For a moment, Lin Sanjiu almost thought that the doll was crazy.

I heard that a person has been suffering from hatred for a long time, and his brain will be somewhat abnormal. But she opened her mouth several times, but she could not even make a sound of formation. She could not ask the "torrent of time" effect. There is still a long time left, and I can’t ask you what it means to be sent away.

Between her unconsciously, she has already matured to such an extent.

Lin Sanjiu couldn't speak, and Bohemia didn't dare to speak. The air was quiet for a while, and the doll teacher suddenly turned to the next corner with her eyes and swept over her.

"Don't misunderstand," he smiled sullenly. "[The torrent of time] will make people die and die, but it doesn't mean that you can really live in peace. This is just its assumption."

This sentence fell into the ears of Lin San wine, she did not react for a while. When the subtext of it slowly settled down, she finally understood, and I did not know where it came from a sudden burst of strength, and suddenly raised her head: "You - you say so, it means --"

The puppet teacher turned and walked between the trees, and there was no meaning for stopping. He blinked away, and his voice was still clear: "Your person's luck is like dog urine. Once lucky, you can smoke people."

This, this means that the [torrent of time] effect is over, right? If she is struggling to die, the doll is too happy to come, and she will not say "this does not mean that you will be safe to the old".

"Help... help me," I don't know if it is a psychological effect, or the body is gradually rejuvenating, and Lin San wine has the strength to speak.

Bohemia didn’t hear it at first, but was busy groping her hair and cheeks; until her fingers were hooked by golden brown long curly hair, it was a heavy sigh of relief, and I looked around and hurriedly reached out. Lin Sanjiu pulled up from the ground.

When Lin San’s wine fell on the ground, he had to rely on the strength of others to stand up; but when her feet were firm, her back could be straightened, and the wrinkles and spots were opened by the smooth and full skin. It is also as clear as water washing.

Only one line, the two of them almost fell into the dead on the ground -

Just now, Lin San’s wine was just not happy when he died. Now that energy and strength have returned to the body, she is as full of fuel as she is, and she can’t help but think of it. The puppet teacher did not mean to kill her, but she would never have to pay more attention to her safety. These are actually indifferent, but Bohemia has been affected by her, and she is still in danger. Several times.

"You are waiting for me here," she whispered to Bohemia. "When I didn't ask you to pass, you don't want to go."

"What are you doing again?" Just as she was moving to go, Bohemia suddenly grabbed her backhand: "Do you still want to catch up?"

Lin San Liquor is actually not sure what he wants to do - she hesitated for a few seconds and replied: "I... I will talk to him."

She also knows that this is similar to an idiotic dream.

"I really can't understand you," Bohemia looked at the distant figure and whispered eagerly: "Even if you want him to be alive, what role can you play by his side? I think he has more You may be mad at the first step. Besides, why do you feel uncomfortable? You know that the doll is a big man, that's what it is. If you don't leave, you should be mentally prepared."

Lin Sanjiu had a glimpse of it, and he couldn’t answer anything at the time.

"Let's go," Bohemia stretched out her hand, and the golden brown eyes shone with the bright sunshine at noon: "... After all, aren't we still dead? I still know what I looked like in the last life. Maybe it's a clue."

When she was so upset, when the two of them re-attached the puppeteer outside the woods, Lin Sanjiu was able to suppress his own fire. She didn't look at Bohemian's round eyes, only to catch up a few steps, and asked in the low voice behind the black shadow: "When you use [the torrent of time], don't you look at our position?"

"you are pretty?"

With only four words, she can rekindle her anger. Lin Sanjiu deliberately made the sound pressure lower and flatter, so as to avoid emotional out of control: "...If you want to repent, you will kill me in a big way. I am sure I will not run. But my friend should not be subject to it. Implicated."

If the puppet teacher suddenly turns around and blows her out, or sneers at her so-called friendship, even if the action shows that he doesn't care what she said, she won't be surprised - but these He did not do anything.

He didn't even turn his head.

The black hair that was bright and neat and combed to the back of the head, in the pale complexion, seemed to be as scary as the thick ink.

In the slight, rhythmic leather creaking, Lin Sanshui held his breath and followed him for a while, finally finally heard the words he was almost inaudible.

"you can go now."

After a pause, he said it again and still didn't look back: "You said that you have to help me find the palace. Now you have brought me a big witch, this promise has been realized. You can go, take Your miscellaneous fish will roll away."

