Doomsday Wonderland

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This unexpected cry from afar made Lin Sanjiu and Bohemia jump up in surprise, almost hitting the iron pot of hot water. They were ready for battle in an instant, waiting for the thing that had knocked down the Evolutionary to emerge - but after waiting for a while, the night became silent, the cicadas chirped gradually faded, and the moonlight still floated undisturbed on the dark road. , there is nothing strange anywhere.

The only sound was the muffled sound of a human body hitting the ground, accompanied by the sound of blood splashing on the road, so slight that people thought it was their own imagination.

Afterwards, the voice of the evolver could no longer be heard.

"What happened to that man...?" Bohemia asked in surprise and confusion.

The corner of her eyes turned away from the puppet master, and then quickly back away. The only person who can kill the evolved person from far away without making a sound is the puppet master; however, he really has no reason to do this - and after the person died, he did not stand up and become a human. I.

The puppeteer didn't seem to care at all why the evolver suddenly died tragically. He just looked at the iron pot, frowned slightly, and questioned the great witch in his mind: "...Isn't 'from the big to the small' something?" Something, but a dynamic process?”

Both fell silent, although they couldn't hear the great miko's response.

The puppeteer listened for a while without making a sound, and then nodded imperceptibly - the two looked at each other with a layer of confusion. The great witch's ability is indeed extraordinary. She can even capture the "dynamic process" of someone running past and turn it into one of the ingredients for the soup; but then again, since what the great witch wants is just a dynamic process , then the person who killed the evolver is not the puppet master.

How the man died was of no interest to the puppeteer; nothing in the world was more important to him at the moment than the pot in front of him. He raised his chin slightly and rewarded Lin Sanjiu with five more words: "It's your turn now."

Sitting in hot water for a while is not a big deal; just one person sitting in the pot and two people standing outside the pot, as if the pork for dinner suddenly became conscious, and it was really not embarrassing under the big eyes. Not awkward. Seeing that the mud on his boots and trousers had muddied the water, Lin Sanjiu looked at the puppet master: "Is that okay?"

The puppet master closed his eyes and said nothing, but waved to Bohemia.

"She needs to use a channel to display her abilities, but my mental stability is not enough." His face was plain and his tone was ordinary, but it frightened Bohemia and said: "... Come and help me."

"I see,"

Teacher Yi suddenly sighed in Lin Sanjiu's mind: "No wonder he has no consciousness. Just like a madman cannot find consciousness, if his spiritual world is always on thin ice and may collapse at any time, then naturally it will I can no longer develop consciousness.”

Lin Sanjiu pursed her lips, not showing any signs of strangeness on her face.

Bohemia lowered her head, closed her eyes tightly, and her consciousness whizzed around her body - she stood for a while in the sound of the wind, then suddenly took a few steps, reached into the hot water pot and groped; Lin Sanjiu hurriedly moved a little bit of the pork cooking in the pot, and watched as she picked up a roll of wet paper from the bottom of the pot.

They obviously didn't put this roll of paper in, so there was only one possibility - "Did the great witch succeed?" Lin Sanjiu hurriedly put her head in and asked, "Is this what she... cooked?"

"Spread it flat!" the puppeteer ordered.

Bohemia stretched out her hand, wiped the water, and unfolded the paper, revealing a blank piece of paper without any text. It was taken out of the water pot, and the edges were soaked with water. The dark black water traces were like earthworms, crawling down the paper texture, slowly moistening and interlacing, forming three Word: "Gongdao Yi".

Under the moonlight, several pairs of eyes focused on this name. The night was deathly silent, and only the occasional sound of wind and the occasional splash of water made people feel that the scroll was real and not a dream.

As the names appear and disappear, pictures gradually appear on the paper. Under the daylight, the picture is in the bustling crowd, passing through various heads, and slowly approaching a man wearing a black top hat - at this time, he raised his hand, took off the top hat with his hand He came down, revealing a neat head of black hair combed back.

It was indeed Gong Daoyi; from the crowd in the background, we could only guess that he was probably in one of the twelve realms, but it was difficult to determine which one.

As soon as Gongdao turned his head, a smile appeared on his soft and beautiful side face, as if he was talking to someone next to him. Unfortunately, the paper roll could not convey the sound, and his lips could not be read from this angle.

Lin Sanjiu didn't dare to look up and see the puppet master's expression at this moment.

