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Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

The appearance of objective difficulties is independent of subjective will.

Zhang Xian sat in the box of the Internet cafe, thinking.

It's common sense that the murder scene was sealed off. The traces haven't been checked yet, and it will definitely not be opened to outsiders.

Zhang Xian has resigned, so he no longer has the certificate to enter at will.

Fortunately, the police patrolling the scene chatted with him. In order to dissuade him from going in, he suggested that he investigate online, and even pointed him to an Internet cafe.

Zhang Xian bought a box of instant rice and mineral water, charged his phone, and started surfing the Internet.

At this time, health preservation is not as important as chasing the murderer, just make do with it.

Zhang Xian pays attention to maintenance and is able to go with the situation.

Fortunately, the Internet cafe provides a microwave heating function, and drinking a sip of hot tea greatly relieved his fatigue.

"Are you hungry?" Zhang Xian took the lid of the lunch box and soaked some rice grains, and put it in front of the duck cub.

"Quack, quack."

The duck cub tilted its head and looked at Zhang Xian, a small one that looked harmless and innocent.

It looked down and saw the rice grains, and immediately started to eat happily.

How do you feel...a little silly?

Zhang Xian doesn't quite understand the current buzzwords, there is a description called "dumb and cute".

He stared at the duck cub for a while, and saw that the duck cub was concentrating on it, so he let it go. There were more important things to solve than raising ducks.

Zhang Xian started surfing the Internet.

Just as he was concentrating on the computer screen, the duckling suddenly froze.

Its movement of lowering its head to swallow rice grains abruptly stopped in mid-air, and two or three soaked white rice grains slipped out of its mouth, dragging out long strands of saliva, and landed on the lid of the lunch box.

Its eyes flashed an imperceptible blue glow.

The blue glow is fleeting.The duck cub is like a rusted gear toy. After adding engine oil, the rusted place slowly falls off. It raises its head little by little, and keeps a close eye on Zhang Xian's movements without blinking its eyes.

Zhang Xian knew nothing about the changes in duck cubs.

He entered the keyword "anchor fire pen fairy", clicked search, and a bunch of news immediately popped up.

"A man died late at night asking for a pen fairy", "Psychic anchors have no lower limit, burn themselves on fire", "Horror and ghost live broadcasts start"... The tragic death of the live broadcast of the anchor is widely spread on the Internet. There are two mainstream opinions. One is to strictly investigate The murderer, the second is to advise everyone not to commit suicide.

To Zhang Xian's admiration, in less than a day, the all-pervasive reporters had uncovered the anchor's past from childhood to adulthood, and wrote many sad meals starting with "he is an honest man..." As if they knew the anchor better than his father—wait a minute!

Zhang Xian just remembered, where is Lao Guo?

Since seeing the skeleton, Lao Guo ran away and never showed up.

Maybe it's because I haven't experienced these things before, so I'm terrified.

This is a normal human reaction and understandable.

Zhang Xian continued to watch the news. In addition to picking up the anchor, the reporters were also picking up where the accident happened.Because the murder was being broadcast live, the location was not a secret.

It didn't take long for Zhang Xian to know that this place was originally called "Jiangshan Film and Television Props Base", and its main business was the production of various film and television props.However, because of the small space, as early as 18 years ago, I moved to a larger and cheaper rural area to build a factory, and this place was vacant.

Zhang Xian persevered in changing keywords, flipping through the search page, trying to find out more information.

I don't know how long it took, but he dug up a passage "The third of the top ten supernatural places in W City: Jiangshan Film and Television Props Base".

Click to see, the link is invalid.

Zhang Xian had no choice but to choose "page snapshot" before reading.

It was a ghost story forum with a simple interface that had been closed for almost ten years.The poster's writing is long-winded, with unclear priorities, no paragraphs, typos, punctuation marks and places are used indiscriminately, which makes most people unable to read it patiently. At the text level of the person who complained about the post.

But the person who posted the post persisted. Seeing that his tag was "The Three", he wrote at least three articles.

"[-]. The "living" people of Jiangshan Film and Television Props Base"

"Second uncle, my mother has stewed pig's trotters and I'll send them to you tonight. I'm calling my second uncle while I'm looking for motorcycle keys. The second uncle is an old bachelor. He eats enough for one person and the whole family is not hungry, and he doesn't usually have any hobbies. I like to eat a pig's trotter with wine, especially my mother's stewed trotters are fat but not greasy, sour and spicy, and have a unique chewy texture. But this time my second uncle seriously rejected me, Shuanzi, you can't do it at night, you can come back during the day .Why I don’t understand? Our factory closes the door at night. My second uncle is the gatekeeper of the Jiangshan Film and Television Props Base. He is 1.7 meters tall and weighs more than 200 kilograms. He is a big fat man. My mother always said..."

