Everyone has been hit by heavy rain; but this was the first time that a heavy rain took away all her senses.
The rain was so fierce that there was no respite left. No matter the skin touch, vision, breathing or thinking ability, they were all shattered and dispersed by the heavy rain. The rapids washed away, leaving only the numb and lasting cold rain.
Fighting seemed to occupy her entire existence.
Even if the world avalanches, it will probably not be more difficult than the heavy rain at this moment. She was blinded and suffocated in the rain. She unknowingly let go of her hand, but no matter which direction she struggled, she could never find a trace of air.
.
Maybe the puppet master will really become a copy, and they will all die here...
After spending an unknown amount of effort, Lin Sanjiu finally managed to squeeze out a piece of consciousness to cover her eyebrows, and could barely see clearly the world that was blackened by the heavy rain.
The young man beside him seemed to have disappeared at some point.
But that wasn't what surprised her the most.
She slowly raised her head, squinted her eyes, and stared blankly at the sky shattering into pieces, turning into torrential rain, and the dark and undulating buildings dispersed by the rain from the rain pillars that were as dense as curtains.
Like ink, it flows down like a waterfall along the background cloth-like world.
The lake, the grassland or the moonlit night have long since disappeared, and the entire copy seems to be filled with broken tears that can no longer hold on anymore, almost running out of tears in a moment that is short but feels long, long but only takes a few breaths.
Not formed...The copy is not formed.
For a moment, she felt like she was about to fall and fall to the ground, being washed away by the current.
"Puppet Master!" Lin Sanjiu shouted hurriedly, quickly wiping the rain from the corners of her face and eyes. "Great Witch!"
Her heart was beating so fast that she felt like she was about to break her bones. While Lin Sanjiu felt that the puppet master's replica must have failed, she was also vaguely afraid of another tiny possibility; she was standing in a shallow shoal at this time.
, in the rapidly narrowing ink-colored water, he looked around, turned around - and bumped into another person with his shoulder.
The puppet master lowered his head, and his whole body was soaked by the rain just like her.
From his drooping black eyelashes, the tip of his nose, and his earlobes, raindrops like broken beads were dripping down; dark wet hair stuck to his increasingly pale cheeks, as if he was the only one in the world who had been slapped.
The color dried. The water droplets sliding over the black leather seemed to fall to the earth with a tiny part of it, reminding her of the black city in the rain just now.
Lin Sanjiu turned halfway and was frozen in place. She moved her eyes away from the puppet master's face, opened her lips and then closed them again.
The water flowed in circles, quickly narrowing and disappearing from under their feet, revealing more and more sandy land in the copy space.
She suddenly sighed.
"……great."
He was still looking at the ground and his hands, seemingly a little dazed. After two seconds, he slowly raised his hands and wiped away the water on his face.
Seeing him being so quiet, Lin Sanjiu was not used to it - especially when she thought of the time when she and Ayun stepped on the lotus leaf not long ago - she coughed and asked in a low voice: "Are you okay? The great witch is also okay?
Okay? You don’t know how much effort I put into finding you..."
The puppeteer's eyelashes twitched slightly, and he gradually raised his eyes, immersed in the glittering bright pink, as if a naked darkness was pierced between sharp diamonds.
The moment Lin Sanjiu's eyes met, he suddenly shuddered and closed his eyes, and then took a long, silent breath from his chest.
"As expected, it's you," the murmured voice, lighter than breathing, left an illusory coldness when it passed by my ears. "...It's just you."
Why didn't you seem to know she was here before?
Could it be that the puppet master has almost no self-awareness during the replica creation process?
Lin Sanjiu wasn't sure what he meant; even if she was, she most likely didn't know what to say in reply. But one thing she knew very well was that they couldn't stand there and discuss what had just happened.
What a luxury.
"There are several copies surrounding us nearby," she whispered. "If you are okay, we have to run away now!"
