doll city

"Bonsoir~! Let's present the most perfect drama for the princess' wedding together!"

Xiao Yi subconsciously raised her Zilong Zaishi mop, and Li Haobai reminded her next door: "It's green, don't be so nervous."

Take a closer look, the face of this Molière plaster statue has a faint emerald-like green light shining from its pupils, and at the same time it appeared, two living corpses outside the door fell to the ground with two bangs, and the entire teaching building The disturbing and sinister atmosphere in the movie also disappeared at this moment.

"Then, smart messenger, as a reward, in addition to the singer's singing, I can also answer a question for each of you. Please try to be as fast as possible, I don't want to delay tonight's parade."

After it finished speaking, a ray of light flew into Yan Ge's left eye, as if he killed those wooden models a few hours ago, that ethereal singing voice appeared in his mind again unexpectedly.

【…Hydra stares in the dark night】

The same lyric is different from when it was petrified by Dong Li. The moment the lyric ended, Yan Ge obviously felt as if he had collected a piece of a puzzle, and at the same time he fully understood the newly acquired skills.

... petrifying all targets I see?It can only be used at night...the darker it is, the longer it takes to petrify...

On the other side, Xiao Yi hurriedly asked what she wanted to know: "How can we return to our own real world?"

Molière replied: "Dear children, this is your illusion, but it is our reality. You can pass through the foggy wall of the border, but the King of Performers will not accept guests who withdraw rudely."

After finishing speaking, it turned to Yan Ge: "What about you?"

After Yan Ge digested the newly acquired skills, he was still worried about Gu Lili in his heart, and said, "You really won't hurt all... children under the age of 12?"

Molière seemed to be able to read Yan Ge's heart, and the plaster face showed a smile: "The child's power is amazing, even rivaling our king. As long as her heart is pure and flawless, no living puppet will have the heart to hurt her."

"It's true, my cousin is in high school, and he is still being taken care of as a child." Li Hao said badly.

In fact, he didn't need to say this sentence, he thought it was a deliberate reminder.Yan Ge was taken aback for a moment, then whispered to him, "Thank you."

"Then, it's my turn." Li Haobai's frivolous and casual tone suddenly stopped, as if it had been lowered eight times, and he opened his mouth, even with a slight murderous intent, "How do we kill King Ling?"

Yan Ge and Xiao Yi didn't understand why, but Molière's expression became angry, but he still answered his question.

"What a disrespectful lunatic! King Ling was born from the raging fire. He is eternal and invincible. He is the prayer of all spirits. You will never be able to destroy him... The only thing that can kill him is the princess' tears."

"Where is the princess?"

"Your questions are over, and it's time for the parade. If there is a chance, see you at the princess' wedding." After Molière finished speaking, he disappeared into the art room.

"I will always find the princess."

Li Haobai turned around, opened the door to remove the corpse blocking the door, and entered the archive room opposite.

Xiao Yi's mind was confused, and she wanted to ask something, but there was a grunt in her stomach.

"I suggest, let's go to the dormitory building at the back to find something to eat, and go to the rooftop to watch tonight's parade." Xiao Yi, who was also clutching her stomach, suggested.

Yan Ge looked at the corpses on the ground: "What about them?"

"If you can't keep them, even if you bury them, the crows will dig them out and take them away. You'll know in a while."

……

12:30 midnight.

The dormitory building of the No. [-] Middle School is on the east side of the campus facing the street. Compared with Yan Ge's memory, the dormitory building is much newer. There is a new boiler room between the buildings, but because no one is working, there is no hot water.

After easily unscrewing the door, there was no one inside as expected, but fortunately, I was able to sleep well.

At this time, even Yan Ge was exhausted, and he didn't care about other things. He found a lot of electric kettles and pots that seemed to be confiscated from the student dormitory from the dormitory room, and carried them to the rooftop.

Xiao Yi was already there when he arrived. Seeing him coming, she threw a bottle of AD calcium milk to him, and she took four bottles on a board without opening them, and tied four in one go. Straw, hold and drink directly.

"I only found this. Don't say you haven't drunk it in so many years. It's quite delicious."

