Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 2028 Not one less
The strange thing is that after meeting Jotans and his mentor, every wall and every control panel that Lin Sanjiu encountered, as if he knew his mistakes and could correct them, opened them up smoothly and formed a road.

"Just press these few buttons?"

Once when she encountered a wall blocking the way, she asked Jotans to teach her to operate the control panel for some reason, and she opened the wall she had selected; just a few simple buttons, Lin San Jiu suddenly realized that she had never tried it herself just now—at least, she hadn't tried it before Yu Yuan operated it.

Yu Yuan has been silently following behind them.Lin Sanjiu looked back several times, and he always had the same mask-like expression, as if he was not particularly happy to meet Jotans and his mentor again, but he was not unhappy either; Yu Yuan's gaze, then he nodded slightly.

With Jotans leading the way, everyone quickly found the cockpit; when they strode towards the cockpit, a group of people just happened to run out from the opposite aisle—the sorceress took the lead, her complexion turned pale. A piece of tomato skin, the hair scarf was lost long ago, and her long hair floated in the air behind her like wicker; she was still holding a fluffy yuan westward like a balloon in one hand, every step he landed on the ground, there was a You have to be dragged and slipped out for a while.

It is not so much that Yuan Xiangxi is running for his life, it is better to say that he is here to accompany the performance: he is being dragged and rushed, but his expression is as hazy as if he just woke up; with the pursuit from behind, he can still find time to go to the spaceship. Looking out the window at the scenery.Probably because the supporting role was a bit boring, so Yuan Xiangxi, who was looking east and west, was the first to discover Lin Sanjiu.

"Oh, they're here, too!" he was genuinely happy. "Hey, here we are—"

When he waved his hand, Lin Sanjiu realized that Yuan Xiangxi was holding the phantom in his hand.

"Great," she gasped, "Hold down the painter, and give me the phantom!"

This sentence had just blurted out, when the back of the painter behind suddenly hit the ground with a "boom", and the easel, bucket, brush and oil paint suddenly scattered and rolled to the ground; Lin Sanjiu took a breath Annoyed, Jotans was the first to recognize the situation, and shouted, "Ah, that thing is gone!"

"...what's gone?"

A very calm voice, almost misunderstood as a soothing and gentle voice, slowly sounded from behind the crowd.

Everyone froze for a moment.They only dared to look back and forth at each other and refused to look up, as if nothing would happen if they didn't look.

The painter turned over on the ground, rubbed his forehead, and got up with a face full of fear——completely restored to his original appearance.

"Why did you hold down the painter?"

The unmistakable voice of the puppeteer slowly approached along with the leather rubbing and soft footsteps.He brushed past Lin Sanjiu, and the colder and richer scent of the powder gradually expanded in the air, as if the place it touched would be forever his domain forever.

She really couldn't figure out why he was able to do so quietly when he came out of the cockpit just now. There were so many people, but no one noticed—it was more ghostly.

"If you don't want to talk," the puppeteer stood in the middle of the crowd, looked around, and suggested very considerately, "I can also tear off your mouths for you."

Yuan Xiangxi stepped into the reincarnation with one foot, with the least fear in his heart, and he was about to open his mouth to speak, Lin Sanjiu hurriedly took the first step and said: "Well, that, look, isn't Yuan Xiangxi back? Very happy..."

She did speak, but the puppeteer wouldn't even turn her head—even if a fly flew into the room, Harvest's reaction would be greater than hers.

"It's like this," Lin Sanjiu coughed dryly, and signaled the people on the opposite side to stop talking with a wink, "Yuan Xiangxi and we both want to come to say hello to you, and then, on the way here, I don't know Whoever suggested it, we decided to... well, we planned to play hide-and-seek and assign a 'ghost' to chase us, we called that thing... just now the painter was a ghost."

The puppeteer didn't turn his head, but everyone's eyes were fixed on Lin Sanjiu at this moment; relying on himself standing behind the puppet master, Lin Sanjiu quickly made an expression——Can everyone get along from here? She didn't know what she meant when her facial features ran wildly.

The meaning is actually very simple: Are ghosts or puppet masters scary?
Those things that come out of the big house of the Hill of Sighs can be taken back with phantoms; with what things can the puppeteer take them away?

Although it's unbelievable, her silent message seems to have gradually permeated everyone's minds, and everyone has a little bit of recollection—Yuan Xiangxi is not too scared, he glanced at Lin Sanjiu, but followed He nodded and said, "I suggested it. It's fun. The structure of this spaceship is very suitable for games like peek-a-boo, right?"