As her words fell, the last bit of water transformed into the city copy drained away from their feet.
Lin Sanjiu had already seen that when the dungeons attacked the two of them, it must be the moment when they were fully exposed in the dungeon space.
She didn't have time to say anything more, and grabbed the circle of dejected wet feathers on the puppet master's wrist - she remembered not to have physical contact with him - and when she shouted "over there!", sure enough, the puppet master burst into flames.
He pulled his wrist back hard again, and the two of them rushed towards the pine forest in the direction where Lin Sanjiu came from almost at the same time.
In the copy space, the puppet master must have been suppressed in physical fitness and combat power; but when the black figure ran, even the wind stirred up by his footsteps was so fast that it seemed to extinguish people's breath.
Lin Sanjiu was already very exhausted. After running wildly for only a few seconds, she saw that she was falling further and further away from him. It was so anxious and funny. When she was about to shout, she saw the puppet master in front of him suddenly stopped at his feet.
, and stopped hastily in a cloud of wind and sand.
The half-white head that had just popped out from behind a pine tree retracted in an instant.
"...What?" the puppet master seemed to be holding back his disgust and asked, "Copy?"
"No, no, that's mine! It's very useful," Lin Sanjiu shouted with joy and rushed past him without stopping, "Renben, come back quickly!"
If the puppet master had something to say, he didn't have the chance to say it - before she touched the pine tree where the puppet master was hiding, the earth shook heavily, almost throwing her off her feet. Even if she didn't look back, Lin
Sanjiu intuitively realized the reason; the quick glance she cast over her shoulder made her heart sink.
The ground trembled one after another.
Whenever a human form formed from a copy lands on the ground like a cannonball, it will shake the earth as if it is about to break apart. The mountains will shake, countless forests will rustle, and a tree will burst out from between the shouting trees.
A huge humanoid stone statue chased after them with rumbling footsteps; a round wheel rolled toward the two of them at high speed, leaving a shadow behind; a distant voice shouted angrily: "She is also a human being, and there are two human beings here.
!”
If she were trapped among those copies, she and the puppet master would probably have no hope of making it out alive as humans.
"Run!" she shouted.
"Otherwise, what do you think I will do?" Before the shouting ended, the puppet master rushed forward again, his mouth faster than his steps: "Stay and drink tea with them?"
If the sarcastic person saves his energy, he might be able to pull her to run faster.
Renben's reaction speed was far inferior to that of the two; it was also confused by the drastic changes behind it. When the two rushed towards the pine forest, it had just turned around and started to escape.
While her mind was desperately thinking about what to do, Lin Sanjiu's hand stretched out towards Renben - once she discovered that Renben was more useful than a corpse, she developed a deep-rooted reluctance.
...But, how could it be such a coincidence that Renben also came to this area?
The "seed" ability left no chance for Ben to struggle, so he opened his mouth and swallowed it. When Lin Sanjiu wanted to look back at the pursuers behind him, his eyes passed over his arm, and a ballpoint pen line came from
It flashed by in the corner of my eye.
She remembered it immediately.
Is it the power of "meeting old friends in a foreign land" that attracts Ben here?
If the coil is still nearby...don't the copies always be wary of conflict? If they catch it again, as long as the copies behind them hesitate a little, they may have an extra chance of escape.
"A foreign land!"
Lin Sanjiu didn't have time to finish calling out such a long full name; she ran wildly among the pine forests, shouting in the sand, dust and wind: "Old friend! Come here, or let me pass, hurry up!"
Even when she was running for her life, the puppet master's low and cool voice still reached her ears clearly: "...I almost forgot, you are especially good at getting along with ghosts."
My mother, I finally finished writing! I really want to learn how to make my own clothes. It just so happens that when I was a child, our family made clothes. My mother turned a small shop into a factory little by little, just by building one piece at a time.
The clothes were made. As for the factory being destroyed bit by bit later, that is another ghost story.
