It's a world of paintings, but it's not a famous painting, it's a naughty child's graffiti. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The chubby, fat sun lay in the soft clouds, and its heavy body became round and flat with the sound of snoring. A crumpled rainbow stretched nearby, one end submerged into the clouds near the sun, the other rooted in the rough and rudimentary mountains in the distance.

The bright sky is covered with colorful red clouds, which look like oversized marshmallows, and the gaps between them are filled with intersecting blue circles, as if the blue sky is forcibly painted by a young child with a crayon.

The heavens and the earth were studded with shiny star-shaped particles, motionless, as if frozen in invisible amber.

These things are so dense that it is quite difficult for Yalei to walk, and he must avoid these obstructive things, otherwise he will be implicated in a large number of "meteor showers" and smash his face on his face.

In addition to these strange particles, the dry and hard kelp-shaped weeds on the ground also made the black-haired knight extremely disturbed, dry and brittle, one hole at a time. Truth be told, if it weren't forcibly painted dark green, he wouldn't have recognized it as grass at all.

There were wriggling clumps of white cotton in the meadow, and Arei could see that they were sheep, not because they looked alike, but because they were surrounded by a wooden fence.

He knew that these seemingly childish things were essentially defensive measures in a closed space, such as those stars densely packed in space, which actually contained great energy, and once they exploded, they were enough to eject the idle Origin Knight out of space.

White cotton is strongly acidic, and it will burst open at the slightest touch, and the corrosiveness is even more than aqua regia.

Weed...... It's weeds.

After about a five-minute walk through this graffiti-like world, it suddenly dawned on me that a sheep's gut path leading to a wooden house near a mountain with thick gray lines in front of me.

The wooden house, about two stories high, stands alone in the depths of a ravine. Shaped like a milled bamboo shoot, the door opens in the center of the 'bamboo shoot' and is flanked by arched windows - potted flowers are placed on the windowsill, all snow-white. Yalei could see that the 'painting style' of the entire wooden house had improved by more than one notch, and it should be the destination of his trip.

Walking into the fence on the perimeter of the wooden house, there was a rope loop hanging from the top window of the door, just enough for a man to stick his head into.

“......”

The black-haired knight stared at the rope ring for a full thirty seconds, then decisively lowered his head and searched carefully, trying to find traces of the keyhole in the door panel - but there was nothing like that.

He walked around the hut and found that the windows were empty and could not be opened.

As a last resort, Yalei could only hang himself in front of her house, sticking his head into the rope loop, and as soon as his whole body was suspended in the air, the door panel bounced back with a clatter.

......

If the whole space is graffiti, and the wooden house is a professional-level photo, then the furnishings in the house are no different from the things in the real world.

It should be that Elena was very hasty when she cast the spell, and she only had time to concoct the core part, and the defense facilities outside were directly perfunctory, and she didn't even bother to think about the set.

As soon as the black-haired knight stepped into Elena's room, the first thing he saw was the tiny limbs scattered on the shiny pine floor. The limbs are very small, about one-sixth the size of a normal human body, and are slender and fair-colored, presumably dolls of some kind of female shape.

On the right side of the room is the living room, with several pieces of furniture scattered in a staggered manner, all of which have accumulated a thick layer of dust that looks like they have been idle for a long time before they were placed in the enclosed space.

He turned his head to the left and saw rows of large teak-made bookcases leading up to the roof.

Casually took out a book and opened two pages, all of them were old and yellowed spell characters, judging from Yalei's barren spell knowledge reserves, he knew each character, but it was completely unfamiliar when connected.

And there are thousands of these books, one by one, and I don't know when I will turn them.

Just when the black-haired knight wondered if Elena was looking for him or trying to manipulate himself, he suddenly noticed a thick book diagonally inserted in the first row of bookcases, and in the thousands of brown covers, this thick black book looked unusually abrupt.

He immediately took down the big book, and saw that on the cowhide cover of the book's wooden frame, a line of graceful characters was very eye-catching—the Forbidden Spell Soul Breaking Doll.

After blowing away the dust, Yareh opened the page, only to find that there was no writing inside, as if it had been manipulated, except for the illustrations of the last few pages, which were schematics of assembled dolls.

"She wants me to assemble this doll?"

The black-haired knight tightened his eyebrows, looking confused, not knowing what the other party was trying to do.

After settling down and reading the illustrations carefully, he quickly remembered the puppet limbs on the floor and immediately leaned over to pick them all up.

Arm...... Calf...... Wrist...... Ankle......

Areh sat cross-legged on the only clean floor in the cabin, assembling the limbs bit by bit according to the steps on the page, and it wasn't long before a naked girl doll was assembled in his hands.

The pocket-sized body is flawless, and the joints are so natural that there are no traces of splicing at all.

Just when the black-haired knight was surprised by his talent for assembling, he suddenly noticed that the puppet girl was missing a heart-shaped piece on her chest, and there were no parts on the floor at this moment.

Why is a piece missing?

No way, the meticulous Elena wouldn't make such a mistake, there must be something missing missing from the missing parts.

Yare rummaged through the cabinets inside the hut, and just as he was about to tear down the floor piece by piece, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and took the key from the inner pocket of his coat.

The handle is a heart-shaped shape that matches the silhouette and is the same size as the notch on the doll girl's chest.

That's it!

The black-haired knight holds the handle of the key in his left hand, turns his left index finger into a falcon sword, and directly cuts off the key lever at the top of the handle, and then presses it into the chest of the puppet girl.

Whew!

At the next moment when the key handle was perfectly embedded in the chest, the puppet girl suddenly raised her head stiffly, her blue eyes flashed and darkened, and after meeting Yalei's gaze, her small mouth opened and closed twice:

“...... уни...... чт...... ожить......”

As these characters disappeared into the space, a dazzling flame suddenly ignited in the wooden house, and in an instant, the whole house burned into a raging torch.

What's going on?

Yalei immediately picked up the puppet girl from the floor, and a thick black fighting aura erupted all around her, and between the light and flame jets, the violent fire of life actually became as warm as water, and the flames in the room were extinguished with a single flush.

But even if he extinguished the flames, the wooden house still burned invisibly, and the bookshelves, books, furniture, doors and windows, and even the wooden floors were all destroyed in a very short time.

Not only that, but the entire space was burning, shaking irregularly, collapsing and cracking out large swaths of white space, faintly visible of the scenery of the external witch's house community.