doll city

Chapter 55 Paper Doll Alley (7)

In their hunting ground in Paperman Alley this time, the direction of their own skills chosen by the four of M82 has basically been determined, namely breeders, cleaners, students...and his own anesthetist.

The prototypes of their own skills selected are all experienced and real existences in reality. The second-tier powerhouses in the group have hinted at them more than once. Although the scope of this choice is small, the advantage is that it is stable and safe, and it is not easy to get lost.

However, conceptually speaking, their own skills are a bit far from "heroes".

"...that kid named Yan Ge, what is his own skill?" He Ming thought to himself, and glanced cautiously at the gentleman in formal suit beside him.

"Are you ready?" Leon asked.

He was the only one left around, and the others might be locked in the parallel space, He Ming gritted his teeth, nodded and said, "I can!"

To be tested, to be one of the high-end forces, he has to do better than everyone else.

Leon let him go, and the range of mental radiation suppression was gradually retracted. He took two steps back, facing the hundreds of screaming paper figurines behind him, and gave space to He Ming and the Pagoda of Bone surrounded by groups paper bride.

"You have 10 minutes, convince her, save her."

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"You have 10 minutes...I hope that you will be the first to pass the test."

The gentleman seemed to have a different expectation for him, Yan Ge didn't think much, took a deep breath, and stepped into the White Bone Tower.

As soon as the soles of the feet hit the ground, a torrent of chaotic negative spirit rushed over.

"It's over, this next life will be ruined, and it's worthless." "Educate you, just listen, otherwise, when you enter the society, no one will teach you this if you ask for it. It's all for your own good." "Wear so little , Who is to blame for something going wrong?" "He looks serious, but he's very flirty in private." "You're so dirty..."

The air became thinner in an instant.

Yan Ge felt suffocated for a while. The mental radiation brought out by these words was not even one-tenth of that when facing Luka, but the malice was stronger than anything he had seen before.

"Wu Yun—" Yan Ge tried to speak, but realized that his voice was too low.

Those paper figurines surrounding Wu Yun, including her family, relatives, and neighbors in the neighborhood, their words formed a huge wall of noise, which made it impossible for Yan Ge to break through no matter what.

Or... just go straight in?

Yan Ge thought for a while, but didn't approach rashly. He grabbed a broken candlestick next to him and threw it towards the nearest paper figurine whose back was facing him.

He stared at the candlestick drawing an arc in the air, and the moment it hit the paper figurine, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head.

Yan Ge turned his head in astonishment, outside the door behind him, Leon was still standing in the courtyard with his back facing him, and the surrounding paper figurines all shattered and shattered automatically when they approached him to attack him.

The yard is like a snow without temperature.

"No one attacked, that's..." Looking at the candlestick that fell to the ground, Yan Ge raised his head, just as the paper figurine he hit turned around.

On that pale face, what was painted was his face.

Yan Ge was stunned for a while, and the other paper figurines turned their heads at the same time... All the paper figurines' facial features became exactly the same as his.

broken……

"You have 7 minute left."

A burning smell came from behind. Hearing Leon's reminder, Yan Ge turned his head and saw the flames trembling outside the gate of the White Bone Pagoda courtyard. The paper monster, covered in flames, crawled in from the door.

Along the way, it randomly grabbed the paper figurines it encountered, joined its body, and became fuel.

The moment he climbed into the courtyard, the flaming paper figurine raised his head, and his red eyes that almost merged with the flames hungrily looked at the paper bride in the bone tower.

"Wu Yun...my wife..."

The groom of the yin marriage is the most feared existence in Wu Yun's imagination.

They seemed to be trapped in Wu Yun's nightmare, the paper people acted out everything she feared, and the images of those who killed her were everywhere.

"Six minutes." Leon said, facing the flame paper figurine.

This was supposed to be the boss they all dealt with, but here, Leon captured them one by one and defended them for 10 minutes. Within 10 minutes, he hoped that the paper bride representing Wu Yun would be rescued... this is The answer sheet that the hunters have to pay.

When the time is up, the people of flame will rush into this bone tower and destroy Shi Yuansong, Wu Yun, this ancient tower, and the lives of outsiders like them.

Yan Ge touched the place on the back of his head where he was hit just now, thinking that he and the paper figurine would share the damage now... No wonder Li Ya said that fire should never be set in the paper figurine alley. Once the paper figurine died, they would be killed. Burn alive.

