Xiuxiu opened her mouth in surprise, she stretched out her hand and pointed at the left shoulder of the doll, and couldn't think of what to ask for a long time.

The doll stood there expressionlessly, the bandages that had trapped her arms had long been loose, and now it was like a long tail hanging behind her. Mottled blood fell haphazardly on her path. I don't know where she was hurt, but the thick dark red blood had soaked through her pale pink clothes, and was slowly dripping down her sleeve.

"Are you alright?" Xiuxiu pulled the doll's sleeve worriedly, but when she pulled it, the doll's left arm fell to the ground like a torn doll's arm.

"Scared-" The incident happened suddenly, and the unsuspecting Xiuxiu was suddenly startled. She pinched the doll's empty left sleeve and shook it in confirmation, and there were only endless drops of blood in the empty sleeve.

After confirming that the doll's arm had really fallen off, Xiuxiu silently looked down at the ground.

Isn't that white arm on the ground a doll's arm?

Xiuxiu withdrew her hand and bit her fingers, and the doll who couldn't wait for a reply tilted her head and looked at Xiuxiu expressionlessly for a while, then stretched out her right arm and grabbed Xiuxiu's sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "Don't play?" ”

"Your arm is off." Xiuxiu, who quickly accepted the facts, picked up the blood-stained arm and handed it to the doll, and when she saw that the doll's arm fell off, she didn't cry, she couldn't help but admire a little, and Xiuxiu, who completely left the voyeuristic thing behind, was completely attracted by the doll, "Aren't you in pain, you didn't cry!" Xiuxiu just accidentally fell, and she would want to cry in pain! ”

"It hurts?" The doll took her left arm, her expression that had never changed finally changed, she tilted her head, and asked with a confused expression, "What is the pain?" ”

"It hurts—it hurts!" Xiuxiu answered the doll's question vaguely, and felt that she didn't answer well, she thought hard, and then solemnly reached out and twisted the doll's cheek, and then asked expectantly, "How is it, does it hurt?" This feeling is called pain! ”

The doll stared at Xiuxiu expressionlessly for a while, and in Xiuxiu's increasingly expectant eyes, she let out a dry sigh, and then she casually threw her arm aside, and pulled Xiuxiu's sleeve and asked again, "Are you playing?" ”

"But Xiuxiu has something very important now...... Xiuxiu pointed to Ah Lang's room with an embarrassed face, "Xiuxiu wants to catch the bad guys!" ”

"Catch the bad guys?" The doll blinked her eyes ignorantly, and following Xiuxiu's line of sight, she saw the door that was slowly opened.

The person who opened the door was none other than Xiaoshu, who looked at Xiuxiu with disdainful squint, apparently discovering Xiuxiu's lame voyeurism.

Xiuxiu wrinkled her face unhappily, she still disliked Xiaoshu blocking her view, ignoring Xiaoshu's stinky face, she ran to the doll and looked into the room openly.

The old couple seemed to be frightened by the bloody doll, and the slightly hunched back of the old woman staggered forward with small steps, and almost fell down halfway, but fortunately was supported by the old man who followed with his face. The short servant with unkempt hair stood there obediently, unresponsive. And that Ah Lang was still motionless and still reclining gracefully on the soft couch, his eyes were as clear as melted pine resin, and he looked at the doll standing at the door with admiration.

The doll stood there with half of her body bloody, she was missing an arm, and the bloodstained bandage dragged long behind her, she looked at Ah Lang and blinked, and then silently turned her head to look at Xiuxiu.

Looking at Ah Lang's expression when she looked at the doll, Xiuxiu felt a little unhappy inexplicably, her chest rose and fell violently a few times, as if she had plucked up courage, she raised her head and shouted at Ah Lang angrily: "You say, where did you get Sister Tsing Yi's puppy?" Did you eat it? ”

"Hehehe-" Ah Lang covered his lips with his fingers and coughed softly while laughing, "Ahem-a-"

The little book on the side was a little weak when he heard this, didn't he get a little wolf to use as a medicine guide last time in the Ark? I don't know if it's the one Xiuxiu said.

The old couple finally walked up to the doll and couldn't help but feel very distressed when they saw that the doll was covered in blood.

"Doll, why are you out and about?" The old woman touched the doll's head with tears in her eyes, and said to the old man who picked up the doll's broken arm, "It's all my fault to be in charge, I shouldn't have let the doll stay alone in the house, it's all my fault-woo-woo-"

"Alas......" Holding the cold little arm, the old man barely squeezed out a bitter smile and comforted, "Where is your fault, it turned out that the doll's injury was not good......"

"No, no, no—" The old woman held the doll tightly in her arms, and her sorrow poured out like a torrent that had opened the floodgates, and despite the presence of outsiders, the old woman cried with tears in her eyes, "It's all my fault with the dazed old woman—it's all my fault—my hard-working daughter—my hard-working doll-"

The little doll was completely trapped, she struggled to raise her head, and an indescribable glimmer of light in her empty eyes jumped, accompanied by the old woman's heart-wrenching cry, a dry child's voice suddenly exploded.

"Catch the bad guys—"

The doll stiffened her neck with great effort and hissed at the empty roof, "Bad guy—"

Xiuxiu looked around for some reason, not understanding who the bad guy was talking about.

