Four stories, now the puppet, the bird, and the three brothers have all been offended by him.

After hearing this, Ning Weichen looked at him with a smile, his body did not move, and there was no smile in his eyes.

Ye Sheng walked very fast, his purpose was originally to be the owner of the garden, and he went directly into the coldest road.

The biting cold wind seemed to freeze his blood.

At the end of this ice and snow world of corpse mountains and sea of blood, Ye Sheng raised his eyes, his pupils shrunk - he saw an office. Abrupt, clean, ordinary, standing alone on the snow.

It's like the heart of the world.

There is a house number on it, and the words "Su Jiande" are written in a regular manner.

- This is the overseer office that Su Wanluo is looking for.

Ye Sheng wanted to get closer there, but suddenly a gust of wind appeared out of thin air, rolling wind and snow particles, with a strong smell of blood, completely blocking him out of the door. The wind raged everywhere, and the ice ridge was pulled up from the ground like bamboo shoots, and if you were not careful, you might be directly pierced by the ice ridge.

The office is not allowed to be approached.

Ye Sheng looked at the overwhelming ice and snow wind on the ground, did not dare to act rashly, and chose to take a step back first. The three brothers in the back chased after each other, and the roads of this underground world were complicated, Ye Sheng turned his head and entered another intersection. The light faded and the vision went dark. He walked inside, walking, and suddenly his feet were empty.

"Ye Sheng, be careful!"

Ye Sheng didn't expect that there would be a pit here.

The pit is about a meter deep.

But fortunately, there was something similar to liquid in the pit, which helped him smooth out the impact force and prevent him from stumbling. It was like a giant swamp around, and there was a strange smell coming from the tip of his nose, and the grit rubbed against his skin, and Ye Sheng knew what it was.

This is...... Cement.

He fell into a cement pit.

In addition to him, there are Xia Wenshi, Su Wanluo, and even Luo Xingyan is here.

"Xiao Ye, woo woo, why are you also trapped." Xia Wenshi cried bitterly: "I'm still waiting for you to save us." ”

Click. In the dark, Luo Xingyan turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone. The executive officer of Luo Da had a gloomy face, and his face was ugly and darker than cement. He never expected to be chased to this point by a bird, he was really unlucky, chewed the lollipop in his mouth and the candy with the root, Luo Xingyan said: "Stop howling! If you continue to stay here, you will surely die! ”

Xia Wenshi sniffed: "How can I get out, I can't move in this swamp - rely on it?" Xiao Luo? How are you here. ”

Luo Xingyan didn't want to answer the boss's stupid question. He wandered through the concrete, his nose twitching, his feline eyes getting colder.

However, as they were trapped in the concrete, a strange grinning sound came from above.

"Hee-hee-hee, I've found you."

Luo Xingyan took a flashlight and shone it up, and immediately shone a weird puppet smile. The puppet chased after him, dragging a huge axe in its hand, crouching on the edge of the concrete pool, grinning widely.

"W-What is this?" The moment Xia Wenshi saw the puppet, his scalp was numb.

Su Wanluo's face was as weak as a piece of paper, and her pupils looked at this uninvited guest in a daze.

The puppet lowered its axe and suddenly reached out its hand. Its strength was surprisingly great, and it carried Xia Wenshi directly out of the cement pool.

The puppet squatted down, and a weird smiling face looked at Xia Wenshi.

Xia Wenshi carved the words into his soul, and he was about to faint again.

Between the lightning and flint, a stone smashed heavily from a long distance and smashed into the puppet. The puppet let out a scream and let go of its hand in pain, and it held its head in both hands and said with a grin, "It hurts, it hurts in the head." ”

Xia Wenshi fell into the pool, his heart and liver were cracked, and he ran away, but he had thin arms and legs, and he couldn't move in the cement at all. The puppet grinned and said that his head hurt, but the resentment in his eyes had turned into the killing intent of the mad demon. It moved quickly, like catching a fish, and fished Xia Wenshi out of the cement!

This time, the puppet pinned Xia Wenshi's head to the ground - the other hand picked up the axe on the ground and held it high.

Luo Xingyan's face was surprisingly ugly, the tasks he performed were either A-level or S-level, and there were generally no idle people. This trip to the basement is really unlucky.

Luo Xingyan threw out the chain in his hand, and when the puppet raised the axe to chop off Xia Wenshi's head, the chain wrapped around its arm.

With a pull of the stab, the puppet's body mechanism loosened, and it was torn apart in an instant.

“……”

Xia Wenshi was really frightened and fainted this time, and he was unconscious.

Su Wanluo was closest to him, endured her fear, and stretched out her arm to drag him over.

The people in the story are immortal.

A layer of white light appeared on the broken wooden blocks on the ground, and a strange force carried the wooden blocks into the air, and put the puppets back together. The puppets that came to life again seem to have a little more flexible joints in their hands and feet.

It still looked grinning, and after falling to the ground, its eyes were cold, and it immediately held an axe to grab Ye Sheng.

Ye Sheng: "...... "Why don't you arrest Luo Xingyan and arrest me?"

Ye Sheng wanted to scold.

When the puppet stretched out its arm, Ye Sheng took the initiative to grab its hand first. The puppet was stunned and stared at him with compassion, trying to see the fear on his face, but Ye Sheng's face was as cold as ice, as if he had never smiled.

The little puppet suddenly said strangely, "Laughter is a very important thing." ”

Not again.

It's the same sentence again.

