Mystery: Paradox Path

The nights in Backlund are always deeper than other places. Under the night shrouded in dense fog, a ghost-like figure floats quietly on the streets of the southern area of ​​the bridge.

There is no nightlife in the slow pace of life in the southern area of ​​the bridge. There are only dim yellow lights from the night, indicating that there are still people living in the room.

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The figure just stepped on the dim yellow brought by the street lights, and came all the way to Hewan Avenue. Looking at the house without the slightest light in front of him, the whole body seemed to melt, and it flowed into the lonely room along the gap of the gate. in the residential building.

At this time, this one-family villa in the Hilton area may require ten pounds of monthly rent to be eligible to live. It seems that the valuable furniture has fallen into a layer of floating ash, and the tables and chairs made of precious wood are messy. placed against the wall, as if just to keep them out of the way.

The dust on the ground is not thick, and it shouldn't be too long since the owner of this house left, but there are many items that seem to be of value that have not been taken away, which seems to indicate that the owner is in a hurry to leave.

The flowing figure returned to the appearance of a human, walking and watching, all the way to the second floor, after pushing open the doors, finally revealed the darkened bedroom because of the dim yellow street lights outside the window.

The dolls, big or small, from a carefully planned perspective, gave people the feeling of looking at the people outside the door at the same time. Even if he had already prepared, he was still startled by the scenery in front of him. .

"Art!" The figure walked past each doll in turn, looking at the life-sized girl in a gorgeous lace dress, looking at the slap-sized heroic female knight in silver full-body armor, her face A wicked smile appeared.

Then, he took out a monocle and put it over his left eye.

A faint steam rose from the top of the man's head, and the dark shadow covering his body gradually faded away. , The dolls that had been carefully taken care of, but now had a thin layer of dust, also disappeared one by one - disappeared into a wide door that opened out of thin air at an unknown time.

When the last puppet completely disappeared from the room, and all the ink on the figure faded away, he sat on the bed that had been left unattended for half a month. The stove, in such a grand manner, ignited a fire.

The scorching flames reflected Snow's handsome face. He took out lumps of clay from the door of light, rubbed it, plasticized it, and then slowly transformed it into the shape he wanted in the furnace built with the characteristics of an arsonist. .

About half an hour later, a puppet girl in a black and white Gothic dress was placed in the most conspicuous position in the room.

She has long silver hair that exudes a metallic luster but full of vitality, and her blood-red eyes are shining like gems.

The body is obviously made of clay, but it has a delicate touch like skin, and the slightly fair complexion gives a feeling of weakness and slenderness.

Decorated with ribbons, roses, reverse crosses, and black feathers, this doll looks rebellious and luxurious, as if the queen of the night is looking at the subjects in front of her.

Snow returned to the door, glanced into the room, returned to the table again, and readjusted the doll's posture and expression, then nodded with satisfaction, and took out the glass that had been prepared. The board built a small display cabinet, and attached a spiritual wall to it, covering the doll inside.

When all this was done, Snow took out a piece of letter paper and placed it on the table. With the trembling of his fingertips, lines of words appeared on the letter paper—

"Dear Mr. Emlyn White"

"Hello."

"I heard that Mr. is fond of puppet art, and I yearn for it. I wanted to discuss something with you, but unfortunately it seems to be a step late, and your house is already empty."

"I was afraid that something would happen to Mr., so I investigated one or two, but found that there are a lot of dolls left here."

"Because I couldn't bear the pain of falling ashes, I took the liberty to clean it up. During the process, I found that every puppet had been carefully maintained. It is speculated that this is Mr.'s favorite thing, and there are many in the room. The traces of leaving in a hurry, must not have been intentionally abandoned by Mr.

"In order to prevent the collection that Mr. cherished from being dusted, I will temporarily keep it for the next time. When Mr. returns, I will return it completely."

"As a mortgage, I left one of my own as a mortgage."

"Your friend, Snow, sincere."

After writing the signature, Snow stretched out his right hand and gently pressed the ring on his index finger to the signature position. When his hand was raised again, the piece of paper seemed to weigh a thousand pounds~www. wuxiamtl.com~ was firmly pressed on the desk by the delicate crown of the crown.

After doing all this, Snow put all the things he brought into the door of light. After taking a last look at the puppet on the table, he lifted his foot and walked into the door of light. The next moment, he returned again. A home you are familiar with.

...

[Really making foul language]!

Sensing Snow's return, Heavenly Manufacturing immediately became noisy. Fortunately, Snow's mansion was always shrouded in [Anzhiyu], so that its sound would not scare the surrounding neighbors.

Snow first took three small dried fish for Lily, who was helping to maintain the Summoning Gate, and then placed the scattered dolls in the room one by one, and then walked in the direction where the real babble came from.

Feeling the agitation of the real evil spirit, he picked up the Made in Heaven that was inserted upside down beside the phonograph, gently stroked the pink eye on its chest, and said in a somewhat helpless tone: "Don't make trouble, I'm always busy before and after. For you, why are you angry?"

[Really making foul language].

The tone of the real evil spirit was still a bit intense, but Snow rolled his eyes and said in a truthful tone:

"That's to be attractive enough, don't you think it's weird about male dolls? Which doll shop have you seen that sells male dolls?"

【Real raving】......

The voice of the real evil spirit gradually became quieter, and from the original state full of foul language, it returned to a noisy and incomprehensible babble. Snow saw this and laughed, and walked to the basement while squinting his eyes and said:

"It's good to know, first cut it into a necromancer, this will have to be returned in two days, while we can grab some more spirits now, we still have nine rings, six dolls, three arrows and twenty-two An earring to do..."

[Really making foul language]! ! !