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Along the flat and spacious road paved with yellow paper, Gu Juan walked slowly into the brightly lit town, and looked at the pedestrians who were still busy on the street in the middle of the night with great interest.
These are all three-dimensional paper figurines, carrying various paper items, and using paper money when buying and selling things. It feels like stepping into the stage of a large-scale shadow puppetry.
They can still talk, and different paper figurines are still talking, turning the whole street into a bustling and busy night market.
Gu Juan walked slowly through the paper crowd, and finally stood in front of a paper man selling "all kinds of green vegetables", pretending to be a chef of a restaurant, and having a serious chat with it, he couldn't help feeling embarrassed again. Let out a sigh of emotion.
This thing can really interact with him, and it is not the way of AI communication. Except that it looks and feels made of paper, it is basically the same as a real person.
The paper money that almost wrapped him into a rice dumpling when he was at the river before was the hard currency here, so Gu Juan took out a few paper money and exchanged them for a bunch of lifelike paper vegetables, and continued walking forward with them.
Zhu Zan followed behind with a dazed expression on his face, seeing Gu Baihu chatting with those paper figurines all the way, and even being invited to be a guest in the paper figurines' house, he suddenly had a feeling of admiration.
To be honest, to tell the truth and not to lie, Zhu Zan thinks that no matter how good he is, it is impossible for him to reach the level of Gu Baihu's extensive friendship. .
Squeak
The paper man selling "meat" pushed open the door of a small black paper building on the side of the street, and let Gu Juan in quite enthusiastically.
The decorative furniture inside the small building is no different from that of ordinary wealthy people. The only difference is that everything is cut and pasted with various papers, giving people a strange and inexplicable feeling.
Gu Juan entered the main room, Da Ma Jindao sat down on a paper chair, and squeezed the armrest of the chair curiously, surprised that this seemingly thin guy could hold his weight, even if it was Shaking it vigorously showed no signs of falling apart.
Zhu Zan maintained a high level of vigilance, standing behind Gu Juan, ready to draw a knife in his hand at any time, to deal with attacks that might come from any direction.
But as time went by, Zhu Zan discovered to his horror that not only did the attack he had been worrying about not come, but Gu Baihu was still chatting happily with the paper figurines, and it was almost time to cut the chicken head and burn the yellow paper. It is the degree of the turn of eight worshippers.
Until half an hour later, under Zhu Zan's admiring and admiring eyes, Gu Juan finally finished talking with the paper figurine, and turned it into ashes with an axe.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Juan got up, went to the innermost part of the room near the wall, stretched out his hand and pushed open the small door that was extremely difficult to find without getting close, and walked in slowly.
Zhu Zan followed closely behind. After entering the door, he was surprised to find that although the size of the inner room was almost the same as that of the outer room, there was no furniture at all. There was only a large and heavy coffin in the middle of the empty room.
Gu Juan was standing beside the coffin at this time, his brows were slightly frowned.
"Counselor Zhu, look what we found?"
"Lord Baihu, this is a coffin." Although Zhu Zan was a little puzzled, he still replied respectfully.
"Counselor Zhu, if you want to live longer in horror and supernatural stories, meticulous observation and logical thinking are two indispensable skills, and you are still far behind."
Gu Juan patted the surface of the coffin lightly, making a crisp sound, "First, this is a coffin made of solid wood; second, I tested its weight just now, and there should be something inside."
"So, I am going to open the coffin now, you'd better stand outside and wait for me."
Click!
As soon as Zhu Zan left the room in the back room, the top cover of the coffin was pried open by Gu Juan with an axe, revealing the scene inside that hadn't seen the sun for an unknown period of time.
Not surprisingly, there is an inner coffin inside.
This time, Gu Pan was not in a hurry to open the coffin again, but bent his body slightly, carefully observing the lines and patterns carved on the outer wall of the inner coffin.
The pattern he saw was a man with long hair who could not distinguish between men and women, sitting on a small boat, slowly drifting forward along the river, holding a long fishing rod in his hand, deep into the river without moving.
And farther away in the pattern, there are faintly visible white clouds, green hills in light ink, as well as the outline of the city, trees and fertile fields, and so on
What does it mean?
theWhat does it mean to have such a landscape painting on the surface of the coffin?
Gu Juan frowned and thought hard, but he didn't notice at all that just above his head, an extremely thin silk thread was quietly falling down, wrapping around his neck little by little.
When Gu Juan found out, the almost imperceptible silk thread had already started to twist and shrink.
Immediately afterwards, a cold and quiet female voice entered Gu Juan's ears, "From this moment on, you will follow me into a carefree, disaster-free paradise"
"Don't resist, don't resist, under the thread of cause and effect, everything is false."
The silk thread wrapped around Gu Juan's body was gradually tightened, but after only a moment, it couldn't be wrapped around at all, and even faintly showed signs of being broken.
Gu Pan's bones all over his body made a series of crisp sounds, and his body had a faint tendency to expand and grow, but was restrained by coils of silk threads that became tighter and tighter, forming a situation of wrestling and stalemate between the two.
Unknowingly, the silk line fishing down from above gradually became longer and longer, until it completely entangled Gu Juan.
Gu Pan's clothes were completely torn, revealing his covered strong body, and at this moment, circles of fine and scarlet bloodstains were drawn out.
Click!
The ferocious black armor emerged from the surface of the skin, and rows of thick and sharp barbs arched from the shoulder blades, joints, and back, directly supporting the shadow threads that wrapped him in sharp arcs.
Swish
The silk thread invisible to the naked eye suddenly dispersed, and quickly shrank towards a position directly above Gu Juan's head.
Its speed is very fast, but what is faster than it is the cold light that suddenly flashes across.
Boom!
The double-edged ax gleaming with cold light flashed through the darkness. Gu Juan only heard a crisp sound like glass shattering, and then he was surprised to find that there was an extremely sharp streak on the surface of the inner coffin without any warning. Small cracks.
His ax obviously didn't touch the coffin, but it cracked unexpectedly.
And it doesn't split sooner or later, it must be broken at the moment when he swings the ax to cut the silk thread.
More importantly, the location of the crack happened to be on the boat where the fisherman was sitting, between the silk lines he used for fishing. . (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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