don't enter his amusement park

Pei Yuan thought for a while, he really had a question to ask.

He read the "butterfly at the feast" in the prophecy again, this metaphor is the same as Goumu's, except that in Goumu's prophecy, he is a fluffy murderous kitten.

He thought about it and asked, "In your eyes, am I just a butterfly?"

Fengyue laughed softly: "You are not just a butterfly, you are also a poisonous butterfly. You will wipe us out one by one. I knew this from the first time I saw you."

Pei Yuan also replied very sincerely: "I'm sorry, this is the purpose of my coming here."

Fengyue said: "I know, little butterfly, I know your purpose, and you are planning to end my life now."

Pei Yuan felt that he still had to defend himself: "Although this is the case, you will not really die. At least that's what I know. You will still appear, but not here."

"Hehe, is this how you persuaded yourself to attack us?" Fengyue laughed mockingly, "Shameless sophistry, you don't know us at all!"

"Don't you want me to understand you?" Pei Yuan asked back.

Fengyue was speechless for a while, then said stiffly: "I didn't say that."

"I hope I can understand you." Pei Yuan said.

Fengyue looked like she hoped that someone would understand him, broke into the door that no one opened, and walked into the corridor that no one passed.

"It's a pity, I don't need it." Fengyue said coldly, "Come up. Since you plan to kill me, come up on stage."

The height of the stage is about one meter, and you can only go up by stepping on the seats, otherwise you can only go around the backstage and go up from that side.

Pei Yuan was thinking where to start, Fengyue suddenly laughed, at this moment, a few silk threads fell from the theater, and those silk threads seemed to be alive, entangled Pei Yuan's hands and feet, he was pulled into the air before he had time to break free.

"Come on stage, this is your stage."

Fengyue moved herself aside, replaced by Pei Yuan standing in the center of the stage.

"You want me to act in your drama?" Pei Yuan looked at the silk thread in his hand and said frankly, "If that's the case, you'd better forget about it. My acting skills are poor, and it will only lower your level."

"Hehe, you don't need to do anything, I've already prepared actors for you." Fengyue clapped her hands, and all the silk puppets came to Pei Yuan and surrounded him.

There are six people in total.

Looking closely, these dolls looked familiar. Pei Yuan identified them carefully. The prototypes of the dolls seemed to be made according to the seven personalities in the amusement park, but the appearance was more exaggerated. He could only use hair color or other obvious features.

However, what is certain is that Fengyue and Zero are not in it.

Pei Yuan was surrounded by them. Immediately, the masked Zhiri took out something that looked like a diary, and read out a monologue: "On the first day the amusement park opened, seven sinners decided to kill a cognizant More birds."

During the conversation, a round table and several chairs fell on the stage, and the puppets sat at the round table together, discussing the task of "Killing the Mockingbird" with each other.

Pei Yuan frowned. This scene seemed to be the second time he entered the amusement park. He showed that he met Zero, and then saw the six of them in the conference room.

They're having a session with him who wiped him out.

It seemed that the unlucky robin was definitely him.

The narrator continued: "At the end of the first day, the robin ran away with his wounds."

This is also true of the situation.

Immediately afterwards, the plot took a sharp turn.

"The next day, laziness died," says the narrator.

But it's not the next day, at least it's been a few days.Pei Yuan corrected silently in his heart, however, his body moved uncontrollably, his legs spontaneously walked in front of Xingtu's puppet, and immediately tore off the puppet's head.

A poor-quality red liquid was sprayed from the doll's neck to simulate blood plasma.Some splashed on Pei Yuan's face, and he smelled a sweet and sour tomato sauce.

Pei Yuan was speechless, this special effect is probably only [-] cents.

The doll sprayed ketchup and poured it down.

The narrator continues: "On the third day, greed died."

Pei Yuan's feet moved again, he twisted the doll's head, and smashed it to Gou Mu's body.

With a bang, Goumu's puppet fell apart and turned into a pile of fragments.

Pei Yuan looked helplessly at the doll fragments on the ground, and couldn't help protesting to Fengyue: "I'm not so violent, am I? This avatar is totally different from me, it's a counterfeit product!"

