08050202020202 I was already going to leave, but at this moment the copper lock was actually pushed in. It's really heart-wrenching, I don't understand why this is happening. I forcibly control the situation. Steady your mind and see what they want to do.

The copper lock lay very quietly on the bed, motionless, not knowing whether it was life or death. A white coat lifted the censer from the ground. A faint white smoke floated from inside, and he began to circle around the copper lock with the incense burner, repeating the process just now.

My brain buzzed, if the process just happened was followed, then the copper lock would be the same as the female corpse would become a rotting giant, and then the two white coats would stab his brain with a skewer, stimulate the soul, and do the most perverted real yàn.

I stared unblinking. If the copper lock dies and rots here, will his physical body in the real world also die? Now it's my hallucination. Or is it really a copper lock?

Anyway, something has to be done.

I don't know where I got the courage. He took a deep breath and stood up. The white coat and the gray-robed man looked at me together, and their eyes flew over in unison. My whole body was full of blood, I was excited, rushed over with an arrow, pushed away the white coat holding the incense burner, pushed the medical bed and ran out.

The side door was still closed, and I didn't care about that, I pushed the medical bed and slammed it up, only to hear the loud "clang" sound, and the door crashed open. I pushed the medical bed and rushed out.

Outside the door, there was a vast wilderness, the evening breeze was blowing, the sky was dark, and there were thick clouds of leaden gray, and there was no sun or moon here, and the whole world seemed to be encased in a big cover.

It's a big quaint village of Guri, full of bungalows, and the architecture is very unusual, a bit like that of India or South Asia, in my opinion. There is an atmosphere of ancient tranquility and mystery here. I didn't know the direction of pushing the medical cart, so I ran for a while, and when I turned my head to look, no one followed.

I looked around, and the whole village was quiet, and there was no one in sight.

In the distance, there are hazy mountains, there is a deep lake at the entrance of the village, where the wind rises, the leaves tremble, and the sky becomes more and more misty, painting the mountains into dream-like silhouettes, and this scene is like drilling into a childhood dream.

I patted Copperlock's face, he was unconscious, but his skin was still warm. I sniffed with my hand, and it was very faint, indicating that he was not dead.

I took a breath, grabbed his nose and started to give me artificial breaths. Several times in a row, the copper lock's chest rose and fell violently, and I stopped. He coughed violently, and as soon as he rolled over and sat up from the bed, his face purple.

I was so excited that I almost cried: "Copper lock, you are finally alive." "

Copperlock looked around in surprise, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at me, his mouth slowly opening as if to say something. At this moment, suddenly, without warning, he disappeared.

This change is too fast, faster than the technique of a first-class magician, estimated to be less than a second. It wasn't until five or six seconds after he disappeared that I realized that the horror in my heart was beyond words.

The medical bed was empty, and there was nothing but a white sheet. I rubbed my eyes and looked again, but there was still nothing. I even wondered if I had a dream, but how could it be? I pushed the hospital cart so far and gave him artificial respiration, how to figure out why it was not a dream. Every detail in my memory is clear, and the touch on his skin is still on my hand, why did it disappear inexplicably? What's going on here?

Just then, I saw a group of gray-robed men running out of the building, all of them carrying a kind of dark red lantern, which was very dazzling in the hazy darkness, like the hideous eyes of monsters.

I had a strong premonition that they were coming to get me. Sure enough, some gray-robed men came running in my direction with lanterns.

I was covered in cold sweat, and I threw down the medical car and ran away. There is no direction in this place, I am like a headless fly, digging east and west, and there are more and more gray-robed people in the village. The sky was even more gloomy, and the red lanterns swayed in the darkness, making them look extremely ghostly.

I hid behind a building, which had a better vantage point, and I saw all the villages, almost every area covered with red lanterns, and they were clearly doing a carpet search.

My heart was racing, and I sat behind this wall, covered in cold sweat. My breathing was a little short because of the tension, and I suddenly thought of a way, yes, why should I go around in circles with them here, I can go back to the real world.

As long as the will is loose, loose, loose, but I have been loose for a long time, and there is no sign of going back. I shuddered all over my body, admonished myself to be calm, and kept saying in my heart: I want to go back, I want to go back, I want to go back to the water tank.

