge: "..."

Li Ya: "It's the first time I've heard someone sing "The Tragedy of the King of Performers" like an original song."

Yan Ge: "..."

Li Ya: "Your voice is obviously pretty nice, but why can you sing so wildly? I've never heard of this kind of singing."

Yan Ge: "I'll tell you a secret."

Li Ya listened attentively.

Yan Ge: "I have never established a concept of mate selection, but today I want to exclude those who engage in music first. Thank you for your help, and hope that we will still maintain a pure business relationship in the future."

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It was almost six o'clock in the morning when we returned to Old China Street, and the exhaustion of the night also came up.

Only Li Ya, who was as energetic as a night owl, lingered all the way, and had to leave for a while when he arrived at Laoci Street, and wanted to go back to get his beloved violin, and then came to join the cohabitation.

"They live in groups," Yan Ge emphasized.

"Again, I think we need to mend the relationship," he said.

Xiao Yi was tortured, she frowned all the way, hesitated to speak several times, and finally told Yan Ge, good boy, don't get too close to the sand sculpture, or you will be infected with the virus.

Yan Ge took it for granted, chatting about the paper man alley, and on the way back, he found that the surrounding environment was a bit strange.

"...Why are the doors of every house open?"

He remembered that when he left, all the houses facing the street were closed. Could it be that Dai Chengze had come to collect supplies?

With such doubts in mind, Yan Ge went back to No. 32 Laoci Street. Before he left, he had given the door god painting to Dai Chengze, so he could only open the door, so he knocked hard on the door.

"Who?!" Dai Chengze's fearful voice came from inside.

Yan Ge felt something was wrong, and immediately said: "It's us, what happened?"

"You are finally back!" Dai Chengze let out a long breath behind the door, gently took off the door god painting, quickly opened the door to let them in, then glanced around Old Porcelain Street, and quickly closed the door, Paste the door god picture.

Yan Ge glanced at Gu Lili who was sitting in the yard with his head drooping, and asked, "Did something happen last night?"

Everything was normal before leaving yesterday. Even if there was a situation, it was only when they went to Paper Man Alley last night.

"...Yesterday you left the door at around five o'clock in the afternoon. I saw that it was still dark, so I searched for some food nearby and came back, and then sealed the door according to your instructions." Dai Chengze talked about yesterday with a look of fear. What happened at night.

After dark last night, Gu Lili was doing her homework in the main hall with a bitter expression while waiting for dinner.

In the middle of writing homework, I suddenly heard a woman crying at the door. She wanted to ask Dai Chengze to see if any stray humans had strayed into the neighborhood, but the English-short beckoning cat who had been accompanying her while doing homework was He stood up suddenly, stared at the direction of the door with narrowed eyes, jumped off the table and squatted behind the door.

Gu Lili's nanny doll only left her once, and that was when she got lost and was picked up by the blue-eyed doll, and was thrown on the road by the little boy in the same car, so they were separated for a while, and then they took care of her almost inseparably.

It was the first time that he had voluntarily left her like this.

Out of curiosity, she followed to the door, and then she heard the crying of the woman outside the door stop, and asked in a very soft tone——

"Is there anyone in the house?"

The woman's voice is very soft and friendly, just like a mother.

Gu Lili felt as if she was being soaked in a hot spring, a nameless hand covered her vigilance, and said involuntarily, "Who are you?"

The woman said happily: "I am a flower girl who makes velvet flowers. I accidentally got lost here. Can you let me in?"

Gu Lili seemed to be bewitched, as soon as he touched the door, he was bounced away by the door god painting on the door, and suddenly regained consciousness.

She hugged the Lucky Cat, and felt that the woman outside the house was not normal. She stepped back and said, "My house is full of people, and there is no room left. If you are in trouble, go to the police uncle."

The woman tried to knock on the door, but it seemed that the door god painting bounced off her hand, and she said in an aggrieved voice, "I just came to look for my A-Lang, are you my A-Lang?"

"I'm still a child!" The woman seemed to have some cognitive impairment, unable to distinguish the difference between a child and an adult man, Gu Lili was terrified, and ran all the way to the kitchen to find Dai Chengze.

