Xiao Zhimiao found that basically every house had dolls standing or leaning on in front of or around it, but there was no puppet around this house.

Xiao Zhimiao also looked around carefully, but he really didn't see any puppets around this house.

When Xiao Zhimiao returned to the main entrance of the house, Xu Zhilan had already pushed the door in.

"What are you doing here?" Xiao Zhimiao stretched out her hand and pushed Xu Zhilan, who was at the door.

He only looked thin, he was tall and pale-skinned, and he was actually quite large, standing in the middle of the doorway and blocking most of his position.

Xu Zhilan turned sideways and let Xiao Zhimiao in, "Someone has already come in advance." ”

Xiao Zhimiao is not surprised, what they can think of, other players can also think of, not to mention that this book is basically an old player.

Xiao Zhimiao checked and searched in the room to see if he could find some clues to the plot.

Now the information she got in her hand was that they were travelers from the puppet town, and from the mouth of the receptionist Yuna, she learned that there had been no tourists here for a long time, so this puppet town used to be a tourist town, but judging from the various buildings and facilities in this town, this is not a place dedicated to the development of tourism, just a relatively ordinary town.

Unless there's something in this town that attracts out-of-town tourists, and the most of the town's attractions are dolls.

The people in this town are gone, and judging by the puppets scattered all over the town, it is very likely that the people in the town have become puppets.

But it doesn't have to be all of them.

Xiao Zhimiao saw many tools for making dolls in this room, and there were many unfinished dolls neatly arranged in the living room, these dolls all had the same expression, all smiling, and there was a difference from the dolls outside.

Xiao Zhimiao walked around the living room and saw several oil paintings hanging on the wall.

The first oil portrait on the far left is a family portrait, a couple holding a little boy who looks only six or seven years old in the middle, holding a beautiful doll in his hand, the second is still a family of three, but the boy has grown up a lot, and then there is only a boy alone, only the doll accompanying him, and there are more and more dolls around him, and they are getting bigger and bigger.

Xiao Zhimiao looked at it for a while, retracted her gaze, and walked to the room on the right.

This room is a two-bedroom Western-style style, and there is a puppet-making tool table with a fireplace against the wall in the living room, but it seems that this production table is a little smaller.

Entering the room on the right, Xiao Zhimiao saw a puppet tool making table again, much larger than the one in the living room, all kinds of puppets were piled up in this room, as well as cotton cloth and other materials, this seemed to be a workshop.

There are still many yellowed drawings on the elongated workbench, and the traces of dust on the workbench should have been moved.

Xiao Zhimiao picked up the drawings and looked at them, they were all production drawings, the drawings had signatures on them, the text on them was the text of this world, the font arrangement was like an extension of the letters, beautiful but also very obscure, this kind of text was also used in Dark Star City, but it was basically a translation with a system panel.

Now looking at the signature on it, Xiao Zhimiao subconsciously wanted the system to translate it for her, but unexpectedly she could understand it?

She hadn't paid attention to this before because of the real-time translation, but now she could fully understand the signature, which read: Buñan

Xiao Zhimiao flipped through the dozens of production drawings in his hand one by one, and the signatures were all Bunian

When she was about to finish flipping through it, she saw a different drawing, and her pupils shrank as she looked at the puppet's face on it.

The doll on the painting is very similar to hers.

Unlike other Bunians, the body parts are disassembled, but this one is a complete doll, with only the heart dismantled and an arrow directed to a black circular object on the side.

The figure resembling her has closed eyes, long crimson curly hair, and folded hands in prayer.

In the lower right corner of the doll is a line that reads: My dear Cessia

It looks like the name of the doll, not the artist's signature, but judging by the style of the other drawings, this figure of Sécia does not look like it was painted by Bunian.

"I found a journal in my bedroom that triggers the plot."

Xu Zhilan's voice came from behind him, and Xiao Zhimiao pulled out this drawing of Secia and received it in the system backpack.

Xiao Zhimiao put down a stack of drawings, took the diary with a cowhide cover in Xu Zhilan's hand, and opened it to see that the first page read: Bunian's journal

Panel:

[Congratulations on triggering the plot, the diary of the puppeteer Bunian, a small town boy with a dream, determined to be the best puppeteer, until his talent attracted many admirers, it was the time when Bunian realized his dream, and it was also the beginning of the nightmare of Puppet Town]

Xu Zhilan watched Xiao Zhimiao flip through the log, picked up the drawings she had just put down and flipped through them.

