Send the text at midnight, enter the village quietly, don't shoot
The feeling of standing on the ground with both feet again--
It's awesome!
At this moment, Lin Sanjiu seemed to be suddenly out of mind: she jumped **** the floor several times, her calves were numb, and her boots stomped on the ground; she opened her fingers again and again, She squeezed, she really felt the contraction of muscles and bones, and couldn't help showing a smile that would definitely be called by the puppeteer as "just uncomfortable".
As long as the body comes back, everything is easy.
She sighed contentedly, and in a blink of an eye, her eyes fell on the big goose, and she stopped laughing.
The big goose was still standing on the spot with his head and his mind, and her black bean-like eyes were exactly opposite to her. One person and one goose looked at each other for two seconds, but Lin Sanjiu never found the light that was full of character in his eyes; Behind the goose tail, a bag of potato chips was still lying quietly on the ground.
The puppeteer did not follow along to restore the original shape.
Is it too late? He can't be saved anymore?
Lin Sanjiu walked a few steps tightly, squatting beside the big goose, just about to reach out to grab the potato chips on the ground, but his movements were frozen.
What do i want to do?
She asked herself such a question in her heart.
Do you want to bring him now? Can he be saved? Besides, his consciousness was completely exhausted, and there was no more energy left to help the puppeteer.
But after hesitating for a while, Lin Sanjiu slowly and reluctantly realized that these were actually the reasons she lied to herself, and they were all excuses.
There is only one real reason: if the puppeteer died in this dungeon, then Ji Shanqing, Doctor Cat, and Hu Changzhe would all be rescued!
... That is the gift package of "sister", that is Hu Miaomiao, who has green eyes gleaming when asked, and Hu Changzai, who blushes with a thick neck when he tells lies.
This idea was so tempting that even Lin Sanjiu's fingers trembled slightly. With his life alone, he can exchange the chances of his three companions to survive-or not?
Judging from her knowledge of the puppeteer, this is a guy who only bears grudges but not gratitude; even if she really takes pains to restore his human form, as long as his goal is not reached, he probably won't. Give up the gift package.
But then I think about it again, only Cleveland people need to buy potato chips-this has nothing to do with the puppeteer. The reason why he was also implicated in it was all because he discovered that he was turned into potato chips. , Come and help Lin Sanjiu...
In this case, the reason why the puppeteer has not been transformed into a human form is probably because he has not yet completed his own task-he may be saved.
This guess was pressed down like a heavy black cloud, and Lin Sanjiu's lower lip had been bitten and turned white. The fate of the four people may be between her thoughts.
Squatting next to the big goose, she stared at the potato chips on the ground for a while, and finally stretched out her hand.
... She picked up the shopping list on the ground.
When Lin Sanjiu slowly straightened up, her gaze never left the bag of potato chips. The piece of paper she was pinching tightly in her hand was constantly making a trembling sound, like a dead leaf trembling in the autumn wind.
Maybe people who became potato chips could still hear and see, but she didn't say anything because she didn't know what to say.
Lin Sanjiu was flustered inexplicably, and even she didn't know what she was afraid of-she took two steps back slowly at first, then suddenly turned and ran, running out of the aisle in the eyes of the big goose, until she looked again He stopped when he missed the puffed food shelf.
Holding the cash register with one hand, she couldn't help taking a few deep breaths, as if the short distance just consumed her tremendous physical strength. Knowing that neither the puppeteer nor the big goose can see herself, Lin Sanjiu still has an illusion, as if she is being watched by someone.
She didn't expect that one day she would be full of heart-wrenching guilt towards the puppeteer—
This thought flashed through his mind, and Lin Sanjiu suddenly raised his head, and the hair on his back stood up.
She didn't have any delusions because of guilt.
In the calm and waveless air, behind the empty counter, there was indeed a creature watching her silently.
Lin Sanjiu slowly took two steps backwards, his eyes fixed on the clearing-what is he going to do?
"Mrs. Cleveland," the same Indian voice said, making her frown suddenly, faintly feeling as if something was wrong—"It's great to see you again."
At this moment, Lin Sanjiu suddenly understood what was wrong.
This time, the voice didn't come from the horn; it was like when talking face to face with someone, and the Indian accent came to her ears clearly from not far away.
She hadn't made up her mind whether to respond, but listened to the invisible creature continuing to say: "We are running out of time."
Is this also one of the copy tips? But the fourth hour is clearly far away—"When is it?" she couldn't help asking.
"Don't speak, listen to me." The voice interrupted her unexpectedly. "I have been running this shop for a long, long time. I have forgotten what happened before I came here. Every time I open my eyes, I stand in the same place and look at people with different appearances outside the door. This shop came. My job is to welcome them, to help them buy things, and to maintain the operation of the shop... This time I opened my eyes and met you and Mr. Griffin."