Boil the water, below, when the flavor of the seasoning package engraved in the young man's genes surged away from the boiling pot, Yan Ge's tense nerves involuntarily relaxed.

Xiao Yi slurped the noodles, and praised Yan Ge's good craftsmanship, and the heat was so soft and hard. After eating two bowls in one go, she found that Yan Ge was a bit overwhelmed, and asked: "Do you feel that the amount of information is too large, and it's a bit difficult to digest. no?"

"A little bit." Yan Ge said.

"I now hope that when I wake up tomorrow morning, I will find that I am still in my bed. Even if my mother comes to lift the covers at 7 o'clock, I will still give her a big hug." Xiao Yi sighed and asked again , "By the way, you have been saying that a child in your family is lost. What does she look like?"

Hearing this, Yan Ge took out his wallet and pointed to the little girl in the middle of the family photo in the wallet: "...This was taken last year. The kid is growing fast, and now it's about as high as my waist."

"Oh." Xiao Yi took it over and took a closer look, and took a photo with her mobile phone to save it in case she would forget it later. When she recognized the person, she suddenly adjusted her glasses and gave a low wow, "The one sitting next to the old lady in front Is this your brother? The temperament is too good."

Yan Ge: "..."

Yan Ge: "That's my dad."

Xiao Yi: "I'm sorry for my blind eyes. I thought you were as handsome as Zhou Lang reincarnated. After seeing your father, I realized that you have excellent genes. Which one is your mother? This beautiful aunt in fur?"

Yan Ge put away his wallet and said, "That's my second aunt, my mother left early, and I was brought up by my grandma."

Xiao Yi's eating speed slowed down: "Oh... I'm sorry."

Yan Ge shook his head and said it was okay: "I was one or two years old at that time, so I don't have much memory."

Xiao Yi looked at Yan Ge with affection and affection: "Then your tutor is really good. Although I quarrel with my parents every day at home, and I even have a scumbag, but after all, my parents are still there. When I go out, I will take care of you." Tell them clearly, get married, and I will provide them with retirement for the rest of their lives."

Yan Ge recalled for a moment: "Is it the man named Liang Xing you mentioned at that time?"

Xiao Yi got angry when she thought about it, she took a bite of the noodles viciously, and said vaguely: "Good fart, I don't think I have a conscience! We were going back to our hometown to argue for a certificate. In the middle of the night, he suddenly yelled in the next room, so I got up and went to his room to check the situation. I saw a man in his room whose head lamp moved, so I went up to help him beat him. He was fine, afraid of being chased by that thing, Lock me in the same room with the puppet, and run away by yourself!"

She gritted her teeth, and Yan Ge ordered another two packs of instant noodles: "Then how did you escape?"

"Fortunately, I had a mop in my hand, and the puppet could only dangle and had no special abilities, so I smashed it into pieces abruptly. You may have experienced the situation afterwards. After I went out, I found that there was no one in the street. I thought the ghost hit the wall."

It turned out to be the same, inexplicably appearing in an uninhabited urban area in the middle of the night, and was chased by a bunch of dolls, and those who could survive the first night were fierce people.

Thinking of this episode, Yan Ge couldn't help recalling the bundle of corpses rolled up by the elephant sliding down the slide puppet he met on the bus, and he couldn't help feeling a little chill again.

Fortunately, as an actor, it is instinctive to adjust the state of mind. Yan Ge collected his mind and asked, "Can't we escape from Ciling?"

"The entire Ciling City is surrounded by dense fog. Every day, people try to break through the dense fog, but when they come back, it's like they have lost their memory when they came here for the first time."

It was not Xiao Yi who said this, but Li Haobai who had returned from the archives. At this moment, he was holding a dusty old photo album, walking leisurely from the rooftop door, and put the violin case on his shoulder Gently put it aside, picked up a bottle of AD calcium milk, bit the straw and continued: "And the skills are gone, just like retraining after cutting the number."

"..."

Li Haobai went to the rooftop to find a place with better light, sat down with long legs, and said: "If you want to ask why, then I can't answer, after all, I have many reasons, but no one can answer me. .”

His tone of voice had something unserious, but even if he said some unrestrained words, it couldn't hide the solidity of his voice.Yan Ge has only seen similar traits in opera singers or professional singers. It is related to the fact that he has to carry a violin case when he goes to such a place... There is a high probability that this person is a musician in reality.