Under the gaze of the three people, Gong Daoyi on the paper suddenly seemed to have noticed something. His expression was shocked, and he immediately turned around and looked around in the picture. When he stopped, his eyes met the three people outside the picture. Hit.

"Why is he looking at us?" Bohemia was startled: "Is it a coincidence?"

As if he heard these words, Gong Daoyi tilted his head thoughtfully and gave a thin smile. He reached into his arms, took out something and looked at it, then turned around and asked the people around him to continue walking forward with him until the scene disappeared into the crowd.

Lin Sanjiu stared blankly at the scroll and remained silent for a long time.

"What's going on?" Bohemia saw that the scroll had become blank again, and she pounced on it and patted it, as if it was an old TV set that should be retired: "Will he come to this world like this?"

No one could answer her—it wasn't until several minutes after the scroll went blank that the puppeteer finally spoke hoarsely.

"...was discovered by him?" Each word seemed to be more gloomy than the previous one. Of course, this sentence was not addressed to Xiang and Lin Sanjiu; after waiting for a few seconds in the ensuing silence, he sneered lowly: "It's best this way."

"What did the great witch say?" Lin Sanjiu hesitated and asked as calmly as possible.

The puppeteer paused - she didn't expect him to answer her, but he thought for a moment and then spoke: "She said that although he was aware of our gaze, he may not be able to combine this with the next step. The 'temptation' of wanting to go together."

"Seduction?"

"Through this piece of paper," the puppeteer said while twisting the paper roll with his fingertips and shaking it gently: "The sight cast on him will become a connection. This connection, According to the great witch, like a rope that is slowly being pulled back, it will lure him to me without him realizing it. Because you have also seen the picture, he may also be lured to you. So until he shows up, you two better not go anywhere."

Bohemia "burped" as if her trachea was stuck.

In other words, it will take a while before Gong Daoyi comes to this world. Fortunately, there is more than one doomsday in this world. Even if the flood disrupts the transmission rules, they will still have a way to stay as long as possible.

Lin Sanjiu breathed out secretly. The later Gong Daichi comes, the better. Maybe she can figure out a way before he appears - she vaguely feels that she needs to save the puppet master from himself.

And... the scene just now came to her mind again, and she shook her head to stop herself from thinking deeply. Even if it is as she expected, all she can do now is wait for Gong Daoyi with the puppet master...

"Why are you still standing there?" Bohemia poked her and urged, "Do you have feelings for this pot?"

Only then did Pork remember that he was still soaking in the pot - Lin Sanjiu quickly climbed out of the pot. His field pants were already soaked and clung heavily to his body, dripping water.

"Before we set off, we have to find a way to release the effect of the ability from this circle. Among other things, my changing clothes are still in the ability." She patted the thin red ring on her wrist and looked at Percy Mia asked, "Do you have any ideas?"

"Wait a minute," the latter raised his head, UU Reading www.uukｎshu.net "Let's go? Where to go? Can't we just wait here?"

"Doctor Cat is still in the apocalyptic world over the road!"

Once Hu Miaomiao is no longer around, its power and effect will be greatly reduced. Bohemia remained unmoved and retorted: "Doctor Cat might be fine by himself, but whoever you follow will be in trouble. Let me see, let's just sit where we are. Maybe in two days he will be fine." I just figured it out on my own."

Lin Sanjiu turned to look at the puppet master: "Can't you contact it?"

"cannot."

"But, don't you make a part of it into a doll——"

"Lifted."

"Why?" she asked, dumbfounded.

"My pleasure."

"Then...those two dolls..."

"Dead." The puppet master rolled his eyes from the shadows, "Can't be contacted."

"It's really dangerous over there on the highway!" Bohemia took a breath, "Even the adults' puppets were in danger."

The puppeteer accepted this kind of euphemistic flattery without changing his face. However, his next sentence made Bohemia's mouth drop immediately: "Rest where you are tonight. If the cat doesn't come back tomorrow night, we will cross the highway."

Lin Sanjiu would never dream that he said this because he was thinking about her; she glanced at the puppet master's belly under the leather jacket with the corner of her eyes, and understood a little bit - his previous injuries were so serious that it was impossible to recover in a short time He's completely healed, but he may still be in a state where he needs a doctor by his side, right?

"Just in time, I can also study these two thin circles." She said as she sat cross-legged, her wet pants cold against her skin, but she almost didn't notice.

Because at this time, Teacher Yi was whispering in her mind: "...The person who was following Gong Daoyi just now should be Mather, right?"