doll city

Xiao Yi saw many familiar scenes in the chaos.

Buckets of 4B pencil sawdust, bald brushes, dusty plaster statues, fake fruits that look dry, paint boxes that can’t be seen, and the charcoal stains that can hardly be washed The edge of the palm that fell off...

She also saw a lot, sitting on the Mazha, drawing a whole afternoon of figures.

But only a small part of those figures remained. They put down their pens one after another, rushed to the examination room, or put on suits and overalls, and walked to other places.

Art is a lonely road, even Xiao Yi once wanted to give up.

"You are a girl, painting can be a hobby, not a guy who eats." "Mom has already established a relationship. When you are filling in your major, you can learn an accountant so you can find a job." "What are you stubborn? The one next door My sister is a good husband who found her after studying economics, so you go to learn painting? How can you tell us when you ask us to find a blind date for you in the future?"

For so many years, these remarks have been in my ears, but fortunately she persisted and became a famous cartoonist and illustrator in the circle, but she also knew how difficult this road was.

"Do you hate us?" Xiao Yi looked at these paintings, she knew that the creators of these paintings never came back, "We betrayed our dreams."

——Don't be sad, please pass it on for us.

—We just... have something to say to them, no matter how long we wait.

——For so many years, you have worked hard.Draw us again, shall we?

……

"The situation is not very good."

Ma Zhaojun's screams came from a distance, Li Ya snapped his fingers to block the commotion over there, saw Yan Ge dragging the sluggish Xiao Yi to a clean place, took a handful, looked at the liquid in his hands .

It still smelled like blood, but had the color and texture of milk.

"30%." Li Ya said.

Yan Ge wiped his face, and was also worried about Xiao Yi's current state: "Are you talking about how dangerous she is now?"

Li Ya: "I'm talking about the survival rate."

Seeing Yan Ge glaring at him, Li Ya explained: "The wider the range of second-level own skill choices, the stronger the ability, but at the same time, the higher the risk of getting lost, your 'servant' is an ambiguous word, and mental power The foundation is very strong, even if it is like this, it is very difficult to digest..."

The implication is that Xiao Yi's current situation is very bad.

Yan Ge didn't talk nonsense, and said, "Then how to avoid the risk of getting lost?"

"If the scope is narrowed down and the environment is farther away, the survival rate will be higher, and it will be much more stable when it is downgraded from painters to more specific words like painters and painters."

"Isn't that all the same thing?"

"It's not the same. It's like acting. Do you want me to call you a slave or an actor?"

Yan Ge: "..."

Yan Ge: "I'm going to chase that painting and end this hunting ground as soon as possible. Before I come back, I hope she's okay."

Li Ya: "What about me?"

Yan Ge: "Okay, I hope something happens to you."

Seeing Yan Ge leaving, Li Ya turned his head and asked Dai Chengze: "Did I offend him again?"

Dai Chengze glanced at him inexplicably, and just about to say something, he saw Xiao Yi walking towards a picture with straight eyes, the "blood" in her hand was changing colors, on the charcoal-blackened walls smeared.

She is not restoring, but starting to graffiti based on her understanding of the original painting.

During this process, the lines she painted gradually became smoother, and the color matching was bold and harmonious. In just two or three paintings, she didn't even need basic drafts, and she could draw with her hands.

Although they are outsiders, it can be seen that Xiao Yi's painting skills are constantly improving.

"She is this?"

"Shh."

Li Ya sat down on a platform and made a gesture of pressing down. Suddenly, the sound of blood flowing in the surrounding pool and the screams of Ma Zhaojun and others in the distance gradually quieted down.

He took out a harmonica from his pocket, tested the sound, and said to himself:

"Empathy is fine, but don't go with them..."

……

The danger of advancing to the second movement lies in whether you can insist on being a "human being" at the end.

To be more specific, it is to be a real person and not be lost as a mindless tool person.

So they must race against time to end this hunting ground.

"...It's quite well hidden."

Yan Ge jumped onto a platform and finally saw the people of Xianggu.

In the incident just now, only half of the twenty or so of them remained, but to his surprise, Ma Zhaojun was not dead.

I don't know if "Red Eclipse" was suppressed by the sudden color change, the spiritual radiation it emits is much weaker, like a seriously injured leech, grabbing the only red being and desperately sucking blood.

But soon the speed of its erosion gradually stagnated, because at this moment, as a "pharmacist", Lan Kaiyu didn't know what medicine he had given Ma Zhaojun, which turned his entire skin into a similar orange-yellow color.

This effectively reduced the erosion rate of the red erosion, but Ma Zhaojun's body still had many wounds and lost one-third of his blood.

"Vice President, where is that painting?!" After barely saving it, Lan Kaiyu hurriedly leaned into Ma Zhaojun's ear and asked.