Zhang Xian was patient, and after reading the full text, he summed up the summary as follows:

There were supernatural phenomena at night in the base.In one warehouse, all the mannequins and animal models were posed in a strange pose in front of a statue: with their backs to the statue, all five bodies on the ground.

No matter where these models are placed during the day and in what pose they pose, at midnight, they will gather in front of the statue and pose in a reverse kneeling position.There was no monitoring at that time, so I don't know how they passed.

The gatekeeper (the second uncle in the article) first discovered this supernatural event, but he was too mature to publicize it.But the nephew (the author) has just grown up, and the young man does not believe in evil at all. At midnight, he squatted in the room, covered himself with a cloth, and sat in the corner to peek.

He waited for a long time, and the moment he dozed off, the room was full of models.He was horrified to find that he could not control his body, and he also knelt down with his back to the statue along with the models.

At this time, a supernatural thing happened. He was controlled by an unknown force, and when he walked in front of the statue, his pants fell off automatically.At the same time, an indescribable part of the statue was also exposed.

One person and one statue were about to pose in a mosaic pose, the nephew was terrified, struggling hard, trying to regain the ownership of the body, finally forced to no choice, thinking that using a boy's urine might break the magic, but his urine was absorbed by the statue.

In desperation, he thought of using filth again, so... he took a shit, and finally managed to escape.Because this matter was too shameful, he did not dare to tell his second uncle, nor did he dare to tell his family. It was not until eight years later that he had the courage to write it.

"statue……"

Zhang Xian recalled that the anchor was indeed sitting with his back to the statue.

In terms of time, the time when the poster encountered the statue coincided with the time when the prop base was relocated.

Perhaps it was after the supernatural event of the statue that the props base was moved in a hurry.

So I should study that hodgepodge of evil gods?

Zhang Xian hadn't figured out how to study the evil god yet, so he refreshed the webpage and saw that the latest relevant report had been released, which happened to be about the statue.

Statues are props in a movie, mainly appearing in the protagonist's hallucinations, embodying a kind of religious chaotic imagery.The total playing time is 10 minutes.

But no matter during the shooting of the film or during the release of the film, there was no news about the disturbance of the statue. It may not have been, or it may have been blocked.

It was a sentence from the movie tidbits that caught Zhang Xian's attention:

"...Specially invited the famous master Mr. Yunshu to spend three months carving..."

Because a movie is a literary work, investors rush to win awards and spend money like water.

The producer is not short of money, and the director is willing to spend a lot of money to keep improving, so he specially ordered such a statue.

"Mr. Yunshu." Zhang Xian copied and pasted the name, searched it online, and Qianduqianke immediately popped up personal introduction, life experience, honorary awards, work reviews...

In the photo, Mr. Yunshu is about 30 years old. He looks ordinary, but he has a calm demeanor and looks like a master craftsman.

He had already set up a studio, Zhang Xian found the address on the Internet, got up and left.

And by the way, he grabbed the duck cub who dozed off on his shoulder and almost rolled to the ground when he got up.

After entering the box, apart from being uneasy at the beginning, the duck cub took a nap after eating the rice.

It seems to be well received, not barking or pooing around, Zhang Xian almost forgot its existence.

Now being held in Zhang Xian's hand, he only "呢呱" twice in doubt, and rubbed his mouth on his fingers.

Zhang Xian poked its round, fluffy belly, and it kicked its calf in protest.

Zhang Xian was happy.

Somehow, he knew that the duck cub came from the wrong side, but he was very tolerant.

Perhaps it is the deep-rooted instinct of human beings and even mammals to love and care for their young.

Especially people with a certain life experience, when they see ignorant cubs, they can't help exuding the amiable taste of the elders.

Zhang Xian was about to put Fluffy back into the paper box, looked at the kicking duck legs, thought for a while, tore a few paper towels, put them in his coat pocket, and put the duck cubs in.

"Don't make trouble."

"Qia Xia".

The cub lay in Zhang Xian's pocket, squinting his eyes in satisfaction.

This person's breath is very subtle, it has to keep a close eye on this guy.

No, it has to keep an eye on this guy, it's just a baby, how can it distinguish the subtlety of breath from time to time?

Duck Cub was puzzled.

There seems to be something wrong.

The author has something to say: Everyone is fluffing furry today~

Brother Yan is thinking about the possibility of walking a duck in a cage...

Brother Yan: Raise it first, when it is not cute, just bake it.

Duck Cub: QAAAAAAAAQ!