This log book is not very thick, the front records are some of Bunian's daily trivialities, judging from the date, he has been writing a log since he was twelve years old, and the most spoken word is to be a good puppeteer, and the more you go to the back, the more magic you follow behind the puppeteer.

Dolls are no longer just ordinary dolls that serve as toys for people.

Xiao Zhimiao flipped to the back and saw some special fragments of her diary:

February 7:

[Today there was a man with black horns on his head in the town, who looked like a Night Clan from the west of the Karon Continent, he gave me a drawing and asked me to help him make a doll, that red-haired girl is so beautiful, although I know that girl is a witch, I still promised him, I am a skilled puppeteer, no matter what status of person, I will help him make a doll]

February 15th:

[It's really cold, it's been snowing for several days in Huanshan Town, today the man with the black horn is here again, he brought the red-haired girl too, it's cold and snowy outside, the girl he is holding is white and almost melts with the snow, her body is very cold, I don't know how long she has been dead, how did the man save her body, I'm curious, after all, it's a professional habit, and the body of a witch after death is difficult to preserve]

March 10:

[I finally made the puppet of Secia, there is one thing that is unspeakable, in the process of making, I gradually fell in love with Secia, fell in love with this perfect doll I made with my own hands, and now, only a beating heart is missing to make Cecia have life in order to preserve the soul in the puppet's body, obviously that man's heart is very suitable]

[The man did not hesitate to hand over his heart, and Secia with the heart succeeded in preserving her soul, but she was still asleep, I put her in the church, and let the residents of the town worship her, and the people are grateful that I can make those dolls that can help them with their work and share the housework, and now Huanshan Town has become a puppet town, and people believe in the god of dolls, and are willing to worship the beautiful Secia]

July 17th:

[Today there is a guy in town that I hate, a puppeteer from somewhere else, his strength is far above me, it seems that he is not just a puppeteer anymore, he laughs at me for being a hairy boy, but he still wants me to help make a large number of dolls]

August 12th:

[That puppeteer is a demon!] He bewitched the inhabitants of the town, harvested their faith, and the inhabitants of the town became puppets in his hands, and he also asked me to join him and become his believer, impossible, I would never let him do whatever he wanted, Secia, my Secia, it's time to wake up. You'll help me, won't you? 】

Xiao Zhimiao turned to the bloodstained page with words written at the end:

[If you succeed in Secia, I will definitely fix you, wait for me, I will definitely fix you......]

Xiao Zhimiao closed the diary after reading it, Xu Zhilan leaned on the workbench, and had been looking at her for a long time, but she had been immersed in the diary and didn't notice it.

Xiao Zhimiao looked up at him and saw Xu Zhilan looking at him thoughtfully.

"You're fascinated by it." Xu Zhilan said.

Xiao Zhimiao: "You can't let go of any clues." ”

Xu Zhilan laughed: "I didn't read the content at all, because I couldn't understand it, the system wouldn't translate it, but you could understand it." ”

Xiao Zhimiao took the diary and looked at it seriously for so long, if she didn't understand the contents, she would be a fool.

"Do you believe me when I say I've learned the words of this world?"

Xu Zhilan: "Hehe." ”

Looking at Xu Zhilan like that, she knew that he didn't believe it, and she didn't know why she could understand it anyway.

Xiao Zhimiao no longer had a relationship with Xu Zhilan, and took out the map he drew to check, and now the remaining pictures that have not been explored are:

The waterwheel and the river at the entrance to the town

A stone monument with a circular hollow in the middle

A church at the top of Doll Town

A basement where the coffin is placed

A wide platform with moonlight projections

Two of them are mentioned in Bunyan's journal, the church and the platform on which the moonlight casts.

"Xiao Zhimiao, come here."

Hearing Xu Zhilan shouting at her outside, Xiao Zhimiao walked over to take a look, he didn't know where to pull out a ladder, Xiao Zhimiao looked up, and the ladder seemed to be connected to an attic overhead.

"I'll go up and have a look." As he spoke, Xu Zhilan climbed up the ladder, and he went up to take a look and came down.

Xiao Zhimiao asked, "What is it?" ”

"It's all dolls, all of them are finished products."

Xiao Zhimiao put the log book in the system backpack, climbed the ladder and saw that the entire attic was full of dolls.

These dolls are much more elaborate than the ones on the ground outside, and they must all be made by Bunian.

But compared to the dolls outside, it doesn't look like a human being.

Xiao Zhimiao and Xu Zhilan walked out of Bunian's house, and were about to walk to the entrance below the town to see the river at the location of the windmill, when they ran into Mo Ke and the others.