Seeing that Lu Yuan bought three at once, Lin Xiaoman immediately verified a conjecture in his heart: she also has clues!

After thinking about it for two seconds, Lin Xiaoman also paid for one, the reason was that the previous one was bought by Lu Yuan, and she was worried that the doll god would think that she was not sincere.

The excuse is reluctant, and it doesn't matter if others believe it or not.

No one has stirred up trouble for so long, and Lin Xiaoman estimated that it was impossible for a big brawl to happen.

Obviously, each of them has the mentality of 'snipe and clam competing for fishermen and profit', and they are all looking forward to others fighting, so that they can sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

It's better to kill them all and only be left with yourself, that is, lie down and win!

Hmph, that's cunning!

Well, she thinks so too.

Lu Yuan bought three, Lin Xiaoman bought one, and the few people who arrived before them bought one or two.

After a while of other goods, snacks and drinks were completely normal, nothing special, nothing special.

didn't see any clues, Lu Yuan looked pious, found a place with relatively few dolls, avoided those old dolls, and hung up a rag doll that he had just bought.

Lord God bless, give me a clue!!

Earnestly praying, Lu Yuan's mind completely fell on the system screen.

It's just a pity that there are no other changes to the system screen for about three minutes.

Duplicate leads? Still no clues?

Or, is her process wrong?

Changed places, Lu Yuan didn't choose to hang it up this time, but directly put the doll on the ground, leaned against a rock, and picked a few large leaves to cover it.

A series of processes have followed, but there are still no new clues.

Inevitably, Lu Yuan was a little deflated, so there was no clue to prompt, could it be ...... Life-saving cards?

A stand-in doll to fend off a deadly attack?

Looking left and right, there was no malice from the doll, Lu Yuan felt that it should be, there was a great possibility of protective props, so keep it.

Careful not to touch the other dolls, Lin Xiaoman also found a place and hung up the rag dolls.

Unfortunately, very disappointingly, the clues did not appear.

Well, no.

Thinking about his previous guess about '123, wooden man', Lin Xiaoman secretly noted down the location, related movements, and related demeanor of a doll, and then pretended not to care about looking at the distant scenery for a few seconds, and then suddenly turned his head to look at the dolls that he paid attention to.

Uh, no action?

Or is it too detailed for her to see?

Hey, there's no camera!

repeated it several times, but Lin Xiaoman didn't catch a single moving doll.

Moreover, the team and the brave artists have already walked through the dollhouse, and nothing strange has happened.

Everything, calm and calm, is like a most ordinary tour.

Could it be that she really wants to be bad?

"Lulu, what are you looking at?" When staring at the dolls again, the two sisters, Guan Xiaoyue and Guan Xiaoyue, came out of the small room that was used as a toilet.

"Eh, this is a rudimentary condition." Guan Xiaoyue complained, her face was a little ugly, "And isn't it psychopathic, you actually hung the doll in the toilet......"

"That's, that's it, putting the doll in the toilet is a neurosis, right?" Guan Xiaochun also muttered.

"Ah, there's really one in the toilet?" Lu Yuan walked back, holding the remaining rag doll in his hand.

"Yes, but not much." Guan Xiaoyue nodded, "Are you two going?" ”

"No, no." Lin Xiaoman shook his head decisively.

Lu Yuan also shook his head, and then pointed to the old lady's grocery store, "There are ...... drinks there."

Thundered!

A thunderclap sounded in my ears!

A thunderbolt on a sunny day!

The white light flashed away.

Lu Yuan subconsciously spoke, and looked in that direction with consternation in his eyes.

It's the obliteration of the rules!

Lin Xiaoman, who also heard the movement, looked around, took his eyes away casually after just a glance, and continued to chat as if he hadn't heard it, "Yuanyuan, what's wrong with you, what's the problem?" ”

While speaking, Lin Xiaoman secretly guessed that the others were far away, and they were not so careless and stared at the movement, so she couldn't tell the difference.

However, Guan Xiaochun turned back, she looked back!

But Guan Xiaoyue turned a deaf ear.

Conclusion: Guan Xiaoyue is an NPC, NPCs can't see Tiandao Thunder, and Guan Xiaochun is a competitive hostile!

"What's the matter, are you going over there to buy a drink?" Guan Xiaoyue also asked.

"Well, I just bought three dolls." Lu Yuan said casually, and then looked over there, "Let's go and take a look at the back." ”

There was a flash of thunder that fell on the north side of the hut, and most of the people were on the south side, so they didn't see anything.

"Let's take a look?" Guan Xiaochun was obviously also very concerned about what was going on.

"What's so nice to see, turn around, it's all dolls!" Guan Xiaoyue muttered, but in the end, she also followed.

Just as he was about to go around to the back, he saw several people talking and laughing and walking out from that direction, among them, the Wang tour guide holding a small red flag was the most conspicuous.

"Guide Wang......" Lu Yuan walked over with a smile and intuitively locked onto her.

Tour Guide Wang vividly played the character of disliking the poor and loving the rich, and greeted him warmly, "Classmate Lu, what's wrong?" ”

"I wonder if there are any well-known dolls here, can you tell us about them?"

"Absolutely!" Guide Wang greeted people warmly, and his mouth was like a river, "Come on, come with me, have you seen that doll, that princess doll in a lace skirt...... It is said that this was left by the queen of country Y twenty years ago! ”

starts with a baby, and the story is all made up.

Mixed in the small team, Lin Xiaoman listened attentively, thinking in his heart, who? Which one of the dead was cut out? Why was it hacked out by the dungeon? Did you break the dungeon rules?

And what are the rules? Don't...... Murder NPCs?

Write it down, maybe it really is.

As for who was hacked out?

It doesn't matter, OUT one, one less! Best all OUT!

"Assemble, assemble......" Wang tour guide shouted vigorously on the loudspeaker, and the half-hour break was over, and he continued to move forward.

Stop-and-go, for more than half an hour, there was still no abnormality, and the group came to the river.

Guide Wang stood at the forefront, stepped on a big rock, pointed to the river behind him, and trumpeted feudal superstitions, "Look, this river is the river where the young woman drowned in the rumor, so don't go close." It is said that her soul was not rested, and was full of resentment, and whenever night fell, she would appear and take those who were not protected by the baby god and be a substitute for death...... If you want to pray for blessings, you can just throw the doll into the river......"

After listening to a lot, Lin Xiaoman concluded: The danger of the copy will appear at night!

Danger during the day comes only from competitive hostility?

Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoman subconsciously glanced at Lu Yuan next to him, only to see Lu Yuan lowering his head, looking at the rag doll in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were hooked.

Because of the angle of looking down, the sunlight hit her face, pulling out a shadow on the lower half of her face, and the smile hidden in the shadows was three points weird.

Completely ignoring Lin Xiaoman's gaze, Lu Yuan was in a good mood, took a step forward directly, waved his hand, and the rag doll he was holding flew out, crossed an arc in the air, and then fell into the river, stirring up a few splashes, and drifted on the surface of the river.

The doll filled with cotton did not sink immediately, but slowly drifted away with the current, and then sank more and more as the river soaked......

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As if with desperate unwillingness, just a little, little by little, was submerged by the river, and finally sank and disappeared without a trace.