Now that "Red Eclipse" has been hit hard, with Ma Zhaojun's "connoisseur" ability, he should be able to quickly find the key painting of the three little girls.

Ma Zhaojun's throat was dry, and he was too hoarse to speak, but in order to save himself, he still released mental radiation, and after a while, he pointed to the wall behind him.

"It's over there—"

He was referring to the third layer above the head.

"You stay and take care of the vice president." Lan Kaiyu glanced at Ma Zhaojun, paused, and took out a pack of pills to distribute, "Everyone eat, and also feed the vice president, Xiao Xu, follow me, Let's go look for paintings on the third floor."

"Then over there—"

Lan Kaiyu knew that they were referring to Yan Ge and the others, and said: "Their team members are advancing to the second level, if she succeeds, it may attract other orphans, and we will... be dead. "

Everyone turned pale, and someone said viciously: "If Boss Yuan and his gang are willing to give guns, how can we be so passive!"

The president of Xianggu is called the "Original Boss". He and his subordinates came from other places. It is not the number of people in the second rank that made their name in this city, but their guns.

As Ciling's underworld, Ma Zhaojun and the others originally had it too, but during the merger, all hot weapons were confiscated by the former boss and the gang, and they had to bow their heads temporarily.

Apart from resentment, they also felt a wave of despair when they thought of the horror of the red eclipse.

"Let's go kill her!"

"How do you do it? Not to mention the guy surnamed Li, but that brat surnamed Yan, have you managed it?" Lan Kaiyu said, "Xiao Xu and I will go to the third floor first, and you will take care of the vice president here. Don't act on your own."

After he finished speaking, he took a young team member and ran to the third floor stairs in the distance.

The corner of the stairs was very dark. When Lan Kaiyu ran in, he made sure that the location was in the blind spot of people outside, so he immediately closed the door, sealed the side of the door with tape, and blocked the door with heavy objects.

"Captain, what are you... doing?" The team member named Xiao Xu was puzzled for a while.

Lan Kaiyu glared at him fiercely: "Idiot, if it wasn't for your sister's sake, I wouldn't take you!"

"what?"

"What I gave them was not a medicine, but a biological toxin solvent, which took effect in about 15 minutes, and using them as a petri dish, the toxin would grow rapidly and poison everyone inside."

Xiao Xu was shocked, and immediately sweated profusely: "You...you want to kill the vice president?"

"I don't want to kill the vice president, I want to kill that woman!" Lan Kaiyu gritted his teeth and said as he walked upstairs, "Who made her advance at this time? If she succeeds, it will be equal to five A second-order... No, there may be a third-order existence, and there is a 10% probability that there will be an orphan-level living doll. I am making two-handed preparations. If I can find the hunting ground within [-] minutes, then I will go back and give it to them. Detoxification, don't tell anyone about this..."

Lan Kaiyu was very irritable, and the moment he turned a corner, a gust of wind rushed towards his face, causing him to instinctively avoid the blow with his head sideways, but Xiao Xu who was behind him was knocked unexpectedly, Completely passed out.

"You are so bad."

Lan Kaiyu's reaction was also very fast, he threw a cloud of purple medicine powder with his backhand, but found that what was sprinkled was just a talking paper man.

"you?!"

"Don't move." Yan Ge, who came to the third floor earlier than him, sat on a chair ten meters away, with the gun in his hand raised to face him, "I don't think my gun is slower than medicine. Put away your potions."

Lan Kaiyu said coldly: "First you robbed our orphan parts for M82, and now you killed our vice president, boy, your small team has grown up with Liang Zi from our Xianggu!"

"Then you suggest that it would be better for me to keep my mouth shut?"

There was a clicking sound, and Lan Kaiyu twitched: "What exactly do you want?"

"Long story short, our team mascot was in the ER, urgently, so now I need to destroy that painting."

Yan Ge stared at him, turned the gun half a circle in his hand, and put away the muzzle.

"Judging from your micro-expression, our purpose should be similar, where is the painting?"

Lan Kaiyu's eyes flashed: "Why should I tell you?"

When he spoke, his eyes subconsciously glanced to the right.

Yan Ge followed his gaze, and as expected, on the right wall, in an inconspicuous corner, hung a painting of three little girls.

"Thank you."

Yan Ge got up and walked under the painting, reaching out his hand to take him down. When he was about ten centimeters away from the painting, he turned around abruptly and saw Lan Kaiyu's sneer.

"What's wrong?" The sneer on Lan Kaiyu's face quickly disappeared, "Is there a problem?"

"There is something wrong with this painting." Yan Ge said, "You have just been able to make two-handed preparations for the people below, and of course you can also make two-handed preparations for the servants. It is not because of your conscience that you bring him up, but because you want him to make preparations for this painting first. Start painting. Now that the servant is knocked out by me, you want me to destroy the painting, right?"

