After Jiang Shan's singing sounded, the shadow that was about to hit him didn't move, as if the movie had been paused. Seeing this, Jiang Shan decisively sang harder.
"The blue sky...the little white boat!"
Jiang Shan guessed that this song should be one of the inherent patterns that this "daughter" had during her lifetime. Maybe she had listened to it since she was a child, or someone often hummed it to her when she was growing up.
No matter what, this song has saved Jiang Shan's life now.
"Little, little white boat..." Jiang Shan tried and tugged on his foot that was tied by the black silk thread. The daughter's shadow had no reaction.
But since she can't get rid of the black thread, is she going to keep singing here until the end of time?
Jiang Shan sang over and over while his mind kept trying to think of a solution. Why did this black thread grow from his daughter's body? It's like being born together with your daughter. If, if these shadows were human beings who had been completely eroded, Jiang Shan seemed to be connected by the eroded black matter. She had come into contact with this black matter twice and felt that it was as light as nothing, as if it were real dust. As for the silk thread wrapped around her leg, she grabbed it all the way and felt that its touch was very light. Could it be that this black silk thread evolved from that black substance?
So this is not just a "weapon" for my daughter, it is already a part of her body.
Therefore, Jiang Shan's attempt to untie or disconnect was impossible.
"Mom?" A stiff, electronic mix came from the headset.
Jiang Shan never stopped singing even for a moment, despite the turmoil in his heart. When he should be high-pitched, he would be high-pitched, and when he should be low-pitched, he would be low-pitched.
It seems that this song was often sung to her by her mother, so it has a firm place in her daughter's memory.
Just look at the shadow of his daughter, whose head has never been bumped into, and slowly comes closer, as if snuggling, close to Jiang Shan's chest. Jiang Shan feels that there is a ball of air in his chest, but it is no longer resistance, but Soft and close to her chest.
Jiang Shan's chest rose and fell unconsciously. Anyone in this situation would tremble. The little shadow that almost killed you just now will become as obedient as a kitten. This is because Jiang Shan has completely recognized Jiang Shan as his mother.
There were two broken notes in Jiang Shan's perfect tone, and her mind turned on the acceleration mode. When are children's songs usually sung?
While sleeping.
This is most likely a nursery rhyme that a mother uses to put her daughter to bed every day.
And at this moment, the little shadow lying on the chest, obediently motionless... seems to be confirming something.
So, is it going to "sleep"? Of course the shadow will no longer sleep, but the behavioral patterns will remain.
Jiang Shan then had another bold idea. She deliberately sang lower and lower to test the reaction of the little shadow man on her chest.
The little shadow man remained obedient and did not move at all.
Jiang Shan became bolder, and as the song ended, her last note lengthened, and finally stopped.
Jiang Shan remained motionless, not even daring to express his anger.
The little shadow person on the chest murmured: "Mom..."
Jiang Shan's throat rolled, and he got into the role-playing role. He took another gamble: "Be good. It's time to sleep."
A voice like "Hmm~~~" came from the headset, just like the hum of a child who wants to act coquettishly before going to bed.
At this time, Jiang Shan felt that the force wrapping around her arms disappeared.
After everything has been played, there must be an ending. Jiang Shan boldly opened his hands and slowly hugged the little shadow man on his chest.
Now the air all over the little shadow person's body is soft, as if all the precautions have been removed, Jiang Shan can even gently pick "her" up.
At the same time, Jiang Shan's heart was beating wildly, but she still controlled the strength between her arms with great restraint, as if she was really holding a large baby tenderly. Fortunately, the little shadow man seemed to be really relaxed. It didn't weigh much. Jiang Shan gently laid it flat and rested the back of its head on the stacked books.
The little shadow person didn't move during the whole process. Jiang Shan looked at her facial features that were drawn with ink, and saw that the black hole-like eyes were vaguely covered with a thin layer of "eyelids", and there was only one line left before they would be completely closed.
"Let go of mom." Jiang Shan said the last words of foreshadowing.
She felt that the black silk thread on her feet became looser and looser, and then broke off as if reluctant to let go.
The line shrank back into the little shadow man's body, as if it had never been there.
Jiang Shan looked at the "sleeping" little shadow person, and slowly took a step back, and then another step. She took a breath, and quietly retreated further and further away, bit by bit, until even her sight could not be seen. After it was hard to see the little human-shaped shadow clearly, she turned around and ran away, as if she had been wound up.
Jiang Shan ran wildly in the dark bookshelf, but she made almost no sound, like a quiet and fast cat, and her direction did not mess up. She ran towards the atrium with a clear goal. The humanoid shadow took her downstairs. place.
The last fight between the two fathers and daughters took place near that place. Jiang Shan wanted to find his defeated father as soon as possible. The children's song on the radio just now was obviously written by Dad. At least in this dangerous and unpredictable library, Dad should be a relatively reliable party.
Sure enough, whether it is a human or any living thing, if it is willing to obey the rules, it will make people feel very trustworthy!
In human society, there are only two places for lunatics who do not follow the rules, one is in prison, and the other is in a mental hospital.
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A faint buzz came from the radio again, as if pointing the direction to Jiang Shan.
Jiang Shan immediately took out the radio and stood in the darkness, panting. She turned the radio in four directions.
As we turned east, the sizzling noise became noticeably louder.
found it! Jiang Shan immediately rushed in the direction of the guide. After passing through countless rows of bookshelves, Jiang Shan suddenly braked and saw a "person" sitting in an oblique corner in front of her.
Jiang Shan slowed down and leaned over. At the same time, the sound of the radio stopped. It was more like the sound of a person trying his best when he was weak.
The humanoid shadow assumes the posture of a human being slumped on the ground. At the same time, his head "droops" down, and his long arms hang feebly beside him, like a "black snake" that has lost its vitality.
Jiang Shan didn't know what to say, "Mr. Shadow?" After getting closer and seeing the "familiar" facial features of the humanoid shadow, Jiang Shan had mixed feelings for a while.
But the humanoid shadow remained motionless, maintaining a lifeless aura, and even failed to raise its drooped "head".
Jiang Shan thought that this kind of creature that had turned into a shadow would not "die" again, but when she looked at the "human figures" in front of her, she felt a chill from the bottom of her heart.
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