doll city

32 Old China Street.

A woman in Tang suit with black and shiny hair is leaning in front of the black willow gate of this house. On her head is a colorful ribbon bird Fushousanduo velvet flower. The only thing that makes people tremble is that her eye sockets are empty, and there is only a faint red light deep in the frozen blood scab.

"Let me see you, let me see you..." Her lips opened and closed, and her long, pointed nails, dyed with impatiens, hit the door with the force that could easily cut a person's throat Scratching all at once.

The nails didn't actually touch the courtyard door. The absolute defense from the door god's painting formed an invisible iron wall, which was sawing each other with her nails, and clusters of sparks burst out from time to time between her fingertips.

"Didn't you say that I'm the prettiest in the world? I've been looking for a long time to find such a beautiful hair to complement me... I dressed up specially, it's the color you like, look at me... ...look at me..."

Empress Ronghua suddenly raised her head in the direction of the source of the sound.

"Hi~beauty, are you lost?"

The puppet is already weird enough, but the figure on the top of the wall next to it is even weirder, with a big smiling face outlined on the lips by red oil paint on the face, standing on the wall with a strange sense of balance, seeing the velvet flower lady turn her head, said with a smile——

"Do you need me to take you home, the kind from my hometown."

While he was speaking frivolous words, the muzzle of the gun had already fired a gunshot, aiming at Empress Ronghua's forehead.

Empress Ronghua took a step back, stretched out her hand to touch the center of her eyebrows, a bullet about a centimeter stuck in it, her eyes widened, and she opened her mouth with a sharp howl.

"what!!!!"

The shrill cry was accompanied by the spiritual radiation like a sharp knife, and Yan Ge immediately used [Ghost of the Ancestors] to flash back to the courtyard. Even so, the eardrums still felt a sharp pain.

"Hiss~" Yan Ge tilted his head, let the blood flow out of his ears, and smiled at Tang Yuan, "It's so exciting."

"It's just for collecting information, can't you play a normal role?"

Tang Yuan complained, and he roughly judged in his heart that the reason why Yan Ge chose the role of a lunatic like Joker was probably because this character was immune to a considerable part of the spiritual radiation of high-level live puppets, and he also passed this wave of trial and judgment Out of the attack mode of the velvet flower empress.

"It should not be good at melee combat... Oh, I must emphasize, it is not good at compared to other orphans of the same level, not compared to us humans. The most frightening thing is that its mental radiation is extremely powerful, and it will Shock waves are formed through sound, if it is an ordinary person, just now, his brain will be stuffed into a most high-end juicer, and he can suck it out with a straw."

Xiao Yi's voice came from the room: "More than that, it should also have a corresponding 'rage' mechanism, and its power will increase to varying degrees with its emotional fluctuations. If you keep provoking it, it is estimated that it will be destroyed within 10 minutes. inside, and it will scratch through the door."

"That's right, that's it..." Tang Yuan turned his head, "Hey miss, your analytical skills are not bad."

Xiao Yi covered her ears and poked her head out of the room: "I didn't say this, it was written by Lao Li's cousin. He suddenly wanted to speak, so I read it out."

As she said that, she threw away the booklet and gave it to Yan Ge.

Yan Ge took it in a smooth manner, turned around on the spot, sat on the chair crookedly and turned it over.

I saw Yi Ziang wrote in his pocketbook:

To make a long story short, all living puppets, after reaching the orphan level, as long as they don't look like a "fragile product", they are not unsolvable.In view of the characteristics of this velvet flower empress, the angrier she gets, the more violent she is, so be sure to do it before you are sure of killing her with one blow!Don't touch its velvet body!Attack order - attack the corpse it parasitizes first!

In the short confrontation just now, Empress Ronghua showed great importance to her beauty. If she couldn't kill it immediately, it would immediately go berserk to a very terrifying level.

"...This is a strategy?"

Negotiation experts are good at collecting intelligence on the spot, but Tang Yuan lacks the ability to directly make strategies on the spot based on the existing information.

Yan Ge didn't intend to explain too much about Yi Ziang's situation to Tang Yuan, so he closed his account and said to himself, "The stronger the mood swings, the stronger the power? Are you trying to feed her euthanasia?"

