... Lin Sanjiu stood there, still holding the Bohemian robe tightly in her hands, the tassels gently brushing her knees in the darkness; what she smelled in her nose undoubtedly belonged to the puppet master.
Unique aroma.
"Bohemia?" She called out tentatively, but received only silence. She tried again: "...puppet master?"
No matter who she called, the person she caught didn't react at all, or even move. Instead, she heard Kurosawa Ji's very impatient voice: "What on earth are you doing? Light!"
Lin Sanjiu couldn't explain it now, so she had to quickly rummage through her card library. The gift package gave her a lot of flashlights, but unfortunately she lost one after using one, and even she doesn't know if she has any left;
At this time, a "pop" sound was heard not far away, and the light suddenly dispersed the darkness and filled the field of vision.
As soon as such a dazzling bright light suddenly appeared from the absolute darkness, she couldn't help but squint her eyes, lowered her head subconsciously, and wanted to raise her hand to block it - at this moment, she suddenly froze.
The person standing in front of her was very tall, far beyond the height of Bohemia, but his head was covered with a robe belonging to Bohemia. This person could not be a puppeteer, because the robe
The outline of a head was clearly outlined; under Bohemian's robe, a long cloth sheet was revealed, covering him tightly from head to toe.
Who did the red-faced man catch?
Lin Sanjiu took two steps back in a hurry, her eyes still fixed on that person. She didn't even have time to glance around, until Kurosawa Ji suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Stop!" - she suddenly jumped up and stopped in time.
.
"What's going on..."
She murmured and turned her head, her eyes falling on the reason why Kurosawa Ji asked her to stop.
At first, she didn't understand what she was seeing at all - no, I should say, after staring at it for several seconds, Lin Sanjiu still didn't understand. There were too many questions in her mind, and she couldn't understand it.
As for her, for a while, she didn't know where to start asking, or whether she was in a hallucination.
The floor beneath her feet was just like any other part of the hospital; but just a few inches beyond her heels, the floor melted like butter. It lost its original shape and texture, resembling a spiraling sand dune.
Same, giving in before outsiders, giving in. Above the floor——
In order to describe it, Lin Sanjiu had to search for suitable words in his mind for a while.
"I understand, the things here seem difficult to understand," the NPC's voice shook her out of her stupor, she raised her finger and pointed, indicating: "But I didn't lie to you, this is indeed the room containing the dead points.
.”
This room is surprisingly big. When you stand at the door and look in, the wall at the other end is only the size of a fingernail. Rather than being a room, it is better to say that it is a giant warehouse. There are many animals in the room that are made of unknown materials.
A tree-shaped white object is formed. Each "white tree" stretches out many branches, neatly arranged to the end of the room, like an orchard dyed white by heavy snow. The only "white tree" is not placed
The open space is where they are standing now, near the door.
"Each branch represents a dead person," the npc was sitting under the wall at this time, the only one with a normal expression. "As I said, as long as Wei Xing says the secret to earn points correctly,
I can make some changes and take out the points for you..."
Now, whether she could get the dead person points had become the last question in Lin Sanjiu's mind. The sight of the white trees in front of her was not fantastic at all compared with what was not far behind her.
She glanced blankly at the tall man covered with a cloth robe beside her, and then stared blankly at the thing behind her for a while. It was obviously something that should not exist in this place, and it pushed the floor away like a wave;
If I really want to describe it, it's like someone cut off a piece of the night in the jungle and squeezed it into the space of this hospital - thick layers of branches and leaves poked out from above the floor.
You can smell the faint smell of grass and earth in the woods. At the junction of it and the hospital, the light and matter seem to be slightly distorted, blurred, and undulating, as if one group of shadows is soaked in another group of shadows.
inside.
"What, what is this...?" she asked softly, as if she was afraid of scaring the thing.
The NPC asked back: "What do you think this is?"
Lin Sanjiu stared at it blankly, and when she spoke again, she heard herself say: "...This is another copy."