This voice sounded flat, as if it was telling a long-lived story. Compared with the enthusiasm of the briefing, it was like a different person.
No, this is not right. Lin Sanjiu's complexion gradually turned pale, thinking in his heart, he shouldn't have told me these things—
"I just want to work normally, but this time it's different. As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt...the shop has been moved. Someone is looking at me in the dark, looking at this shop."
"I don't know who those people are or what they want, but I can tell you that just now, the gaze from the dark disappeared. I can feel that this matter is not over yet, but I have Maybe you won't see the future. Mrs. Cleveland, it's great to see you again. Be careful, they may be back soon—"
"Wait, where are you going?"
"I'm not going anywhere." The voice paused, and suddenly he sighed slightly: "I'm right here, with my shop. I mean, I and it, probably can't see the future Up."
Lin Sanjiu was taken aback, but he didn't say a word.
"I sit here day after day, watching people come and go without leaving a trace. The only thing I know and familiar with in this world is this shop, so I know that we are running out of time... "
The creature's tone was still steady, without fluctuations, but the voice became smaller and lower, lower and lower, until it died down. Silent re-caged, the air was still empty, and no one was seen.
After waiting for a few seconds, Lin Sanjiu reacted violently, and immediately remembered the puppeteer; she turned around and ran back, and plunged into the aisle-as she braked sharply, the bottom of her boots There was a sharp creak on the floor, piercing the air.
The big goose was still standing in place, but the bag of potato chips under its tail was gone.
"Where is your master?" Lin Sanjiu rushed forward, picked it up, and looked around: "Where has he gone?"
Where can the puppet master go? He has no power at all now, and it is impossible to leave according to his own wishes. She refuses to think badly, and her heart thumps, as if about to jump out of her chest; holding the big goose, Lin Sanjiu He quickly rushed towards the door, betting all hopes on being able to break through.
The feeling of that dungeon creature is not wrong. Of course, the person who has been observing the store in the dark will only be the data body. What made her hang her heart most was that the voice said that she would disappear with the store-now that the copy creature has disappeared, then this store copy, is it about to have an accident?
Lin Sanjiu was full of anxiety, and seeing the glass door not far away, he kicked his feet and slammed straight into the glass. She used all her strength this time, and the force of this collision was not even comparable to that of a locomotive - but it was like a punch into the air, and she didn't hit anything.
With such a powerful charge, she fell into the air lightly, and immediately asked her to turn over all her internal organs, which was extremely uncomfortable for the moment-in the midst of turning around, Lin Sanjiu could not say whether she was lifted into the sky or He fell to the ground, and he didn't even know his limbs were still there.
The field of vision dimmed and bloomed. At this moment, it seemed to be elongated, and there was no end; she was floating in the half-real and half-illusion. After some time, she finally banged and felt her shoulder, The body and legs, like a few rocks in a broken pocket, hit a hard object one after another.
Lin Sanjiu gasped cold and couldn't see anything in front of him, but he still struggled to get up, still holding the goose in his arms. Although the big goose was dumbfounded, it seemed to be taken aback, not staying on her arm flapping its wings.
"Give it back to me," a low voice rang not far away, "That's my goose."
As if a lightning strike passed, Lin Sanjiu's heart beat at the same time, his eyesight gradually recovered. She found herself sitting on a piece of yellow grass, covered with broken bricks, trash, plastic bags, torn cloth... Not far away, a man wrapped in black leather was looking at her gloomily.
"You, are you okay?" Lin Sanjiu jumped up, "I thought you—I thought you—"
"Disappointed?" Half of the puppeteer's face wrinkled, revealing half a row of white teeth. His coldness at this time was a little different, as if he was full of sharp murderous aura: "Your plan to let me fend for myself failed, now it's my turn to take action."
"No—no, I—" Lin Sanjiu flushed with a flush, trying to defend himself, but he couldn't find anything to explain.
The puppeteer did not move, nor came up to attack her, just staring at her coldly in place.
Lin Sanjiu sighed.
"I didn't want you to fend for yourself," she said in a low voice, but she knew that the other party would ignore this. She stopped trying to argue, and whispered softly: "I...that's just a momentary weakness."
"No one cares about your mental journey." The puppeteer sneered. "The reason why I still have your life is because the situation is clearly wrong now."
Lin Sanjiu was reminded like this and looked around carefully, and finally realized that they had changed another environment. The sky was dark and the wind was bleak; the road was smashed and cracked, and the overturned car stretched all the way under the sky until it touched a gray brick wall like a city wall.
"Is this another copy?" she asked softly, but she thought of the Indian in the convenience store. As he said, he really disappeared with the store-maybe watching her crack the first level, the data body wiped out the copy completely.
"No." The puppeteer turned around, leaving her only a back.
After a while, he slowly spoke again. He seemed to be gritting his teeth, and even blue veins appeared on his side cheeks: "...This is my hometown."
Chapter end
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