doll city

Chapter 24 Lion Dance (3)

When the old-fashioned carved door slammed shut behind him, the first thought in Yan Ge's mind was - no way, it's too old-fashioned.

In the entire East Wing, no matter the doors or windows, or the seemingly insecure walls, they were all protected by a layer of solid force, and a fist weighing more than a hundred catties hit it, and it remained motionless.

After his efforts failed, Yan Ge turned his head and looked behind him, only to see Li Haobai took out a thread-bound notebook with a delicate package and a cover, took out a pen from his windbreaker pocket, bit off the cap of the pen, and lowered his head to swipe on the notebook. I brushed something up, then slammed a private one, and sent it out through the crack of the door.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when he tore off the paper, there was a low cry of pain from the notebook.

Yan Ge watched him send the paper out smoothly, and asked, "How did you do it?"

"Baojiaxian is enshrined at the entrance of this kind of old courtyard, which usually means that violence cannot be used to destroy the main building here." Li Haobai paused, and asked instead: "What time is it?"

Yan Ge remembered it quite clearly. When he was about to answer that it was probably 12 o'clock, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and he was stunned.

07:51

At first he thought there was something wrong with his phone, but he soon discovered that the small clock hanging in this wing also pointed to this time.

"Time is running backwards." After Li Haobai finished speaking, he raised his hand and took off the brown sunglasses for the first time, and the faint light of the kerosene lamp was reflected in his shallow pupils.

It was the first time for Yan Ge to see his complete appearance - in the film school where Yan Ge was, there were many handsome peers, but even under this premise, Li's good or bad appearance would not be overwhelmed.

But it was hard for Yan Ge to think of any good words from his appearance at the first time. After sorting out his thoughts, it is better to say that his personal style is too strong, and the temperament of a street musician and a gentleman overlap repeatedly. When you are in When you get along with him and feel that he is likely to be a gentle and good person, the habitually playful look on the other side's lips makes you have to be vigilant again, after all, he is a dangerous guy.

"Compared to Princess Alice, Luca's invitations always foretell all kinds of situations - probably the most troublesome kind we have encountered."

Yan Ge regained his train of thought and asked, "How should I say it?"

"At the end of every week, Luca will go to the clock tower in the city center and ring the big bell there. You can also regard it as - turning back the time of the whole city is his ability." Li Haobai picked up the kerosene lamp , and added rigorously, "One."

Yan Ge instantly understood that Luca and Princess Alice should be the two most powerful dolls in this city, and related to their abilities, it is definitely not easy to represent the hunting ground of the Lion Dance Hall.

For example, if the time returns to 7:51 after four hours, it means that they may be stuck in this time cycle forever...starve to death.

"It's not necessarily starving to death, the puppet's belly is more hungry-thirsty than us." Li Haobai seemed to know what he was thinking, tilted his head and smiled, "I bet this door won't let us out before dawn , we probably have all night..."

"...You're right, first look for clues." A disturbing emotion flashed across his eyes, and Yan Ge quickly turned and walked to the inner compartment.

The entire east wing room is divided into three compartments, the middle is the reception area, and there is also a picture of a lion dance hanging on it. Although the two pine chairs are simple, they look even newer than the main hall, and the one on the right is There are several drawers, and on an old table in the middle is the only electrical appliance in the room, a landline telephone, surprisingly little dust.

"This place should be the room of the grandma's children... oh, it's the son." When he saw a wedding photo in the 70s in the phone book full of phone numbers next to the phone, Yan Ge The identity of the owner of this house was determined.

"Dai Chengze is right. The surname that is written most in the phone book is the surname Zhao... This family's surname is really Zhao."

Over there, Li Haobai lifted the curtain of the left compartment and said, "This room should be a wedding room."

In the compartment on the left is a carved bed that is rare in this era, and the red curtains are embroidered with mandarin ducks and butterflies and other patterns that symbolize a happy marriage.It seems that although Mrs. Zhao lives in poverty, she gives the best to her children.

"The creases on the quilt are very new. There are no traces of human life in the house. The old lady probably lives alone." After roughly inferring the family situation of the Zhao family in Xingshi Tang, Yan Ge slightly sighed.

The phone book is very old. It can be seen that Mrs. Zhao cherishes the time of talking with her children. In the back, there are some records of living expenses sent by her daughter and son-in-law on xx. .

At her last time, did her family come back to be by her side?

Maybe it was because of his grandmother, Yan Ge had some empathy, but he didn't dare to think about it. He immediately tapped his temple to put his emotions away, and when he turned his head, he saw Li Haobai lying directly on the Babu bed inside.

This guy is too free, this is someone else's bed.

Yan Ge didn't want to talk to him at first, but he heard him lie there and say: "Yan Ge."

He called out very smoothly, as if he had known him for many years, Yan Ge shook his head before responding: "Did you find anything?"

"Lie down and watch this." Li Haobai stepped aside and patted the bed beside him, "There are words on the top of the bed."

Yan Ge walked to the edge of the bed and sat down. Looking up, he could only see the darkness on the top of the tent: "What?"

An arm was stretched out, and he was flattened on the bed without warning. Yan Ge turned his head to meet Shang Li's good-bad eyes, and his own slightly confused face was reflected in the faintly smiling eyes.

"You can see clearly only from this angle." He deliberately lowered his voice and said.

Yan Ge unconsciously grabbed the bed sheet under his palm, and moved his gaze upwards. The thin night light illuminated a wood carving painting through the hollowed-out bed curtain, and on the side was written Zhao's Lion Dance Hall in traditional characters History.

