Weird Regulator

The ferocious white-faced ghost is just a mask, but at this time such a unique element of horror appears.

I can't help Ji Li not thinking too much!

The leaflet floating in the air replaced the world in front of us, and the protagonist in the painting was the so-called "human form".

While gnashing his teeth and claws, Ji Li reached out and pinched the flyer in advance, crumpling the corners into a ball.

It was as if at this moment, Ji Li had become the one holding the thread, and whether the human form would be destroyed or not was only a matter of his thoughts.

At the same time, Fang Shenyan, Mei Sheng and others also got the leaflets in their hands.

Just that, after all, this is just a scary poster, and it is not enough to make the store clerks feel afraid.

What Chirou and Gao Liangping are worried about is the next task.

Now it is almost certain that what they will face in this mission is the ghost called "Bunraku Puppet Show"...

The Japanese woman with white face and makeup slowly came to Ji Li with an awkward posture and bowed deeply.

You should say some words of apology and take the leaflet from their hands.

But now Ji Li is not willing to let it go. If they don't seize this opportunity, they are afraid that when the time comes, they will be regarded as rejected by the hotel.

The ending is, of course, death without a burial place.

"Tell her, let's go watch this show." Ji Li looked at the only Japanese in the team, Xiao Qianduye.

Little Qianduye is also worried, but she can only bite the bullet. Now she just hopes that the ghost will not come for a while.

She stepped forward and chatted with the woman with white makeup. She probably wanted to know as much as possible the specific content of the cultural performance, including the venue of the theater and so on.

Taking advantage of this time, Cui Yanqing and Ji Li talked some useless nonsense.

It was nothing more than the panic shown by the newcomers that they were going to a place that was full of weirdness and there was a high possibility of actually seeing a ghost.

Ji Li really didn't have the intention to comfort him, so he simply explained that it was not time for the mission yet and that generally everything would be fine.

Not long after, little Qianduye came back and said next to Ji Li:

“There was a bunraku puppet show that officially started at 11:30, and there were only seven of us in the audience because they really couldn’t attract anyone.

The location is in a basement on the easternmost side of the Sunset Bridge. We have to hurry up now. "

Ji Li gradually frowned after hearing these words, but otherwise he was fine.

It's just that if only a few of them were watching this scene, there would be no chance of buffering if an accident happened.

The cost and stress of doing so would be too great.

Ji Li hesitated for a moment, then whispered something to Fang Shenyan beside him, and then led the others to follow the woman with white makeup to the Bunraku Theater.

Fang Shenyan was left alone, wandering on the bridge with a graceful figure.

"I'm not afraid of ghosts now, I'm afraid of Branch 4. Be careful when watching the show later."

Ji Li was a little worried about the psychological quality of these newcomers, fearing that they would cause unnecessary trouble when watching the drama.

Mei Sheng walked alone on the side, with an expressionless face, like an iceberg.

As she walked, she saw a small boat passing by on the water, swimming leisurely, but the inside of the boat was blocked and she couldn't see anyone inside.

She just glanced at it and immediately ignored it, no longer paying attention to it.

After the six clerks walked across the river, a corner of the cabin curtain was gently opened.

A resolute face appeared, and the most noticeable thing was the shallow scar on his face that extended from his chin to the corner of his mouth.

There was a slight smile on his lips, as if after seeing Ji Li, some kind of plan would be implemented.

"Mumiko, you have to do what you have been told. I will be there for you at any time."

…

"Miss Qiuting, how long do we have?"

Little Qianduye approached the white-faced woman named Qiu Ting and asked in Japanese.

Qiu Ting's face was still so unnatural, as if she was completely involved in the Bunraku drama in order to promote it, so much so that it affected her life.

"Almost there, just ahead."

Ji Li and the others couldn't understand what the two Japanese said, but they could tell from the increasingly remote route that they should be about to reach their destination.

Sure enough, not long after, a cone-shaped building about one meter appeared on the lawn, with a small door leading to the ground through stone steps.

"Guys, please give me the ticket fee and enter by yourself. I'll see if I can get a few more people before the show starts."

Qiu Ting bowed to Ji Li and others, raising his hands above his chest.

Ji Li took out a golden bean from his arms, placed it in her palm, and said with a stern face:

"No need to look for anyone, your place is reserved by me, and all my friends will arrive soon."

Then he looked at the astonished little Qianduye and continued: "Let her take us in and translate all my words."

Ji Li always had his own plans for what he did and said, and Xiao Qian took it for granted and didn't ask any questions.

Qiu Ting glanced at this wealthy man blankly, and opened the small door without saying anything more.

Inside the door, there is an extremely dark, hazy yellow tone, perhaps because of the basement.

Walking among the stone walls gives people a cold and damp feeling. In this kind of atmosphere, someone watching the show would be haunted.

Ji Li took the lead without changing his expression, silently calculating in his mind how many steps he and others had taken.

From the looks of it, this place should have been a bomb shelter or something like that.

It doesn't look like anything special from the outside, but when you walk in, it's not much different from a maze. Without Qiuting to lead the way, I'm afraid it will take some time to find the home position.

I thought the lights would be brighter at the home stadium, but when I actually arrived, I found that was not the case at all.

It was even dimmer than in the stone path. The dark stage was less than one meter away from the nearest auditorium.

The wind blowing from above can directly hit the faces of the audience in the first row.

Ji Li took a general look, and the third personality accurately said for him: "There are twenty-seven chairs here."

Qiu Ting glanced at the time and saw that there were only five minutes left before the show started, and quickly asked Ji Li and others to take their seats.

Ji Li, Mei Sheng, and Xiao Qianduye sat in the first row, but Cui Yanqing and others did not want to be so close or too far away from Ji Li, so they sat in the second row.

At this time, Ji Li's cell phone buzzed and vibrated. He glanced at it and saw that it was Fang Shenyan's message.

"My friends are here, please pick them up."

Not long after, when Qiu Ting returned again, a dozen or twenty people came, led by Fang Shenyan!

As soon as these people arrived, they almost filled up the entire small theater. Qiu Ting's eyes widened and she never thought that this theater would be full one day.

Ji Li looked at Fang Shenyan, who had returned from his travels, and the Japanese audience sitting around him.

He had asked Fang Shenyan to hire these people with money. If there were really only seven shop assistants, something would happen soon.

That's why he spared no expense to fill up the theater, otherwise he wouldn't even have the manpower to buffer him if something went wrong.

Just as he was sitting upright, a spotlight on the stage suddenly lit up, illuminating an open space in the center.

Behind the backstage curtain, the invisible drum troupe was emitting heavy drum beats, indicating that an absurd and sad bunraku puppet show was about to begin.

Ji Li saw four men in black, wearing veils, slowly appearing from the backstage. In stark contrast to the black cloth, they were holding white-faced human figures in their hands.

Under the light, the humanoids smiled even more ferociously!