Lin Sanjiu did not expect such a reaction. She slowed down and whispered, "...when he came, would you like to see him alone?"

"I don't know how to live a busy person. I welcome you to continue."

"Because... Palace Road is very dangerous? You don't want us to get involved?"

"You are a passionate genius."

Lin Sanjiu bit his lip, just want to ask another question, "Would you hurt?" This suddenly reacted - she thought that the cat doctor waited for them outside the forest, but now they are walking between the hills. It took a while, but there was no shadow of a cat doctor.

"I didn't say it," said the doll, coolly. "...I have been sent away once. Didn't you find that my doll is gone?"

"Wait," Lin Sanshui’s thoughts were returned to this question, and he was busy calling Bohemian closer: "Are you sent away?"

This is totally unreasonable. It is impossible for him to go back to another planet in space in a short time and come back. "Being sent away means you are not here...but since you are still here, how did you send it back and come back...so, the cat doctor..."

"I smell a bit of burnt... I burned my brain?"

When she lived a knife in the language, Bohemia also rushed up, still a solid look. The doll teacher slammed the steps and turned slightly. Fortunately, Lin Sanjiu stopped in time and did not hit it.

"...you really don't go?"

He still didn't look at the two of them, and his eyes fell far between the mountains and the fields. The blue lines float under his foggy white skin, and it looks like the sun is a little stronger, and he will simmer and disappear at any time.

Lin Sanjiu thought about it. Bohemian around her eyebrows for a long time, the meaning is obviously very clear, but she only did not see: "I ... I think a lot of companions on the road, there is a good care is not good."

The puppet teacher quieted for a long while, turned his head again, picked up the speed again, and walked toward the front. The plains did not know when it slowly faded out. The fields on which the roads run through the fields began, and the traces of humanity are about to reappear in front of us.

"You will go."

No matter what he said, Lin Sanjiu is a slap in the face. She decides when she will leave, and she does not intend to listen to what others tell her. But this pride can only be turned around in the stomach, and I know it is enough.

"So, what is the delivery of what you said? Where is the cat doctor?"

"Look at the roads and farmland in the distance." The puppet teacher asked as he walked, although the tone was calm, but the speed was so fast that both of them were a little breathless: "What do you think is missing?"

What is missing?

Lin Sanshui looked up and thought that the human area that was getting closer and closer seemed to be normal: telephone poles, street lamps, highways, street signs, fruit trees that could not be seen, and large advertisements by the roadside. brand……

"Yes...less people?" she asked tentatively.

Bohemia heard the words, squirting from the nose: "If you can see people anywhere, you will not be called the end of the world. Not to mention you are still so far away."

"Your dullness is amazing." The doll teacher raised his hand gently and compared it on the distant road: "I didn't find it? Then there isn't even a mushroom in a large area."

“Really!” Bohemia couldn’t help but whispered, “Is the adult aware of the autumn – this area of ​​human development should not be a mushroom society? The ants don’t live in the city. Is it true? Say, there are human societies that don’t depend on both sides?"

"No." The dollist waved his hand and prevented the two from moving on. "Stop on the side of the road, don't go up."

The problem of Lin Sanjiu’s stomach was only ridiculous when asked, but he did not say a word, as the puppet teacher stopped on a **** hundreds of meters outside the road.

"[The torrent of time] should be a by-product of the Great Flood."

When he took a mouth, he was shocked by Lin Sanshui. “The big floods disrupted the law of transmission. I threw me to the next world in less than fourteen months. I got [the torrent of time] because of the sudden flooding. When the transmission happened, I was The person who followed several ant nests came all the way, crossed the **** and got on the road... Then, the ants of the ants’ nests turned back and went back. I followed the road for a while, wondering if they came. What is the purpose of a trip, a bow, and found that my body is gradually disappearing."

This is indeed the performance of the transmission - Lin San wine could not help but ask: "Where did you send it?"

"Eatable truth." The puppet teacher seems to be very uncomfortable to say so much to her. When she listens carefully, she can distinguish the vague irritability: "...I was sent back to the edible truth."

"Impossible," her first reaction was these words. Looking at Bohemia again, it is obviously the same mind: "You can't transfer from the same world to the same world, because this is not called transmission at all. Even the big flood, -"

"Who said that it is the same world?" The ice-knife-like voice cut off what she had not finished. The puppet teacher glanced at the distant road and the direction of the road, and smiled coldly: "...the road is another doomsday world. I accidentally crossed the other end of the world, the flood The attack has sent me back. Now, is your brain burnt?"