The word "Right" was directed at the puppeteer, as if as long as the puppeteer nodded, he would warmly invite the other party to play with him.

"Ha." The puppeteer's laugh could make the corpse break out in cold sweat.He slowly looked around the crowd, still not looking at Lin Sanjiu, and said gloomyly: "This is the first time I've seen mass hysteria."

Looking at him, everyone fell into dead silence.

The instructor's eyes were wide open, and his face was blank; the sorceress clutched her robe tightly, only looking at the floor tiles; Jotans' hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead; the painter stood blankly beside Yuan Xiangxi, two Zhang's absent face complements each other.

As for Yu Yuan, Lin Sanjiu couldn't see him, he was standing behind her.

"That, that, we just thought it was fun..." Lin Sanjiu stammered, "Why don't you try it too?"

While speaking, she winked vigorously at Yuan Xiangxi, tilted her head, and waved her hands—all the ways she could think of to signal were used, and the ghost in white finally suddenly realized.

"Yes, it was fun,"

He sighed, the expression on his face was far from the word "fun".He obviously knew what was going to happen to him next, he shuffled, walked slowly towards the puppeteer, and said, "Let me take you to a place that is suitable for hiding. You can grab it..."

When Yuan Xiangxi reached out to pull the puppet master's sleeve, none of the people present were surprised by the white-clothed shadow that was knocked into the sky and thrown into the distance—not even the painter, but just ran a few steps to the side , let Yuan Xiangxi brush him and fly out.

At the same moment when the puppeteer took a step forward, and the gloom and anger became as clear as dark clouds gathered, Lin Sanjiu turned around abruptly, grabbed Yu Yuan's arm, and caught him off guard, and threw him to someone else. The puppeteer pushed from behind.

It was impossible for Yu Yuan to bump into the puppeteer, not because of how good he was - but because there was a black-haired man standing behind the puppet master.

No one saw when that thing appeared; it seemed that not even the puppeteer was aware of its existence.

Lin Sanjiu knew very well that she couldn't let him turn around and see the "back of his head".Otherwise, in terms of the strength of the puppeteer and the abundance of special items, I am afraid that everything will be bad... She only has a vague feeling about how bad it is.But don't those things want to approach people?Would it be enough for her to send someone over—even someone who has become very suspicious?
However, unexpectedly, Yu Yuan did not bump into the back of the black-haired head smoothly as she thought.

He turned around hastily, brushed past the thing's back, and staggered to a halt; when the puppeteer suddenly stepped back and turned around, he saw only Yu Yuan and Lin Sanjiu, That thing is long gone.

The puppeteer's gaze was fixed on Lin Sanjiu, and he didn't make a sound for several seconds.

Immediately, he slowly moved his eyes to Yu Yuan.

"...I opened the phantom body, which is the thing in Yuan Xiangxi's hand," Yu Yuan said in a deep voice, "only in this way can he come out."

Too bad, Lin Sanjiu cursed secretly.She should have thought earlier that if someone did not cooperate, it must be Yu Yuan; the most urgent task is how to bring him back to normal instead of involving the puppeteer—maybe it is already too late?What should she do so that those things no longer pay attention to the puppeteer?

When she was thinking desperately, Yu Yuan had already confessed to her in a simple sentence: "At the same time, there are some... supernatural things that come out of the phantom body and try to swallow the living."

"This is the background of our game..." Lin Sanjiu also knew that this excuse was too pale.

Yu Yuan glanced at her, and then turned his eyes around the crowd again, unable to tell what their expressions were.

What he said next was hard to understand.

"Have you noticed it too?" Yu Yuan said flatly, "The inconsistencies?"

The puppeteer made no sound.

"The sorceress obviously has curly hair... now she has long straight hair." Yu Yuan took out the lighter and searched again, but couldn't find any cigarettes. "Jortense's head grew black thick hair.

"The instructor's hair has not changed, but it seems invisible to the changes of Jotans and the witch. But the painter... for the humanoid object of the painter, the most essential and important thing has been lost, but he Didn't even look at them, didn't pick them up."

Both of them turned their heads towards Lin Sanjiu.

Yu Yuan's next sentence hit her internal organs like a stone - "When did Lin Sanjiu become blonde?"

The puppeteer turned his gaze back to Yu Yuan, and said coldly, "Then you're the only one left?"

"No," Yu Yuan put the lighter back in, and said, "I've been tricked too. There are six supernatural things in total, and there were exactly six of us present at the time."

　It's strange that although I wrote very late today, I'm neither tired nor sleepy, but in high spirits...

　
(End of this chapter)