Weird Regulator

The dull drum beat and the lack of circulating air made most of the people present breathless.

Among them, the clerks are more important.

Chirou had bitten the nails on her fingers until they were bare, but she was still biting them. Little did she know that a barb had been torn off, and blood flowed into her mouth without her knowing it.

Cui Yanqing wanted to light a cigarette at this moment, but after looking at Heigulongdong's home court, she could only endure it.

It seems that the only ones who can watch this performance are Ji Li, Fang Shenyan and Mei Sheng.

The three of them did not appreciate it, but thought that this scene might provide hints on how to survive this mission.

In fact, for a few of them Chinese people, this kind of art is simply incomprehensible.

Four string pullers, all wrapped in black tights, sat on the stage, dancing half-human-sized puppets in their hands, and performing some situational performances.

The jabbering Japanese lyrics sounded like a running account. If it weren't for the intensive drum beats, it would have been more like a memorial service that was both comical and solemn.

Ji Li and others seemed to have come to watch the ceremony, but until now, no one knew who had died.

He was completely confused and couldn't tell the number.

Including Chidaba-chan, she, a native Kyoto native, cannot understand this kind of art. She is even sitting on pins and needles with beads of sweat on her face.

"Four Japanese men, but their singing method is very strange. They do not use spoken language, but ventriloquism."

The third personality was relaying all the information he had seen to Ji Li in real time.

What the scene is about is not important at all.

What matters is the people on the stage, and the human puppets.

"Where's the backstage? Can you hear anything?" Ji Li rubbed his swollen temples and asked from the bottom of his heart.

"Heavy drums, gongs, and Qiang flutes, very strange..."

The third personality felt a little hesitant to say it. He identified it carefully again and changed the subject!

"No! All these instruments are played by one person!"

Ji Li frowned and pricked up his ears to listen. He found that the turning point was very abrupt and rushed.

It's like one person can't play all the instruments at the same time.

"Pay attention to the difference in timbre on the radio. When the person can't keep up with the rhythm, electronic sound will be used instead. This is the main reason for the difference in timbre!"

Ji Li became more and more confused. So, there were only five people actually performing bunraku drama.

There are four string pullers in black tights at the front desk and one musician responsible for accompaniment.

Ji Li once again focused on the human figures. He found that these human figures were indeed lifelike, but also weird.

They are all half-human in size, more like a child of thirteen or fourteen to be precise.

The torso of the body is not large, as if it is not fully developed, or it may be a dwarf.

But the limbs, especially the arms, are already adult-sized.

Spliced ​​together!

This was Ji Li's first impression of the human form. As for the clothes he wore, they were not very particular, just ordinary Japanese clothes.

Finally, there is the mask, which is the iconic white-faced ghost mask with two holes for the eyes.

Inside, Ji Li could see eyes that were like black gems, but they seemed to be embedded and lifeless.

Seeing this, he raised his wrist and noticed the time.

At this time, it has arrived at 23:47 on November 4th. In thirteen minutes, the specific tasks will be issued and the tasks will officially begin.

Ji Li hesitated for a moment, then stood up from his chair. In full view of everyone, he stepped onto the stage with high steps!

Little Qianduye's eyelids twitched, and before she could stop him, it was already too late.

Although the rest of the people didn't know what was going on, they were happy to watch the excitement. After all, whatever Ji Li could find would be a good thing for everyone.

The Bunraku drama was still being performed, and there was no interruption due to Ji Li's appearance on the stage.

Ji Li's eyes flickered, and he walked to the human puppet on the far right and stretched out his hands, wanting to touch the material.

Suddenly, the string puller behind him suddenly shook his wrist.

Suddenly, the human figure turned around and grabbed Ji Li's arm with two cold hands!

Ji Li frowned and glanced at the thread puller.

He felt the hands holding him, and they felt very soft, as if they were alive!

But the breath is as cold as death!

"Could it be that, as Xiao Qian said... the human forms are all living beings endowed with souls..."

Ji Li did not believe in evil, so he raised his hand to break free of the human figure. He wanted to touch and see for himself, but at the same time, the person holding the thread also began to resist silently.

The man controlled the human form and started a push-hand battle in front of Ji Li.

The originally depressing atmosphere took a turn for the better because of Ji Li's appearance on the stage, and the audience burst into laughter.

It seems like there's something weirdly fun about seeing human puppets fighting with live humans.

After several contacts, Ji Li gradually confirmed that these humanoid figures were definitely not alive.

But how it is made and what the materials are are still unclear.

In this way, Ji Li stayed on the stage for almost ten minutes and got off the stage five minutes before the end.

During this time, he determined the information about the third personality.

Four black figures, four figures, and a musician are the composition of the bunraku puppet show.

And just when Ji Li sat down, the third personality suddenly said:

"There's something wrong with the humanoid figure on the second right!"

This news immediately made Ji Li pay attention to the second human figure on the right.

"When you stepped off the stage, the eyes under its mask moved! They were staring at your back!"

Ji Li clenched his fists. Sure enough, something abnormal would still happen.

He had carefully observed the eyes of these humanoids. They were dead and would not move at all.

But the third personality now said that the humanoid on the right glanced at him. It was obviously not a visual difference, but the eyes turned and landed on him.

"After I step off the stage in a while, I will talk to these people who brought up the thread."

Just as he said this, the music suddenly stopped.

The lights in the center of the stage went out, and several stringers quietly left the stage.

But the wall lamps on both sides lit up one after another, and a strange woman in a kimono came out with a thick stack of cards in her hand.

"The play has ended. The time has reached 11:55, and it has not yet reached midnight..."

Ji Li was a little confused as to what the hotel was doing, but judging from the looks of it, this woman should have something to say.

The woman raised the card in her hand, which should be a souvenir, and spoke some Japanese.

Then he began to distribute them to each audience member. Ji Li counted the positions of several of them, thoughtfully.

Sure enough, when the Japanese woman came to Ji Li with a scent of fragrance, she handed him a card.

But it is not in Japanese, but in Chinese characters.

"Within 78 hours, create a standard humanoid form."

At this time, the hour hand, minute hand, and second hand on the watch coincide with each other.

It has just arrived, midnight on November 5th!