Not everyone is willing to take the initiative to share their origins, so Yan Ge observed it and didn't ask any more questions. He changed the subject and said, "Is the photo album in your hand helpful to the current situation?"

Li Haobai didn't evade, and after quickly turning the last few pages to the end, he suddenly paused, took out a photo from an angle that Yan Ge couldn't see, then closed the album and handed it to him: "Let's You are disappointed, there are no special clues so far... maybe because I am not the person it is waiting for."

This photo album is very old, and it is heavy in the hand. The leather cover is a bit worn out, but most of the photos inside are well preserved.Yan Ge looked through it briefly, and found that there were still old black and white photos.

No. 99 Qiangwei Road, before the founding of the People's Republic of China, the original site was called "Ciling Normal Girls' School". When Yan Ge was a child, he heard the neighbors talking about it, and he vaguely remembered that in the last century, only rich gentry girls were eligible to attend such a girls' school.

At that time, the school’s training standards were comparable to those of celebrities, and the courses were mainly art, music, foreign languages, etc. I heard from the old people that at that time, choirs of female students were often invited to perform at various welfare institutions or banquets at the homes of celebrities...

Yan Ge didn't directly ask his purpose, but thought about his words, and asked casually, "What do you need?"

Li Haobai raised his head to look at the thick clouds in the night sky, and replied: "The live dolls in the 'human form', the mass-produced ones are not counted."

"What's so special about them?"

"If I have to say it, the more 'human' elements there are on a living doll, the more terrifying it will be." Li Haobai replied in an ethereal tone.

The hand that flipped the photo stopped, and the slender fingers slid down the corner of the page, and stopped on an old photo that had turned yellow in the lower right corner.

Yan Ge took it out and squinted his eyes—it was a picture of the female choir of Ciling Normal University, each wearing a student skirt from the Republic of China, with youthful vigor on their faces, surrounded by well-dressed celebrities applauding with smiles on their faces, causing Yan Ge What is noticed is that behind the stage where they stand, there is a very delicate set, and there are some small people who are slightly shorter than the female students standing vaguely.

After following the stage play for two years, Yan Ge is very sensitive to the setting - that kind of setting is not built for the choir, there are castles and gardens, it is extremely delicate, it is more like for the later...

Puppet theater.

The black and white old color blocks spliced ​​together a fuzzy human face behind the smiling faces of the girls. It was a doll. Because it was too hazy, Yan Ge couldn't tell whether it was carved from stone or wood, but he could be sure that it was indeed It is actually an extremely beautiful doll wearing a classical European gauze hat.

While contemplating, Yan Ge suddenly felt a weight on his left shoulder, but it was Li Haobai who turned half of his body and put it on his shoulder in a familiar way. Following Yan Ge's line of sight, he obviously also saw the doll, and said " wow" sounded.

"Excellent." Li Haobai commented sincerely. "I didn't notice it. Myopia probably got worse."

Wear sunglasses at night, only ghosts can see clearly.

Yan Ge smiled, turned around and left the range where he hooked his shoulders, and said, "Mr. Li, if you haven't dreamed of becoming a blind artist, taking off your glasses may solve your problem."

After Yan Ge left like this, Li Haobai took a break, but he didn't fall down. He stabilized his body and said, "I don't want to, but my glasses have prescriptions."

At this time, Xiao Yi felt the same: "You don't understand the suffering of our myopic people. When you take off your glasses, the world is full of Monet's paintings."

Yan Ge continued flipping through the photo album, and asked casually, "Oh, then in what grade did you all become short-sighted?"

Xiao Yi: "There are no grades, if I insist...they probably became short-sighted from the Chunin exam [Note ①]."

Li Haobai: "Coincidentally, my great route [Note ②] started to be myopic."

Xiao Yi and Li Haobai looked at each other, and they gave each other a thumbs-up. The old Two-dimensionals were so sympathetic, they actually chatted about this year's new show.

The spirit of having fun while suffering is commendable, but Yan Geshang, as a three-dimensional outsider, basically doesn't understand their topics, so he had to change places, guard the second pot of instant noodles, and silently read the remaining pages photo album.

