Once upon a time, there was an old grandfather who traveled around when he was young. Now that he is old, he settled down in a small village. He adopted some children and fed some found animals. The old man knew a lot. Every night before dinner, he would tell a story to the children and animals, or perform a trick, or dance an exotic dance that no one had ever seen before. In this small closed village, the old grandfather became the only person who was good at bringing laughter and was respected by children and adults.
However, the old man is getting older after all. Gradually, he can no longer jump and his fingers are no longer so flexible. Only those stories are left to tell the children. But even so, the grateful villagers still respect him for everything he has done. One day, the oldest child adopted by the grandfather bravely stood up, told the children a story in immature and stumbling words, and performed a clumsy magic trick. He received some encouraging applause, but he could tell people weren't laughing.
Grandpa is getting old, someone should take over his duties. Just like a child in a village inherits the family's fields, anvils and looms. The child ran to ask his grandfather how he could be as good as his grandfather and bring laughter to everyone.
The old man said that magic can be taught, stories can be taught, and he also has picture books on dance and the like. But these are not the basis for laughter. Only knowledge and experience can make people know how to make people happy. If he wants to laugh, he needs to go out and experience like he did when he was young.
The child learns the grandfather's knowledge first, and he cannot leave yet. It wasn't until a few years later that the old man passed away peacefully. The village held what could be called a grand funeral for the old man, and then the child told everyone his plan.
To his surprise, it was not only him who had similar thoughts, but also several older children adopted by the same grandfather. Based on the idea that it would be better to have companions, these children packed their bags and set off with the small animals they had raised since childhood.
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"Captain! You can't fall down like this. We are still waiting for you to bring more laughter and happiness!"
Li Wenyue covered her forehead and opened her eyes. A stream of blood and a foul smell rushed into her nose. She saw Tang Haiyao standing next to him, trembling, and the clown who had half of his body covered in blood yet to be cleaned.
She fainted after hearing the weird voice. When she woke up, she found that she had returned to a small room inside the tent. In addition to the clown, she could vaguely see other circus members behind her. There was the sound of crunching bones outside, and the circus had ended. Those people might have become circus bait, but I didn't know what the Taoist priest's condition was.
However, she already had news about the circus in her mind. The horror of this circus made her feel slightly chilly - these ghosts were already connected with her existence. She obtained the position of circus leader. Immortal, ghosts and monsters are immortal.
But the leader... is also bait. This circus exists for "laughter", and all members exist in the world by accumulating laughter. As for this "laughter", it can only be obtained through performances. It was not something spooky like ghosts, but something that belonged exclusively to the circus. Li Wenyue guessed that it was related to the birth of the circus. Unfortunately, the story that appeared in her mind during her coma was just the beginning.
Fortunately, she was mentally prepared, and it only took a few minutes for her to calm down and look at the clown.
"Have you collected enough laughter today?"
"The grand performance has come to an end! Sir, our leader! We treat your friends as distinguished guests! But there was a little problem at the end of the performance... Since you are back, leader, I will naturally leave it to you. Let’s decide!”
Li Wenyue stood up, and at this time, the lobster lady respectfully brought over a dark red suit.
The clown screamed: "Captain! We are here to bring laughter, but you are the face of the circus! You must maintain your dignity! Let the lob lady change your clothes for you!"
"I see……"
After changing their clothes, Li Wenyue and Tang Haiyao followed the clown out of the tent.
The outside had been cleaned, not even a bit of flesh and blood was left, which made Li Wenyue feel a little relieved. Then, she saw the Taoist priest tied to a wooden stake standing in the center of the field, and the Rusty Knight stood silently beside him holding a rusty long sword.
This Taoist priest was obviously trying to sabotage the circus performance, but he was not as powerful as these ghosts. There were some blood stains on his face and his clothes were in tatters, but his eyes were still sharp. After Li Wenyue walked out, he was obviously surprised. A look of resentment appeared on his face: "I didn't recognize you! The leader of the ghosts!"
