Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 683
Maybe Lin Sanjiu made a noise inadvertently in the excitement, the black figure in front suddenly stopped chewing, and raised a round head.

"Who?"

Little Preserved Egg's mouth was wet, and the words were still vaguely mixed with the liquid in his mouth.He climbed up with the support of his limbs like matchsticks, a pair of protruding white eyeballs glowed with a faint edge of light in the dimness.He sniffled, but immediately recognized Lin Sanjiu's position, and turned his head towards the back of the cabinet where she was.

"Sister, it's you," Little Preserved Egg said softly, "I smell you."

When he opened his mouth, a small piece of minced meat slipped out of his mouth; he quickly caught it and stuffed it back into his mouth.

Smell it?

Lin Sanjiu just brushed away the thought, and saw that pair of huge eyeballs had moved closer, stopped in the black gap between the cabinets, met her eyes, and stared at her for a few seconds without saying a word.

While she was in doubt, the black figure suddenly stretched her hand into the gap between the cabinets——seeing a dead branch-like finger approaching her, her scalp went numb, and she immediately called out [Pawn Special Anesthesia Gun] , the top palm fired a shot.

Her counterattack was unexpectedly smooth; with a slight metal impact, the little preserved egg only let out a half whimper, and then "gudong" fell down, and Lin Sanjiu took a breath.

This gun comes from the Garden of Eden, and the dose of anesthesia it contains has no mercy on the target, maybe it is enough to bring down an elephant; whether the little preserved egg is a "replica" or a walking corpse, it can be blocked by anesthesia his nervous response.

The black shadow that fell on the ground still seemed to be undulating slightly, the range was so small that people could barely notice it.

It wasn't until she looked away that Teacher Yi asked, "What is that?"

"I don't know." Lin Sanjiu wiped the sweat off his forehead, and just hearing this familiar voice made him feel much more relaxed.She hastily explained, then asked as she pushed her way through the furniture, "What's wrong with my consciousness? Is it enough to seal my hearing?"

"Enough is enough," Teacher Yi seemed to have read the part of her memory just now, and grasped the situation quickly: "But your consciousness has not recovered much, and you only have enough to do one thing. You want to use it to Serve as your senses, or do you want to use it to mimic?"

Lin Sanjiu was refreshed, and then he couldn't help but smiled wryly.

Does this need to be said?
She couldn't even figure out what happened to her companions—especially the life and death of the puppeteer, which had been hanging over her head like a dark cloud.She had to rely on Ji Shanqing's mind.

She sighed for a long time, seeing that the shadow of the little preserved egg had been left behind, she sat down in the narrow space in front of a bedside table, stuffed the ball of paper again, and lowered her eyes.After the gift bag disappeared, this was the first time Lin Sanjiu recalled him in his mind.

They once lay together under the starry sky and waited for dawn, and they also squatted on the side of the road and shared the same pot of hot soup.Lin Sanjiu used to card half a bookstore for him, and sometimes the gift bag would lean on her shoulder, tilt her head, and lazily turn the pages of a book.Occasionally, when he came across an interesting passage, he would read a passage to her, and the voice was as clear as a cobblestone stream; when the wind blew, his fine hair and the smell of clean soap would all go to Lin Sanjiu together. Flutter in the nose.

It's hard to imagine that Li Bao has always maintained a lie to her during those moments of cuddling each other.

"Don't think it's useless," Teacher Yi couldn't help interjecting, "imitate his thoughts, put his character and way of thinking into your mind...you know what to do, don't just remember."

Lin Sanjiu exhaled and nodded, "Okay, I'll do it all over again."

However, when she closed her eyes, the voice of the gift bag became clear in her ears uncontrollably.

"elder sister,"

Ji Shanqing was sitting on the edge of the roof of a building, his black hair fluttering in the wind under the blue sky.He rolled up the book, put it on his chin, lowered his head and smiled at her, "What if one day we suddenly separated?"

She forgot what she answered at that time, probably nothing more than something like "try not to separate".

"In the doomsday world, how can such things be accurate." Ji Shanqing seemed not satisfied with her answer.

"Then what do you think we should do?" Lin Sanjiu also smiled, and stretched out his arms to block behind him, lest he accidentally fall down.

"I don't know." Occasionally, he pouted his lips slightly, as if a bright red flower had fallen on a piece of white jade. "It would be nice if there was an 'anchor' to hold one of us down. Then the other would know where to look."

Lin Sanjiu laughed dumbfounded at the time.

It is probably the dream of every evolutionary to stop wandering in reincarnation——

"Student Lin!" Teacher Yi's voice suddenly cut off her thoughts sharply, causing Lin Sanjiu to suddenly open her eyes. "Didn't I say that memories can't make you mimic. You don't have much time, so stop thinking about it."

