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In the gap between the rain shields, a beam of orange-yellow light was thrown, just right to illuminate the corner of the golden Buddha statue in the room, which was about half the height of a child, which was the item that Cang Yijun moved from the warehouse to his bedroom a few days ago, but the point was not this Buddha statue, but the Buddha statue made Guishan Cangyi think of something that could make him turn his fantasy into reality.

What a ridiculous and pitiful fate to fall in love with himself, he must not tell anyone about this shameful relationship, he hates his cowardice that he can't extricate himself, but he is greedy and obsessed with his picturesque reflection, this abnormal emotion that makes him both hate and obsess, enjoy and suffer, makes Cang Yijun an outlier who likes to hide in the midnight darkness and love and hate himself, he is more and more tired of the world and prefers to be alone by the pool under the moon, which also paves his more crazy behavior after that.

How to turn this absurd and deathly love affair into a real feeling in your arms? The thought that made him tremble slightly at a glance instantly made the sick man's Guishan Cangyi energetic, and he rolled over and staggered towards the warehouse wrapped in a close-fitting sweatshirt.

Although it is incredible to the extreme, no one has verified the legend endowed by that thing, but the treasures that can be stored in that warehouse are by no means ordinary ways, and the warehouse where things are stored has an unimaginably long history, the family of Ghost Mountain Cangyi is very peculiar, once there is a next generation to the age of twelve, the last generation will inevitably die, and it has always been an only son inherited to this day, and after giving birth, the female dependents are forced to bring enough money to live and be expelled from the door and not stay at home, Ghost Mountain Cangyi is not afraid of death if he does not marry and have children, Because of this peculiar inheritance system, each "previous generation" will only understand when he is about to die, in other words, that is, every person in the Guishan family is ignorant of this strange rule from birth, and it will not be until the moment before death that he will understand the reason why his child is just twelve years old at that time and why he died.

Walking along the stone-paved path to the knee-deep weeds, a stocky building slightly smaller than the main house, the side with doors and windows does not see sunlight all year round, and the treasures seem to be hidden in a gloomy burial chamber, because of the contents of the storehouse, the warehouse is covered with an unfathomable coat, and after lighting candles here, a faint halo of yellowish light spreads out from the dark corners, which further reflects the indescribable mystery of this place.

Guishan Cangyi looked for the position of the thing and groped for the past, under a velvet covercloth, the four corners of the big square box highlighted the outline, this is a delicate peach wood carved box, with vermilion lacquer, the bright red color seems to have accidentally splashed blood on it in the candlelight, of course, what Guishan Cangyi is looking for is not this box, but the contents of the box.

"If you open the box and see that it is not a rare object that the world has never seen, but a puppet, you must be disappointed, right?"

Oniyama Cangichi paused for a moment in his speech, and asked me this question at intervals, his eyes still full of deep and unpredictable gazes.

"No, how could it be? Even if it's just a doll, it must not be an ordinary doll, right? ”

I looked at him, Cang Yijun smiled and didn't answer, but the look in his eyes became closer to some kind of terrifying truth...

That doll is really not an ordinary character, first of all, in terms of clothing, the doll is dressed exquisitely, the neon dress woven with fiery red feathers is dragged to the ground, and the long black hair like silk is not to mention how shiny and smooth, the skin is as white as snow, I know that it is a doll, but the color has a feeling that resembles real human skin, the smooth and flawless neck and a pair of delicate fingers are weirdly looming in the bright red feather coat, especially the face of the puppet, here to be singled out separately, the whole puppet is more than three feet long, the size of an eight or nine-year-old child, The focus of this doll's whole body is on the face of the doll-

What kind of face is it?

Let's start with the lips on the face, as bright as blood, full and dripping, and the slightly open state makes people feel a certain sense of unstoppability at a glance, as if they are thirsting for something, the cheeks on both sides of the mouth are round and plump, revealing a peachy luster from time to time, just... If you want to hear other descriptions, such as eyes, nose, etc... It's a big weirdness and regret, it's gone! There was nothing else on the face except for the fantasizing lips that were so easy to get caught up in the imagination - a blank slate. But such a face that seems to be a fantasy and sounds like a chill in the back can have a kind of charm and ecstasy. The feeling of desire. In the gloomy warehouse, a long-haired man held a doll that looked like a real person but only had a bewitching lip on his face, even if he didn't know what Cang Yijun's expression was when he held the doll in his arms, just the back held up by the candlelight made people tremble.

- Why do dolls only have mouths?

That's what the puppet is really for, it doesn't have a complete face – it's more like it's waiting to be repaired than a mutilated one.

Of course, Akiyama Soichi knows better than anyone what this cold and extraordinary puppet does, but he has never tried it, and when his parents told him what the treasures in the warehouse could be used for one by one, he didn't think that this puppet could do any good.

"How about calling you Kurizawa Ichijiu?"

Cang Yijun smiled at the puppet, while fiddling with the puppet's feather clothes, placing the puppet in the middle of the futon, as if looking at the lover he thought about day and night, he gently caressed the puppet's cheeks, the back of the hand, the back of the neck... This delicate and compact body released more and more seductive luster on his rubbing fingertips, and Ghost Mountain Cangyi closed his eyes, as if he felt that he was holding a lover who was exactly the same as himself, and he could even feel that the body of the puppet was slightly exuding body temperature, and his chest seemed to be undulating in an even breath...

If you think that this is what Ghost Mountain Cangyi wants to achieve by bringing out the puppet, then this idea is too naïve, the "value" of the puppet is far more than that, this is just the beginning of the nightmarish and terrifying nightmare between Ghost Mountain Cangyi and the puppet.

"The master's complexion has changed for the better..."

This is the situation where the servants see it is believing, the mansion began to be lively again, everyone began to actively do their duty again, and after several months of dead silence and dreary life, the ghost mountain Cangyi, who had been terminally ill, was resurrected energetically in the early morning of the morning when the morning sun was drizzling and the dew had not dried.

"The food to be eaten is written here, come to the market and buy it for me to eat, I feel very hungry when I get better..."

Uiyama Cangyi ordered the servants to purchase food, and his face was overjoyed, and his whole body was full of new vitality.

The servant was also very happy to go, because the master's recovery was really the greatest good thing in the mansion, he was too excited, and only buried himself in the purchase of fresh ingredients that the master wanted, and the various foods listed on the list were packed in two whole baskets, and the first time he didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong, and the second time he didn't feel that ..."The master has just recovered his body, and he can really eat...", the third and fourth times... The maid finally realized that something was wrong, but it was not the quantity of the ingredients that was wrong, but the ingredients themselves.