In front of you is an endless sea of twisted doll limbs, as if in the next moment, these arms with weird postures will grab your ankles and drag you into this bottomless abyss...
But the real situation is that this place is not too deep, only half a meter at most. As long as you don't step in the air intentionally, you will basically not fall in. And even if you do fall in, even a short figure like Art,
It can also be easily climbed out.
This doll cemetery is very huge. The position where Art is currently is mainly for stacking hands and feet. There are also body parts and heads further away. But the rope on his body can never reach there.
If you want to get over, you have to untie the rope on your body, but if you do, God knows whether the rope will still be in the same place when you come back, and the two drunkards outside may sleep to death at any time.
At that time, Art didn't respond to Tiantian's call, so he had no choice but to sleep in this doll cemetery in the biting cold wind.
No, whether I can sleep or not is still a question.
Thinking of this, Art finally resolutely untied the rope on his body and ran a little further away. The area under his feet had basically been searched, and no limb parts of the same model were found. Art decided
Try your luck somewhere farther away.
With luck, not long after running out, Art successfully found a matching arm and leg. If he evacuated now, his mission would be completed. But...
Looking at the pile of independent, round, doll heads that looked like plastic models in a shopping mall in the distance, Art still hesitated.
The pile of heads was located next to a small room with bright light, and it happened to face a window. Judging from the shadow of the light, there was someone inside.
Logically speaking, apart from the torso, the technological focus of the automatic doll is the small head. However, Art has already collected the torso part in advance. Now, the only thing left is the head. If you don't take one,
I probably won’t be able to sleep tonight.
So Art first cleared a small space and placed the collected hands and feet there to avoid confusion. Then he lowered his body and slowly approached.
Because he didn’t know what model he needed for the head part, and he couldn’t carry much with such a small body, Art secretly took one from the edge, and then ran away after taking it, slipping back into the dense crowd of people.
into the pile of puppet limbs, and then hid directly in the pile of puppets.
"Huh?" The people in the house seemed to hear something. A middle-aged man with messy red hair poked out of the window. He moved his head and looked around, but he didn't see the pile of puppet limbs.
Ridiat.
"Tch, it's okay. Alas, I'm all nervous since I didn't drink..." With that said, the middle-aged man with messy hair yawned and returned to the house.
"Phew, it was so dangerous. Fortunately, I heard the footsteps inside." Seeing the person leaving, Art pushed away the debris accumulated on his body, then looked back and took back the hands and feet he had collected before.
, returned to the wall.
As soon as I returned to the wall, I saw a man lying on it, looking inside nervously. After a closer look, I saw that the man was Uncle Nim.
"Hey, boy! Why did you untie the rope!" Uncle Nim shouted in a low voice. Seeing that Art had come back intact, although his words were still a little unhappy, his mood was at least stable.
"Your rope is too short. Everything I want is right there." As he said this, Art pointed to the hut not far away, which made Nim break into a cold sweat.
"Are you crazy? That's where the gravekeeper lives! Damn it, you didn't lure him here?!"
"No, no, don't worry." Art waved his hand to express his relief, then ran to the rope on the wall in a few steps, tied the rope to himself again, and then symbolically pulled the rope five times in front of Nim.
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"You can pull me back~" Art showed an innocent and harmless look, but the pile of limbs and heads on his hands quite ruined the atmosphere.
"Oh, forget it, as long as we are not discovered, otherwise we will have to change places again. I don't want to say goodbye to such a good place." The complaints were complaints, but Uncle Nim still lifted Art up and carried him back.
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Once they passed the fence, they discovered that the reason why Uncle Nim was half taller than the fence was because he was currently stepping on Old Man Nim's shoulders.
"Hey, are you back, little Art?" Although he looked drunk, his body did not appear to be crooked, and he held Nim and Art on his shoulders very steadily.
"Be careful, I'll be the one who falls the most if you lose your footing!" Nim scolded Old Man Nahm fiercely, and then carried Art on his back.
"Hold it!" As soon as he spoke, Uncle Nim jumped off Old Man Nahm's shoulders and placed Art firmly on the ground.
"Huh, it's finally done." Uncle Nim wiped the sweat from his forehead. Even on such a cold night, he still sweated a lot, although most of it was caused by Art's cold sweat.
"Hahaha, I'll come again next time. I've already drunk half of the wine, and I'll finish it soon." Old Man Nahm's face was red and drunk, and he laughed with his rotten teeth, although there was still vomit in his mouth.
It smelled strongly of alcohol, but Art didn't feel disgusted now.
"Hey, he is still a child. Although I feel a little precocious, do you want him to become what we are now?" Uncle Nim retorted to Old Man Nim, and then said to Art with a serious face: "
Listen carefully, kid, although this is very unconvincing from my point of view, but you have to know that stealing is wrong."
"So uncle, why did you steal something?" Art held the doll's head and asked curiously, tilting his head.
This question stopped Uncle Nim. He looked at each other with the silly old man Nim, then turned around and said something that almost everyone had heard when they were children: "Sir.
Children, please don’t interfere in this matter."
"Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore." Ya Te turned over and responded perfunctorily, but deep down he was already thinking that it was only natural to ask such a circumstantial question, and based on what he said before, there might be a very influential influence behind it.
The big reason is probably related to Baron Clark.
"However, if I entrust you with other things in the future, can you help me?" Art raised his head and asked relying on the cute appearance of his child.
"This..." Uncle Nimu seemed a little hesitant.
"Ah, of course you can have a drink." Uncle Nahm quickly agreed.
"Hmm, then even Uncle Naum will buy you a drink. Well, I will pay for it too." Art thought for a while and said.
"You kid, tell me what's going on first." Uncle Nim curled his lips and said.
"Yeah~ Just walk with me and protect me on the way." Art showed a sunny smile and said, "It's right there on the sand island."