Doomsday Wonderland

The sound of "tick-tock" and "tick-tock" of the second hand ticks away time one by one.

The silence had stretched for a long time, and Lin Sanjiu couldn't explain why no one made any movement. Anyway, including herself, everyone stood there, motionless, looking at the puppet master who was also motionless in the distance - in fact, they didn't need to take action, they just needed to wait for the time to end.

As for why the puppet master didn't take action, Lin Sanjiu couldn't figure it out, but at least she was relieved and didn't have to worry about anyone getting hurt because of his anger. After feeling a little more at ease, she was able to spare time to sigh about another unrelated thing: the puppet master's things were really more and more... unnecessarily gorgeous.

The antique brass clock, which is taller than a person, sits in a carved rosewood clock box. Every sound of the knock seems to contain a kind of arrogance of a famous family; the calm wood color that has been baptized by time is filled with traces of scratches and unknown. Whose memory it is, there is a faint glow.

Although it looked gorgeous and expensive, it was too inconvenient. Lin Sanjiu thought to herself, every time she needed to check the time, she had to bang such a big clock on the ground first?

Opposite the clock, the puppeteer was sitting in a chair made of velvet and feathers. His long legs in jet black leather were overlapped, as if his fingers were whitened by the snow, gently touching each other.

If an outsider walked in at this time, he would definitely not think that he was actually discussing with the great witch how to use the phantom body to take the ghost back - because the phantom body was like a piece of garbage, casually thrown at his feet; don't look at people. Everyone's eyes would turn around on it several times, but no one would try to grab it.

Slowly, in the dead silence, the puppet master let out a light breath.

"...How is it?" Yu Yuan asked.

He didn't look anxious at all, but more and more relaxed. Except for the puppet master and Yuan Xiangxi, the other six people present had no objection at all to the waste of time - including Yu Yuan.

The reason why Yu Yuan asked aloud was just to cope with the situation: his "obsession" was only in the "truth". When he felt that he had guessed the truth of the incident, he would be satisfied. As for himself and Lin San What will happen next for Jiu and his group is beyond his concern.

"Both the Grand Miko and I believe that one thing is very important..." The puppet master didn't look at anyone when he spoke, because he just said that he wanted to protect his eyesight. "You guys, how did you enter the phantom body last time?"

"Well, this," Yu Yuan thought for a while and asked, "Do you have any guesses?"

"That movie." The puppeteer raised his eyelashes, touched the clock lightly, and lowered his eyes.

"It makes sense," Yu Yuan thought for a while and nodded. "General film production companies have no reason at all to use real supernatural beings when making ghost movies... Not to mention where to find them, do they need to find 600 supernatural ghosts to release 100 ghost movies? Unless this is not a normally shot and released movie at all, the reason for the existence of this movie is to trap us in the illusion through the shooting process——"

When he said this, he suddenly said "Oh" and smiled, showing a row of white teeth. "I didn't notice it for a moment. It's not 'us', it's 'them'."

The puppeteer closed his eyes.

"In another...four minutes," Yu Yuan looked at the clock and said, "It will be 'us'."

Lin Sanjiu had been listening to their conversation with bated breath. Hearing this, he finally let out a long breath and relaxed his shoulders.

A group of people spent so much effort on the venue, actors and energy paint, and it took an unknown amount of time, to finally lock those supernatural things into the phantom body together with the "energy pictures" left by the actors; now people The puppet master only has four minutes left, and he has no methods or props. No matter how powerful he is, what can he do?

Her friends should finally be safe.

Yu Yuan seemed to have thought of the same thing. He looked at the puppet master and asked, "You can't make a movie either. What are you going to do?"

Based on Lin Sanjiu's understanding of the puppet master, his silence at this moment and the bright pink reflection in the corners of his eyes like the tips of knives all explained one problem: neither he nor the great witch knew what to do.

Even Yu Yuan, who has a part of the knowledge base of the data body, knows nothing about the things in the phantom body and has nothing to do, let alone others?

"Don't worry," she looked at the puppet master's expression and couldn't help but want to say something to make him feel better: "You'll know when it's your turn later. It's not a big deal. It doesn't hurt. Annexation It’s scary to say this about humans, but unlike humans, we won’t become—”

She didn't have a chance to finish her nagging words, when a group of phantoms hit her in the ghost hole with a "pop" sound. If it wasn't for the pain, it would definitely hurt her face and mouth. Lin Sanjiu understood for the first time what "stumbling between lips and teeth" meant. She almost choked on the breath she had blocked. She quickly stretched out her hand and scraped off a piece of cloth from her face.

If you look closely, it's not even a clean white towel like the puppeteers use to wipe their fingers; it looks more like a shoe polish.

When Lin Sanjiu raised her head from the shoe polish, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net she was already covered by a shadow.

"You just said...renben?"

The puppet master stood a step or two away, and he didn't know whether it was his voice or his breath that was more deep and cold.

"I told you, what's wrong?" Lin Sanjiu faced him now, feeling Yuan Xiangxi's worry-free peace after stepping into reincarnation, and asked, "Do you want it?"

The puppeteer gave an almost gentle half-smile, and the sharp corners of his lips pierced people's field of vision.

"It's so pitiful," he said sympathetically, "people can't do it well, but ghosts can't do it. It's neither human nor ghost, neither three nor four."

"What are you doing, just trying to satisfy your cravings?" Lin Sanjiu retorted, "Why am I not three... huh? What does 'ghosts can't do' mean?"

The puppet master looked at her and tilted her head, a lock of wet black hair sliding down her cheek.

"It's already reached this point," Lin Sanjiu compared herself and said, "Do you still think you can reverse the process of us being embezzled? It's impossible for humans to do anything -"

Before she finished her sentence, she suddenly paused.

The puppet master said calmly: "It seems you have thought of it too?"

Lin Sanjiu froze, unable to nod.

"Give me."

Lin Sanjiu straightened her neck, and all her thoughts were focused on one place for a while; the two humanoid figures in the "Seed" ability sensed something strange and started to move a few times.

"No, no... I obviously told you this as a secret..." she stammered, "You can't use it against me instead..."

The puppeteer took out a white towel and wiped his ears.

"You also know that as soon as I take out the old woman, its owner may sense it..."

The puppeteer smiled.

"I'm afraid I'll kill you? Take it out."