Xiao Zhimiao found that basically every house had dolls standing or leaning in front of or around it, but there was not a single doll around this house.
Xiao Zhimiao looked around carefully and found that he did not see any dolls around the house.
When Xiao Zhimiao returned to the front door of the house, Xu Zhilan had already opened the door and entered.
"What are you doing here?" Xiao Zhimiao reached out and pushed Xu Zhilan, who was serving as the doorkeeper at the door.
He just looks thin. He is tall and has pale skin, which makes him look sickly and thin. In fact, he is quite big. Standing in the middle of the door, he blocks most of the space.
Xu Zhilan turned sideways and let Xiao Zhimiao come in, "Someone has already arrived in advance."
Xiao Zhimiao was not surprised. What they could think of could be thought of by other players, not to mention that most of them were old players.
Xiao Zhimiao searched around the room to see if he could find any clues to the plot.
The information she got now was that they were tourists from Doll Town, and from the receptionist Yuna, she learned that no tourists had come here for a long time. So this Doll Town used to be a tourist town, but from this town
Judging from the various building facilities on the map, this is not a place specifically developed for tourism, but a relatively ordinary town.
Unless there is something in this town that can attract tourists from out of town to visit, and the most popular thing in this town is dolls.
Everyone in this town has disappeared. Judging from the dolls scattered throughout the town, it is very likely that the people in the town have turned into dolls.
But not necessarily all of them.
Xiao Zhimiao saw many tools for making dolls in this room. There were also many incompletely made dolls neatly arranged in the living room. These dolls all had the same expression and were smiling, just like the people outside.
There is a difference at first glance.
Xiao Zhimiao looked around the living room and saw several oil paintings hanging on the wall.
The first oil painting on the far left is a family portrait. A couple is holding a little boy in the middle who looks only six or seven years old. He is holding a beautiful doll in his hand. The second painting is still a family of three, but the boy has grown up.
After a while, the boy was left alone, and the only ones accompanying him were dolls. There were more and more dolls around him, and they were getting bigger and bigger.
Xiao Zhimiao looked away for a while and walked to the room on the right.
This house is a Western-style house with two bedrooms and one living room. There is a fireplace in the living room and a doll-making tool table against the wall. However, judging from the style, this production table seems to be a little smaller.
Entering the room on the right, Xiao Zhimiao saw another puppet tool making table, which was much larger than the one in the living room. Various puppets were piled up in this room, as well as cotton fabrics and other materials. It looked like
Here is a workshop.
There are also many yellowed drawings placed on the extended workbench. Judging from the traces of dust on the workbench, it must have been touched by someone.
Xiao Zhimiao picked up the drawings and looked through them. They were all production drawings. There were signatures on the drawings. The text on them was the text of this world. The font arrangement was like an extended version of the letters. It was beautiful but also very obscure.
This kind of text is also used in Dark Star City, but it is basically translated by the system panel.
Now looking at the signature above, Xiao Zhimiao subconsciously wanted the system to translate it for her, but to her surprise, she could actually understand it?
Because of the real-time translation, she didn't pay attention to this before. Now she can completely understand the signature. The written name is: Bunian
Xiao Zhimiao looked through the dozens of production drawings in his hand one by one. All of them were signed by Bunian.
When she was about to finish flipping through it, she saw a different drawing, and her pupils shrank when she looked at the face of the doll on it.
The doll in the painting is very similar to her.
This drawing is not like other Bunian drawings where each body part is disassembled. Hers is a complete drawing of a doll. Only the position of the heart has been disassembled and an arrow has been made to guide it to the side.
On a black round object.
This doll similar to her has her eyes closed, has long crimson curly hair, and holds her hands together in a prayer gesture.
There is a line of words in the lower right corner of the doll: My dear Sethia
It seems to be the name of the doll rather than the signature of the artist, but judging from the painting style of other drawings, this drawing of the Scythian doll does not look like it was painted by Bunian.
"I found a diary in the bedroom that can trigger the plot."
Xu Zhilan's voice came from behind, and Xiao Zhimiao pulled out Sethia's drawing and put it into the system backpack.
Xiao Zhimiao put down a stack of drawings, took the cowhide-covered diary from Xu Zhilan's hand, and opened it. The first page read: Bunian's diary.
panel:
[Congratulations on triggering the plot, the puppet master Bunian's diary, a small town boy with a dream, determined to be the best puppet master, until his talent attracted many people who came here to realize it.
When you dream, it is also the beginning of the nightmare in Doll Town]
Xu Zhilan watched Xiao Zhimiao flipping through the diary, then picked up the drawings she had just put down and flipped through them.
