When Tang Juyi said the sentence "There is a problem with the stall", the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became weird.

The number of pedestrians walking on the street gradually decreased at some point, and before Tang Juyi noticed it, the streets that were originally full of people had become empty. It's as if there was an invisible hand that suddenly erased the presence of those pedestrians.

The deserted streets, the eerie atmosphere that permeated the air, these elements were mixed together, making Tang Juyi only feel that he had stepped into a ghost from the world.

Looking at the changes around him, Tang Juyi, who knew it in his heart, felt even more dignified:

"It seems that I said that there is indeed a problem in this place, and the problem is not small......"

Thinking of this, Tang Juyi was of course able to judge the danger he might face next, so out of caution, he didn't hesitate to stretch out his hand and wanted to pull Ya Wushuang back, but he was empty, and he couldn't help but change his complexion.

Ya Wushuang, who was originally standing beside him, was also gone, and even Lan Tian, who was sitting around the stall, also disappeared, leaving only the artists and children next to the stall, as well as Tang Juyi.

"Coming at me again? I don't know why, but I actually think it's a little expected......"

Regarding this sudden change, Tang Juyi couldn't help but complain.

The artist who had been bending over finally straightened up and showed his face to Tang Jun.

And this glance quickly evoked some of the fears that Tang Juyi had once contaminated in his memory, and made him tremble involuntarily:

"Boss, your mask is familiar, isn't it......?"

The artist wore a yellow human face mask, on which was painted with black paint a smiling face with simple lines but exaggerated shapes, exuding a chilling eerie look.

Not only that, the black hat worn by this artist, as well as a white sweat towel hanging around his neck, are all consistent with the image in Tang Juyi's mind.

A strange piece of music sounded from nowhere, and the artist took out a small drum and a wooden stick from behind him and struck it rhythmically.

The music and the drums work together to create goosebumps when you listen to it.

The artist with the smiley mask finally stopped the tapping in his hand, and Tang Juyi's face also turned pale at this time:

"Don't be that thing......"

The artist removed the black cloth covering the wooden box with his hand, revealing an indescribable picture, and said in an ominous tone:

"よってらっしゃい、みてらっしゃい,闇芝居のバージョンアップだよ~"

(People from the south to the north come to take a look, the story of Dark Zhiju is about to begin~)

The familiar Japanese language came into Tang Juyi's ears, confirming his guess, and thus making his face even paler:

"It's indeed a dark Zhiju ......"

The drawings on the wooden box were not exquisite, but the contents were full of indescribable, unforgettable horrors that could drive people crazy just by looking at them.

Someone suddenly pushed his shoulder, which freed Tang Juyi from the tremor that was difficult to move.

"What are you calling for?"

Ya Wushuang pointed impatiently ahead, very puzzled by Tang Juyi's stop.

The anger of the world suddenly surged up from all directions, dispelling the previous gloomy uneasiness, and the empty streets were also restored to their previous liveliness.

Tang Juyi was stunned, and then immediately looked at the location of the artist with the smiling mask before, but only saw a stall performing mythological stories with flat puppets.

There are no wooden boxes with pictures, no black cloths, and no strange artists with smiley masks, just an old man with a warm smile, showing his skills to the children.

And Lan Tian was also sitting in the crowd of onlookers, eating sweet cakes from nowhere, and watching them happily.

Tang Juyi was a little incomprehensible about the situation in front of him:

"Just ......"

Ya Wushuang interrupted his thoughts:

"What was it just now, just now, I saw you standing in place like a fool, shouting and not listening, pulling and moving, you just now."

Tang Juyi looked at Ya Wushuang suspiciously:

"I can't listen to the shouting, I can't pull?"

Ya Wushuang nodded and said:

"Otherwise, who?"

Glancing at the seemingly normal stall again, Tang Juyi vaguely understood something:

"That's right...... Looks like I'm in some kind of bad situation again......"

Then, without waiting for Ya Wushuang to understand, Tang Juyi walked forward directly:

"Let's go, let's meet Lan Tian first, and I guess Uncle Chuan's side will soon be solved."

At the same time, the sound of fighting on the sky dome gradually subsided, and the two black and white dragons and the white thunder light that was so bright that it was blind dog's eyes also showed a kind of all-round suppression, and it seemed that it was not far from a complete decision.

Lan Tian, who was happily watching the play, naturally noticed the approach of the two, but just glanced at the two of them and stopped paying attention, but continued to watch the shadow puppet show.

When Ya Wushuang and Tang Juyi walked to the side, Lan Tian said meaningfully:

"Yo, here comes our colt?"

Ya Wushuang's face collapsed:

"Who do you say? Who's the horse? That has nothing to do with me! ”

Tang Juyi ruthlessly pierced Ya Wushuang's self-esteem:

"He was just kicked out by someone and didn't know how many streets, and he almost didn't carry it back to forcibly marry, if I hadn't gone in time, he would have been in the cave house by now."

Lan Tian sneered:

"That's a good thing, what are you doing with bad people?"

Tang Juyi pretended to sigh:

"I'm envious! Our cool prince is too charming, and the alien sister of the overworld can't stop it, so of course I have to stop it. ”

The more you listen to Ya Wushuang next to you, the more you don't feel good:

"What a mess...... Enough is enough for the two of you, right? The run is over? ”

Lan Tian smiled contemptuously, as if he didn't want to take care of the world.

Tang Juyi also smiled, but did not speak.

Sensing that the atmosphere was gradually becoming awkward, Ya Wushuang immediately tried to change the topic:

"Don't you care who Uncle Chuan they fought with? It seems that the strength is also terrifying! ”

Tang Juyi shook his head very directly:

"I don't care, it's not that I can't beat it, just wait for Uncle Chuan to come back and ask."

Lan Tian looked at the shadow puppet show intently, and also said:

"It's useless to care, that level of battle has nothing to do with us at all, and you may be injured by mistake if you cheer on the side."

was said by the two of them, Ya Wushuang only felt that he seemed to be more embarrassed:

"It's not me saying that you're so bad"

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