The rest of the photos are group photos of teachers and staff, and they don't seem to have anything special, so Yan Ge turned to the front again.To his surprise, it seemed that after decades of jumping in the middle, the new photos added were all colorful modern photos. These photos were mainly class graduation photos. There are a few familiar ones.

At this moment, Yan Ge's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered Li Haobai's seemingly unintentional words before.

"It's a pity that I didn't have time to take graduation photos." He said this before.

Why did he say that?What are you implying?

Yan Ge couldn't help but glance at Li Haobai from the corner of his eye, but he didn't want the other party to talk about the new topic with Xiao Yi in full swing, but his eyes kept falling on him through Xiao Yi's shoulder.

Their eyes collided unexpectedly again, Yan Ge became more confused, and then involuntarily became more vigilant.

"Look, the parade has begun!" Xiao Yi suddenly rushed to the edge of the roof, as if she had prepared for it, and took out a telescope from her bag, "Wow, it's pretty close to us this time."

Li Haobai still didn't move, he flattened his palm and made a gesture of invitation to Yan Gebi, Yan Ge raised his eyebrows slightly, didn't say anything, closed the photo album and came to the rooftop.

At midnight, Ciling City was covered in gray, and the edge of the city was surrounded by a wall of fog so thick that it could not be seen. All the dark corners seemed to have opened black eyes, which made people feel that the sight All darkness is alive.

They were not the only ones watching, Yan Ge also found that on the roof in the distance, there was faint light from the stove and the mobile phone, and the shadowy figures stood on the highest place, and everyone had a stiff posture. I feel that they are also looking at the gradually dense sound, light and shadow at the end of the long street with fear and anger.

The parade begins.

Like a swarm of bees, as if some kind of monster that should not exist in the world, the sound of metal collisions approached densely from the north of the city, reflecting the dim light of street lamps, at the end of the line of sight, an irregular golden tide gradually engulfed up the gray street.

"what is that?"

"Cans, everything with eyes on it, including the packaging on the can, counts."

Xiao Yi graciously asked Yan Ge to break the telescope in half for him, and gave him some chewing gum: "There are more magical ones in the future, I hope you don't spit out the supper."

Not long after locking the tide through the telescope, Yan Ge saw that there are indeed countless cans of different shapes, and each package has at least one character or animation image printed on it. At this moment, they all seem to be alive and alive. Existence in general, gathered together to clean up the streets.

Yes, it is cleaning. The garbage on the road, lighter vehicles, the wreckage of living puppets... and even broken human bodies are all arched and transported to the corners of the road.

People, dolls, and trash piled up in a corner seemed to be the same.

Yan Ge clasped his fingers tightly, and heard Xiao Yi stuffing the potato chips forcefully, but there was no expression of enjoyment on his face.

"Even if you don't want to watch it, you have to watch it. You have to remember, what kind of live puppets are there in this city tonight." Xiao Yi said vaguely as if to convince herself, her lips were tightly lined.

——In order to improve the survival rate, we can do anything, we cannot die here.

Holding back what he wanted to say, Yan Ge continued to look behind.

The outlines of the live puppets that appeared after that gradually grew larger. The balloon figures in the mall, the parks, and even the clowns at the entrance of the restaurant, they danced wildly while joining the parade, and a chaotic, out-of-key voice came out of the procession. Constantly echoing in the silent city.

Yan Ge also saw rows of plaster statues in the team. They no longer moved strangely, but floated in the air, forming a pale torrent. "Mr. Poclain" was in front of this torrent, commanding With them, marching like a choir.

The stiff singing voice like frosted sand resounded in the night——

"Red eyes and red wedding dress,

Her red dancing shoes are red.

Mother said she was beautiful enough to freeze time,

The perfect wedding belongs to the Red King of the Dead! "

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Character information update——

Yan Ge

Status: (80/100)

Possessions: fire axe, mobile phone (charging), flashlight, etc.

Skill: [Forest's Resentment Melted into Iron Armor] Power Up

[Hydra stares in the dark night] petrification, used in the dark night

task progress:

Ninth Middle School Hunting Ground (Completed)

Find the whereabouts of Gu Lili (in progress)