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The new actors have not been trained well, and the circus sign has not appeared, but the circus still performs as usual.

The surrounding area is surrounded by thick fog, and when the light shines, it will turn into thick white, making it difficult for people to see clearly beyond one meter.Only some people with special glasses can see that the fog is actually black, blocking the world of the circus and the outside world, this is the darkness hidden in people's hearts.

After passing through the thick fog, you will suddenly see the light, colorful neon lights, spectators lined up to check tickets in an orderly manner, and circus members dressed as clowns standing at the door with a smile on their faces.

Seeing such a strange scene and feeling the unusual aura, Zhang Beiji trembled, grabbed Li Qingming's hand, and whispered, "Boss, why do I feel this place is scary."

The two hundred and five are not afraid of ghosts and ghosts, but are afraid of things he has never seen before, such as scary paper dolls, and that short, fat clown who looks like a ball. His body is so weird that Zhang Beibei feels sick to his stomach. , he was still a little scared.

Calmly looking at the team in front, Li Qingming said in a low voice: "Don't talk later, let me tell you." Behind him, Mr. Apple Tree was still wearing a neat suit and his hair was carefully combed, but one strand was dyed brown. Very damaging to his elite temperament, he pushed the wheelchair and nodded solemnly.Xiao Brandi was sitting in a wheelchair, covered by a woolen coat, except for the faint sound of breathing and heartbeat, his existence could not be seen at all.

A few people followed behind the team and walked forward slowly.The clown stands at the gate to check tickets, and occasionally makes some funny moves to please the audience entering the venue.Li Qingming stood in the distance and stared at the clown for a while. After confirming that he was an ordinary person and not very talented, he gathered aura on his fingertips. He had the illusion that several people had votes.

"Huh?" Even so, when Li Qingming entered, the clown still made a sound in doubt. His voice was rough and unpleasant, like the sound of wood rubbing against the floor.

Everyone's hearts were about to rise to their throats, and at this moment a young man who looked like a thin bamboo pole walked out quickly, pulling the clown inside, "Why are you so slow, our performance is about to start." The clown's body Round, with extremely short legs, he couldn't walk fast at all, but the thin bamboo pole also has a way. He pushed the clown directly, like pushing a ball, pushed the clown to the backstage, and gradually disappeared from the sight of Li Qingming and the others.

Rolling flexibly on the ground, the clown didn't speak any more.The thin bamboo pole was calculated according to the number of tickets they sold, and it was not too early or too late, but he checked a few more tickets.Do you want to tell Shouzhugan?The clown thought about it and decided to forget it. Who can guarantee that there will be no mistakes?

Many rows of seats are empty, and there are not many spectators.The central stage is the brightest. On the contrary, the auditorium is very dark. The audience is like a ghost hiding in hell. They are waiting to stare at the round stage with round eyes, or dance excitedly, or mutter words with ferocious faces. .In an atmosphere where the entire auditorium was dimly lit, and it was almost impossible to see the appearance of the people next door, the audience no longer maintained a pious image, and they let their hearts fly.

Everyone tacitly did not make a sound, showing an expression full of evil in their hearts, turning the auditorium into an eighteen-story hell. At this moment, only Li Qingming was an exception, and they became outsiders who had nothing to do with the upcoming performance .

Zhang Beibei stretched out his hand in front of Li Qingming, grabbed his hand accurately, and shook it firmly. He didn't speak, but his meaning was very clear: Boss, I'm afraid you'll be cold.

The performance finally started. First, the rolling clowns came out to warm up the scene, followed by disco dancing, walking tall, riding a unicycle, and "body art", making all kinds of unimaginable movements, refreshing The audience's eyeballs also made their nerves more and more excited. Some people showed distorted expressions and looked excitedly at the clown lying on the stage with distorted expressions. He accidentally rolled onto a stone and bled.

That stone may have been placed on the stage on purpose, otherwise how could the well-regulated performance make the circus so mysterious.

A young man with a beautiful sun umbrella descended from the sky. As if he had overcome the gravity of the earth, he held a sun umbrella and used the buoyancy of the umbrella to make various movements in the air.Neither he nor the sun umbrella had any protection, and they flipped in the air like a leisurely stroll, and even occasionally rose a certain distance, which was a bit more powerful than the lightness kung fu in martial arts novels.

With exaggerated makeup on his face, he landed in front of the clown with the last bit of buoyancy of the umbrella, and kicked the clown unceremoniously to get him off the stage.

The performance was still going on, and the actors began to interact with the audience in the auditorium to let them see if their performance was fake. The young man also took advantage of the buoyancy of the umbrella to run and fly a few steps, skipping the auditorium, and finally stood at Li Qingming Front.When you get closer, you can see that his face is very thin, like a skeleton wrapped in skin, and the inside of the bone is also empty, because only in this way can the weight be reduced, which is equal to the buoyancy of the umbrella.

He raised his head with a calm expression, so out of place compared to all the audience, Li Qingming stared into the young man's eyes, then slowly pulled away the coat on the seat beside him, revealing the crooked neck and twisted face.Xiao Pai Zi looked at the young man with wide eyes, and joy flashed in his eyes. He had a pure personality and was only happy to see someone he was familiar with.

