My brother carried the doomsday

Chapter 32 32. Shadow Puppet 2
Xia Yuan frowned, and when he looked carefully, it was not a human face at all, but was puffed up by the wind blowing from the background.

Chi.
The curtain was pulled straight again in an instant.

On the snow-white curtain, a small black dot slowly emerged from the center, this time it seemed to be a person's head.

Xia Yuan rolled his eyes to both sides, the theater was so quiet, the group of people who rushed in just now seemed to be fast asleep, although their eyes were all sucked to the screen, they all seemed to be in a kind of sleepwalking state.

Xia Yuan pushed the junior sister beside her, but the junior sister didn't respond, her cheeks were flushed sickly, and she looked at the screen with a smile.

The black dots on the curtain are getting bigger and bigger, and there are slight bulges on the white shadow puppet cloth, showing the figure.

The figure was about the size of a woman, standing behind the dazzling curtain, motionless, whether it was a person or something else.

Seeing this scene, Xia Yuan didn't even try to hide, twisted his neck and was about to get up.

When he got up this time, he couldn't get up.

Even he was pissed off.

Because something in the leather chair was holding him tightly, making him unable to move.

Xia Yuan's face turned cold.

The hermit talent is directly enabled.

——Hiding deep, a hermit will always cover himself very well, no matter in the deep mountains or in the downtown, it is difficult to be found.

Although the divination of the hermit's talent is useless for strange powers and chaos, it is useful for himself.

At this moment, Xia Yuan seemed to have disappeared from the scene.

The suction of the leather chair also began to slowly disappear.

Xia Yuan stood up, his figure was clearly there, but no one could see him.

The creepy monsters are in the dark.

He is also in the dark.

Weird might be able to find him, but it will never be so easy.

He floated a few steps forward like a ghost, and then turned around, only to find a horrific scene at the scene:
The leather chairs turned out to be twisted and flat shadow puppets, and these shadow puppets seemed to be alive, lying on the ground at a strange angle, and the part that was in contact with the ground was lifting the flattened human face, almost The whites of Bai Pair's miserable eyes were sweeping around, looking for something.

All of them were firmly grasped by the leather palms and were fastened to the seats.

If it weren't for the fact that they are sleepwalking now, this scene might scare people to death.

Xia Yuan stood in the darkness.

He was already used to such scenes.

This is where the tyrant's weakness lies.

When you cannot identify the strongest, you must not rashly lock it, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

At this time, there are nearly a hundred twisted skins here.
Pairs of miserable white eyes.

He couldn't lock on to any of them.

Because probably the strongest among them.

Or it may not have appeared at all.

As for the figure on the stage, he was also unable to judge.

He can't bet.

So, he stood in the darkness of this paradoxical domain, silently, dormant like the terror behind the scenes.

"Hehehe"

"Hehehe"

In the dark theater, all the people who were staring at the snow-white curtain suddenly laughed happily, and a terrifying force was using this to waste their energy.

These laughs seemed to exhaust all their strength. After laughing, one after another lowered their heads, as if they had fallen asleep.

Xia Yuan stared at the junior sister all the time, this strange force was obviously aimed at him, if it was really intelligent, then it should start hurting the junior sister, and then force him to come out, if that was the case, then he had nothing to do, Can only show up.

But it didn't.
Soon.

All the leather chairs rustled.

One by one, the shadow puppets slid on the ground, and then began to walk around, or people stood up, turned into shadow puppets that were squeezed flat, scraped without even a little grease left, and walked around the entire theater.

They are looking.

Xia Yuan looked at this scene speechlessly, it was really a shadow play.

He murmured a few words secretly in his heart, and directly passed by a few skins, and came to the side of his junior sister.

All the leather chairs became normal wooden chairs, and all the guests collapsed on the wooden chairs.

Xia Yuan waited quietly.

After waiting for about a stick of incense, those shadow puppets seemed to be unable to find themselves, and went towards the backstage of the snow-white curtain.

Whoosh whoosh.
The countless shadow puppets gathered towards the figure behind the curtain.

Each layer of skin is wrapped in a circle, making the human figure huge.

On the pale curtain, a strange bulge formed.

Xia Yuan continued to wait patiently, and even pulled out a piece of hair, using the method of divination, put it on the center of his eyebrows, and silently said "Go south after going out", which means it is auspicious.

Read "go north after going out" again, and the display is invalid.

He counted several directions.

In general, the northeast is invalid, and the southwest is auspicious.

After counting all these, Xia Yuan knew the bottom of his heart. He continued to stand quietly in this "Hundred Ghosts' Night Walk" night theater, watching the huge strange pale bulge slowly recover.

Waited for half a stick of incense time.

The doors and windows opened slowly.

Seeing this scene, Xia Yuan grabbed his junior sister with his right hand and slammed it on his back. While maintaining the state of a hermit, his blood vibrated.

clatter.
clatter.
clatter.
Shrink to size.

The clouds and mist were heavy, and three clusters sputtered out.

After three hits, he pulled out an extremely fast straight afterimage, broke through the door of the house, and flew out.

And at this time, the theater seems to have noticed.

clap clap clap! !

The doors and windows were slammed shut like crazy, tightly closed, but it was too late.

Xia Yuan's speed was extremely fast, he had already left with his junior sister far away.

As soon as he went out, he galloped towards the southwest.

In the night wind, there was only an extremely fast afterimage.

It was too late to say it, and within a few seconds, he seemed to have drilled out of a bubble isolated from the world, and the original extremely ethereal and distant voice recovered.

Xia Yuan carried his comatose junior sister on his back, and did not call for a carriage, walked from Nanrao East through the bustling streets, and then quickly returned to the academy.

The next day.

Junior Sister woke up, only felt a headache and body pain, felt a fever on her forehead, and looked very weak.

Zhu Zhenyue understood after asking this question. I went to see a shadow puppet show last night.

Xia Yuan only said that he saw that the situation was wrong, and followed up with his junior sister to withdraw. Zhu Zhenyue didn't ask too much. Yuan'er and Lingyun should have been involved in the incident unintentionally, it's not a big problem, just let them take a good rest and don't go to Beicheng District again.

after no one
Xia Yuan made another divination, using yarrow stems to calculate "go to the shadow puppet troupe in Beicheng District", and the result was auspicious, so he became curious, and left Wuxin Academy directly in the afternoon on the pretext of going to the White Dragon King .

After leaving, Xia Yuan stepped into a hermit state in one step, and went directly to the north.

Under the shady black tower.

The rickety old woman was still sitting on a small stool, scratching the skin with a handful of animal bones.

The water in the red basin in front of her was deep, dark, and had an extremely uncomfortable smell.

(End of this chapter)