At the mouth of the alley is a carpenter's shop, there are a lot of discarded old furniture in the alley, and timber ready to be worked, but unfortunately it cannot be used for a short time, and the sudden rainstorm will soak everything in the town.

Jiang Yingbai took two steps to bring the girl to the wood against the wall, lowered his eyes to observe each expression of the girl, and rubbed his two fingers against the painting.

In the silence of the night, the girl could only hear the sound of her own heartbeat, which she had never experienced before, which made her countless times more nervous than usual.

Who will be walking around in the middle of the night?

Could it be that person?

Recalling the man's eyes, she shuddered, and Jiang Yingbai raised his hand to her shoulder.

She was preventing herself from screaming, and the sensitive girl guessed what Jiang Yingbai meant at once.

The girl couldn't help but think that she was really a piece of waste, and she always caused trouble for people.

The footsteps on the street are getting closer and closer, the figure of the girl disappears, she returns to the painting, and Jiang Yingbai immediately puts the painting into the system.

A figure came into view, the figure was unusually conspicuous in the darkness in white clothes, her limbs were extremely unnatural, and she walked straight on the road, every movement seemed very stiff, as if she was being manipulated by a puppeteer who had just started.

Jiang Yingbai looked at it, wasn't that the girl's mother, why was she here, she seemed to be controlled.

Without much hesitation, Jiang Yingbai summoned a clone and followed behind the woman.

Although the woman's movements are strange, her speed is not slow, and she quickly took Jiang Yingbai across half the street, and followed Jiang Yingbai more and more sure that the woman was controlled, her every movement was the same, and the distance she took was the same.

Following Jiang Yingbai's steps, several white shadows flew around in the air in the dim environment, she squinted her eyes and looked at it for a long time and didn't see what the white shadow was, but she remembered that there was a square in front of her.

The woman's pace did not change, and she quickly walked into the square, Jiang Yingbai quickly hid at the mouth of the alley, raised her eyes, and finally saw what was in the square.

Thin, pure white, the same paper figures.

There are several paintings on the ground at the main entrance of the square.

The first painting is a dense jungle, in which dozens of paper figures are chopping down trees, and rows of paper figures walk towards the painting, jumping into the painting in groups of two, and carrying the wood out of the painting in less than five seconds.

The second is a warehouse, the third is a mountain of bricks, and there are also a lot of paper people moving things inside and outside the painting.

Every two carried a log to the square, and in the middle of the square there was a hill of wood and two brick mountains.

A few glimmers of light shot out from the ground hidden by the wood, it was a magic array.

At the foot of the wooden mountain, two paper figures in groups saw trees with long saws.

Dozens of paper figures and cement next to them, hundreds of paper figures in the middle of the square flew in the air, placing cement bricks together, obviously they were building houses.

Jiang Yingbai only saw the paper figure in the square in front of her, and didn't know what was on the ground at the main entrance of the square, but she guessed a rough idea.

"Is it some kind of prop that makes things? Or is it a space item full of things, or is it a portal? ”

She let out a breath, hoping it was the last one, if it was the first two......

It's hard to imagine such a dangerous person in the shadows.

Of course, the most important thing she should be thinking about now is who that person is, whether it is Julian, or the player who is wreaking havoc in the town these days.

She stopped thinking and stared at the woman's back, the woman walked straight into the pile of paper figures, no paper figure paid attention to her, Jiang Yingbai was about to step forward, and a strong uneasiness surged in her heart.

A question arises in my mind, what is the purpose of a woman?

She hesitated for two seconds and followed, she wouldn't die anyway, harvest often comes with danger, and you have to take risks if you want to move forward.

The woman took Jiang Yingbai to the three paintings, and Jiang Yingbai couldn't see the things on the ground clearly after pulling in, and the woman lowered her body to get the paintings.

Jiang Yingbai paused, turned his head and ran.

The woman smiled as she looked at her fleeing back, and at that moment, all the paper figures stopped their movements and looked at Jiang Yingbai's back in unison.

She was fooled, the woman was not controlled at all, and deliberately lured herself here to get rid of herself with the help of paper figures.

At that moment, Jiang Yingbai figured out a lot of things, the owner of the three paintings was the same person who killed Laura, and that person's ability had something to do with the painting.

There was an electric light in the warehouse, so that person couldn't be Julian, but he was working with Julian.

The magic circle on the ground can eliminate the sound, and the paper man will not hurt her when the woman cooperates with the person.

The woman rolled up the painting, threw it, caught it, and looked in her direction through countless paper figures, and in less than half a minute, Jiang Yingbai's back disappeared in the night.

A hint of coldness flashed in the woman's eyes, "Why do you want to investigate?" Why take my child, why do you hinder me from resurrecting my child, for my child's sake, please die. ”

The cold wind blew through the corners of her clothes, and she shrank a little, so cold.

There was a somewhat decadent voice from behind, "What else could it be, interests." ”

The woman shuddered, her eyes were full of panic, her mouth opened slightly, as if she was silently screaming something, apparently frightened, and the painting fell to the ground and rolled a few times.

A pale, bony hand picked up the painting on the ground.

"It's not polite to easily throw the fruits of other people's labor to the ground, that is, when you meet me, if you change to someone else, these few seconds are enough for you to die eight hundred times."

The woman staggered back a few steps and looked at the person who spoke, "You ......"

The man glanced up at her, black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, long bangs covering most of his face, and only the dark lips that were on his shoulder, as if he had been malnourished after years of not eating.

He is thin, wearing cheap clothes that can only be bought at stalls for dozens of dollars, and he exudes an atmosphere of decadence and cheapness all over his body.

"Hehe," the man sneered twice, saying what was in the woman's mind, "Who am I?" ”

The woman took a few steps back again.

He put the painting back in its place, and the paper figures who chased it out stopped one after another, and returned to the square after two seconds, "Who am I, does it matter?" You don't know me if I say it, people like you can always know me. ”

The woman didn't understand what he was talking about, and her intuition told her that this person was very dangerous, and that she should run away now, but in her heart, her daughter's safety was more important than anything else, and the painting could not be returned to its original place until the magician died.

The woman flew towards the painting, and two paper figures crawled out of the painting, grabbing her arms in an instant.

Another cold wind blew, and the woman grinned and saw the man's face clearly, with a pair of dead fish eyes, as if he had worked for a few years, with his slightly hunched back and pale skin, the whole person had no energy.

The woman was so shocked that she couldn't say a complete sentence, "You ......"

He smiled mockingly, and said the woman's heart again, "What do I want to do?" ”

"People like you like to ask, 'Who are you, what do you want to do, why do you know me, why are you here?'

As he spoke, he burst out laughing, his thin body seemed to fall apart, and his laughter in the night was extremely terrifying.

Suddenly, he burst out of the woman's throat and lifted the woman's whole body in the air, and his tone was extremely cold.

"Hey, keep your eyes open and see clearly, I'm strangling you, it's easier than breathing, and when I appear behind you, you should be as desperate as that person and run away like crazy, instead of standing there and talking nonsense to me."

The green tendons on the back of his hand burst out, and it was hard to imagine that such a thin person would burst out with such a powerful force, "You think I won't kill you?" ”

The woman's face turned red and she couldn't say a word, and when she was about to suffocate to death, he suddenly let go of his hand, and a little playful words floated from above his head, "Hey, I really won't kill you for a while." ”

"So get out of here, got it."