"For some reason, I just can't control it." Lin Sanjiu was also a little annoyed, she didn't expect that there would be a time when she couldn't activate [Consciousness Mimicry].After taking a few deep breaths, before trying to activate the ability for the third time, she did not forget to scan around to make sure that the place where she was was not touching any gaps in the furniture.

It's just that she just turned her eyes, but suddenly she swiped back and stopped on a large wardrobe.Even in the dim night, the huge mark engraved on the wardrobe door still faintly reveals a faint edge—that is the mark she left behind.

This is the wardrobe that the so-called "dead puppeteer" walked into.

"What's wrong?" Teacher Yi asked in his mind.

"It's nothing." Lin Sanjiu's gaze seemed to be stuck in the closet, and he took it back with great difficulty.She lowered her head, "I'll try again."

After the words fell, she also lowered her eyelids.However, within two seconds, Lin Sanjiu found himself raising his eyes unknowingly, and looked at the wardrobe again.

Why are you looking at the closet all the time?She questioned herself.The little preserved egg is not even alive, so how could he take it seriously if he tricked Lin Sanjiu into the closet?
Having said that, Lin Sanjiu always felt that there was a thought constantly stirring in the back of his mind; this feeling was very uncomfortable, as if a small stone had been stuck in his shoe, but he couldn't find it no matter how hard he tried.

In Little Preserved Egg's description, the puppeteer with his head hanging down and feet scratching the ground... walked into the closet... the head of the fat man... matryoshka... layers of dolls, which can be taken off and worn... …

The ability was still unable to be activated, and Teacher Yi's voice sounded a little desperate: "I said, what happened to you today—"

"I see!"

Lin Sanjiu suddenly shouted, causing countless ripples in the night.As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she realized that she was not just talking to Teacher Yi in her mind, but even yelled out; she hurriedly shut her mouth, and said to Teacher Yi in her heart: "I, although I didn't activate the mimicry, but I suddenly figured it out too!"

"What did you figure out?"

Lin Sanjiu jumped up and knocked the coffee table beside him with a bang.There's no need to pretend to be a gift bag, because it's so easy - it's like the spelling game she played as a child, all the letters are actually in front of her eyes, just put them together in the correct order.

"I know what happened to the puppeteer." Under the excitement, she even breathed a lot more quickly, "This matter is obvious-the puppet master is not dead, but the little preserved egg is also telling the truth! At least, at least the part about the puppeteer should be the truth."

"It's really hard, I'd better read your watch directly," Teacher Yi grunted dissatisfied.After a few seconds, Lin Sanjiu heard her "Ah" slowly in his mind, as if he had suddenly realized: "So that's how it is!"

Finding the order of the letters allows you to spell a word; finding the order of the current seemingly chaotic situation allows you to reconstruct the other side of things.

1. Before entering the furniture cemetery, Boerva had already shed several layers of "matryoshka body".

2. After entering the furniture cemetery, Boerva took off at least one layer of "matryoshka body" - this is evidenced by a human head.

3. Every time Boerva takes off a layer, it becomes smaller.

4. The puppeteer is half a head taller than Lin Sanjiu.

5. The puppeteer was seriously injured and unconscious, and could only be carried by Bo Erwa.

6. During the competition, Lin Sanjiu knew that when Boerwa planned to put back his "matryoshka body", he had to find a place where no one could see. At that time, the Queen of Soul even laughed at him for this.

"It turned out that he was too small at the time, so when he carried the puppet master into the closet, from a distance, he could only see the puppet master, but not Boerwa. No wonder the little preserved egg put the puppet The teacher’s actions are described so strangely, what hangs his head and feet on the ground... because he was not walking by himself at all.” Teacher Yi murmured, “Who would have thought that the truth is so simple. You If I found out earlier, I wouldn't have to go through such a big circle..."

"If I don't go around like this, I can't find it."

"Then what are you going to do now?"

Lin Sanjiu exhaled, and put his hand on the wardrobe doorknob.She gently opened the door of the closet a crack, and the darkness in the closet was so thick that it seemed to be able to swallow everything, waiting faintly inside.According to Little Preserved Egg, they have never come out of the closet—she doesn't know if this is true; but what else can she do besides believing it for the time being?
She could already smell the unique musty smell inside the old wooden wardrobe, enveloping her together with the darkness.

"I'm going in to find them."

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The truth of the life and death of the puppet is so simple hahahahahahahahahahahahaha haha. Let's write it out by my conscience. I wrote it.
　
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