According to this situation, the remaining few people should be facing the same problem as him.

If you want to advance and let everyone survive, you can only find a way to save Wu Yun faster than others.

"You can't force it..." Yan Ge put away his weapon, observed the paper people, and even used [Xudra] to petrify himself once with the screen of his mobile phone, and found that he could not be exempted from the shared damage caused by the paper people. .

After being silent for a while, he crossed his arms, put his knuckles on the bridge of his nose, and pushed the non-existent glasses... When he encountered a difficult problem, he often imitated this action subconsciously. On one point, he has never seen anyone better than his father.

If my dad faced this problem, he might first dismantle the problem and proceed in three steps.

First, brute force cannot be used, which means that under the influence of Leon, this high probability has become a literary game, which may involve debating with the decadent social constraints.

Second, to start a debate, language must be used and a voice must be found.

Third, he couldn't do the way he made his own voice, so if he can make a voice here... it must be effective if he speaks from the perspective of a paper figurine?

Yan Ge suddenly looked at Shi Yuansong, who was covered by a paper figurine and had a ghostly face. At this moment, his neck was severely sprained, his legs were bleeding profusely, and his spirit had completely collapsed. He had reached the end of his battle.

But his expletives were not drowned out by the noise.

"You ghosts, when I am reincarnated, cough, I will see a woman in my next life, and I will kill the other, even if I tell you to be a ghost...cough cough..."

Yan Ge looked at him coldly, walked over, grabbed his neck which was wrapped in a paper figurine, and unexpectedly found that there was no touch on his neck.

After a while, Yan Ge showed a sly smile.

"Wake up first, don't rush to reincarnate, before you go to hell, I will give you a little more impression."

After finishing speaking, Yan Ge pulled him and squeezed in from behind the paper people surrounding the paper bride. The process was a bit difficult, and at the same time he felt that his whole body was being squeezed and he couldn't maintain his balance.

But fortunately, he had [Senjia] on his body, so he barely squeezed into the middle. At the same time, Shi Yuansong, who was dragged in, vaguely saw Yan Ge's actions through the gap in the paper figurine's headgear, and said hoarsely:

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

"Like you." Yan Ge knelt down and looked at the paper bride's face buried in her hands, and reached out to her.

"I know you're scared, but for 'her', leave it to me for now?"

The red wedding dress reflected a pair of green pupils. The paper bride raised her eyes from between her slender fingers, and her frosty, non-human voice slowly leaked out.

"The Red King of Death can satisfy us, but...we can't save her."

"Can you save her? We really love her, but she is in too much pain..."

More than ten years have passed, no one remembers Wu Yun, only paper people still remember her.

They revenge, they kill, they remember...they love her very much.

But she was already dead. In fact, all the pain in the entire Paper Doll Alley had nothing to do with her.

The Red King of Death indulged their hatred, allowed them to gain strength, captured the wicked from every time and space and executed them again and again...but they couldn't save their loved ones.

Across the door, the fire outside had already visited with scorching heat, but Yan Ge was not affected at all. He lowered his head slightly, knelt on the woodpile, with his lips tightly pressed, he held up the paper bride's body, and in Shi Yuansong's amazed eyes Under his eyes, he put it on himself.

The Paper Bride "closed" him in like a well-tailored garment.

The next moment, his frantic actions worked.

The paper people were silent for a second at the same time, their expressions became frenzied, and the spiritual radiation exerted suddenly expanded.

"Losing money! Give me something shameful! Why do you still have the face to live, why don't you die?!"

The face of the "Paper Bride" lifted up from the palm of her hand little by little. It was a simple, yet delicate and pure young face. At this moment, the lingering pain was gradually replaced by a little bright light.

"Why do you still have the face to look up? Wouldn't it be better to die honestly?"

"Why?"

There was a moment of silence all around, and this was the first time "Paper Bride" made a sound.

"She" went on to say—

"I'm dumb, but my heart can still speak."

"I am human just like you, I was violated, I was pregnant and had a miscarriage, you said I was ruined all my life... But whether I want to live, do I have the right to live, it is not you who vent yourself in the name of morality Selfish sluts can decide."

The paper people opened their mouths, and all kinds of obscene words were clamored again, but the voice was much quieter.

The paper bride let out a morbid and sharp laugh, as if she wanted to make up for all the missing smiles in her ten years of life.

