After carrying a wooden box and buying some small and bits in the shopping street, Ernacillin rushed home as fast as he could.

"Good afternoon, Mom. Hasn't Dad come back yet?" said Annacillin, opening the door and changing his shoes as he greeted his mother, who was busy in the kitchen.

The gentle, dignified, good-looking, but slightly fat lady replied cheerfully: "Ah, my little Aaron is back." Your dad was upstairs making new props for Lena, and alas, he always regretted that we didn't have a lovely girl in our house. At this, her tone became a little wistful.

"No, we have it at home. Enaicillin's expression was serious and serious, "That's you, Lady Natis Aaron." ”

His mother, Natis, rolled her eyes helplessly, "Okay, okay, day by day, I know to make my mother happy, go and release this child, don't suffocate the little cutie." Natis pushed Enacillin to the table, "I'm curious what kind of child would make my Enacillirin so swoon. ”

"Hmm, what's the stunt? Ah, is it a new child? Open it up and let the house breathe, don't get stuffy. A middle-aged man who looked elegant and easy-going came down from the upper floor, with a peaceful and warm smile on his face somewhat similar to that of Ennacillin. This is Ernacillin's father, Milton Aaron.

Ernacillin shook his head helplessly, parents are more anxious about their new children than themselves.

He laid the box flat on the table, then carefully opened the lock.

"Click. ”

Enacillin slowly opened the lid of the wooden box, the box was double-layered, the first layer was placed with a pair of very delicate golden eyes presented by Lenshi, a smooth black robe, and a soft silver hair.

The compartment was uncovered, and the almost perfect figure in the box was exposed to the watchful eyes of the trio. Although he is now just a body with nothing, his facial features are perfectly contoured and mysterious like those of a god one might imagine.

"Shhh...... Mr. Lency's craft is getting better and better. Natis was amazed.

Eneracillin nodded in favor as he carefully took the doll out, snapped the joints, and sat it upright on the table, as he began to think about what kind of makeup to put on him.

As Ernacillin looked at the figure with perfect features like a god, an image suddenly came to his mind: a golden-eyed silver-haired young man in a black robe standing barefoot closest to the dark canopy. He stared indifferently at an infinite, chaotic mass of objects that could not be described in words and words. The young man seemed to stand there only for a moment, and that moment seemed to be tens of millions of years long.

This instant, which encompassed tens of millions of years, sounded in the ears of the young man's indifferent and pleasant voice: "It's time for the new world." And so, the boundless, indescribable object exploded, and all the structures began to reassemble. It was still the moment that contained tens of millions of years, the indescribable object disappeared, and the silver-haired and black-robed young man stood barefoot in the closest place to the sky, looking down indifferently at the bustling world.

Ernacillin was detached from the fragment in his mind, and the appearance of the youth was engraved in his mind, and he understood how to draw the makeup of the puppet.

Hurriedly saying hello to his parents, Enercillin put the dolls and accessories into the wooden box, fastened the lock, and rushed upstairs with the box.

Placing the puppet on a workbench and preparing the paint and tools for painting, Enacillin put on gloves and a gas mask and began to spray matting paint on every part of the puppet.

After a few moments, Eneracillin used psionic energy to construct a small psychic spell to make the matting paint dry immediately, and then sprayed all the parts with a white base with an airbrush. In the same way, dry the skin and spray it on the joints and shadows of the puppet, then apply a blue-purple shade to the entire shadow and main color, leaving only room for structural protrusions—a layer that gives the skin a cool tone. Next, Anacillin blends a translucent main skin tone with a varnish and spurts the figure several times until the skin tone is softened to normal.

After the doll was dry, Enaxiline picked up a face pen dipped in blue-green paint and traced the blood vessels and meridians on each part, then sprayed the skin tone over and over again to make it soft and natural, and then carefully added some of the details that had been covered.

The process was tedious and tedious, but Enacillin had the patience to do the job.

After retouching the details over and over again, covering the color over and over again, and finally spraying a layer of matting paint to make the paint no longer reflective, Ennacillin completed the spraying of the doll's skin.

At this time, the surface texture of the doll is like the skin of a real person, showing a beautiful cold white. Through his skin, which was fairer and more flawless than a real person, he could faintly see the blood vessels that seemed to be rushing with blood. He is like a real beauty with thin skin, which people dare not touch.

Ernacillin cleans the face reader and prepares to paint the face for the puppet. He twisted his aching neck and stared nonchalantly into the darkness where the light couldn't reach—a habit he had developed since escaping from the hands of low-level demons, and any nook and cranny that could not reach the light could hide danger.

"Snap"

There was a sudden noise in a certain room, and the unsuspecting Ernacillin trembled invisibly, his pupils constricted slightly. He remained still, searching for the next move.

After a few moments, Enacillin, who was sure that there was no follow-up sound, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, forcing himself to calm down. "It's the sound of an object falling to the ground, and it sounds a little dull. But don't worry, don't be afraid, it's just getting dark and the lights are on on the streets and at home. Ernacillin muttered a few words in his mind, then got up and turned on all the lights on the second floor, and slowly approached the source of the sound.

The place where the sound comes out is the puppets' room, and the door to this room is closed when no one is in order to prevent rats from entering.

Ernacillin grabbed the doorknob and pressed down slowly, constantly comforting himself during the process, and then gritted his teeth and pushed the door open!