"Or change your mind and try to make the parasitic body of the velvet flower lose its mobility." Tang Yuan said, "I just observed all the way, there are many kinds of old shops on this street, and one of them makes ginger candy. I smell a smell of boiled ginger The taste of sugar, there should be syrup available, if I can lure her there, I will have a way to restrain her."

Yan Ge drew a few circles in the air with his fingers, as if his eyes could not be fixed on a certain focus, he said, "You want to be a sugar man?"

"If you want to say that the hardness of the candy is not enough." Tang Yuan pointed to his tongue, and then said confidently, "Animated, inanimate, thoughtful, inorganic...their attributes You can talk about it, as long as you give me enough time."

While he was speaking, Yan Ge had already drawn Xiao Yi's paintbrush on his wrist to draw a watch, tapped it, grinned and said, "3 minutes."

……

Five minutes later, a little paper man squeezed out through the crack of the door.

It has exquisite features and is only as big as a palm. After squeezing through the crack of the door, it slipped out from the feet of the Empress Ronghua who was still trying to open the crack of the door, and went straight to the street.

When she reached the middle of the street, Empress Ronghua turned her head and screamed at the little paper figurine. The next second, the little paper figurine shook, and its head exploded into a cluster of confetti.

"Ah Lang, it's not yet dawn...it's so cold outside, can you let me in?" Rong Hua whispered softly, but her nails suddenly broke through the defense of the door god's painting and touched the wooden door panel.

The century-old willow door panel is like paper to her.

The corners of Empress Ronghua's mouth were raised, revealing a mouthful of fine white teeth. She took out a small bronze mirror from her bosom, raised it to the top of her head, and straightened her shiny black hair. Then she stood up and straightened her red dress. Opened the gate to the yard.

"Ah Lang, are you here?"

As soon as the door opened less than a foot away, she couldn't hide her eagerness and stuck her head in, but the next moment, the door panels on both sides suddenly closed, and the door god's painting was slapped on the door again. A hill clamped around the neck of Empress Ronghua.

"you--"

Empress Ronghua turned her head 180 degrees upwards, facing a crazy smiling face with a ferocious expression.

"You are already a mature puppet, end a period of unrequited love, forget about your ordinary Alang, and think about other better men." The clown squeezed out of the door like a fish, laughing. Running to Old China Street, "For example, me~"

——To irritate her, you can call her ugly, or insult her loyalty to love.

——A man can't say the word ugly to a lady, let alone insult it. This is demeanor.

--so?

——I will confess and fall in love with her. I believe this relationship will last... well, for about 3 minutes.

"You! Despicable! Frivolous . . . libertine!"

The Ronghua Empress was really enraged, she grabbed the door panel and tried to get her stuck head back out, the incredible force dislocated her jaw, revealing patches of corpse spots under the scraped off powder.

The red light in her eye sockets became even brighter, and a terrifying force that seemed to tear down the entire door frame poured out from her hands. With a strange click, she broke free from the blockade of the door god painting, and then moved towards Yan Ge, who had already run 100 meters away, chased after him furiously.

"...An orphan is an orphan. Even if there is a door god painting, it will be scratched sooner or later." Negotiation expert Tang Yuan saw that Ronghua Empress had left, and hurriedly opened the door to chase after her, and said to the people behind him, "Until dawn, Don't even open the door."

After saying that, he muttered to himself for a while, and suddenly his feet seemed to be blown by the wind, and he quickly chased in the direction of Empress Ronghua.

……

Yan Ge ran almost in a straight line to the end of Old Porcelain Street.

He is very familiar with this road. If it was in the real world, the store owners on the left and right would greet him cordially when they saw him, but now even if he greets him, those who respond will only talk about various activities from the various shops. I.

"I'm going to tie up your... meat with copper wire and cut it into a red flower..."

The Ronghua Empress chased closer and closer, her fatal words mixed with her teeth, but fragments fell from her dislocated mouth, and her mental radiation was like throwing knives towards Yan Ge's back.

50 meters... 30 meters...

The mental radiation on the back was like a needle prick. Although most of them were immune to it, they could still feel the glow on their backs.At the juncture of life and death, Yan Ge suddenly stopped his steps, uttered the tone of "hush", and then plunged into a shop.

"Nearly ran over."

After speaking, he disappeared into the dark ginger candy shop.

Empress Ronghua stopped in front of the shop. She hugged her head, "clicked" and moved the broken jaw and cervical spine back to its proper position, and then stepped into the shop.

