This is not the first time something like this has happened. Li Yun was originally a little suspicious of that account, but after changing the computer, he relaxed. Now that he has encountered such a thing again, he will inevitably suspect that account again.

Li Yun looked at Yi Xin, and saw Yi Xin step forward, tilt his head, and carefully examine the corpse nailed to the wall.

Li Yun followed Yi Xin's line of sight, and only then did he notice that the person on the wall was actually not a corpse.

It's just a very real doll, exquisitely crafted to the point of being real, but if it's not real, it's not real.

Especially the pulled neck, if you get closer, you will find that the neck can be twisted like this because the skin of this body is made of some kind of plastic. There also seems to be no bone to support the body, and the whole body should be solid like a sculpture. The texture of the skin, the blood vessels and veins under the skin, and the bones that stand out are all just shapes.

Li Yun was stunned and asked, "...... him Is the soul gone? ”

As a human, Pan Yao has long since died, but there should be his soul in this artificial body. Now that the body has become like this, the soul has either left or dissipated completely. For ghosts, this is real death.

Yi Xin reached out and fiddled with the head for a moment.

The head that was held up was facing Li Yun, and Li Yun could just see the glass eyes that were enough to be fake.

There are people reflected in the eyes, but the figures are very small, and they are not Yi Xin and Li Yun who are just in front of them.

Li Yun subconsciously leaned over, wanting to see the reflection in those eyes clearly, and gave birth to a strange feeling of being watched.

It was as if the two figures in the glass eyes were watching him. The image of those two people is alive.

The feeling is fleeting.

Li Yun was still aware of the subtle change. Looking at those eyes again, I can only be sure that the figures in them should be a man and a woman. The dress of the woman is more conspicuous. Li Yun immediately compared the silhouette of the woman with the last time he had seen Mrs. Pan Yao in his hallucination. He couldn't see the figure's facial features, but judging from the dress, it should be the same person. The person standing next to Mrs. Pan Yao was tall, with curly hair, probably wearing a suit, and a straight posture. Other than that, Li Yun couldn't see anything else.

Yi Xin had let go.

The head shook and rested on its chest.

"He died by cutting his wrists." Yi Xin suddenly said, "Died in the cemetery outside, and the body was buried." ”

This is something that Yi Xin didn't mention when he recalled the past.

Yi Xin looked at the dummy again, "This is similar to what he looked like after he became a ghost." He has always played the role of a living person to the outside, and his face changes naturally. This dummy is the first time I've seen it. Originally, he didn't need these ......"

Yi Xin touched the dummy's body again, "This workmanship is not the same as Fran's craftsmanship. ”

As she spoke, she reached out and pulled away the clothes on Pan Yao's body.

Her robes were lifted up, and her pants were unceremoniously ripped off.

Li Yun was startled, and before he saw anything forbidden by the eighteen bans, he saw Yi Xin's hand, and the skin of the dummy was like tofu that had been cut, revealing the soft inside.

Li Yun was sure that the dummy should be made of plastic, at least on the outside. The material also has a wonderful toughness and softness.

Yi Xin inserted his hand into it, fumbled for a while, and pulled out a round ball from it with force.

"What is this?" Uncle Li asked suspiciously.

"The spherical joints of the puppet?" Li Yun said immediately.

"Hmm." Yi Xin observed for a while, and then threw away the ball.

She threw the dummy in place and left the bedroom and entered the next room.

When Yi Xin pushed the door open, he glanced at the position in the middle of the door panel.

What should have been carved there, now it has been scratched beyond recognition.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a somewhat rudimentary studio.

The things in the studio are very old, and the half-wood, half-metal tools don't look like the stuff of a modern craft studio. The doll parts stacked on the shelves are also very old.

Relatively new, but the walls and floors of this room. The walls are covered with wallpaper, and they are already a little moldy. The floor is not wooden or marble, but like the walls, it is covered with paper. The plastic paper has a subtle pattern of wooden flooring, but at a glance, you can see that this is definitely not a wooden floor.

The plastic paper is also warped.

Yi Xin rubbed the piece open with his foot, and saw that the exposed floor was a piece of charred wood.

This contrasted with Yi Xin's memory.