Dai Chengze came out with a spatula. He didn't know why at first, but then he also heard the sound of a woman whimpering, accompanied by the sound of scratching.

"A-Lang, A-Lang, is that you? Look at me, look at me..."

The woman scratched at the door, but the most terrifying thing was the door god painting. The thin paper clearly showed a woman's long and pointed fingernails. With her crying, the whole yard trembled, as if the foundation was about to be torn off. Open the same.

Dai Chengze was frightened immediately, and tried to run to the backyard with Gu Lili, but the door god painting protected the entire building, and the windows facing the street in the backyard could not be opened, so he could only pray that the woman would leave quickly.

Fortunately, the orphan-grade components are still trustworthy. After scratching for more than [-] minutes, the woman found that she couldn't break through the yard, and her voice changed from sharp to soft.

"Ah Lang, how much you liked to look at me at that time... You said I was the most beautiful velvet flower in the world..."

"Can you take a look at me, or let me take a look at you?"

Dai Chengze and Gu Lili hid in the house and did not dare to vent their breath. After a while, when there was no movement, they boldly poked their heads out from the door.

"Uncle Dai, is she gone?"

"Should go."

As an adult, Dai Chengze asked Gu Lili to wait in the house. He tried to peek out through the crack of the door, but found that there was no one outside the door. He was relieved when he turned around and saw Gu Lili pointing at Next to the courtyard wall.

He looked up and saw half of a woman's head was exposed on the wall of the yard, and on her head was a delicate velvet flower headdress.

The light-yellow ribbon bird, pink pomegranate flowers, and light green grass leaves are colorful and not vulgar. Pressed on the black hair bun, I think she is a very beautiful woman just by looking at it.

But she made a voice that was chilling to the bone.

"I saw you... Tomorrow night, I will come to you again, but you have to open the door for me."

With a string of laughter like silver bells, she disappeared beyond the wall.

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"...That's how things are." Dai Chengze's face turned ashen, "I thought about it all night and never thought what kind of doll would be like her. I always think it's some kind of female ghost."

"Velvet flower?"

Xiao Yi suddenly remembered what Li Ya had mentioned before about Ciling's live puppets wandering the streets.

In his eyes, the ones worth noting and those with famous titles are above orphans. Based on this keyword, she thought of the "Empress of the Velvet Flower" mentioned by the other party.

"...Orphan grade?" After listening to Xiao Yi's description, Yan Ge was silent for a moment, first checked the time on the phone, and confirmed, "From your description, it can lure people to go to the Opening the door is similar to mind control... in the case of the door god painting, it can also emit spiritual radiation, which is indeed a characteristic of the orphan class."

They're in big trouble.

"This can only be called bad luck." Xiao Yi said, "It's still early, should we change places? Find a car and drive all the way to Tingxi."

"It's a way, but we can't be sure whether it is targeting the house or the people in the house." Yan Ge analyzed it and said, "I chose this place as a stronghold before because I got the inspiration from the Lion Dance Hall. The building is relatively old, and there are all kinds of eaves beasts and town house beasts, if you change to another house, it may not be able to have such a strong defense."

By now, Yan Ge already had some experience.

Well-preserved old houses are the best place for people to stay, followed by hunting grounds that have been raided, and ordinary buildings are the last.In Old Porcelain Street, although the Gu family's courtyard is far inferior to the ancestral house that grandma lived in when she was young, it is already the largest and best preserved in the entire block.

"Then what should we do?" Dai Chengze said worriedly, "If that female ghost comes tonight and the door god painting can't stop her, wouldn't it be—"

"There's another way." Yan Ge looked at the time, it's [-]:[-] in the morning, it's still very early, "You guys wait here, I'll go to Central Park and make an entrustment, please call for experts to come over. "

"You mean?"

"We're here tonight to hunt this 'Velvet Flower Empress'."

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The author has something to say:

Why not go to Lao Li directly?

Ge Ge feels sorry for your injury, Sha Sculpture

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