The wind from the slamming door blew a corner of the curtain that was used as a backdrop, and there seemed to be nothing unusual in the room that was set up as a wizard's hut - except for Schilling, who had been knocked down. He had been standing in front of the equally scaled bookshelf, but now it seemed that something had knocked him down, and the sound that Enacyrin had just heard was the one he had come from when he fell.

"The figurines made by Mr. Lenci have always been very stable, Schilling has been in my hands for so long, he never falls down on his own, and there are no windows in the room, it can't be blown down by the wind, and as for mice, it's possible, but the door is always closed when no one is around, and it's unlikely that they'll come in...... There is a problem. With a frown, Enacillin helped Schilling to his feet and placed him in his original position. “...... Ask the guy in your dreams tonight. "Eneracillin made up his mind to turn on all the lights and props that could be used to illuminate the room, and place them in every corner, so that no place was dark.

With all this done, Enacillicillin closed the door and returned to his workbench to finish the doll's makeup. After all, the guy in the dream couldn't have appeared so early, and now it's just dark, and it's the time when the association is at its most energetic, and if the demon or something comes out to stir up trouble at this time, the one who will die will definitely not be himself.

Without worry, Enasilin took a physiognomy pen and depicted the facial features of the puppet. His heavily trained hands are steady, slender and powerful.

In the style of Ernacillin, the eyebrows of the puppet are drawn one by one, and each one must be even and stable, without a trace of unevenness.

Ernacillin feels that today's state is very different from usual, usually even if there is a feeling of thought, there will be a pause or two, but today not only did not have a trace of stuck, but also clearly knew how to draw next, and even the color that was brought out did not miss. In this state, Eneracillin quickly drew the doll's makeup and dressed him neatly.

The puppet at this time was exactly the same as the youth in Enaicillin's mind: a perfect and indifferent face, delicate and mysterious golden eyes, with silky silver hair, and a black robe. He stood barefoot on the workbench as if he were standing closest to the canopy. He looked at Enacyrin indifferently, just as he looked down on the world indifferently.

"Good evening, Mr. Lorea. You're welcome. Eneracillin couldn't help but chuckle and gently touched Lorea's palm with her index finger.

......

It was already past ten o'clock after Lorya was settled, and Enacillrin went to the bathroom of the room to take a hasty shower, and the exhaustion and eagerness made him fall asleep quickly.

"Sir, are you there?" In a chaotic space, Enerciline actively searched for the creature that existed in his dreams for the first time.

The chaotic and upside-down space slowly distorted into a whirlpool, and a magnetic and mysterious voice as if it came from ancient times came out of it: "Hmm, it's rare that you took the initiative to find me." Okay, I know what you're trying to ask, there's indeed a little bug there. He spoke lazily, not at all believing his strength.

"Is that really the case...... Is it still there, sir?" Enacyrin frowned, it wasn't a trivial matter that there was a demon in the house, but he had lit up all the places, it should leave, right?

"It's always there, and you haven't lit it up behind the curtain. The gentleman yawned lazily, "May I replay the scene when you opened the door slowly, do you want to see it?"

“...... Thank you very much. Ernacillin hesitated and nodded.

"Smack"

Hearing him snap his fingers, the whirlpool in front of him spun and twisted rapidly, and all kinds of chaotic color blocks magically combined the image of Ernacillin when he opened the door. The footage played slowly, and this time, Enercillin saw a squirming darkness flash rapidly under the curtain as it was carried up by the wind.

Ernacillin sat down on the ground in a gaffe, the wriggling darkness was indeed a low-level demon, and he attracted the demon again.

"No, I need to inform the night team. Ernacillin tried to calm himself down, but his mind was filled with the chaotic and indescribable evil of the demon.

"I advise you to calm down quickly, and don't even think about leaving the dream to find the night group immediately, the little bug behind the curtain is just here to take shelter temporarily. "You should be worried about the rat it is hiding from it, and it's staring at you right now outside your window." If the mood fluctuates too much, in my current state, I can't help you hide your existence. ”

"?!" Enacylin's pupils constricted, and he looked at the vortex in disbelief.

"Don't believe me? I can't help it, see for yourself. He snapped his fingers again, revealing the scene in the room at this moment:

The eyes were closed, and the spiritual energy gathered around him was shrouded in an invisible distortion. Outside, a large, bloodshot one-eyed took over the entire window, turning slowly, scanning the interior of the room, making no secret of its owner's desire for psionic energy and the irritability of smelling only the taste and not eating it.

Ernacillin froze in place, chilling and unable to move, he never thought that he would be stared at by such a thing when he slept.

"Oh yes, remember to be mentally prepared not to be scared. "It's been looking for you for weeks, but don't worry, a mid-level rat wouldn't dare touch you under the noses of the night watch." The gentleman's words sounded like he was comforting Ernacillin, but with a pleasant smile on the surface, he was just having a bad taste.

"A few weeks...... Why didn't you tell me?" Enacillicillin felt that life was starting to get a little hopeless.

"You didn't ask. "Sir is somewhat innocent.

"......" Ernacillin has no desire to speak at the moment.

"Alright, sleep in peace, it is very patient, but only patience will not be able to find you under my protection. I'll call you again when it's dawn. The gentleman yawned again and said nonchalantly.

"Okay...... Enaicillin keenly noticed that he was using the word asylum, and he didn't ask, just let his consciousness fall into a real sleep.

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