Doomsday Wonderland

Endless darkness still enveloped this cemetery, and the silent shadows of the furniture stood high and low in the dark night, forming grotesque outlines. The noise they made when they acted just now had already spread far away, but somehow it did not attract the Supreme God.

There was no way he hadn't heard. This is his territory - the furniture is there to block the evolvers, not to blind or deafen him.

Then why not arrest people?

If Ji Shanqing had asked Ji Shanqing to consider the same question, he might have gotten the answer a long time ago; but it took Lin Sanjiu a while to realize that she was not the only target of the Supreme God. For the Supreme God, the seriously injured puppet master is obviously a better target.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glance at the black shadow that represented the little preserved egg.

The child's rickety appearance left a terrifying silhouette in the night; especially the thin, white and withered skin, and the bulging eyes that couldn't be closed, he looked less like a child and more like a degenerate. kind.

Lin Sanjiu swallowed silently, and suddenly remembered another "child" she had met back then, Wang Sisi.

She glanced at Little Preserved Egg again.

This child has been wandering around the Olympic arena for several years, which shows that he is not an evolver and has no ability to evolve, so he will not be teleported away. It's a pity that she doesn't know whether ordinary people can teleport with a visa. If she knew this, she would be able to tell whether he was telling the truth - even though Lin Sanjiu had felt his pulse when she caught him just now. .

The boy had no idea what she was thinking. He was snuggled softly on a single sofa. Every breath he took was very laborious, and his belly was arched high and dropped low.

Judging from his description just now, that person is undoubtedly the puppet master.

The puppet master's evolution ended long ago, but he never woke up because his injuries were too severe. After Fatty Bai carried him into the furniture cemetery, how could he suddenly wake up without any medical supplies or medical means? Moreover, where did Fatty White go?

"That man," Lin Sanjiu asked in a low voice, "which direction do you think he went?"

The little man opened his mouth, and the stench surrounding him became stronger. He rolled his big eyes and hesitated: "He...he..."

Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but squint her eyes, subconsciously trying to see him more clearly in the dark. "What's up with him?"

"He's dead, sister."

"What do you mean he is dead?" Lin Sanjiu stood up straight. "What do you mean?"

The black shadow of the little skinned egg shrank in fear and stammered: "The people here... often walk around after they die... I... I have seen them many times."

Lin Sanjiu was stunned for a second.

"Why are dead people walking around? How do you know he's dead?"

The little skinned man's shadow climbed off the sofa tremblingly. These two questions seemed a bit difficult for him to answer. He thought for a while and whispered: "Because that's how he left."

As soon as he finished speaking, the huge round head suddenly fell down and hung down on his chest, and his neck looked like it was broken; without leaving his feet off the ground, he slowly dragged his body towards Lin Sanjiu and shouted There was a long rubbing sound.

Lin Sanjiu's scalp exploded and she took a step back suddenly - just when her back hit a chest of drawers, the little man suddenly raised his head again. In the blink of an eye, his shadow returned to normal.

"That's how they walk," he said, and for lack of vocabulary he could only repeat: "Some dead people don't walk like this, but he does. His feet do."

While talking, he put his entire instep on the ground to demonstrate.

Lin Sanjiu looked at him in surprise and remained silent for a long time. She clenched her hand tightly and felt the card pinching her hard. After a few seconds, she asked in a low voice: "I don't care if he is dead. Tell me, where did he go?"

The little man said "Oh" and raised his hand to point in the distance: "Over there."

Lin Sanjiu looked in the direction of his finger, and her scalp slowly became numb. With a hint of luck, she asked: "That area behind the closet?"

"No, inside, inside the closet." The boy in the shadow looked at her and replied, "The closet door opened and he went in."

The dark night seemed to gain weight all of a sudden, making Lin Sanjiu breathless.

In?

Into the closet?

"...I haven't come out again." Xiaomei Dan said in a low voice, "Sister, do you want to go in?"

The wardrobe that the puppeteer was said to have gotten into was two and a half meters high, becoming a huge shadow in the darkness. Lin Sanjiu stood in front of the closet. Even in the darkness, she could still feel the boy's huge eyeballs resting on her.

Lin Sanjiu's hand stretched out towards the closet and stopped on the handle without opening the closet door. "Besides him, is there anyone else?" she asked, staring at the little preserved egg.

"Yes, there are many. Dead people, walking back and forth. But...that's the only one I saw for the first time."

There was a dead silence in the furniture graveyard. With Lin Sanjiu's hearing, she couldn't hear any sound except the flow of air.

"I...why didn't I see the dead person?"

"They are not necessarily outside," replied the black shadow of Little Preserved Egg. "Sometimes they walk inside or under the furniture. Just like you did just now."

Lin Sanjiu felt her skin all over her body was numb and she didn't even know what to ask next.

Is what Little Preserved Egg is talking about the fallen species of Olympics?

"I understand," she responded dryly, "Then I won't go in. I'll look for other companions outside."

The little preserved egg didn't say a word.

Even if you don’t know whether this wardrobe has anything to do with the puppeteer, you can’t just turn a blind eye to it.

Lin Sanjiu called out a knife and carved a big mark on the closet door. During the whole process, she was leaning sideways, staring at the boy with her peripheral vision; after the mark was carved, she kept a semi-sideways posture and slowly walked past a large fish tank that was as tall as a person.

Xiaopidan slowly walked a few steps in her direction, seeming to be walking slower and slower because of his physical weakness.

"You should rest here and don't wander around." Lin Sanjiu stopped him a little stiffly, "I'll go take a look around first."

The boy suddenly made a strange syllable in his throat; he didn't know whether he wanted to whimper or say something. But in the end he didn't say a word, he just watched Lin Sanjiu gradually walk away, the little black shadow motionless.

Although he said he had "gone far", in fact, Lin Sanjiu hadn't gone very far at all.

After squeezing out from between several desks, there seemed to be more and more furniture, crowded and overlapping; when I first came in, there was still a way to walk, but now there is no place to stand. While Lin Sanjiu was watching her back, she moved forward with difficulty between the countless pieces of furniture, reading a book www. uukansｈhu.net Apart from knowing the direction of the wardrobe that might be related to the puppet master, he didn't even know where he was going. The light of [Ability Polishing Agent] on the horizon has long been invisible. I don’t know if it was taken away or if the darkness swallowed up the light.

When she finally had to stop, she was facing a stack of large dining tables, with dozens of them. Several huge cabinets with unknown uses blocked the rest of the space. Some lamps, telephones and other items that were not actually furniture were thrown randomly in the cracks and on the top of the cabinets, precariously.

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