Zhao's lion dance troupe came from the south and settled in Ciling in the late Qing Dynasty.For hundreds of years, the Zhao family's lion dance has always been a must for dignitaries and dignitaries during festivals. Every time the Zhao family's lions appear, there are crowds of people watching, and the family prospers as a result.Afterwards, some genealogy records were recorded, and by the generation of Mrs. Zhao, it was already the sixth generation.

It's a pity that the modernization process of the world is too fast. These lion dance troupes, like Mrs. Zhao's, have been left behind by the times because they have no successors.

After reading it by the light of his mobile phone, Yan Ge lay down and guessed for a while, and said: "What does Mrs. Zhao want us to do? To restore their Zhao family's glory in the lion dance, we still need us to complete the lion dance The finished lion?"

"Let me correct your misunderstanding. It must be living puppets that dominate all the weird situations in the hunting grounds, not people. Wraiths and the like don't exist after death."

Ah, then what were you afraid of before listening to the New Year's Divine Comedy all night?

Yan Ge suppressed the complaint in his heart and asked, "What is the basis?"

"The hunting ground chosen by Luca has a characteristic - that hunting ground must have some kind of story, and the princess's wedding needs it, or it has participated in the princess's wedding. The special thing about this hunting ground is that it cannot be used in the past. ...It may also be that our way of mixing is wrong, we must find the real body of the living puppets, and find out what their wishes are."

Yan Ge agreed with him, and said, "Then what do you think, will the live puppet be a statue of Guan Gong or a lion's head?"

"Maybe it's all... who knows, after tonight, there will be an answer." Li Haobai yawned lightly, glanced at Yan Ge, and asked for advice, "Can I answer tonight?" sleep in?"

Yan Ge didn't know where to spit, so he sat up and said, "Are you still going to sleep?"

"Of course, proper sleep is an important factor to ensure physical strength." After Li Haobai finished speaking, he really took off his windbreaker and lay down under the quilt, and gave up his position to Yan Ge, saying very politely, "You can put your high heels on Lay it on me."

Why do I have to sleep with you?When I grew up, I never slept with anyone except my parents and grandma.

Yan Ge didn't intend to go to sleep, and leaned against the carved frame with his arms folded, and lowered his eyes, he said, "Mr. Li, are you really not afraid of death at all? Or, are you influenced by the desire dancing shoes?"

Li Haobai closed his eyes and smiled, saying:

"Yang Ge, let me tell you a secret."

"The spiritual radiation of Desire Dance Shoes is very strong, but those who get the second movement are not likely to be affected by it."

"All my thoughts and actions come from my heart. I decided to help you, and so did the deal I promised you."

Yan Ge was silent for a while, then slowly said: "You... really want me to sing rap so much? Before you speak, my singing is really bad."

"...ha." As if amused by him, Li Haobai turned sideways to face him, "Now I recall the feeling at that time, I'm not stupid..."

what?

Yan Ge didn't hear clearly, but he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

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When he woke up the next day, it was still dark outside the window. Yan Ge glanced at his phone and sat up suddenly.

He slept eighteen hours.

7 points.

Throwing aside the quilt that was covered at some time, Yan Ge sat up and walked outside the house. The kerosene lamp that was on the table yesterday had disappeared. I don't know if Li took it away.

There were discussions outside, and as soon as Yan Ge went out, he saw a group of people crowded together.

The woman named Nana in Jungle No. 1 had disheveled hair, her makeup was washed out with tears on her face, and she shivered in a corner. The strange thing was that she was wearing fluffy leggings on her legs that only lion dancers would wear.

And in the middle of the courtyard, where the smell of blood came from, a corpse that was divided into two parts lay horizontally on the ground, one on the left and one on the right.

"Yan Ge, Yan Ge." Xiao Yi waved at him and said in shock, "Fortunately, you reminded me in time last night, and the rest of us entered the room in three groups, so nothing happened. But this Nana is afraid Locked up and unwilling to enter the house, Cao Zhi sent this dead male team member to follow her."

As she said that, she took out her mobile phone: "I put a video on my mobile phone on the wall before I entered the room, and it was all recorded. Fortunately, I took three charging treasures before I came..."

Yan Ge took the phone and clicked on the video, watching and frowning.

It was a dimly lit courtyard, and it was normal at first. After a while, a furry thing began to arch in the main hall. After a while, it poked out its head waggingly, with a colorful figure, shaking three steps at a time. Walking out of the door opening, eyes as big as copper bells, one of which glowed fluorescent, the other was slightly dimmed, and jumped towards the plum blossom pile in the middle of the courtyard.

Even if there is no sound, it seems to be in harmony with the loud gongs and drums, step by step, with delicate steps, dancing vividly, but every time it jumps on a plum blossom pile, its other eye will dim a bit.When it was only three feet away from reaching the top, the eye completely dimmed, and the lion fell heavily to the ground from a height.

It struggled to get up, and seemed to want to jump up again, but at this moment, another tall figure stepped out of the main hall.

Standing tall and dragging the knife, the bronze statue of Guan Gong took a few steps horizontally, walked in front of the lion, raised the knife and slashed down, the man inside the lion's head was the first to bear the brunt, blood splashed on the spot, and the statue of Guan Gong picked up the lion Nana, who didn't care about the lion's tail at all, slowly walked back to the main hall...

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The author has something to say:

Note: In the past, actors on the stage had a kind of gait, holding a long knife and walking slowly and horizontally. There is a special word for this kind of gait called Guan Gong pacing.

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I haven't written a pure love theme for several years, and this is the first time I have written an article about this kind of unit drama adventure. It may be a bit unfamiliar

If the rhythm is not well grasped, I will practice hard!Readers must point out any reasonable criticisms!

Although my writing skills are good, I have thick skin ︿(￣︶￣)︿