"Youyou," Jian Mingjia asked from behind, "what are you looking at?"
"oh."
Lin You regained consciousness and pointed to the window, "This puppet over here—huh?"
It's just that once she lost her sight and looked back, the puppet was still sitting there, as if she had misjudged the 180-degree turn of her head just now.
Lin You: "..."
One or two like to play like this, and Slender Ghost Shadow also played this game with her back then.
The other three also came over when they heard her words. Although they didn't see the picture of it turning its head with their own eyes, they couldn't help but feel hairy when they saw such a retro puppet with bright colors.
"When I was young, I was most afraid of dolls..." Jian Mingjia whispered.
Lin You glanced at Liao Tong.
Originally, the idea of slipping the door to pick the lock or breaking the glass of the window was spinning in her mind, thinking that there was still a passer-by teammate here, so she decided to give up for the time being.
Her ability is still a bit special, it's best to leave three points in front of people she doesn't know. In addition, this is the beginning of the dungeon, and it is not good to act rashly without knowing the background.
She looked up at the house number, remembered the name of the store, and waved to it in a good mood.
—Come to play with you next time.
Geng Qinghe and Jian Mingjia noticed her small movements, and couldn't help but mourn for the puppet for two seconds. And Liao Tong was still concentrating on lying on the glass, chilled by the thoughts that came to him one after another.
"Could there be puppets like this in other places," he said, "Isn't this dungeon called "The House of Puppets?"
Among the three people, Geng Qinghe was the most likely to be influenced, and the corresponding picture immediately appeared in his mind, but Lin You also added fuel to the fire and echoed it.
"possible."
"The worst case scenario is that there's no one here, just puppets," she said.
After all, it's called the House of Puppets.
Geng Qinghe: "..."
Don't talk any more! !
"Enter the car, get on the car." Liao Tong kept touching his arm, deceiving himself or others or protecting himself, staying in a closed space with an extra floor can always make people feel more secure—of course, this Whether the behavior itself is safe or not is another matter. "Didn't you say you came to inherit the inheritance? Just go to the house and have a look."
Everyone returned to their seats. It's not easy to find a house in an unfamiliar town, especially without asking directions - I really didn't meet anyone the whole time.
After going around the town several times, they managed to find the detached villa that fit the description on the heritage documents.
"The fastest way to clear the level may be to turn around and go back at the beginning." Geng Qinghe didn't really want to get out of the car, and opened the door slowly. "It's a pity that it will be judged as a passive game..."
"Then the evaluation is D and so on."
Liao Tong took up the conversation: "But it's hard to say, sometimes those ghosts will come to the door by themselves."
"...don't ask me why I know." He complained.
Lin Youxin said that there is no need to ask. Generally speaking, it must be because of her own blood and tears.
The three of them didn't say anything, and Liao Tong didn't mention each other's abilities. Everyone seems to be observing each other in tacit understanding to see if it's reliable, and Lin You guesses that the other party may not be a regular job in the eyes of the public.
There was a key to the front door in the file bag, Lin You took it out and inserted it into the keyhole, and twisted it open smoothly.
Before entering, she pressed the switch on the door.
It's strange, it's a small town with no one, but the electricity is running normally. Lin You watched the chandelier flicker twice, instantly illuminating the foyer, the stairs behind and the living room.
Seeing the interior decoration clearly, Liao Tong couldn't help whistling.
"If it weren't for the weirdness of this town," he joked, "this would be a small fortune."
The house left by Lin You, a distant relative who has never met, occupies a large area, with a total of three floors. A lot of money was spent on the interior decoration, not to mention the furniture, even the wooden boards and tiles on the floor are worth a lot.
"etc."
Jian Mingjia, who has been struggling with the content of this dungeon silently because of childhood shadows, suddenly asked: "What do you think is that?"
The others looked in the direction she pointed, and were suddenly dumbfounded.
At the corner of the stairs, a puppet half the height of a person is leaning there. Its pale green plastic eyes stared unbiasedly toward the door—watching them.
It was wearing a small suit and a red tie. Just like the puppet in the shop, it was obvious at first glance that this puppet was used to perform ventriloquism. The movable jaw and bulging cheeks looked weird.
... Fuck! !
While seeing the whole picture of the puppet clearly, Lin You rushed up to pick it up without anyone else reacting.
The weight of this puppet is not light, even so, she opened the cabinet next to it and stuffed it in.
Jian Mingjia: "This will not be—"
"Well," Lin You replied, "it should be."
Geng Qinghe was still under the visual shock of seeing the puppet, his face almost turned green.
