As long as it is an opponent that can be seen and touched, there is nothing to be afraid of - when Lin Sanjiu cast her eyes on the huge snow-white face in the sky, this was the first thought that came to her mind
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After a few seconds, the second thought became: This battle is unwinnable.
The geisha-like face suddenly shrank back after meeting her eyes, and retracted into the vast night, so fast that she almost thought she was hallucinating; Lin Sanjiu hurriedly turned around, looking at
I quickly scanned around and saw that there were countless large vases in my field of vision still standing quietly as before, but I couldn't find that face anywhere.
"Mu Xin," Lin Sanjiu made a quick decision and hurried back to the vase, lowered his head and shouted into the dark mouth of the bottle: "Listen to me, I need you to describe an ability to me!"
"What ability?"
"My -" she suddenly stopped.
She stopped talking and looked down into the mouth of the bottle again.
Is this what Mu Xin’s voice sounds like?
"Speak." Just as Lin Sanjiu was staring at the darkness in the mouth of the bottle, he heard the next sentence buzzing from the vase: "Is there someone who can make you fight--"
Only halfway through that sentence, she had already jumped out like a reflex and blocked her ears again; the [Pygmalion Collar] was cool and attached to her neck, but it finally didn't heat up. She didn't wait for the vase to speak.
Something popped out of her face, and she immediately pounced on it again, kicking the vase to pieces.
The vase cracked, and countless large and small fragments were sprayed out, and they poured all over the cement floor; however, there was nothing among the fragments. There was no Mu Xin, and there was no such huge face like a geisha.
"Mu Xin!" Lin Sanjiu pressed the ball of paper in her ears with both hands, and glanced at the vague shadows of vases one after another: "Where are you? Stretch out your hand!"
All the furniture and vases were painted dark and lifeless. In just a few seconds, everything became silent again, as if what just happened was just an illusion.
No matter which vase it is, there is no human hand extending out.
Lin Sanjiu waited in confusion for a few seconds, then slowly walked forward along the vase. The one just now should be the real Mu Xin, and she couldn't leave him alone. "Mu Xin, where are you?" she called softly.
He said, his own voice sounded strange in his ears that were clogged with paper balls.
Even through the paper ball, she could feel the silence around her; Lin Sanjiu put down her hands and stopped rubbing her ears to make noise. She carefully turned each vase over and took a look, and each vase contained only
It was pitch black. The mouth of the bottle was only about the size of a human head and could not accommodate the shoulders of any adult. This was probably why Mu Xin didn't come out just now.
The inside of the furniture, the gaps, and the holes were actually passages in another space; Lin Sanjiu thought about it, suddenly slapped her forehead, and couldn't help but sigh - she suddenly understood why she couldn't find Mu Xin.
If it were her, if she couldn't get out of the vase, she would naturally give up the vase and find a passageway that could allow her to get out; while Lin Sanjiu was wary of the darkness around her, she strode towards the other end.
, I couldn’t help but secretly blame myself for being stupid.
At the edge of the vase array, there are countless large cabinets arranged crookedly. Among the furniture nearby, only those cabinets are big enough for an adult man to push the door and walk out.
Lin Sanjiu quickly passed through the vase and ran towards the large wardrobes in a few hurried steps; the horizontal and vertical black shadows of the wardrobes stood in the night, tightly next to each other, with only a narrow strip left between the cabinets.
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As soon as she got closer, she suddenly heard a "dang" sound, which penetrated the ball of paper and reached her ears. Lin Sanjiu raised her eyes and discovered the source of the sound.
A wardrobe door opened.
Because the space between the wardrobes was too narrow, the door was only opened a small part and hit the opposite wardrobe.
Lin Sanjiu held her breath and pressed her fingers on the paper balls, ready to crumple them; she stared at the half-open closet door without saying a word.
Is it Mu Xin?
A vague shadow swayed under the cabinet door, then moved back; maybe it was a foot, but Lin Sanjiu couldn't tell for sure. The man cursed something in a low voice, shook the cabinet door vigorously, and seemed to be thinking.
I tried to squeeze out from between the cabinet doors, but after a long time of rustling, apart from making the cabinet door creak, I still couldn't squeeze into the narrow gap.
Lin Sanjiu took a step slowly and opened [A Shining Ding in the Sky].
"Really," the voice behind the cabinet door was muffled by the paper, and she roughly heard these words. "Why is it so narrow..."
Just when she was about to take the second step, the person behind the door suddenly fell silent for a moment. As if he felt her presence, the closet door suddenly retracted slightly and then opened above the vacated space.
In the gap, a line of white was exposed.
The line of white gradually stretched out, forming a tall nose with a fair complexion. As soon as her eyes fell on it, Lin Sanjiu breathed a sigh of relief - she happened to recognize that nose, it was Bolwa!
Polva's nose poked out very carefully, gradually revealing her forehead, chin, and eyes in the shadows... "Is there anyone here?" He asked softly, not as if he wanted to find out who was nearby.
There was no one around, but it seemed like he was afraid of scaring someone.
The possibility of Polva being analyzed is not high. When he encounters danger, he can shed layer after layer of "body" like a golden cicada peeling off its shell, which is equivalent to several more lives than others; besides, he has always been with the puppet master.
If the situation of analyzing him really happens, he will become the person who does not need to be analyzed.
Lin Sanjiu thought as she slowly approached the closet. Even if this person was also a "replica", as long as it was a face-to-face battle, she was not afraid at all - at most, her teeth would be a little tired.
"who?"
Fatty Bai hid behind the closet door and suddenly called out again - he obviously felt someone was there.
Lin Sanjiu had quietly walked between the two wardrobes. Although she was lean and could barely walk in the narrow space while leaning sideways, she would inevitably make noises. When she stopped against a wardrobe, she felt the wooden board of the wardrobe.
Suddenly it started to tremble slightly, and then something seemed to hit the row of wardrobes violently.
There was a clang on the cabinet door, and she was startled and realized that Polva behind the cabinet door seemed to have been hit by something. Before Lin Sanjiu had time to react, she saw Polva's face suddenly flying out from behind the door -
—A human head streaked across the night sky, hit the wardrobe opposite, and rolled to the ground.
That was the head of Polva; his eyes were black and hollow, and the skin on his broken neck was messy, as if he had been bitten by countless rats.
However, Lin Sanjiu's eyes were not on Polva's severed head at this time.
Her eyes followed the head to the ground, and also fell on the big white face sticking out from under the closet door. The big geisha-like face poked out faintly, and before she knew it, it was almost
It touched her calf.
"Lin Sanjiu!"
Another shout suddenly rang out from the closet, causing the whip in her hand to stop abruptly; Mu Xin's voice seemed to come from some distant place, sounding vaguely floating: "There is also a passage in the furniture.
,I'm not--"
It seemed that he thought Lin Sanjiu hadn't noticed this yet, but this sentence wasted the only chance for the two of them to communicate.
Because as soon as Mu Xin finished speaking, the geisha's face suddenly opened her mouth. Lin Sanjiu knew what it was going to do, and hurriedly covered her ears with her hands and rubbed the paper balls in her ears. Mu Xin seemed to still be there
Something was shouted from the closet, but she couldn't hear a word clearly.
Under such circumstances, not only could she not let Mu Xin help her activate the collar, she could not even trust the Mu Xin in the closet - because from the impact just now, it seemed that he was now coexisting with the big-faced geisha.
In a closet.
Lin Sanjiu didn't want to touch the geisha's face with her hands at all; just as she waved her hand and called out [Tornado Whip], the big snow-white face repeated her trick, shrank back and retracted