After she stopped visiting the church, Pan Yao simply decorated the place and asked Fran to stay here to make dolls. Only this time, the dolls made by Fran are no longer toys for children, nor are they specially customized souvenirs.

"They left." Yi Xin looked up at the window of the studio.

Outside the window is bright sunshine.

Li Yun had such a guess before, and hearing Yi Xin say this, he was even more certain.

"Did we scare the snake?" Uncle Li asked worriedly.

Yi Xin shook his head.

"I was ...... before Before coming to church, the story I posted on Weibo was the story of a dummy that I made up. The plastic models in the store are haunted and their heads turn. Li Yun said with a heavy heart.

Yi Xin turned to look at Li Yun, "I said before that the grapefruit leaves were bathing, did you wash them?" ”

Li Yun was stunned.

"Is it because of that Weibo?" Uncle Li was worried.

That's their job. The boss is willing to take them in, whether he is kind or not, ostensibly he hires them to manage the Weibo account and do chores by the way. If there's a problem with that account, the next thing they'll have to deal with is their big trouble, not their courage.

Li Yun and Uncle Li were just worried, and they didn't feel much guilt.

The dolls in the churches they had seen were not originally living. Although they are also ghosts, they have been dead for less than half a year, and the concept of "I am a ghost" has not yet penetrated into the bone marrow. Killing people will make them have a strong psychological disorder, but when it is a ghost who dies, their emotions are not so strong.

Yi Xin rolled his eyes.

Before she could answer, Li Yun lowered her eyes and her expression became dark.

Li Yun was a little flustered.

He didn't panic when he died.

When he met Peng Siqing before, it was another time of life and death, and he was also not so panicked.

When he died twice, his thoughts were quite clear, that is, doubts and survival.

Now, he was a little overwhelmed.

This kind of overwhelm is not a tangled hesitation of "whether to be nosy", but really not knowing what to do. It's like when I was a student in an exam, when I was faced with multiple-choice questions and subjective questions that I couldn't do, I had a completely different mood, but it was hundreds of times stronger than that mood.

"Is it because of my relationship?" Li Yun raised his eyes to look at Yi Xin.

Yi Xin looked at Li Yun in surprise, and suddenly stopped talking.

After being surprised, Uncle Li also reacted, and like Yi Xin, he seemed to have something to say, and was pulled back by reason.

"It's hard to say. I don't know fortune telling. You weird ...... Such a coincidence...... It's bad enough. Yi Xin groaned, "But now that the underworld is gone, things like the Book of Life and Death should be gone......"

The so-called destiny should no longer be something that has long been written on paper. But the ghosts still exist, and so do the drunkenness. Perhaps, fate is no longer recorded by God, but exists in the underworld.

"Do you want to check it out?" Yi Xin asked, "It's not very reliable to find a fortune teller." You're all dead. I don't know of anyone who counts the lives of the dead. But this matter can be checked. Pan Yao is probably gone. Fran: She just left with the dolls. ”

"Can you find it?" Li Yun was in good spirits.

"Let's look for it." Yi Xin did not give a positive answer.

There was a way forward in the original unknown, which was already a glimmer of hope for Li Yun.

Yi Xin's willingness to help was somewhat unexpected by Li Yun.

He didn't see Yi Xin's gaze sweep over the walls of the studio room.

There are only some stains and mildew on the wallpaper, and there are no traces of the original decoration.

However, Yi Xin still remembers the original appearance of this room. She even remembers the photo she took with Fran.

There was no emotion on Yi Xin's face.

She quickly withdrew her gaze.

Li Yun was still looking for clues in the church, when he heard footsteps coming from downstairs.

The footsteps echoed, but not loud. There were two people walking, one with a vague pace and not walking fast, and the other with the sound of a rapid trot, like the footsteps of a child.

Li Yun looked at the stairs.

"Are you back?" Uncle Li asked in surprise.

Yi Xin had already shaken his head, "It's not Fran. ”

Li Yun and Uncle Li didn't know how she was sure, but since she said so, it was definitely not Pan Yao's wife who came back.

The three of them went downstairs with curiosity.

They saw a girl downstairs and a doll next to her.