Chapter 1885

Lin Sanjiu stood in front of the bright and dark doll house from a distance, drooping his eyes and looking at the color of the stone and brick road under his feet, which was gradually deepened by a layer of water waves.

Slowly and gently, the lake touched her boots and continued to flow around her.

Lin Sanjiu turned around with the lake, his boots broke the water surface, and stretched out a hand in the distance - a force of consciousness cut open a spray of water, like a sea bird fishing, rolling up a card from the water.

Before entering the copy, she hit the card that flew out with her consciousness, and immediately "snapped" back into her hand, splashing a few drops of water in the air.

[Bracelet indicating the remaining length of life] - a plain name, a simple card. The card only introduces a function of the bracelet in a few words, and there is no "precautions" and background introduction of general items.

It was such a flat and indifferent thing that drained Bohemia's last days from its body and dried up a circle of blood red.

No matter how many times she looked, she couldn't see what Bohemia made her wait for.

Lin Sanjiu pressed the card back into the card library, as if he had found a piece of his own puzzle, and slowly breathed out.

Any copy in "confused Palace" has a chance that she will die in it and never get out again... If she is OK in the copy, it will always keep the card state, and no one can get the bracelet; If she really died in the copy, at least the Puppeteer can come out of the copy, pick up the bracelet that has been restored to its original state after her death, and wait for her.

Fortunately, that ending was finally avoided.

The water wave trembled slightly at her feet, as if it was hurt by someone - but Lin Sanjiu knew that even if it really hurt, it was not the lake water that hurt, but the bright and dark doll house that was being squeezed and punctured a little.

She turned her head and took a look.

The flagstone road extends to the original place where the doll house is located. Under the sky, a lake is diagonally inserted at this time.

The lake seemed to breathe, rising and falling, turning first-class, and occasionally trembling with the resistance of the doll house, splashing down a piece of lake water.

It was clearly a shapeless lake, but it was like jelly, pointing steadily at the sky. It obscures most of the vision. In the muddy green water, there are dark black water plants, white swollen bodies, rolling debris shadows... It is going deep into the structure of the doll house little by little. The sofa in the living room is now like a phantom, vaguely floating in the green water.

From the figure of the puppet master, I can't see anything different, but it's still a thin, dark, narrow shadow; He didn't even move, as if he hadn't rushed a copy of the lake into the doll house.

Lin Sanjiu didn't expect that she could use this method... Come... She was a little poor, because she couldn't say what the puppet master was doing to confuse the palace at the moment.

Forcibly squeeze a copy into another copy... Is this really feasible?

If you have to make an analogy, isn't it like squeezing another person's arm skin with a fist? When no one has more "force", can hard squeeze work?

The deeper you plunge into the lake, the greater the resistance. At the moment, you have been stuck in it for a long time, and the progress is almost invisible to the naked eye.

The Puppeteer didn't seem to be in a hurry. He slowly took out a sofa and sat down. For a while, on the stone road where the wind was silent, there was almost an illusion of stability and tranquility: both the two people and the two copies were quiet and motionless, and only the water waves under their feet trembled again and again.

After coming out of the bright and dark doll house, Lin Sanjiu not only didn't have much chance to see the puppet master, but also didn't even say a few words. After thinking for a while, she simply stepped on the water and walked up; The Puppeteer didn't seem to hear her deliberately "clattering" footsteps, and she didn't look back.

Although she was full of doubts about the puppet master's practice and was afraid that his mischief would affect her to take regret medicine from the "confused Palace", Lin Sanjiu didn't touch these questions at all when he spoke.

This word seems to be used incorrectly, but... Don't scare the snake.

She practiced her Kung Fu of finding words without words and talking nonsense.

"That..." she looked at the puppet master's pale cheeks and neck, but every little blood color could not escape her eyes. "You haven't asked me how I found out that the doll wasn't yours when I was in the copy?"