"I?"
"What else do you want to pretend to be? You finally stop hiding your ghostly aura? I'm lucky enough to save you, but I didn't expect it to be a series of traps!"
Li Wenyue took a deep breath, ghost energy? Own? It seems that becoming the leader of the group means that he has certain ghost characteristics?
"Joker, do you know his origin?"
"The bad guy who ruined the show! He is very powerful! The Rust Knight and the Barrel Dwarf teamed up to subdue him! Our lion friend even had two of his teeth knocked out by him!"
"Wen Yue...are we..." Tang Haiyao asked timidly.
But Li Wenyue remained silent.
"We won't let you monsters go! You..."
"The show is over, clown." Li Wenyue interrupted the Taoist priest. Amid the clown's shrill laughter, the Taoist priest could no longer speak. His mouth seemed to be pulled by some invisible hand, and he was forcefully opened up and down. As the corner of his mouth was torn, the Taoist priest's blood spurted out, staining the ground red. , followed by a sound of bones breaking and shattering - the clown broke off half of the Taoist priest's head.
Li Wenyue closed her eyes, turned around, and said, "We are not the Taoist side now. Tang Haiyao, do you want to leave? You can leave here and treat me as dead."
"I...I..." Tang Haiyao was so frightened that she couldn't speak. Li Wenyue finally shook his head and ordered Miss Lobby to send Tang Haiyao out of the tent.
The grand performance of the poker circus has come to an end.
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"Xue Qiaodi has completely inherited my setting about the circus, and made some additions on this basis." Lu Ning frowned, "It's strange, isn't it? Before this, Xue Qiaodi and I had never done anything about it. Communication on settings.”
"I'm afraid it's the 'President''s fault." Chen Hang said.
Yan Zidan noticed another detail: "Li Wenyue, you and Tang Haiyao are also separated here... Although the situation is completely different, the result is the same. You were together before, right?"
"If it weren't for Tang Haiyao's chance encounter with Chen Hang and Zhou Shilan, it would indeed be the two of us." Lu Ning nodded, "If you think this is also a reflection of the article into reality, I won't object."
"I won't be scared like that!" Tang Haiyao shouted in the phone video, "I believe Wen Yue! Didn't Zhang Xinqing also get the position of circus leader? She didn't really become a crazy person!"
"You don't know about the story." Lu Ning waved her hand, "Anyway, our story line is continuing. Do you want to follow this line and write it?"
"No, I plan to use some Bai Li lines, that is Fang Zhijie's." Tang Haiyao said, "I thought about it for a while, and besides the circus, another dangerous situation we encountered was Bai Li. I wanted to use this line Lay it out.”
"So after the strange guy who helped Fang Zhijie prepare for Bai Li has been laid out in the previous article, how do you plan to extend this part?" Zhou Shilan asked.
"My idea is to refer to the white ceremony we encountered, but change the execution form and make some changes in the process. According to what you said, we can't change the tone of the horror story, so let the horror happen where we need it .”
"for example?"
"Anyway, this Baili has been adjusted, and Fang Zhijie started it in the central Gengwu City, so I will expand the scope of Baili's influence to the entire surrounding Gengwu City, draw from these places we know, and let the ten places become How about making ten separate ghost stories, and then connecting them together to lead the clues directly to the president...that ghost?"
"It's too big." Lu Ning shook her head, "You can't finish it within your own space. Although there is no upper limit on the number of words, your purpose is too obvious and it will be difficult to pass the review."
"Uh...really?"
"Just take the first step, which is the overall setting of Bai Li's range. If possible, try to send it out in the early morning tomorrow to delay the time. Let the first round end later."
"Wen Yue, do you think what will happen after the first round?" Yan Zidan asked.
"I'm afraid there's only one round." Lu Ning frowned, "The thing I asked Zhang Xinqing to help me check before was a bit weird. I'm worried that there is something else that we haven't considered clearly. Although people are dying now, this kind of movement... …It always felt too small.”
