Some of these "people" stood with their backs to me, while others stood facing me, and I saw a dull expression on the faces of the "people" standing facing me.

Moreover, I don't see a trace of anger in the eyes of these "people".

None of the "people" did anything after I pushed the door open, still standing motionless in their original position.

So far, I've seen a lot of puppet corpses. But these "people" seen at this time are neither like puppets nor dried corpses, although they are also incapable of moving.

These "people" standing motionless reminded me of a place that I had always felt terrified - the wax museum.

That's right, these "people" are indeed like lifelike wax figures. Not only the expressions on his face are vivid, but even the clothes and shoes and hats he wears are real.

I saw a room full of such strange "people" inside, and I didn't plan to search inside. I don't think that Qu Fattou will hide in the middle of such a room full of weird and strange "people", Qu Fattou is a mess, I can't guarantee it. Ai Shuang's girl definitely didn't dare to hide inside.

The "people" in this room really gave me a very strange feeling, since I decided that it was impossible for Qu Fattou to hide here, then I really didn't need to continue to take risks.

I was unwilling to shout the names of Qu Fattou and Ai Shuang at the room of "people", and the shouts were particularly abrupt and harsh in this not empty and crowded room.

After the shouting, there was no answer, and I was just about to turn away when I suddenly heard a crisp sound, as if something had fallen to the ground.

Immediately after, there was a faint sound from the ground, and it sounded like something rolling on the ground.

I followed the sound and looked at it, only to see a round thing slowly rolling out of the "people" group.

I stared at it carefully, and couldn't help frowning, out of the crowd was a three-colored small can, this small jar I had seen in the study in the landlord's compound, if I remember correctly, this small jar was stuffed into a backpack by Qu Fat Head at that time, and the backpack Qu Fat Head has been carried on his body and has not been lost.

How did this little jar get out of this strange crowd of "people"?

The only explanation is that Qu Fattou is hiding in the "people" group in this house

But why doesn't he answer when I call him?

Don't...... It's Qu Fattou who has encountered an accident!

The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt, and I involuntarily picked up the Tang knife and walked into the house.

I whispered the name of the fat head as I walked towards the strange group of "people", but it was the same, I didn't hear any answer.

At this time, I carefully looked at these "people" in front of me.

What makes me uneasy is that these strange "people" are really like wax figures in a wax museum.

Of course, it's not that they're made of real wax, just that it gives me a weird and horrible feeling like a wax figure.

I really don't know how to describe it, and it's even more terrifying and unsettling than I was in the dry corpse forest in the corridor.

I remember one of the more famous wax museums seemed to be called "Tussauds", where the wax figures were very beautifully made and lifelike.

However, some time ago, I saw a report that said that the "Tussauds Wax Museum" could not recruit security guards at night, and no matter how high the salary was, it was useless, and the specific reason was not specified, but it was conceivable to give full play to your imagination

If you don't believe in evil, you can go to the wax museum in the middle of the night to experience it......

I had the courage to walk into the group of "people" and quietly touched the direction where the small can had just rolled out.

I have to say that it is definitely not a happy thing to have so many motionless "people" staring.

But I had to move forward in this group of "people", and at this time, I could only distract myself a little and let myself not pay too much attention to these "people".

Many times, it is the person who makes people feel fearful, and the fear comes from the fantasy in their own head. Just like now, there was nothing behind me, but I couldn't help but mutter, "There is someone behind me...... Someone behind him ......"

When I was in high school, I read a novel written by a science fiction writer, and the character of this writer is still worth pondering, and he once put forward one such idea in one of his novels.

"A cup is a cup when you see it and touch it, so is it still a cup when you don't look at it or touch it and don't rely on any device to monitor it?"

This passage sounds very awkward, but after thinking about it, I still feel that there is some truth.

At least at the time, it was true that I was afraid to drink from a cup for a long time, because I was afraid that the cup in my hand would suddenly turn into something terrible, such as a terrible eight-legged tarantula

I walked slowly and quietly towards the place where the three-colored canister rolled out just now, but the "people" standing around me still didn't move. But I still didn't dare to relax.

As I walked forward, I felt carefully in the crowd again, and to my strange thing, the danger I had felt before was now completely unfelt.

This situation didn't make me feel any more secure, and not feeling danger doesn't mean there isn't danger, and enemies who can hide their murderous aura are even more difficult to deal with.

I can only be more cautious, guarding against every stationary "person" I pass by, who knows that the road will suddenly burst out and hurt people?

It was only when I took this precaution that I realized that these people were very strange.

When I first came in, I was taken aback by the figures that had broken through, and I didn't study them closely. At this time, I realized that these portraits are all shaped by ordinary people, and these images are very incompatible and incompatible in the royal palace, which would be reasonable if they were placed with palace maids and guards.

But these people are like some small merchants, peddlers, fishermen, woodcutters, etc., and one of them is holding a hook knife and a silver needle, and I studied it for a long time before I recognized that it was a noon, and it turned out to be an autopsy.

These ninth-rate portraits are placed in the palace compound, but for some reason?

In history, in order to please the old lady, Qianlong's old horseman once built a trading street in the same paradise east of Fuhai in the Old Summer Palace, which was "all antiques, clothes, teahouses, restaurants, all things are used, and the owners outside are all there."

So there are portraits of these ordinary people here, are there similarities?

However, these figures, placed here, are eerie and very weird, and they are not comfortable just looking at them, let alone walking in them