"Ah?" Liao Tong was still confused, seeing the reactions of several people, he was at a loss, "I just don't know what's going on?"
"Have you seen "Dead Silence"?" Jian Mingjia asked, "The movie."
Liao Tong: "...No, I've only heard of it a little bit."
"There was a ventriloquist named Mary Xiao in the last century." Lin You closed the cabinet door and explained, "A ventriloquist, he performed by claiming that his dolls are alive and have souls."
"But during a performance, she was accused by a little boy that he saw her mouth move and said she was a liar. Later, she kidnapped the boy and made him into a puppet. After this incident was revealed, many small towns Residents stormed into her house, cut off her tongue and killed her."
"It's not over."
Jian Mingjia trembled and helped to add.
"Mary Shaw's ghost is back for revenge, possessing more than a hundred puppets of her life. She wants to use this to kill all the participants and their descendants."
"And the one just now," she said, "is her most famous puppet, named Billy—the one she used to perform when she was exposed."
Although I don't know how this small town became the dead city it is now, it must have something to do with Mary Xiao and her puppets.
And, they're still here.
"Be careful of the stare from Mary Shaw."
Lin You recalled thoughtfully.
"She has no children, only dolls. If you see her, don't scream, or she'll rip your mouth open and tear your tongue out."
Liao Tong: "Why is it so bloody?"
"This is a nursery rhyme that spreads in the town in the movie." Lin You said, "In short, no matter what happens, don't scream. This is Mary Xiao's condition for killing."
In other words, the dungeon only needs to scream once to be out.
To tear off the tongue is also a literal meaning. People who were killed by Mary Xiao all looked terrified, their mouths were wide open, but the tongue inside was nowhere to be seen.
"It's human instinct..." Jian Mingjia cried with a sad face, "Hey, I'll try my best."
"We need a division of labor now."
Lin You shook her index finger.
"Send someone to inspect the house and look around."
Since it was an inheritance given to her by name, there must be the most clues in it.
Liao Tong: "Then this group..."
It stands to reason that it must be more dangerous outside, but it's different when there is Mary Shaw's puppet in the house, and God knows what else is hidden here.
"Let's check here," Lin You pointed to herself and Jian Mingjia, "Go out and have a look."
"... Is it all right just you two?" Liao Tong looked at the two girls.
"It's okay." Lin You waved his hand, "Anyway, just remember, don't scream."
Geng Qinghe walked reluctantly, turning around every step he took.
—He really wants to act with the boss.
How safe is it
Lin You just pretended that she didn't see his eyes, and she was still thinking about finding a dead body in the house for Jian Mingjia to make an appraisal.
The living room is connected to the kitchen. Lin You observed carefully and found that there was not much dust on the table and sofa. It seems that the owner of the house—her "distant relative" died not long ago.
"Hey, Youyou, come and see."
Jian Mingjia shouted from the side of the refrigerator: "There is still food here."
Lin You walked over.
It really is.
There are all kinds of vegetables and fruits in the refrigerator. It still looks very fresh, the skin is shiny and moist, and it is obvious that it has not lost much water.
"I'm a little hungry," she said quietly, "I ate instant noodles at home at noon."
"Then dare not eat this."
Jian Mingjia shrugged, "Who knows if they have been tampered with by those puppets. If they add more ingredients, it will be troublesome."
Lin You: "Why don't you go and see if there's anything in the trunk—"
Halfway through the conversation, both of them felt a gust of wind blowing.
It wasn't the air-conditioning coming from the refrigerator in front of him, but the temperature in the entire kitchen was showing a slight downward trend.
When they turned around at the same time, Jian Mingjia covered her mouth for fear of screaming subconsciously.
On the empty dining table just now, the puppet Billy, who should have been locked in the cabinet, was sitting there impressively.
Its pair of plastic eyes seemed to be alive. It stared at Jian Mingjia, then slowly turned to Lin You. The movable wooden jaw "clicked" down, and the mouth grew wide, as if it had opened a very malicious smile.
It opened its mouth with a somewhat dry and high-pitched voice.
"you-"
The puppet only had time to utter the word.
Lin You glanced at the refrigerator and grabbed a handful from it.
She strode forward, and when neither Jian Mingjia nor Mary Xiao, who was attached to Billy, could react, she snapped off the two small peppers she had grabbed and stuffed them into the puppet's big sheet mouth.
He also kindly helped to close his jaw.
Billy: …
Five seconds passed.
Billy: ... ...
Ten seconds passed.
The puppet jumped up from the dining table and fell straight into the pool.