Fengyue was shrouded in darkness and said nothing.

At this time, the narration read again: "On the fourth day, the remaining sinners abandoned the city and left. They were all traitors of this city and committed the same crime as the eighth sinner."

The other dolls dispersed from the round table, and the seventh doll fell down in the air. This one was easy to identify. Pei Yuan recognized it as Zero at a glance. His appearance was too similar to Shi Yichen, and he was the most similar among these dolls. one of.

"The eighth sinner is named Original Sin. He died on the first day," the narrator said. "He died by his own hands, buried himself the next day, and killed the other sinners on the third day."

Pei Yuan was dissatisfied, Ling was still alive and well, this narration was not right at all.

"On the fourth day, it's your turn." The narrator suddenly said again.

Pei Yuan was pulled by the silk thread and turned around, turning to Fengyue at the edge of the stage.His feet walked towards him spontaneously, a dagger fell in front of him, the silk thread pulled his wrist, and caught the dagger.

Holding the dagger tightly, he walked towards Fengyue.

Pei Yuan felt bad: "Wait, what are you going to do?"

He tried to let go of his hand, but his body was out of his control, and he walked over still holding the dagger.

Fengyue sat in the wheelchair indifferently, manipulating Pei Yuan to make him walk towards him.

Their distance was getting closer, Pei Yuan had to stop him: "Stop! This won't do you any good, I want to kill you, but not this way!"

"How do you want to kill me?" Fengyue looked at his wrist, "Do you want to use your hand?"

The silk thread was wrapped around Pei Yuan's right hand, and it was tightly strangled. He frowned in pain, but his feet finally stopped, and he stopped one meter away.

Fengyue looked at him and said, "I can let you kill yourself."

He manipulated the silk thread to make Pei Yuan raise his hand, and the blade turned around, pointing at Pei Yuan himself.

"It won't kill me like this." Pei Yuan kindly reminded, "Your eyes haven't turned red yet, so I won't die."

Fengyue chuckled: "You're right, we all know this, this routine is extremely boring, it's better to change the script."

He clapped his hands, and the silk puppets rose into the air together with the tables and chairs. Then, the lights on the stage changed, the curtain opened, and a group of stage actors came out from behind the scenes. This time it was not puppets. , but real humans.

The scene is at a magnificent palace party, men and women dressed in Chinese clothes, singing and dancing, and the symphony orchestra also played magnificent tunes, floating in the theater without audience.

All the actors came to the stage, as if they couldn't see other people on the stage, they lost themselves in the joyful atmosphere, danced their bodies, and laughed with obsession.

Pei Yuan felt uneasy about breaking into a private place. He looked at Fengyue, and the other party had already entered the state, and his mind was all on the drama.Pei Yuan was forced to stand beside him and watch the stage play with him.

The stage play begins with the ball. After the enthusiastic group dance, the main character probably enters the stage. A group of people surround their king. This king wears complicated and luxurious golden jewelry, and the facial features under the jewelry are extremely beautiful, male and female. Can't tell.He leaned gracefully and lazily on the gorgeous throne, watching his people, all of them stopped dancing and saluted him.

The music paused for a few seconds, then the entourage next to Wang made gestures and said a few polite words of congratulations in Wang's place, and the party continued.Music floated in the theater again, and laughter filled the entire stage.

Seeing this, Pei Yuan felt a little weird, maybe it was because the actor was too involved, maybe it was because the action of the king on the throne hadn't changed from the beginning to the end, and he didn't say a word. Instead, it was the entourage around him dominated the situation.However, except for Pei Yuan, no one seemed to think that this was wrong, and the crowd quickly fell into a new round of carnival. This happy atmosphere lasted for a long time, only a small episode occurred in the middle.

A soldier in armor rushed into the party. He had wounds on his face and arms, and his clothes were also torn. He was incompatible with the ladies and gentlemen at the party.

He knelt before the throne and eagerly asked his king for instructions: "Your Majesty! The northern border has fallen! Please give instructions!"

However, his king just blinked those beautiful eyes.

