I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

The door to the control room appears to be locked.

After more than 20 years of trials and hardships, this lock still sticks to his post and does not give up.

Lu Jian felt a wave of respect spontaneously.

The door was then decisively pried open with a crowbar.

bang——

With a loud bang, the lock that lasted for more than 20 years finally came to an end.

Lu Jian came to the control room.

The control room is responsible for the opening and closing of the stage curtain, the projection of lights, the playback of music, and the operation of the field control. There are three other rooms in the Jiangcheng Grand Theater, which are located above the two sides of the stage and directly opposite the stage.

There should have been many instruments in this room, but there is nothing now.

But the control room was not dark.

The transparent windows looked into the theater hall, and since the dome had been burned and half collapsed, the light from outside was able to shine in, and the control room was obviously dimly lit by this, but only a little light.

The sky is getting late, and the last twilight of the sunset is also rapidly dimming. The sky seen from here is already dark, and night will soon fall.

Lu Jie looked down from the height and saw the stage shrouded in twilight.

Surprisingly, except for some traces of scorched black, the stage turned out to be quite empty. Although the seats were empty and messy, the stage was the only one that stood alone, and the dim light fell on it, like a spotlight during a performance. , persistently whitewashing the passing prosperity.

The line of sight moved, and there was a piano on the side of the stage.

"piano?"

How could there be a piano left?

Lu Jian had this moment of doubt.

thump——

The quaint piano suddenly made a crooked sound, but Lu Juan clearly didn't see anyone beside the piano!

The hairs stood up along his back, and Lu Jian leaned forward slightly, clenched the crowbar in his hand, trying to see more clearly.

Bang——

At this moment, his foot suddenly stepped on the ground, and his whole body quickly lost his balance, and he was about to fall.

Click——

Lu Jian's crowbar hooked the sill of the broken window, and he managed not to fall.

Lowering his head, Lu Jian saw that there was already a hollow under the left foot he had just stepped on. The floor under the protruding control room may have exhausted the last bit of life due to the visit of the guests he hadn't seen for many years, and it was broken and collapsed.

If Lu Juan didn't have a crowbar just now, or if he had walked a little further, he might have fallen from the control room and broke at least one leg.

He hurriedly took a few steps back, trying to exit the room.

But Lu Jian's back quickly leaned against something, and the lines of that thing came through the touch behind him, and it looked like a person!

Lu Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around hastily, and while the flashlight was shining, he raised the crowbar in his hand.

He saw several pale human figures standing in the corner of the control room, where the sunlight from the theater hall had not yet set foot.

That's a mannequin.

These model dolls are also wearing tattered tuxedos, skirts, etc., like guests about to attend a grand banquet.

"Why are these things piled up here?"

Lu Jian looked up and down at these model dolls.

He saw that, not knowing who was playing the prank, the originally blank faces of these mannequins were painted with crooked eyes.

These eyes seemed to be looking in the direction of the theater hall, with a strange taste.

Lu tripped the front one with a crowbar.

like a statue.

He then used a flashlight to illuminate the rest of the control room, which was empty, only these few mannequins were placed here abruptly.

He turned around to leave, and took another look at the mannequins with some anxiety.

Nothing moved.

just... the eyes of these dolls,

It seems to have turned to the direction of the door where Lu Yi is.

"...The problem is really big."

Lu Juan took back the flashlight and hurried back to the front hall.

It was completely dark, and he glanced at his phone. At 7:30, he had been exploring the corridor for more than an hour.

At the same time, the text on the phone screen distorted and turned into a cold reminder text.

【Mission starts】

[Find the player: 0/1]

【Survive until dawn: 10:29:43】

"Ten hours... until sunrise at six tomorrow morning?"

Lu Jian set the alarm clock for six o'clock tomorrow morning on his mobile phone, put it in his pocket, and then pushed open the door of the creaking theater hall.

Even in the dilapidated present, Lu Jian can still feel the former glory of this grand theater, which can accommodate more than a thousand people, which was quite a large scale at that time.

However, the fire burned half of the auditorium, and the second floor was almost reduced to charcoal. Even after so many years, Lu Yi could still smell the hot and suffocating breath in the air.

The once gorgeous dome was shattered, and the starlight spilled from the gap, making the stage glow with a white mist.

Lu Jian came to the first row, tapped the stage with a crowbar to confirm its firmness, and then jumped up.

His shoes stepped on the wooden boards, making crisp, rattling footsteps, echoing in this broken hall that still had a loudspeaker structure.

All the way to the piano carefully, the light of Lu Jian's flashlight brushed over the piano shrouded in night.

He doesn't know how to maintain the piano, and he can't recognize the brand, but the piano gives him a simple and old feeling, but at the same time it has a new meaning. Lu Juan shines the light on the keys, and he doesn't find any dust.

Not only the keys, but even the strings of the open piano, there is no dust.

Thinking of this, Lu Jian finally realized that something was wrong just now.

He leaned down slightly, rubbing the back of his fingers against the ground.

clean.

The ground on the stage was clean.

After so many years of disuse and no one to clean it, it stands to reason that it should be full of ashes.

But......

"Wait a moment."

Lu Jian came back to his senses.

The clothes of the mannequins in the control room just now seemed to be not covered in dust except for being tattered! ! !

clatter--

At this time, there was a slight sound from the direction of the control room on the other side. Originally, this sound should not be noticed at all, but it is so quiet now, and the echo effect here is so good. Therefore, The voice clearly entered Lu Jian's ears.

He glanced over there, only to see, behind the glass in the control room, a human face was peeping at his position.

"!"

The light of the flashlight quickly shined on it, and only then did Lu Jian see that it was also a model doll with strange eyes painted on its face.

"...Is there something on the other side too?"

He shone a flashlight into the control room across the stage, which unfortunately had no mannequins.

Lu Jian walked off the stage, looked around, and there seemed to be no more abnormalities.

He walked off the stage, found an unbroken chair in the first row, patted off the dust on it with a crowbar, and then put down his backpack.

Taking out the self-heating rice and water, Lu Yi was going to have dinner first.

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