I chattered for a long time, but there was no reaction at all. At this point, I had to accept the harsh truth that I couldn't go back!

What does this mean? My consciousness can't go back to the physical body, which means that the physical body is dead

No way? I'm in tears, God, God, don't play with me like that. I trembled my hands, pinched the time, and my mind was so full of confusion that I couldn't estimate it. However, I know that, in proportion to time, I have exceeded the limit of two minutes so far.

My chest heaved and I took unconscious deep breaths one by one, and my whole body was depressed.

At this moment, I saw a few dark red lanterns swaying from under the wall. The building I am hiding in now is a very old stilted building, with a few stilted pillars supporting the whole house, about a meter in the air below, and the texture of the house is made of rattan and unknown trees, and it is very finely woven.

I didn't have time to think about it, so I climbed up from the back wall. There was a rattan window on the wall that opened and closed up and down, and I gently opened the window, and it seemed to be burning candles inside. I didn't have time to look closely, and I climbed through the window to see if there was anyone there.

The room is not big in size and it is really quaint. The floor is covered with tatami mats, a long mirror with a floor to the wall is placed in the corner, and an old-fashioned table with a pot of wine and a red candle is lit in the center of the floor. What surprised me the most was that the walls of the room were full of dolls.

The four walls are nailed with layers of partitions, and the long partitions are regularly filled with dolls. These people have heads and faces, arms and legs, and they all have different textures. There are puppets carved out of wood, paper figures made of papier-mâché, and straw puppets made of straw. The strange thing is that these puppets are all wearing clothes, using red paint to light their facial features, and their expressions are vivid, looking extremely eerie.

I leaned against the wall, and I looked stupid. I only heard the noise of footsteps outside, and the light of the dark red lanterns faintly passed through the cracks in the walls, and the gray-robed people wandered around the house, and their shapes were so tense that they were suffocating.

Trapped in such a hellish place, I really shouted that the earth should not be called spiritual, am I really dead? When I die, will my consciousness be trapped here forever?

The red lanterns faded away, and it was dark again. I slowly stood up against the wall, my legs numb. It took me a moment to regain consciousness, and I slowly walked along the wall, looking at the dolls piled up on the board.

I really don't know who did these dolls, they are really masters, there are joys, angers, pains and sorrows, and the expressions are really amazing. I was watching, and suddenly there was a "click", and a puppet fell off the board and fell to the ground. I was startled, hesitated for a moment, but squatted down to pick it up.

This is a wooden doll, wearing a small army green clothes, and the expression on his face is very wooden. As soon as I saw this puppet, my whole body trembled, my sweat was like pulp, and my feet went soft on the spot.

The facial features of this puppet are clearly the bell.

I had a strong feeling that while staring at the doll, the doll was looking back at me. Even though it was a dead thing, I could perceive that its eyes were alive. There was a deep sadness in its eyes that broke my heart. Years of Beauty.

"Are you the unravel?" I asked softly.

It won't answer me at all, it's a doll. I squeezed it in my hand and looked around from side to side, my mind was in turmoil, what should I do? I have a vague idea that the reason why Xie Ling died was because his soul was trapped in this puppet.

I'm going to find a way to get him back.

The candlelight was lit, the room was silent, and I was thinking about what to do when suddenly there was a "squeak" and the door opened.

I raised my eyebrows, I didn't have time to think about it, and a cat's waist was hidden behind the mirror.

I only heard soft footsteps in my ears, small and shredded like kittens. Judging by feelings, this should be a woman.

I couldn't help but be curious, and secretly looked out through the gap, and the person who came in was actually the Holy Aunt! She was dressed in pink tulle, with two pigtails and bare feet. She was alone with a snow-white cat in her arms.

The holy aunt put the cat in her hand on the ground, and the white cat meowed and ran up to the desk. Two blue cat's eyes were looking at me.

My heart was pounding, and my whole body was numb, as if I had been swept by electricity. Quickly shrank his head, not daring to go out to see.

I was so nervous that this cat had found me, what if it let the Holy Aunt know?