Laughter is something very important.

The puppet is not a heresy, it is a regular product of this space, and Ye Sheng's spirit summoning is of no use to it at all.

He could get out of the puppet this time, but what about the next time. It is useless to kill the puppet again and again and trap the puppet, it will keep resurrecting and breaking free, and it will become stronger and stronger.

"Yes, laughter is a very important thing...... Ye Sheng whispered this sentence with it.

The dark space aggravates the human senses. Ye Sheng looked into its dark eyes, the apricot eyes were cold, and his head retraced the fairy tale that belonged to it.

At the beginning of the story, the first friend the puppet encounters is the fox trickster. The fox cheated its backpack and beat it upside down to slander it. The people next to him came to see the excitement, and when they saw the little puppet with a hippie smile, no one believed it. The bear, dressed in a police uniform, picked up the puppet and threw it far away. The puppet hit its head.

A rabbit came up to me and asked, "What's wrong with you?" The puppet said, "My head hurts." The little rabbit bared his teeth and made a pained expression: "Hee-hee, it doesn't look like it at all." You see, you should be like me. ”

An old woman came up to her and asked, "Little wooden man, are you sick?" "My head hurts." The little puppet still has a grinning expression. "It's really unbelievable, even the little wooden man learns to lie!" The old woman left in disgust.

The little puppet's headache is getting worse and worse.

At the end of the story, a witch comes along. The witch asked, "Little puppet, you have a headache, don't you?" ”

"Yes, and it hurts more and more."

The witch said, "That's because you're sad, but you don't cry." ”

- [Childhood is a journey without a return trip. 】

Ye Sheng looked at the puppet's smiling face covered with rust and mildew, and the upward notch was imprinted on its face from the time it was born, and it became the expression of its life.

In the stories in the primary school textbooks, there is always such a question after class: "What do we learn from this fairy tale?" ”

This is the continuation of the story king, his interpretation of childhood.

Ye Sheng can't go against the rules.

— But here, the "story" is far above the rules.

By the gloomy concrete pool, the puppet stared at him with a sinister and resentful look, saying, "Whoever can't laugh can't live happily." ”

Ye Sheng said softly: "Then are you happy now?" ”

The puppets make weird grinding noises.

Ye Sheng said: "I hit your head just now, do you have a headache?" ”

The puppet's laughter stopped abruptly, and it stopped talking as it stared at him. The puppet raised the axe with one hand and wanted to split Ye Sheng from top to bottom.

Ye Sheng said: "You are very sad, but you will not cry. ”

Ye Sheng raised his hand, he had tried to use the spirit summoning before, and the corners of his eyes were moist. He slowly wiped away the water marks, and looked at the puppet with a pair of cold and indifferent apricot eyes, and his voice was as light as snow.

"Laughter is a very important thing, but if you can only laugh, it's not enough."

Written for the little ones, there is no fairy tale that does not have a perfect ending.

In the story, the witch gives the puppet all the expressions of a human being, making it cry, laugh, angry, and anxious.

In reality, Ye Sheng raised his arm and wiped his own tears from his fingertips under the resentful eyes of the puppeteous black hole-like mad demon.

"Ye Sheng......" Su Wanluo looked at the young man with an indifferent expression and strange pupils.

But to everyone's surprise.

In the next second, with a bang, the puppet suddenly took a step back, and the axe in his hand fell.

"Ahh......h

Holding its head, it squatted on the ground, and large blood-red tears suddenly flowed from its eyes.

Those tears were like extremely corrosive sulfuric acid, burning a deep tear stain on its face, and at the same time corroding the upward line at the corner of its mouth.

"My head hurts, my head hurts." The puppet muttered to himself.

Tears fell down his body, smashing out black holes one after another.

The puppeteer's body is being corroded by his own tears. The white glimmer tried to resurrect it, but its tears kept falling, alternating between life and death.

This scene is particularly terrifying. But Su Wanluo looked at the scene in front of her, but she was suddenly distracted for a long time. Laughter is an important thing, but if you can only laugh, it is not enough.

It was so familiar that she must have heard it at a very young age, and she probably hadn't read the story and didn't know the puppeteer. But in the years of growing up, someone must have said to her gently, cry when you want to cry.

Ye Sheng gasped lightly and withdrew his somewhat stiff fingers.

He was right.

Luo Xingyan squinted at all this, and suddenly said, "Do you recognize these things?" ”

"Hmm." Ye Sheng raised his eyes and asked, "Did you bring a lighter?" ”

Luo Xingyan said: "What? ”

Su Wanluo spoke at this time: "Xia Wenshi brought it." She hugged Xia Wenshi, who had fainted, and took out a lighter from his pocket. Su Wan's hair was covered with fine sweat, and her face was pale: "When I held him, I felt that there was something here." ”

"Okay." Ye Sheng stepped forward in the cement and took the lighter from Su Wanluo's hand.

Luo Xingyan said: "What are you going to do? ”

The puppet was torn apart by Luo Xingyan with chains before, and there were a lot of sawdust and wood chips scattered on the ground. Ye Sheng picked up one casually and looked at it with his eyes down—the wood chips were as thin as matches.

At this moment, the bird finally found it. The bird screamed, and the sound was deafening. Its tail feathers are very long, and after several times of resurrection from the dead, the feathers on its body are like armor and knives. The bird's sharp claws fell from the sky, and its blood-red eyes were full of covetousness and malice.

"Die, human!"