There were a few crisp sounds of "papa", which almost made her jump up - the npc clapped his hands hard twice and praised: "You guessed it, right? Because there is no basis for you to make a guess.
It’s really amazing that you can guess right!”
Is it really a copy? What's going on? Why are there copies in the copy?
Her mind was almost bursting with questions; at this moment, Kurosawa Ji made a deep sound from his throat, and he didn't know what it meant. Lin Sanjiu followed the sound, and for the first time, he
He saw clearly.
At first glance, there was no difference between him and before he entered the room. He was standing under the other wall with his arms folded. Even his stinky face was the same; but after taking another look, she suddenly froze.
.
Behind Kurosawa Masaru, the same distorted edge of light and shadow was faintly revealed, but judging from the fleeting tones, it was not a jungle wrapped in the light and shadow, but some other scene. The scale of that thing
It was obviously smaller than the one next to Lin Sanjiu, and it was almost invisible due to Kurosawa Ji's body - but when she took a closer look, she couldn't help but feel a little thump in her heart.
He didn't just happen to be standing there.
He was "caught" by the ankle by that copy.
"Don't come here," Kurosawa Ji seemed to see through what she wanted to do at a glance, and said with a sullen face: "This thing behind me... this copy is trying to squeeze out."
"What do you mean?" Lin Sanjiu rubbed her temples vigorously, "You...could it be said that you are using your body to block it...and push it out?"
Kurosawa Ji snorted noncommittally from his nose. "I don't need you to come over anyway. Who is that person?"
He never liked others helping him - Lin Sanjiu followed his instructions and turned to look at the tall man covered in a cloth robe. He felt that he had never been so confused in his life. There were too many questions, it seemed.
It didn't matter where to start; she walked up, stretched out her hand to hold the robe, and whispered: "I don't know... let's take a look."
The fringed robe belonging to Bohemia was pulled off the man with a crash, and another long layer of cloth also slipped down - the man underneath trembled slightly, as if he wanted to move, but couldn't
Stopped himself.
...Under the two layers of fabric, Lin Sanjiu's eyes fell on an empty shoulder.
There is nothing above the collarbone.
The body below the collarbone was wearing the same hospital gown as other patients; the hospital gown was only loosely put on, and she could see the tight black leather underneath at a glance.
"Isn't it a living person?" Wei Xing, who was standing next to the NPC, couldn't help but be a little surprised: "I saw something moving in the net bag before..."
Lin Sanjiu felt as if she was in a dream and threw away the cloth robe in a daze. She reached out and took one of the other person's hands - it was indeed the puppet master's hand. She remembered how pale his skin was, and the texture on the back of his hand.
The blue blood vessels were as faint as the veins of a leaf. His fingers were cold and thin, with only slender joints left. When he didn't exert force, they were like ice that would break if he broke them.
But - but -
She quickly picked up the Bohemian robe and covered her head and face with it again. Sure enough, just like before, above the shoulders where there was nothing, the fabric was flowing along a
The shape of the head fell.
"Who is this person?" Kurosawa probably didn't like being trapped in confusion, so his tone worsened: "Does he have a head or not?"
"Can you hear me?" Lin Sanjiu asked without taking off her robe, staring at the puppet master's body without blinking. "You... you are the puppet master, right?"
The person under the cloth raised a hand. Under the gaze of several people, the hand waved left and right.
"No, not?" Lin Sanjiu had sweat on his forehead. The other party could obviously hear him, otherwise he wouldn't have raised his hand to respond. But if he wasn't a puppet master, who could he be? No, no, if
If he was really a puppet master, how could he be walking around without a head... "Then who are you?"
The man under the cloth raised his two hands. This time, he straightened his two arms and made a big circle in the air - this was an action that even the puppet master couldn't do even if he killed him. Lin Sanjiu
My heart sank, and I realized at this moment that this person was indeed not a puppet master.
...What exactly is going on?
"What do you mean?" she murmured, "are you gesturing for something... big?"
As soon as these words came out of her mouth, she almost choked on her own saliva.
"Big—big witch!" Lin Sanjiu jumped up on the spot, "Big witch!"