The entourage next to him was furious and shouted loudly: "This person dares to disturb His Majesty's interest, come and drag him out!"

The soldier was dragged away, bleeding from his wounded leg, leaving a bright red streak on the floor.He stared fixedly at his king, his disappointment palpable.

Soon, he was dragged behind the curtain, and the blood on the floor was cleaned up. The laughter quickly returned. It was as if what happened just now had never happened, and the nobles continued to revel.

The plot is too weird.

Pei Yuan couldn't help but glanced at Fengyue, the other party looked at the carnival of nothingness with interest, and seeing Pei Yuan's embarrassed appearance, he hooked his fingers and pulled the silk thread on Pei Yuan's body.

"What, are you tired of standing?" he asked.

Pei Yuan wanted to say that it wasn't the problem, but he was indeed a little tired from standing, and it was still awkward to stand here.He hoped that Fengyue would be merciful and give him a chair to sit on. However, Fengyue pulled those silk threads and let him walk in front of him. Pei Yuan was just about to ask what he was going to do. The next second, he found out Sitting on him.

Pei Yuan: "..."

Although it would be nice to have a human flesh cushion, this posture is too weird, and sitting on him like this makes it even more weird to feel that one of his legs is missing, as if he is bullying a disabled person.

"Little Butterfly, what are you thinking?"

The silk threads on his body tightened at once, Fengyue manipulated those dangerous puppet threads, making him realize that he was the other party's prey.

Pei Yuan replied obediently: "No, it's just a little uncomfortable."

The silk thread suddenly slackened: "How about this? What do you think?"

Pei Yuan: "...not bad." It would be even better if you could give me a chair.

Fengyue hugged him naturally, and her movements were so familiar that he felt that he was a puppet, so he got this special treatment.

Fengyue combed his hair with her hands again,

Pei Yuan had nowhere to escape, so he had to endure his harassment.

Fortunately, the stage play came to an end soon, the carnival ended, and the slightly drunk or drunk noble ladies and gentlemen left together. Even the king's entourage was entangled with a delicate lady. Wang sat there alone.

The drama ends here.

However, the curtain opened immediately, and the scene was wider. The departing nobles did not really leave. They just shifted their positions and went to the next room or upstairs to have fun. It was still a scene of desolation.

Everyone dispersed, but their king sat alone on the throne. He was motionless, as if he had died, but his beautiful eyes blinked from time to time, indicating that he was still alive.

The sounds of joy surrounded him, and he was left in this lonely world without realizing it.

This situation did not last long, and then the soldier who had just been dragged away appeared again, and he broke in here, holding a knife in his hand that was supposed to cut at the enemy.

Holding the knife, he walked towards his king. At first, he planned to hide it: "My king, the city has been broken, and this place is no longer safe. Let my subordinates escort you away."

The man on the throne was indifferent and just blinked.

The soldier's eyes immediately burned with different desires, anger and longing entangled in his eyes: "My king, why are you always like this, what are your eyes looking at the world? I can find my figure in you , but you have never seen us seriously, now that the enemy army is approaching the city, how far can you maintain your dignity and arrogance?"

The soldier's anger didn't attract Wang's attention either. He looked in another direction, an unknown place, and blinked innocently.

"What are you looking at? Why aren't you looking at me!" The soldier angrily blocked Wang's sight, "I'm right in front of you, why aren't you looking at me?!"

However, Wang just tilted his head and looked at other places, such as the floor, or the wall, or simply the air.

The soldier was so angry that he raised his knife and stabbed the king in the chest.

"Can you see me now? My dear king!" The soldier turned the hilt of his knife hard, wounding his king even more.However, the bright red liquid did not flow from the wound that should have been bleeding.

The angry soldier also felt that something was wrong. He looked in surprise at the place where the knife was pierced. Something overflowed from the open wound, but it was not blood, but something grainy like sand.

A smell of sage mixed with sandalwood and musk wafted out, Pei Yuan's hairs stood on end, and the soldier turned pale with fright. He quickly pulled out the knife, and more debris flowed out of the wound—all of them spices.

This king, under his extremely beautiful skin, is filled with expensive spices.

He is dead, but somehow alive.