Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1255 The puppet master who defaulted
Many iron cans rolled down on the road, and the crisp sound of impact was heard far away, and it lasted for a long time.The labels affixed to the cans were white and blurred, and the words on the labels were etched so that they could not be seen clearly.Bohemia picked up one that hit her knee, squinted at it for a while, and read: "Xian, Xian... what soup?"

Yuan Xiangxi put down the outer robe that he picked up just now and used it as a pocket, dusted it off, stepped on the empty tin can and walked over to have a look. "Fresh tomato soup," he said in a confident tone, "it's sure—wait a minute, I'll see."

"Who knows how long the end of the big bear market has been... Even if it's a can, it should have expired." Bohemia raised his head and gave him a sideways glance. "You are willing to risk going back to get the can, why don't you take a can opener?"

Yuan Xiangxi also has a temper sometimes, and he is not happy: "They are all evolutionaries, what kind of can opener do you want?"

"Do you think my hands have evolved into jagged blades?" Even if she can only sit on the ground to rest, it does not prevent Bohemia from shooting in her mouth. She said while looking for a blade to open the jar: "If it weren't for Lin Sanjiu I don’t want to eat expired canned food if I’m alive or dead.”

"Fresh cockroach soup," Yuan Xiangxi pointed to the can in her hand and said, "That's right."

Knowing that he was farting with his mouth open, Bohemia let go and threw away the can.The wounds all over her body that were cracked by the whip were burning and painful, and the broken ankle bones made her unable to sleep or move; besides a living ghost Yuan Xiangxi who only came back after 800 years, It was a puppeteer who absolutely couldn't take the initiative to talk to her—she lay down again, glanced at the dead Lin Sanjiu beside her, and wished she could throw the can in his face: "It's all because of this vegetable!"

Lin Sanjiu passed out after being cut off from the roots of the tree. It was already in the early hours of this morning.But at this moment, the sun was about to sink into the distant mountains again, and she still showed no sign of waking up.Her breathing and heartbeat are still normal, but the more Bohemia looks at her, the more she feels that she is lifeless at the moment, like an empty plastic bag, dying when there is no wind; when there is wind, she will disappear with the wind. .

After fishing her out, the puppeteer sized up Lin Sanjiu for a while without saying a word.

On the road where several people encountered Lin Sanjiu, the newly grown woods were completely scattered by the puppeteer with a burst of white light, and turned into nothing—although I don’t understand what method he used, and why he didn’t use it long ago. Naturally, Bohemia didn't dare to ask—but since there was no fence there, they decided to go forward for a while before setting up camp, just to be on the safe side.

They said they were camping, but in fact, the tents of Lin Sanjiu and the two disappeared in the white light along with the forest.The only ones that survived were the high shelves of the puppet masters; before the white light rose, they dismantled themselves and quickly climbed to the side of the road, waiting for the next call from their master.At this time, they were not far away, re-shaped, arranged the bed, and lowered the curtains-of course, it had nothing to do with the two injured patients.

At this moment, the two injured patients were lying side by side on the rough and cold road, with a canned food rolling around them.

Yuan Xiangxi stabbed the blade into an iron can, mumbled "It's really hard to open", and glanced at Lin Sanjiu. "Well, it seems reasonable to cut off the roots of a tree and kill her in nine out of ten cases."

"Didn't you suggest cutting the roots?" Bohemia glared at him.

Yuan Xiangxi was so blocked that he couldn't speak, and lowered his head to compete with the jar.After a while, he whispered back: "...the memory is quite good."

After finally opening a few cans, Bohemia struggled to light a fire and became the only one who ate dinner by the fire at night.The can was poked with a small hole, worn by a long hairpin, and hung over the fire to heat; after a while, a strange smell mixed with old vegetables and mold smelled into the air.

Bohemia looked at the sticky gray paste in the jar, tried several times but couldn't open her mouth, turned her head to look at Lin Sanjiu.Faced with such delicious food, the latter still kept his eyes closed; the swaying flames from the wind cast dancing shadows on her face, making her facial features seem to be constantly changing, and instead had a false sense of humor. sense of life.

In fact, except for the soles of the feet where the roots came out, Lin Sanjiu had no injuries at all.But the more intact she is, the more Bohemia feels helpless—bones and wounds can be bandaged, so what can she do in the face of a vegetable?
"Should I feed her some water?" She was suddenly reminded by herself.

"It should be," Yuan Xiangxi nodded and said.

"Then... is it fed from the mouth, or dripped at the root of the tree?"

"Try all?"

"Come here," Bohemia pointed to her ankle, "my foot hurts."