This diary is not very thick. The previous records are some of Bunian's daily chores. Judging from the date, he started writing diaries when he was twelve years old. The most common word he said was that he wanted to be an outstanding person.
Puppet Master, as you get to the back, there is the word magic after Puppet Master.
Dolls are no longer just ordinary dolls used as toys.
Xiao Zhimiao turned to the back and saw some special diary fragments:
February 7th:
[Today, a man with black horns on his head came to town. He looked like a member of the Night tribe in the west of Karon continent. He gave me a drawing and asked me to help him make a doll, the red-haired girl.
It’s so beautiful. Although I knew that girl was a witch, I still agreed to him. I am a skilled puppet maker. No matter who he is, I will help him make puppets.]
February 15th:
[It’s really cold. It’s been snowing in Huanshan Town for several days. Today, the black-horned man came again. He brought the red-haired girl with him. It was freezing and snowy outside, and the girl he was holding was almost white.
It's about to melt with the snow. Her body is very cold. I don't know how long she has been dead. How did the man preserve her body? I am very curious. After all, it is a professional habit. It is difficult to preserve the body of a witch after she dies.]
March 10th:
[I finally made Sethia’s doll. There is something unspeakable. During the production process, I gradually fell in love with Sethia and this perfect doll I made. Now, I just
The lack of a beating heart can give Sethia life and preserve her soul in the doll's body. Obviously that man's heart is very suitable]
[The man handed over his heart without hesitation. Sethia, who had the heart, successfully preserved her soul, but she was still sleeping. I placed her in the church and let the residents of the town worship her.
Looking at her, people are grateful that I can make dolls that can help them work and share housework. Now Huanshan Town has become a doll town. People believe in the god of dolls and are willing to worship the beautiful Sethia]
July 17:
[Today, a guy who I hate came to town. He is a puppet master from other places. His strength is far superior to mine. It seems that he is no longer just a puppet master. He laughed at me for still being a puppet master.
He’s such a brat, but he still wants me to help him make a large number of dolls]
August 12th:
[That puppet master is a devil! He has bewitched the residents of the town and harvested their faith. The residents of the town have turned into puppets in his hands. He wants me to join him and become his believer. It’s impossible.
, I will never let him do whatever he wants, Sethia, my Sethia, it’s time to wake up. You will help me, right?】
Xiao Zhimiao turned to the last page with blood stains written on it:
[If you succeed Sethia, I will definitely fix you. Wait for me, I will definitely fix it...]
Xiao Zhimiao closed the diary after reading it. Xu Zhilan leaned on the workbench and had been looking at her for a long time, but she had been immersed in the diary and didn't realize it.
Xiao Zhimiao looked up at him and saw Xu Zhilan looking at him thoughtfully.
"You're fascinated by it," Xu Zhilan said.
Xiao Zhimiao: "Don't let any clue go."
Xu Zhilan laughed: "I didn't read the content at all, because I couldn't understand it and the system didn't translate it, but you can understand it."
Xiao Zhimiao took the diary and read it seriously for so long. To say that she couldn't understand the contents would be to lie to a fool.
"Do you believe me when I say that I have learned the writing of this world?"
Xu Zhilan: "Haha."
Looking at Xu Zhilan's behavior, she knew that he didn't believe it. She didn't know why she could understand it anyway.
Xiao Zhimiao stopped arguing with Xu Zhilan and took out the map he drew to check. The remaining unexplored pictures are:
Watermill and river at the entrance of the town
A stone monument with a circular hollow in the middle
The church at the top of Doll Town
A basement with coffins
a wide platform with moonlight projection
Two of them are places mentioned in Bunian's diary, the church and the moonlight platform.
"Xiao Zhimiao, come here."
Hearing Xu Zhilan calling her outside, Xiao Zhimiao walked over and took a look. He didn't know where a ladder was pulled out. Xiao Zhimiao looked up and saw that the ladder seemed to be connected to a loft above his head.
"I'll go up and take a look first." As he said that, Xu Zhilan climbed up the ladder. He went up to take a look and then came down.
Xiao Zhimiao asked: "What is it?"
"They are all dolls, all finished products."
Xiao Zhimiao put the diary into the system backpack, climbed up the ladder and saw that the entire attic was filled with dolls.
These dolls are much more exquisite than those on the ground outside, and they should all be made by Bunian.
But compared to those dolls outside, they are not that human-like.
Xiao Zhimiao and Xu Zhilan walked out of Bunian's house and were about to walk to the entrance below the town to see the river at the windmill, when they met Mo Ke and the others.