"Is this still young?"
"If you look at the descriptions on those apps yourself, the only thing that is missing is the extinction of humanity. I always feel that the ghost president is so elusive that the only way to do it is to let us create ghosts in the story."
At this time, everyone found a KTV private room. After all, the Qian family could no longer go back, so they must be staying on Dadong Road tonight. On the one hand, we have to wait for the information about Pi Er, and on the other hand, we have to meet with the newly recruited Taoist priest from Chen Hang's family tomorrow to discuss it.
At this moment, the door opened and Qian Yipeng, who had just gone to the bathroom, walked in quickly with something wrong in his expression: "Everyone, I seemed to have seen my cousin just now."
"Qian Yirong?" Everyone reacted immediately.
"That's right. Although I don't know him very well, we have met him several times during the holidays, so I shouldn't admit his mistake. It would be understandable if he was kidnapped by someone, but now he can obviously move freely!"
"Want to chase?" Lu Ning asked.
"Of course. I'm just saying, whether you want to be with me or not, I have to follow him and at least find out where he lives!" Qian Yipeng gritted his teeth and said, "This suspicious guy! "
"We definitely have to find out. If he is not the victim, the possibility of him being the murderer or an accomplice is greatly increased." Lu Ning stood up, "Everyone, I think if there are too many of us, we may be more conspicuous if we are following him."
"How do you say it?" Chen Hang asked.
"One group walks, and the other group drives with the tracker carried by the person following on foot. If the target is in a vehicle, change the driving group to track." Lu Ning looked at it, "Both teams must ensure some combat effectiveness. … Qian Yipeng and I walked, and the rest of us took the car.”
"No problem, I'll drive and make sure he can't go anywhere!"
Everyone hurried out, Qian Yipeng took out a small purple light, and soon found a bright light on a relatively dark wall.
"Where did you meet him?" Lu Ning knelt down and looked at a bit of fluorescent paint on the ground.
"When I came back, I saw a man in a box. He seemed to be preparing to leave, but he kept his back to the door, so I couldn't see his face. So I painted some fluorescent paint on the doorknob and the floor at the door. As long as he touched it, If you get on it, it will leave a mark.”
"I hope it's not a staff member or something..." Lu Ning muttered and followed.
It's eight or nine o'clock in the evening, and Dadong Road is very busy, but Qian Yirong seems to be looking for places where there are no people around. It's easy to find traces in such places. Lu Ning and Qian Yipeng tried to walk as slowly as possible, but they were still very fast, and they caught up with Qian Yirong at the corner of a back street.
He was wearing a black cotton-padded jacket and no hat. He looked quite similar to Lu Ning in his impression, but he still only had a back view. Qian Yipeng restrained himself at this time and calmly watched Qian Yirong's whereabouts.
Finally, at a shabby express hotel in this back street, Qian Yirong walked in. Lu Ning pulled up her collar to cover half of her face and walked over. Qian Yipeng followed suit.
The only person in the hotel was an old man with an unshaven beard. He even smiled obscenely when he saw Lu Ning and Qian Yipeng. On the contrary, Lu Ning was very satisfied. It was easy to deal with a small person with no bottom line - such as money.
The old man smiled and grabbed the stack of bills on the table, counted them with saliva, and then whispered: "I don't care if you want to seek revenge and fight, but if you damage something in the hotel, you will have to pay for it."
Qian Yipeng's eyes widened slightly. Why should a hotel be treated like this? And what was that money just now? Asking for news?
"Don't give me the lion's mouth. I'll pay you a thousand yuan. If you don't spend enough, the extra money will be yours. Tell me now!" Lu Ning said in a low voice. At the same time, she patted the counter with her arm. It was obvious that there was something in her sleeve. The sound of something hard.
The old man understood instantly and pointed downwards with a grin: "Underground, they have taken all the keys. I don't have any extra keys for you."
What an old guy talking nonsense, Lu Ning doesn't believe that this old man doesn't have a master key in his hand.