Ah Lang, who was leaning on the couch, sat up straight lazily, looking at the old man with a gloomy face, he brushed the hair on his shoulders, and his gentle face was satisfied with his wishes: "It seems that my puppet is not far away." ”

The old woman was crying hoarsely, and if the old man hadn't stepped forward and forcibly pulled her hand away, I was afraid that she would continue to cry.

The tearful old woman tried her best to endure it, and only then did she suppress the unstoppable remorse, and the doll lay motionless in her arms, obediently making her heart throb and ache.

"Doll, good boy, did your mother-in-law hold you?" The old woman let go of the doll in her arms in a panic, and stroked the doll's head from toe to foot quite nervously.

The drooping head of the doll motionless for the old woman to check, until the old woman held the doll's shoulders and let out a sigh of relaxation, her subordinates suddenly emptied, causing her to almost fall to the ground.

"Doll—" cried the old woman in panic, "come back—"

"Hee-hee-you can't catch me-" An ethereal laugh rang from all directions, lingering in mid-air, and finally headed straight for the staircase.

"Doll—" The old woman stumbled after her, then fell to the ground in the fading laughter.

"Alas—let it go—" The old man squeezed the severed arm in his hand and persuaded patiently, "Thirty years have passed, and our doll has long been reincarnated—"

"No, no, no—my doll—" The old woman struggled on the ground for a long time, but could not get up, and when the dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard, she collapsed in an instant.

"Mother-in-law is wrong - doll - doll - ahhh

The wooden steps made a slight thump at Tsing Yi's feet, and the verbose Fei Shusheng was babbling behind her about what he had done today, but Tsing Yi turned a deaf ear and only went upstairs alone as if he were alone.

As the steps decreased, she saw a female doll standing in the aisle in front of her.

Tsing Yi couldn't help but squint her eyes, the female doll with her back to her had thin and soft hair, and she seemed to be the same size as Xiuxiu when she looked at her figure.

Tsing Yi immediately recognized the identity of the other party, no matter how you look at the doll, it is the female doll who walked into the inn lying behind the old woman.

"You-" Tsing Yi stood stiffly at the entrance of the building, looking at the doll like a little ghost coming out of the blood water, standing stiffly in the thick blood water, she felt that her feet were like lead water, and she couldn't move.

The doll turned awkwardly at the sound.

Tsing Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, and what shocked her was not the doll's bloodstained clothes, or her missing left arm, but the doll's face that was more ugly than crying, and her white eyes.

The doll stiffly dragged her feet slowly towards Tsing Yi, and in Tsing Yi's rapid breathing and Biao Fei's heartbeat, she walked past Tsing Yi without squinting and walked straight to the stairs.

"Tsing Yi - what's wrong with you?" Fei Shu, who was not in good shape, caught up angrily and panted, and when he saw Tsing Yi standing in front of him and didn't move, he took two steps forward full of doubts. He was able to lift one foot, and a dark red figure rushed out of his face, slamming into his arms.

"Oops-" In a panic, Fei Shusheng subconsciously hugged the little person in his arms, only to feel that his whole body was uncontrollable and leaned back.

A heavy sense of weight fell from top to bottom, and Fei Shusheng seemed to hear Tsing Yi's frightened cry. His mind was empty, and his mind was blank. The little man in his arms tugged at the hem of his shirt and told him to look down at her.

The doll raised her head, her always expressionless face was full of inexplicable joy at this time, Fei Shusheng looked at the doll's face, although her eyes were unrecognizable because of the white puff, but he recognized the other party at once.

"Yuanyuan?"

"Sir-" The doll cried out as she grabbed Scholar Fei's clothes and struggled, "Help me—"

Fei Shusheng's heart was shocked, and before he could think about it, a sharp dull pain came from his back. With a muffled sound of plopping, Fei Shusheng rolled down the stairs with the doll in his arms. In the midst of lightning, he could only hold the doll until the world was completely dark.

"Oh my God—" Tsing Yi, who didn't have time to save people, stretched out her hand to grab the air, and watched Fei Shusheng fall down the stairs by the doll, she could only shout in panic, "San Lang - help-"

"Tsk-" An impatient voice swept through the air, and the guests in the hall felt a flower in front of them, and in the blink of an eye, they saw the fainted nerd hanging upside down on the escalator.

The frightened Tsing Yi saw that although Fei Shusheng had fainted, he never let go of the weird doll in his hand, and he unconsciously admired him a little. Don't look at the nerd who is usually timid, but when it comes to crises, he is very brave.

"At such a height, where did he fall to death?" Hei Saburo puffed out his cheeks and appeared on the railing beside Tsing Yi, looking very unhappy, "Hey, he can't die, what else are you looking at?" ”

"......" Tsing Yi looked up, and saw that Hei Saburo was unhappy standing on the railing with his arms in his arms, and the words that he wanted to thank were swallowed immediately, and his mind turned, and he said, "I'm looking at that doll!" At such a high place, I don't know if her injuries are hindered, but she rushed over with blood all over her body, which is quite scary......"

Hearing this, Hei Saburo first sneered, and then said slowly: "She doesn't need you to worry." The little girl doll has long since died, and now you see that she can speak with kinetic energy, but the old couple used the skills of making dolls to make her into a doll.

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