The magician stood in the spotlight again, looked at the corpses and entrails scattered on the ground with disdain, and sighed, "It's a shame that such a much-anticipated encore show ended in such a boring way." ”

He shrugged, then brushed the corpse away with his wand in disgust, "Remember, only a successful performance can be called aesthetics on the stage of a magician, we love beautiful things, uninteresting accidents and death are disqualifications of the performers, and the punishment of death will be borne by the 'disqualified'." ”

The magician's speech confirms Qi Jiu's guess, the "shadow assistant" in the coffin is cut, and all the damage will be reflected on the player who manipulated the magic.

"I think my assistant will agree." As he spoke, the magician put the coffin back together that had been severed by the chainsaw.

The player's blood has already spread to the place where the coffin is placed, and at first glance, it seems that the coffin is floating on the blood.

After the coffin was put together, the magician lifted the lid of the coffin, and the female assistant in a black evening dress stood up intact.

She lifted the hem of her skirt to avoid the filthy blood on the floor, and made a curtain call with the magician to the audience.

"Although this encore performance failed, I am very grateful to everyone who is willing to cheer." The magician took off his politeness and bowed with his assistant.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the audience, the female assistant wearing a mask squatted down and carefully picked up the pile of peeled skins on the ground.

She held the crumpled leather bag in both hands, and in the spotlight, carefully wiped the dirty blood stains from the leather with the black evening dress, and gently smoothed it out little by little.

Through the mask, the spotlight could not show her expression to the audience at the moment, but her movements conveyed a certain extreme sadness and nostalgia.

Detached from the offerings of the human body, this empty skin quickly withered, withered, and turned into a puddle of soft liquid in an instant, and the liquid flowed down Gu Zhenzhen's fingers, soaking the black dress on her body along her wrists.

Gu Zhenzhen was slightly stunned, then took off the mask on her face with her back to the audience, and she kissed her wet fingertips.

The last time Gu Zhenzhen saw Ji Xiaoye was that rainy dawn, and the gray-blue mist was filled outside the window.

Although she was soaked in rain every morning in the city, that morning was special, and she woke up from a nightmare with a heart beating and a very bad premonition.

Lying on the bed in the apartment of the Dead City, her mouth was dry, and an indescribable feeling of discomfort enveloped her body.

"Awake? Did you sleep well last night? Ji Xiaoye next to the pillow leaned down and landed a kiss on her somewhat hot eyelids, "Have a nightmare?" ”

"Where are you going?" She had not yet fully awakened from the nightmare, and she blurted out a somewhat hoarse voice that sounded as if she had cried.

Ji Xiaoye, who was kissing her, was stunned, and then smiled: "Strange, how do you know that I am going out?" ”

Prior to this, Ji Xiaoye had never mentioned this matter in front of Gu Zhenzhen.

Gu Zhenzhen was also stunned for a moment, in fact, she didn't know that Ji Xiaoye was going to go far away, and the words just now blurted out in a half-dream, half-awake, as if guided by the sixth sense.

Ji Xiaoye turned over and wrapped her into his arms from the left back: "I'll go and prepare a wedding gift for us." ”

At the same time, soft lips fell on the hot nape of her neck.

Ji Xiaoye has the habit of taking a bath in the morning, her damp curly hair hanging low, like a kitten's paw scratching the most sensitive skin behind her ears, and the familiar smell of bath liquid envelops her.

The uneasiness surging in her subconscious stopped slightly, she closed her eyes again, felt the other party's lips that were just the right amount of cold, felt the damp, imminent wandering and touching, Ji Xiaoye was cooling her in her own way, soft but fiery.

Before the complete fall, the subconscious sense of uneasiness once again prevailed -

"Don't go, it's not important to have a wedding gift or anything." Gu Zhenzhen tried to keep the other party.

She knew that the so-called wedding gift had to go into the copy to get it.

In this world, anything that has "value" needs to be acquired through adventure, except for seemingly "useless" feelings.