"Do you know how velvet flowers are made?"

"It is to use high-quality silk thread, split the silk, brush it smooth, and twist it tightly with copper wire..."

"I will definitely deal with you well, you should be able to cut beautiful velvet strips with your meat..."

She spoke vaguely, and walked to a door, through which she seemed to sense a very obvious spiritual radiation.

The Ronghua Empress gave a ferocious laugh, and with her five claws like hooks, she easily grabbed a hole in the wooden door, reached in and took out something, and took it out...it was a blood-red crystal dancing shoe.

At this moment, the powerful radiation circle built by her spiritual radiation like a chariot was instantly exploded.

"what!!!!"

Her facial features bled instantly, and she sat down on her knees holding her expanding head.

At the same time, the door was kicked open, and a pot of melted syrup was poured down.

"I am going to kill you--"

The red syrup was poured all over Empress Ronghua. She didn't feel any pain, and she was smoking all over. When she twisted her body, her sharp nails scratched at Yan Ge.

"Are you inviting me to dance?" Yan Ge leaned back almost 90 degrees, his sharp fingers brushed against his cheek, leaving a small bloodstain.

"Good-rough-teaching method." He commented, attracting the hatred of Empress Ronghua, moving left and right, and after a while, Tang Yuan came.

"Sugar is a wonderful product, not only the favorite of children, but also has both hardness and toughness. It is the sweetest lie and the sharpest dagger..."

Tang Yuan's voice came in, his words carried some kind of strange power, the Ronghua Empress kept struggling, but the more she moved, the tighter the sugar thread became, and it kept cooling down, like a silk cocoon, in a kind of Unimaginable toughness and hardness bound her.

Yan Ge moved his fingers, and shook his head again to let the blood flow from his ears. After feeling that Empress Ronghua's spiritual radiation field was blown up by the desire dance shoes, he approached on tiptoe and tilted his head to look for it. At a suitable angle, stretch out your finger.

Three, two, one.

After the countdown was over, Tang Yuan had a thought, and let go of the hardening added to the sugar silk on the head of the Ronghua Empress. At this moment, Yan Ge directly took off her severed head from her neck.

"Go, let's go! Just wait until the strength of the trunk is exhausted." Tang Yuan saw the headless body of Empress Ronghua chasing after him, and ran away.

Before leaving, Yan Ge didn't forget to put the desire dance shoes that had been damaged again into his pocket, and then ran out holding the velvet flowered head. Along the way, he found a lot of spices falling from the broken neck.

No wonder the corpse didn't smell bad at all. It turned out that Ronghua had treated the corpse with spices in order to keep it beautiful.

It's cruel.

Normal people would feel scared, but now Yan Ge was not only not afraid, he even jumped around and looked back at the more clumsy corpse behind him, laughing loudly.

Tang Yuan frowned: "Are you okay?"

"You are very charming tonight! Ma'am!" Yan Ge suddenly stopped, tilted his head, avoiding the ribbon bird down flower that was trying to get stuck in his skull, "But I'm sorry, after I know more about it, I will found us inappropriate."

Ribbon bird velvet flapped its wings and flew into the sky. There were still some broken sugar on its wings, which made the movement much more cumbersome. It screamed and swooped down to kill Yange, but at the same time, it also revealed its Under the abdomen, there is a small portrait of a woman surrounded by pearls.

"That's its real eye!"

Tang Yuan's eyes narrowed, and he opened his mouth and said, "Velvet flowers are just jewelry, and jewelry doesn't have the ability to fly."

The ribbon bird's flight faltered, and it slid down. Yan Ge seized the opportunity to raise the muzzle of the gun and fired two bursts, one of which broke its wing.

It screamed again, finally realizing that its life was in danger, and when it was about to flee to the side, Tang Yuan spoke again.

"Humans and human beings will have love, and you are just a beautiful creation. He will admire your beauty, but he will never love you, until he dies."

The Ribbon Bird froze in the air. This sentence seemed to be more serious than all the previous injuries.

"Why, he won't love me?"

The clown, whose expression gradually became cold, came over, raised the military thorn in his hand, and stabbed down at the small portrait of a dazed woman in the ribbon bird's abdomen.

"Because you're not 'she', you're just 'it', human beings are that cruel."