The strange thing is that after meeting Qiaotense and his mentor, every wall and every control panel that Lin Sanjiu encountered knew his mistakes and could be corrected, and they were successfully opened up and connected to a path.
"Can I just press these buttons?"
Once when she encountered a wall blocking her way, she didn't know why, so she asked Qiaotans to teach her how to operate the control panel, and it turned on the wall she selected. With just a few simple button presses, Lin San
Jiu suddenly realized that she had never tried it herself just now - at least, not before Yu Yuan operated.
Yu Yuan followed several people silently. Lin Sanjiu looked back several times, and he always had the same mask-like expression. It seemed that he was not particularly happy to meet Qiao Tans and his mentor again, but he was also
She wasn't unhappy; every time she turned around, she would catch Yu Yuan's gaze, and he would nod slightly.
With Qiaotense's guidance, everyone quickly found the cockpit; when they strode towards the cockpit, a group of people happened to run out from the opposite aisle - Goddess took the lead, her face turned red.
A piece of tomato skin, the hair scarf has been lost long ago, and her long hair is floating in the air behind her like a willow; in one hand, she is holding a light Yuan Xiangxi like a balloon. Every step he takes to the ground,
He had to be dragged along for a while.
Rather than saying that Yuan Xiangxi is running for his life, it is better to say that he is here to accompany the actor: his feet are being dragged and he is running hastily, but his expression is as hazy as if he has just woken up; with the back chasing him, he can still find time to go to the spaceship.
Looking out the window at the scenery. Probably because he was a little bored accompanying the actor, Yuan Xiangxi looked around, and he was the first to spot Lin Sanjiu.
"Oh, they're here too!" He was sincerely happy, "Hey, we're here -"
When he waved his hand, Lin Sanjiu realized that Yuan Xiangxi was holding the phantom body in his hand.
"Great," she gasped, "Hurry up and hold the painter down and give me the phantom body!"
Just as he blurted out these words, the back of the painter behind him suddenly hit the ground with a "thud". The easel, bucket, pens and oil paints suddenly scattered and rolled to the ground; Lin Sanjiu took a breath.
Angry, Chotans was the first to recognize the situation and shouted: "Ah, that thing is gone!"
"...What's gone?"
A very calm voice, almost mistaken for a soothing and gentle voice, slowly sounded from behind everyone.
Everyone froze for a moment. They only dared to look at each other back and forth without raising their heads, as if nothing would happen if they didn't look.
The painter turned over on the ground, rubbed his forehead, and got up with fear on his face - completely restored to his original appearance.
"Why do you have to hold down the painter?"
The unmistakable voice of the puppet master, accompanied by the friction of leather and the sound of footsteps, slowly approached. He passed by Lin Sanjiu, and the scent of powder, which was colder and richer than usual, gradually expanded in the air.
, as if the place it contaminates will be irreversible and become his domain forever.
She really couldn't figure out why he could do it so quietly when he came out of the cockpit just now, and no one noticed him with so many people - he was more ghost than ghost.
"If you don't want to talk," the puppet master stood in the middle of the crowd, looked around, and suggested very considerately: "I can also help you rip off your mouths."
Yuan Xiangxi had already stepped into reincarnation with one foot, and he felt the least fear in his heart. He was about to open his mouth to speak. Lin Sanjiu hurriedly said, "Well, um, look, isn't Yuan Xiangxi back?
Very happy..."
She spoke, but the puppeteer refused to turn her head - even if a fly flew into the room, the reaction would be greater than hers.
"It's like this," Lin Sanjiu coughed dryly and signaled the people opposite him with his eyes to stop talking, "Yuan Xiangxi and we all want to come and say hello to you, and then, on the way here, I don't know.
Whoever suggested it, we are going to... well, we are going to play hide and seek and assign a 'ghost' to chase us, let's call that thing... the painter just now was a ghost."
The puppet master did not turn around, but every pair of eyes of the others were fixed on Lin Sanjiu. Standing behind the puppet master, Lin Sanjiu quickly made an expression - can everyone follow this?
She didn't know what she meant when her facial features were running around.
The meaning is actually very simple: Is it the ghost that is scary, or the puppet master?
Those things that came out of the big house in Sighing Hill can also be taken back with the phantom body; what kind of things can be taken away by the puppet master?
Although it was incredible, her silent message seemed to have gradually penetrated into everyone's minds, and everyone had come to their senses - Yuan Xiangxi was not too scared. He glanced at Lin Sanjiu a few times and followed suit.
He nodded and said, "I suggested it. It's fun. The structure of this spaceship is very suitable for games like hide and seek, right?"