A series of careful thoughts were met by Yan Ge, and Lan Kaiyu said coldly: "So what? If you don't solve this hunting ground within 8 minutes, your teammates will die."

"Your teammate died first, and I can let you jump in line." Yan Ge corrected him, re-pointed the gun at him, and looked at his watch, "You know the information about this hunting ground, but it was caught by "Red Eclipse" in the middle. Out of step, isn't it?"

Lan Kaiyu was silent for three seconds, Yan Ge looked at the time and reminded: "I will give you 3 minutes to tell the story, and then I will judge how to act."

As a veteran, Lan Kaiyu knew that there was nothing to hide, so he said:

"I came here three months later. Before I came here, I was a pharmacist in a clinic. One week before I came to this ghost place, I received three little girls..."

The three little girls were all wearing blue skirts, and they were all art students in a nearby vocational high school.

Lan Kaiyu remembered that one of the girls was Li Xiaoxia. She dragged two female classmates who were also disheveled to the clinic to prescribe blocking medicine.

As soon as he took the blocking medicine and looked at the girl's condition, he knew what might have happened.

At that time, he vaguely remembered that girl named Li Xiaoxia said angrily——

"Why are you so stupid! Who is that surnamed Ke! He said he asked you to collect the demolition money for Grandpa Chen?!"

The remaining two girls just hugged each other and cried, they said in despair: "We were photographed... It's over, it's over, this life is ruined..."

The blue dresses they were wearing were originally bought for graduation photos. When they came to the art museum and wanted to say goodbye to the old curator, they did not see old man Chen. Ke Manager of China Real Estate.

——Old Chen, I know, he was hospitalized two days ago, and he didn't even receive the demolition money.

——With his little pension, there is not enough to eat, so how can it be enough to take medicine.How about you go with me and bring him the demolition funds?

——Old Chen has always regarded you as his own granddaughters, isn't he unwilling to do such a thing...

Only the girl named Li Xiaoxia, although her eyes were moist, but she still pouted, said: "Don't cry! Why should we be ruined here! Didn't we make an appointment to find a job together after graduation, and go to a better university for further study together?" , hold an art exhibition together? I'm going to call the police..."

But the other two girls tried their best to stop them. They were born in a feudal family. If they call the police and let their parents know, it will really be over.

"Then tomorrow I...I'll go to Manager Ke to argue, at least get your photos back..."

"I, let's go together."

The land around here is very messy, even if there is something that has nothing to do with Lan Kaiyu, he didn't pay much attention to it after hearing it, and after waiting for three days, he heard the news from the doctor in the clinic.

"Recently, Ciling has become more and more chaotic. Three more girls died in the suburbs yesterday. One girl died so badly that her eyes were blinded by cigarette butts..."

……

For living puppets, killing their Creator is equivalent to killing the person they love most.

"...I didn't remember it at first, but after recalling the details, I realized that this hunting ground is probably related to Manager Ke."

"..."

Lan Kaiyu went on to say: "The living doll has a direct relationship with the Creator, so I wanted to kill that surnamed Ke from the beginning, but unfortunately... the living doll doesn't seem to be satisfied."

Manager Ke's death was too cheap, and the living doll is not satisfied?

After hearing what Manager Ke did after he survived, Yan Ge felt that way in his heart, but when he thought about it carefully, there was something wrong.

From the beginning to now, the oil paintings of the three little girls have been running away. Why did they run away?

Moreover, now it seems that it is not enough to find the right ones. I feel that even if I touch them now, "Red Eclipse" will still appear.

It's almost like a second personality derived from a patient with traumatic stress disorder for self-protection.

"There are still 5 minutes left." Lan Kaiyu said, "I don't care if you want to procrastinate, anyway, the bottom will soon become a gas chamber—"

"I see."

Yan Ge said suddenly.

"what?"

"They..." Yan Ge's voice became serious, "They don't want men to touch them."

That is the existence that brought them all the harm.

"Men?" Lan Kaiyu felt absurd. Thinking of the personnel composition of this hunting ground, he suddenly said angrily, "The live puppets in this hunting ground want us all to die here! Are they afraid of men? Ha, why aren't they afraid of their father and ancestors? ?”

The only woman in this hunting ground is advancing to the second rank, it is impossible to come here, where can I find a woman?

"Hey, just give up, the old rules, only the living have the right to speak. Your team members are poor fortune-tellers, why don't you go back to Xianggu with me, that's how I got in at the time..."

Lan Kaiyu had given up struggling, and was about to persuade Yan Ge to recognize the reality, when he suddenly saw him stretch out his hands, slowly but firmly holding the sides of the picture frame.

"you……"

Yan Ge raised his chin with a soft expression and a soft voice. Suddenly, people mistakenly saw a girl with a soft personality.

"Don't be afraid, I will take you away."

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The author has something to say:

Actors can play anything!

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I'm sorry I've been googling for two days, the overtime work on New Year's Day is finally over~