If he hadn't opened his eyes, he would have fallen asleep; As for the response, not at all.

"Hey, the more I think about it just now, the more I think about it, the more thoughtful it is," Lin Sanjiu sighed. "When I propose that we all take out an item to prove our identity, it is reasonable that the doll house should have nothing to do with us... What did you take out at that time? It must not be that soft cloth?"

The puppet master seems to have become a puppet.

"What I saw you take out was a piece of soft cloth. Now think about it, the doll house saw your soft cloth long before entering the copy, and it looks ordinary, and the situation in the copy does not allow people to check carefully... Let your doll hold a piece of cloth of the same color, and I will be fooled naturally. Hey, what did you take at that time?"

Lin Sanjiu repeated this question five times with great patience.

The answer appeared together with Qingjin: "[eBay], shut up."

"Ah, coincidentally," Lin Sanjiu turned a deaf ear, "I also took [eBay]! Well, first the card, and then I lifted the card... Later, you still have [eBay]? Then why don't you return my message?"

It's a miracle that I stood there for a long time without being hurt.

Of course, Lin San Jiu didn't mean to blame, and he coughed dry, continue saying: "When the copy moved us, we all felt it, so I thought at that time, if the copy moved you when the light was dark, then you must have reacted. If you reacted, your doll would naturally react synchronously... So when the 'Puppet Master' in front of me normally took out the soft cloth, I believed it. Because although the light was dark once, the doll house had no chance to start. Did you think so at that time?"

It seemed that she saw a little blood, maybe she couldn't help being angry... She shut her mouth.

After the blood color disappeared, Lin Sanjiu opened his mouth again.

"It wasn't until you told me that the doll house has two floors that I realized why we couldn't be moved obviously. The light in the doll house should be turned off at that time. With the light on, the doll would keep pace with our actions, and then I would inevitably see the doll draw air from the chain in her hand. Because everything happened immediately, the doll had to take out the soft cloth when the light was black -"

"I asked you?" The Puppeteer finally couldn't help it, and suddenly turned his head, "I'm very concerned about how the ideas in your mind ferment?"

"This is not the end of the copy, exchange experience..."

"Why should I share my experience with acne?"

Lin San Jiu was not angry. She made such a decision in the copy. Of course, the Puppeteer can't stand it. At present, this reaction can be regarded as very gentle and reasonable.

"Cough, idle is also idle, chat." She finally twisted her words around what she wanted to say: "I see that the process of squeezing copies has been so long, and there is no progress. I don't know what's going to happen for a while..."

The puppet master suddenly sneered. He didn't know whether he saw her intention and didn't say anything again.

Lin Sanjiu waited for a few seconds and said, "Hey, I don't know if you found it, but I found it at that time... Oh, it's for this reason that I realized that the doll beside me was not you. Everyone thinks that darkness is to block vision, but the doll house is really cunning. Blocking vision is just a surface. In fact, what it really wants to stop is our voice in the dark -"

The Puppeteer may have reacted at this time, but she doesn't know.

Because when she was only half talking, the stone pavement suddenly shook heavily, as if she could not bear the pressure at last, and they broke and cracked one after another, and the earth under their feet was rapidly pulled apart.

Sorry, this chapter is so long, mainly because I couldn't help sleeping in the middle of it... Today, listening to podcast, I heard the background of a novel that is about to be changed into a movie. My God, how can there be such an amazing author? The talent assigned by God is really unfair... The novel is called blindsight, and I immediately placed an order on Amazon.

Speaking of it, I have a principle in recent years that what I input must come from a height I can't imagine or create. "It's not XX. I didn't know there was such XX in the world.". This input includes not only film and television books and music, but also a comment on social platforms. Because the highest level of things that people can output must be at least one level lower than what you input... It is still very difficult to really implement this principle, just as the human body will conservatively use heat out of instinct, the brain always wants to go to the easiest place.

I don't think the above words are very human. Anyway, you can understand what I'm talking about.