Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 2030 Not afraid of risk puppet master
The sound of the "tick" and "tick" second hand knocked away the time one by one.

The silence has stretched for quite a while, and Lin Sanjiu couldn't explain why no one moved at all.Anyway, including herself, everyone stood where they were, and looked at the puppeteer who was also motionless in the distance—in fact, they didn't need to do anything, they just waited for the time to end.

As for why the puppeteer didn't do anything, Lin Sanjiu couldn't figure it out, but at least she was relieved, and didn't have to worry about anyone getting hurt because of his anger.After a little bit of peace of mind, she was able to spare time to lament another irrelevant thing: the puppeteer's things are really more and more gorgeous...unnecessarily.

The antique brass clock, which is taller than a person, sits in a carved yellow pear wood clock box. Every sound of impact seems to contain a kind of arrogance of a famous family; Whose memory is there, faintly glowing with a glimmer of light.

Although it looked gorgeous and expensive, it was too inconvenient, Lin Sanjiu thought, every time he needed to check the time, he had to knock such a big clock on the ground first?
Opposite the clock, the puppeteer was sitting in a chair made of velvet and feathers. His long legs in black leather were overlapping, like ten fingers frozen white in the snow, gently clasped together.

If an outsider walked in at this time, he would never have imagined that he was actually discussing with the great witch how to use the phantom body to take the ghost back—because the phantom body was like a piece of garbage, and he threw it at his feet; don't look at people People's eyes would turn around on it several times, but no one went up to try to grab it.

Slowly, in the dead silence, the puppeteer let out a light breath.

"...how is it?" Yu Yuan asked.

He didn't seem in a hurry, but became more and more relaxed.Except for the puppeteer and Yuan Xiangxi, the other six people present had no objection to wasting time - including Yu Yuan.

The reason why Yu Yuan asked aloud was just to deal with the situation: his "obsession" was only on the "truth", and when he felt that he had guessed the truth of the incident almost, he would be satisfied. As for himself and Lin San What will happen to Jiu and his party next is out of his concern.

"The great witch and I both think that one thing is very important..." The puppeteer didn't look at anyone when he spoke, because he just said that he wanted to protect his eyesight. "You monsters, how did you get into the phantom last time?"

"Well, what about this?" Yu Yuan thought for a while and asked, "Do you have any guesses?"

"That movie." The puppeteer raised his eyelashes, touched the clock lightly, and lowered his eyes.

"It makes sense," Yu Yuan thought for a while, then nodded. "Most film production companies have no reason at all to use real ghosts when shooting ghost films... Let alone where to find them, do they need to find [-] ghosts to release [-] phantoms? Unless this is not a normal film at all, the reason for this film is to trap us in a phantom through the filming process—"

When he said this, he suddenly said "Oh" and laughed, showing a row of white teeth. "Didn't notice it for a while. It's not 'us', it's 'they'."

The puppeteer closed his eyes.

"In another...in four minutes," Yu Yuan looked at the clock and said, "It will be 'us'."

Lin Sanjiu had been listening to their conversation with bated breath, and finally heaved a long breath and relaxed his shoulders.

A group of people spent so much effort on the venue, the actors and the energy paint. It took an unknown amount of time to finally lock those supernatural things and the "energy picture" left by the actors into the phantom body; There are only 4 minutes left for the puppet master, there are no methods or props, no matter how strong the combat power is, so what?
Her friends should be safe at last.

Yu Yuan seemed to have thought of the same place, looked at the puppeteer and asked, "You can't make a movie either. What are you going to do?"

Based on Lin Sanjiu's understanding of the puppeteer, his silence at the moment, and the glitter in the corners of his eyes like knife points reflected a problem: neither he nor the great witch knew what to do.

Even Yu Yuan, who has a part of the knowledge base of the data body, knows nothing about the things in the phantom body, and has no way to do it, let alone others?
"Don't worry," she looked at the expression of the puppeteer, and she couldn't help but want to say something to make him feel better: "When it's your turn later, you will know, it's not a big deal, it doesn't hurt or itch. Annexation It sounds scary to say people, but unlike people, we don't become—"

There was no chance for her to finish her nagging, and a group of phantoms hit her ghost cave with a "slap" sound. If it wasn't for the loss of pain, the slap would have hurt her face and mouth It was the first time that Lin Sanjiu understood what "lip and tooth stumbling" meant, and he was almost choked by the choked breath, so he quickly reached out and scraped a piece of cloth off his face.

On closer inspection, it wasn't even a clean white towel like a puppeteer would use to wipe his fingers; it looked like a shoe-shine cloth.

When Lin Sanjiu raised her head from the shoe-shine cloth, a shadow had already surrounded her.

"You just said... humanism?"

The puppeteer stood one or two steps away, and he didn't know whether it was his voice or his breath that was more deep and cold.

"I said, what's the matter?" Lin Sanjiu faced him now, and felt Yuan Xiangxi's peace of mind after stepping into reincarnation, and asked back, "You want it?"

The puppeteer gave a half-smile almost gently, and the corners of his lips hooked sharply in people's field of vision.

"It's so pitiful," he said sympathetically, "people can't do well, ghosts can't do well, neither are humans nor ghosts, neither three nor four."

"What are you doing, are you addicted to your mouth?" Lin Sanjiu retorted, "Why don't I...hmm? What does 'it can't be done' mean?"

The puppeteer watched her tilt her head, a lock of wet black hair slid down her cheek.

"It's all come to this level," Lin Sanjiu compared himself, and said, "Do you still think you have a way to reverse the process of us being encroached on? It's impossible for people to do anything—"

Before finishing a sentence, she suddenly stopped.

The puppeteer said unhurriedly: "It seems that you have thought of it too?"

Lin Sanjiu was stiff, unable to nod her head.

"give me."

Lin Sanjiu straightened her neck, and all her thoughts were concentrated in one place for a moment; the two human figures in the "seed" ability sensed something strange, and both began to move a few times.

"No, no...I obviously told you this as a secret..." She stammered, "You can't use it against me instead..."

The puppeteer took out a white towel and wiped his ears.

"You also know that as soon as I take out the old woman, it may be sensed by its owner..."

The puppeteer laughed.

"Am I afraid of killing you? Take it out."

　Yesterday I bought a lot of seeds and green plants in one go, as well as a small pot of peppers full of green fruits.In the past, because of depression, I had no time to take care of it, and all my plants died. I will try again at the beginning of a new life. It is time to plant seeds in spring.

　
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