How to ensure that the puppet master can come back after leaving has taken everyone a lot of thought.
A few people discussed each other for a long time, and even the square-faced man was invited in and expressed a lot of professional opinions; in the end, the plan that was actually finalized was probably a plan that, except for Lin Sanjiu and others, would be the best in the world.
There is no way for a second person to copy it.
"This is..."
Wan Lin, who was called by Zhihe again, stared at the human arm that Lin Sanjiu handed her, with a very ugly face. It didn't take long for her to recover from the shock and fear brought by the puppet master, and she realized
It was indeed a bit difficult for her to figure out what she wanted to bring this time.
"I will definitely not seek revenge on you," Lin Sanjiu advised, holding the box with the human arm in both hands, with a very upright attitude. "...You have done him a big favor,
Besides, it’s not really his arm.”
The forearm was thin and skinny. Regardless of whether it was connected to the body or not, it was as bloodless as white paper. The hand at the end of the forearm had clear knuckles and long fingers. It seemed that it would turn over immediately and turn the hand that touched it.
People become puppets.
"No...isn't it," Wan Lin said, quickly glancing at the puppet master not far away - his eyes turned to his intact and hanging hands, and then he looked back.
Although the puppet master was extremely unhappy at the moment, he was still gloomy and had endured them quietly until now. Apart from the fact that the matter was too important to lose his temper, it might also be because he didn't know how to react.
——Anyone in the world may not be very clear about such things as having one’s arm copied from a gift package, then asking someone to take it to another world, and asking the flood service provider for the destination.
What is the appropriate response?
In the face of a huge flood, they already knew what information the puppet masters needed to provide. They could just write it down and give it to Wan Lin. Only the requirement to hold their arms tripped them up, and then they thought
This method was found.
"No, but it's no different from his own. No, it's his own hand at all." Lin Sanjiu noticed Wan Lin's confusion and assured: "How should I put it, it's like he was born with three hands -"
Her lingering vigilance made her rein in the situation, she stopped in time, and changed her words: "Anyway, just take her there and do what I told you."
Wan Lin is an ideal candidate. All her wealth has been robbed, and she has to live here and there recently. It is extremely difficult. Even if she is afraid of the puppet master, she really does not have the confidence to refuse Lin Sanjiu.
She respectfully took the box containing the arm with both hands, and the square-faced man sent her to Wandering in the Clouds. When she appeared again two days later, Wan Lin handed her the box and a sentence again.
"Yes," she said the most important result first: "The flood service provider told me that the puppet master can return to the Karma Museum from Wandering in the Clouds at any time. The service provider and I were a little surprised at the time...
I didn’t expect that this method would actually work.”
Lin Sanjiu paused, feeling as if her vision was covered by thick fog. At this time, she was stretching out her feet to explore the rocky ground in front of her. She still didn't know whether after this step, she would stand firm or fall off the cliff.
."Are you sure?"
"Well," Wan Lin nodded again, "I can give you the location and name of the flood service provider."
Just like that, with almost no sense of reality, the puppet master left that night.
No matter who it is, compared with every reunion, "leaving" is always like a sentence that should have been finished but was interrupted, or a section of a movie that was turned to mute.
Even Lin Sanjiu is almost used to parting now; it is not a highly ritualistic toasting and seeing off together - parting in the apocalyptic world is calm, gloomy and dumb. Life, or something else,
It was originally damaged, but now it has just returned to its original state silently.
At the first glance, the dark and straight figure was still there, standing with Yuan Xiangxi in front of the flood service provider.
The second time I looked at it, I saw that the tips of her own boots were stained with a little dust.
At the third glance, there was only the square-faced man in front of me.
Because Yuan Xiangxi is not a human being, he can follow him as long as he is regarded as an "object". This makes Lin Sanjiu somewhat relieved. Although Yuan Xiangxi does not have much combat power, he cannot send many troops.
It was useful, but she always felt that as long as there was even one companion by her side, the puppet master would not go too far and would not be unable to come back.
After the chores were sorted, the expenses were settled, and the square-faced man left, Lin Sanjiu was stunned for a while in the world that suddenly became much quieter.
Qing Jiuliu unscrewed a bottle of wine, took a sip himself, and handed it over silently. Lin Sanjiu stretched out his hand without looking, took a sip, and handed the gift bag.
Ji Shanqing put the mouth of the bottle into his mouth very lightly. When the bottle fell, his face was like vacuum-packed beef jerky.
"What, what is it-" He couldn't finish his words, so he coughed hard, finally breaking the silence among the few people: "Is it poisonous? It tastes so bad-"
"You haven't had any wine?" Qingjiu Liu didn't care whether he could breathe, and quickly took the wine carefully.
"Of course I have," Ji Shanqing's face turned red and tears came from his eyes, "but I have never drunk such a terrible wine!"
"You are not as good as a puppet master," Qingjiu Liu put away the wine and said, "I will give him a taste when he comes back."
Lin Sanjiu was embarrassed to say it, she also found it quite unpleasant to drink.
"Speaking of wine, the puppet master and Yu Yuan have pretty good taste." They were obviously people who dared to drink industrial alcohol when they were addicted to alcohol, but now they miss their drinking companions who have similar tastes. "I
The Karma is definitely good, and I will definitely not be reduced to the point where I can only spend the rest of my life with you."
These words reminded the gift bag - he wiped his face with tears with his sleeve, and said to Lin Sanjiu: "Sister, haven't I been thinking about you for the past two days, 'meeting an old friend in a foreign land'?"
Lin Sanjiu lowered his head and glanced at the ballpoint pen line drawn on his wrist, and said, "What's wrong?"
"There are a few questions. I'm afraid I need to observe it actually working once before I can get the answers."
Ji Shanqing looked around and explained: "Under circumstances like this, we just wait passively for the next person to be called back when we meet an old friend in a foreign land. It is difficult for us to tell how it works, and
I don’t know how long this process will take. But if you take the initiative to...well, 'apply' it, you can provide me with a lot of precious information."
"How to apply it?" Lin Sanjiu asked in confusion.
"For example," Ji Shanqing couldn't help but sigh when he said this, "...you take it for a 'space crossing'."