"Because I don't speak, you put your own obscene fantasies on me. Is this my problem?"

"Because I don't make a scene, you think it's a guilty conscience. In fact, it's just that you don't dare to face this obviously convicted beast. You are afraid of being retaliated by him, so this is also my problem?"

"It's not shameful to be cowardly, but you can choose to shut up, but you choose to persecute. Whose fault is it?"

"If that's how a perfect victim is treated, then I'd rather not be perfect."

She kicked away the woodpile and strode out. Every step she took, the paper figurines took a step back.

"I'm covered in bruises, I'm not chaste, but I want to live a good life, I want to work hard, I want to make a lot of money, and go to many places."

"I can't speak, I want to hear the wind in the desert, I want to hear the whisper of the deep sea, my feet are my voice, my hands are my reputation."

"I can despise love, or I can look forward to love. I can stay unmarried for life, and I can wear a diamond ring until the last second before I die."

"I am the most beautiful girl in this life, and I will be the most beautiful girl in the next life."

The noise was like broken dead branches, the paper people raised their heads, and their faces were like stained ink, slowly turning into a girl's face.

They cry and laugh.

"...Is she not in pain?"

Yan Ge raised his head, at this moment, he was both himself and Wu Yun.

"——She was still in pain until the last moment, but at least she, this is what the world owes her, the life she should have had."

After he finished speaking, the paper people lowered their heads, and the red light in their eyes gradually faded.

"Next time, at least don't let her experience another nightmare."

"Thank you, Traveler."

Yan Ge opened his eyes, looked back at the paper man wrapped Shi Yuansong from his own angle, and asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

The paper figurine didn't speak, it was the only one that still kept its blood red eyes.

But it didn't try to attack Yan Ge, but slowly walked up to the pyre. After a while, it opened its mouth and said coldly in Shi Yuansong's voice:

"Until he returns to his ignorant age, he will continue to be burned at the stake."

This is the punishment he deserves.

Yan Ge took a deep look at him and exited the White Bone Tower, while the flame paper figurine behind him had already arrived at the door.

Shi Yuansong howled in despair: "...don't leave me, I'll give you money, don't—"

"10 seconds." Leon was still very elegant, he wiped the ashes on his hands-gun, and stood behind Yan Ge, "Let's see the ending first."

Yan Ge took off the paper bride's shell and let it stand outside the Pagoda of White Bone. The blood-red color of the wedding dress on her body gradually faded, revealing the true color of white paper.

The face belonging to Wu Yun on the paper bride's face became a little clearer, she stared blankly at the flames burning, and at Shi Yuansong, the sinner who had destroyed her screamed like a beast in the flames.

The greatest pain a human being can feel while alive is being burned to death.

The flame will first burn the tissue on the surface of the skin, the hair and skin will carbonize and fall off, and then all the nerve endings in the dermis will scream like a bombed city. The bones that protect the internal organs will last longer, but the fragile internal organs will not. They will immediately force the brain center to give up life, spreading the hellish pain until the last moment of brain death.

This is what he owes Wu Yun, even though he was late for a long time.

—May your next life be free from dark clouds.

Yan Ge whispered in his heart.

"You felt sorry for him for a moment." Leon said looking at Yan Ge in front of the burning bone tower.

"No." Yan Ge shook his head, watching the paper ash and Shi Yuansong's grease seep out from under the flame, and said, "For her, this is the justice she deserves."

Leon smiled, and even his tone became lighter.

"It should be said that this is the first step of a 'hero', feeling justice and knowing justice - when you see more and more beings who suffer injustice like her in the world, it means that a 'hero' who breaks the rules should Appear."

"At the same time, I will incarnate as a ruler called goodness, and judge all the injustices in the world."

Leon's voice had a demagogic feel to it, and Yan Ge couldn't help agreeing with his words, and nodded along with his words indiscernibly.

—Declaring war on this world full of injustice?It sounds tempting to sublimate the value of being alive, even to meet death...

"I am now absolutely sure that you are a man of good character, then—"

In the chaos, Yan Ge felt his shoulders sink. He turned his eyes and suddenly found that he could not move.

The alarm bell in his mind was loud, and he looked sideways with difficulty, Leon's pair of blood-red pupils were slightly opened from the thin stitched thread.

"I officially invite you to join me as a 'hero', okay?"

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The author has something to say:

Will "they" love me after my life is over?

Surely it will.

……

So create more,

creators.