The word "right" was directed at the puppet master. It seemed that as long as the puppet master nodded, he would warmly invite the puppet master to come and play too.
"Ha." The puppet master's laughter could make the corpse break into a layer of cold sweat. He slowly looked around the crowd, still not looking at Lin Sanjiu, and said gloomily: "I am still the first
A sighting of mass hysteria.”
Looking at him, everyone fell into deathly silence.
The tutor's eyes were wide-eyed and his face was blank; the goddess was clutching her robe tightly and only looking at the floor tiles; Jotense's hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead; the painter stood beside Yuan Xiangxi blankly, both of them looking at each other.
The two absent-minded faces complement each other.
As for Yu Yuan, Lin Sanjiu couldn't see him, he was standing behind her.
"Well, well, we just think it's fun..." Lin Sanjiu stammered, "How about you come and give it a try?"
As she spoke, she winked hard at Yuan Xiangxi, tilted her head, and waved her hand—all the ways she could think of to signal were used, and the ghost in white finally realized what he was doing.
"Yeah, it's fun,"
He sighed, and the look on his face was far from "fun". He obviously knew what was going to happen to him next. He dragged his feet and walked slowly towards the puppet master and said, "I'll take you with me."
Go look for a suitable hiding place. If someone runs by, you can catch it..."
When Yuan Xiangxi reached out to pull the puppeteer's sleeve, no one in the room was surprised by the white-clothed shadow that was shot up and thrown away - not even the painter. Instead, he just ran a few steps to the side.
, letting Yuan Xiangxi brush him and fly out.
At the same moment when the puppet master took a step forward and his gloomy anger was as clear as the gathering of dark clouds, Lin Sanjiu suddenly turned around and grabbed Yu Yuan's arm, catching him off guard and pushing him toward the person.
The puppet master pushed from behind.
It was impossible for Yu Yuan to bump into the puppet master, not because of how good he was - but because right behind the puppet master stood a man with black hair on the back of his head.
No one saw when the thing appeared; it seemed that not even the puppeteer was aware of its presence.
Lin Sanjiu knew very well that she couldn't let him turn around and see the "back of his head". Otherwise, with the puppet master's combat power and the abundance of special items, everything would probably go wrong... She could only vaguely understand how bad it was.
The vague feeling of dating. But don't those things want to get closer to people? She can just send someone over - even if he has become very suspicious - right?
However, unexpectedly, Yu Yuan did not successfully hit the back of the black hair's head as she thought.
He twisted around hastily, brushed past the back of the thing, and staggered to a halt. When the puppet master suddenly backed away and turned around, the only people he saw were Yu Yuan and Lin Sanjiu.
That thing is long gone.
The puppet master's eyes were fixed on Lin Sanjiu, and for several seconds, he didn't say a word.
Then, he slowly moved his eyes to Yu Yuan.
"...I opened the phantom body, which is the thing in Yuan Xiangxi's hand," Yu Yuan said in a deep voice, "Only in this way can he come out."
Damn it, Lin Sanjiu cursed secretly. She should have thought that if anyone was uncooperative, it would definitely be Yu Yuan. The top priority was how to get him back to normal without involving the puppet master - maybe
It's too late? What should she do to get those things to stop paying attention to the Puppet Master?
When she was thinking desperately, Yu Yuan had already told her in a simple sentence: "At the same time, there were some supernatural things that came out of the phantom body and tried to devour living people."
"This is the background of our game..." Lin Sanjiu also knew that this excuse was too pale.
Yu Yuan glanced at her, and then looked around at everyone, unable to tell what their expressions were.
What he said next was difficult to understand.
"Have you noticed it too?" Yu Yuan said flatly, "The inconsistency?"
The puppeteer made no sound.
"The goddess obviously had small curly hair... now she has long straight hair." Yu Yuan took out his lighter and looked for it again, but couldn't find the cigarette. "On Qiaotense's head, thick black hair grew.
.
"The mentor's hair has not changed, but the changes to Chotans and the Goddess are invisible. But the painter... the most essential and important thing for the humanoid object of the painter fell to the ground, but he
I didn’t even look at them, I didn’t even pick them up.”
Both of them turned their heads towards Lin Sanjiu.
Yu Yuan's next words hit her in the gut like a stone - "When did Lin Sanjiu turn blond?"
The puppet master's eyes returned to Yu Yuan and said coldly: "Then you are the only one left?"
"No," Yu Yuan stuffed the lighter back and said, "I was also tricked. There were six supernatural things in total. There were exactly six of us present at the time."
Strangely, although I wrote very late today, I was neither tired nor sleepy, but in high spirits...