Ji Xiaoye was silent for half a second: "But we are almost out of coins to live." ”

“……”

She knew very well that Ji Xiaoye was telling the truth, there were not many survival coins left in them, and the blueprint for their married life must be built on enough survival coins, otherwise everything would be in the air.

"I'll go with you, just like before." Gu Zhenzhen said uneasily.

"I'll be back soon, it's not like I haven't entered the book myself, you can sleep for a while, good, don't be afraid."

"I promise I'll come back, gifts like this, you have to do it yourself to have a surprise." Ji Ono's kiss covered again.

But in a world where death can happen at any moment, there is no such thing as an infallible promise, especially when it comes to "coming back".

Who can guarantee that they will live to tomorrow?

But if they don't enter the dungeon and earn survival coins with their lives, how can they survive in this world?

Survival is inherently a very expensive affair, whether it's in the dying city or in the real world.

On this humid and hot morning, under Ji Xiaoye's "comfort", she was exhausted again and fell asleep.

During the whole fall, she even suspected that everything that happened this morning was a dream, part of the nightmare's spread.

"Don't, don't go by yourself, I have a bad premonition, I'm with you..."

Finally, she struggled to open her eyes, the dim dawn was still dripping, the rain covered the floor-to-ceiling windows with a thin layer of fog, and as far as the eye could see, Ji Xiaoye disappeared on her side, and there were still shallow watermarks on the pillow, which were left by the ends of her hair that were not dry.

Later, Ji Xiaoye never came back.

She spent countless such dim dawns and dusks alone in waiting, and the rain and empty apartment consumed all her patience.

She knew that she couldn't wait any longer, and she began to ask about Ji Xiaoye's news through various channels like crazy.

You know, it's the hardest thing to find out about a person's whereabouts in the Dying City, especially one who hasn't come out after entering the dungeon.

But she couldn't wait any longer, she spent almost all the remaining survival coins, but unfortunately she still got nothing.

Finally, by a very coincidental chance, she got a message from a witch: Ji Xiaoye is dead, but alive.

"Please tell me what that means? I don't have the patience to figure it out! At that time, Gu Zhenzhen bit his fingers and looked at the witch opposite eagerly, with a kind of hysterical despair in his voice.

The witch looked at her with the same sadness, telling her a very cruel truth: Ji Xiaoye's signs of life had disappeared from the previous copy, but a certain member of the Death Row Society had taken over her identity.

"This is that guy's skill, occupying it is not as simple as directly using her body, but a kind of identity inheritance, including her props and skills, of course, in addition to memory, this kind of guy who can only parasitize cannot have the memory of the original owner."

"Why, why ......" Gu Zhenzhen at that time could no longer express anything in words, except for this "why".

The witch looked at her pitifully, shook her head at the end, and handed her a warm potion: "Drink it, although it won't really help you, but at least it will make you comfortable." ”

From that day on, "how to find that parasitic death row member" and "how to "recapture" Ji Xiaoye" have become the whole of her life, she is no longer waiting hopelessly, hatred and despair fill her, she doesn't care about death, the only thing she looks forward to is to recapture Ji Xiaoye, who belongs to her.

She even learns from the witch how to hide her identity, and she embarks on her own plan for revenge.

But she lacked an opportunity, after all, it was not easy to kill people in the Dying City, and the copies were random......

Until one day, a circus leaflet was delivered to the door of the apartment, and it was also a humid dawn, as if some kind of summoning and induction.

So she dialed the phone number of the person in charge of "Cast and Crew Recruitment" on the flyer, and successfully became an assistant to the circus magician.

She got her wish and met the guy in this bizarre circus... The guy who killed Ji Ono and inherited her identity and skills.

She swore that she would destroy everything about that guy with her own hands and take her own Ji Xiaoye back with her own hands, in her way.

On the stage that belongs to her, put an end to all this.

*

The performance of "Human Circumcision" has come to an end, and the female assistant has withdrawn from the stage under the gaze of everyone.