Yuan Xiangxi is really a very gentle person.He filled some water with an empty tin can, and sat down beside Lin Sanjiu; he pinned his long hair behind his ears, revealing a face that seemed to have been gently wiped by the moonlight, and examined Lin Sanjiu for a while status.After pillowing her on his lap, he gently squeezed Lin Sanjiu's chin to make her open her mouth.

"It's useless,"

From behind the crimson curtain, suddenly came the cold voice of the puppeteer. "Water won't restore her lost vitality."

"Then what should we do?" Yuan Xiangxi tilted his head in the direction he was speaking, as if the deer was curious about the muzzle of the gun: "Why don't you come over and take a look."

Bohemia pretended not to hear.

"Throw away the water," the puppeteer seemed to be enduring this guy who couldn't kill and couldn't make a puppet, "don't give water or food."

Bohemia was stunned for a moment, feeling that she should say something, but how to say it did not sound like questioning the puppeteer, and it was not easy to handle; when she was frowning and speaking, Yuan Xiangxi responded bluntly One sentence: "Then isn't she going to die?"

"You see," the puppeteer said with a sigh of almost admiration, "she is not as good as you. You know when you deserve to die, and you die; she never has this self-awareness."

Seeing Yuan tilting his head to the west and thinking for a while, Bohemia couldn't help it: "I'm not complimenting you."

"Oh," he hesitated for a while, then gently put down the tin can in his hand.

After cutting off Lin Sanjiu's water and food, plus traveling during the day and blowing the wind at night, she seemed to be getting weaker and worse day by day.

Every night before Bohemia closed her eyes, she would suspect that Lin Sanjiu would sink in such a dim way when she fell asleep, until she sank into the endless darkness of night, and when she opened her eyes, she no longer existed.Bohemia was disturbed by this thought and couldn't sleep well. She would wake up several times every night, reach out and grope for Lin Sanjiu's face for a while, looking for the breath in her nose.Once she fell into a drowsy sleep, touched Yuan Xiangxi's face for a long time, and woke up with a shock - but because she cursed people too loudly in the middle of the night, she and Yuan Xiangxi were beaten by the puppeteer Fly several steps away.

When Bohemia had the guts to ask what to do if her vitality was lost in this situation, the puppeteer only answered a few cold words: "There is no way."

So just let her drain her vitality and pull her down?What kind of way to save lives is this?

Of course, this cannot be said in any case.

After another two weeks of trekking on the road, Bohemia began to feel that she might also go with Lin Sanjiu.Along the way, they saw no one except occasional glimpses of people outside the fence of the road; the forest had long been sparse and extinct, but the mountains were still rolling.She has already passed the stage of "hungry", and she is so desperate that she wants to put everything in her mouth. If Yuan Xiangxi didn't stop her, she would be able to eat weeds.

A few days later, the puppeteer suddenly told them to stop.

Bohemia was leaning on a branch she got from elsewhere as a cane, and holding Lin Sanjiu in the other hand so that she would not slip off Yuan Xiangxi's shoulders; It took a lot of effort to walk, but at this moment, he stopped and quickly pushed Lin Sanjiu down—"What's wrong? Did you find anything?" He turned around and asked naturally, as if the puppeteer was an old friend.

The puppeteer cast a gloomy look at him, then turned to Lin Sanjiu on the ground.

"Telling her to lose her vitality is harder than asking the sewer to clear up the smell." He sneered, raised one hand, and stroked the air with his fingers a few times.The strips of jet-black leather that kissed the skin on the back of his hand and wrapped around his fingers reflected wisps of light as he moved. "Looks like I have to help her."

Although she hadn't eaten for a long time, Bohemia suddenly belched.

The puppeteer seemed to have promised that he would not kill Lin Sanjiu, and no matter how Lin Sanjiu usually danced, he did survive.So she must have misunderstood, he would not kill Lin Sanjiu... If he wanted to kill him, he would have killed him long ago.It's just... what is "dissipating vitality"?Why did he lose Lin Sanjiu's vitality?
"Well, my lord," she said hesitantly, "how about I come..."

Before he finished speaking, a heavy air flow hit Lin Sanjiu's chest straightly.

The power of this blow was much stronger than it looked, and immediately made her jump up like a dead fish; the sound of sternum cracking and cracking was so clear that even myself My bones also started to ache.The two of them were taken aback, and they couldn't help taking a few steps back, and were stunned for a moment.

Lin Sanjiu was knocked over, but he still didn't wake up.She lay motionless on the road, and Bohemia also stared at her motionlessly—waited for a while holding her breath, seeing that there was no blood on the ground, and then Bohemia slowly exhaled half a breath; After vomiting, it condensed in the throat again.

Lin Sanjiu's back didn't move up and down.

(End of this chapter)