The body jumped up high and lightly, concealing the surprised expression on his face, the young man left this place quickly, but he still couldn't help but glanced at the small sign, wanting him to leave here, leaving this devil to live comfortably The place, leave this place where everyone's life is worse than death.

At that moment, the young man thought a lot. He originally thought that Xiaopaizi would definitely die, but who knew that Xiaopaizi’s fate would turn around. Someone rescued him, but the other party did not take him away, but instead got mixed into the circus, which made him unable to tell. Feeling uncomfortable, I couldn't help sighing, could it be that this is fate, and Xiao Paizi can't escape death after all?

These people live in a humble life, just for a bite of food, they have to practice day and night, and their bodies are distorted like ordinary people. In order to maintain their weight, he can't drink water or eat, and every time he smells the food That's it.It is precisely because he strictly controls himself that he has not been given up by the circus at such an age, and has been performing fixed programs. It is precisely because he is old that he knows more things than other children.

"He wants us to leave here." Li Qingming said softly.

Clenching his fists and crackling, Zhang Beibei excitedly said: "Do you want to do it? The atmosphere here is too bad. Although it doesn't make me afraid, I feel very bad. They are all negative energy. Boss, I will blow them all away." Right?" Erbaiwu happily looked at the audience sitting in front of him, he had long wanted to make a move, but he was smart enough not to stretch his fist directly, he had to discuss it with his boss before he stretched his fist, he was simply too wise.

Shaking his head lightly, Li Qingming explained: "That person is a good person, let's take a look first." If they do it now, it will hurt the young man, and he doesn't want to do it rashly.

Hearing that he blew his fist, Zhang Beibei moved towards Li Qingming, pointed to the bright round platform in front of him and said, "Look, boss, there's a fire there."

The young man finally finished his performance. He didn't go back to the stage directly this time, but landed on the stage. This was against the rules, but it made it easier for him to act.He thought a lot in this short period of time. He is too old to leave with the secret of the circus. The possibility of other children leaving the circus safely is very small. At present, the only one who can leave the circus alive is one , small sign.

It is impossible for everyone to leave alive, maybe there will not be a whole body left after death, then Xiao Pai Zi is their only hope, as long as Xiao Pai Zi can leave the circus with that kind young man, he will have a new life!These people are doomed to have no chance, so why not leave the future of "birth" to small brands?

Pretending that he was not standing still, he knocked over the torch, and let the scorching sparks splash everywhere.The decorative curtains were burning rapidly, as if the "life" hope in his heart was spreading rapidly, and he ran to the backstage nimbly, knocking down everything that could burn.The other children looked at him in disbelief, thinking he was crazy.

Thinking of the punishment the group leader would give them for ruining the performance, a child finally couldn't help crying. His voice was also extremely unpleasant, as if a knife was slowly cutting the heart, it hurt very much. "I don't like this place, I hate it very much." The young man clumsily said the excuse he came up with, he couldn't tell the existence of the small signboard, he wanted to cover for the small signboard's departure.

When the other children heard about it, they tried to catch the young man and told him to go to the head of the group to confess his guilt.The clown rolled his round body awkwardly. The wound on his body has not been healed, leaving a bloodstain on the ground, and the exposed feet were splashed by sparks, but he felt no pain. He stood in front of the young man. , to block the angry children.

"Ah... ah... ah..." The clown made an unpleasant and piercing voice, trying to make the young man escape temporarily, and he would accept the punishment instead of the young man.

But the angry children had gathered around, surrounding the young man and the clown, and asking why they did what they did.The fire finally started to start a prairie fire from the stars, most of the equipment caught fire, and the sofas in the auditorium also started to catch fire. The distorted audience returned to reality from extreme excitement, but they did not scream or fear, because Such out-of-the-ordinary performances are normal for a mysterious and human-liberating circus.

Burning the circus was also part of the performance. Except for Li Qingming and the others, all the audience thought so. They stood up with satisfied expressions and prepared to leave.

As for the children who are responsible for giving wonderful performances, they are still in the sea of ​​fire, and even the heat of the fire has made these audiences sweat, but they are not worried about whether the children are in danger, this is the audience and actors There is a tacit understanding between each other, and human nature is to stand behind. 'No, human nature has been distorted and turned into evil without good intentions.

The door of the circus slowly opened, but instead of a chubby clown standing at the door to send off the audience as usual, there was a very beautiful-looking man with a rigid expression, short brown hair, a top hat, and a handsome and beautiful dress man in deacon suit holding a music box in his hands.

Most of the audience who left from the door would stare at the man, because his appearance was so outstanding, it made these people who were dominated by evil thoughts arouse the idea of ​​abuse.

Li Qingming and Zhang Beibei still walked at the end, Mr. Apple Tree pushed the wheelchair and followed silently. When he saw the man standing at the door holding a music box, Li Qingming stopped and sighed: "We can't go. gone."

That man may be ordinary in the eyes of others, but Li Qingming can tell that although he is a living person, he only has a body without a soul, and his body is controlled by lines made of aura.

He is a string puppet, alive.