The spotlight on the stage moved to the magician again, and he still had that feverish and sickly smile on his face: "Dear audience, you are about to enter the next round of magic performances, and I believe you can't hold back your anticipation......

At this moment, there was a sudden loud "bang" from the top of the stage, and the magician, who was immersed in his speech, suddenly raised his head, but before he could discover the source of the sound, darkness shrouded him.

Unlike the first knife performance, when only the lights on the stage and the auditorium were obscured, this time, the lights in the entire tent were turned off, including the mirror corridor at the entrance, and the Magic Hour tent was instantly plunged into unprecedented darkness.

"How..."

"Shh Qi Zhen pressed his index finger to his lips.

In the dark, just wait patiently for a moment.

Miracles will come.

Chapter 148: Highway Circus (42)

The entire magic tent was plunged into unprecedented darkness and dead silence, and the sudden situation made everyone unresponsive.

"Who turned off the lights? Who? The magician's voice trembled on the stage, and he cautiously groped his way through the mirrors around him, trying to find the switch for the light.

"Click, click...", the magician who had managed to find the switch pressed it repeatedly, but to no avail, the darkness continued in the tent, and the dull sound of buttons magnified his uneasiness exponentially.

"Did it trip? Did the kind player help me check the power switch, time... Time is running out! The magician looked up in confusion and muttered the phrase.

In order to pass the time, Qi Yan in the audience said in a joking tone: "Mr. Magician, why is there not much time?" Didn't you say that the night of the magic show is very long? ”

"It's... But the stage needs lights... Once the lights are lost, no one will be able to watch the magic show..."

"I need lights and applause, I need the audience's gaze, I belong to this stage!" The magician's tone was crazy, and his voice trembled, "This stage belongs to me too!" I can't leave the stage without me! ”

The magician's flustered rhetoric confirmed Qi Jiu's suspicions.

"How can this be, the power system of the magic tent has always been stable, why is it..."The magician's voice on the stage became weaker and weaker, and his tone had changed from panic to hopelessness.

Qi Yan faced the direction of the stage and stood up from the audience: "I'm sorry, Mr. Magician, it looks like tonight's show is coming to an end in the darkness you hate the most." ”

The magician mentioned earlier that as long as he exists on this stage, the magic show will never stop.

According to the design elements of the entire "Magic Hour" tent, and the analysis of the cracking methods of the first three magic tricks, the magician on the stage is similar to the existence of "shadow".

Shadows depend on light sources for their existence, so the easiest way to stop the magic show is to cut off all light sources in the tent.

Once the "Shadow Magician" disappears due to the lack of a light source, then his stage is also gone.

It can be understood that the light is the blood flowing inside the magic tent, and as long as it is cut off, all magic performances will be terminated.

After completing the "Water Tank Escape", Qi Yan deduced this possibility, but at that time, there were no suitable props and skills to cut off all light sources in the tent, and the props provided by Lu Zhi before could only temporarily block the lights in the stage area, but there were mirrors and shadows everywhere in the tent, and magicians existed in every corner of the tent.

So, after completing the "Human Body Cutting Technique", Qi Jiu, who got the right props, began to act.

He activated the reward item "Magician's Assistant's Favor", so that Gu Zhenzhen, who returned to the backstage, "violated" his position as an assistant and tried every means to cut off all light sources in the tent.

Prior to this, for security reasons, Qi Zhen also confirmed with the system: "After the use of the device, will the assistant who violates his identity position be implicated?" ”

[Please rest assured that assistants who are dominated by props will not be punished and punished by their superiors]

received an affirmative answer from the system, and Qi Yan decided to give it a go.

The magician's plea grew weaker and weaker, and about three minutes later, the radio in the tent sounded—

"Good evening, audience, and I regret to inform you that tonight's magic show has been "forced" to be terminated due to the fact that the magician has disappeared from the stage, so please leave the venue in an orderly manner, and I am very sorry."

After the announcement was confirmed, the surviving players were relieved.

"It's finally coming to an end......"