There is a carpenter's shop at the entrance of the alley. There are a lot of abandoned old furniture and wood ready for work in the alley. Unfortunately, they cannot be used in a short time. The sudden heavy rain soaked everything in the town.
Jiang Yingbai took the girl to the wood against the wall in two steps, lowered his eyes to observe the girl's every expression, and rubbed the painting with his two fingers.
In the silent night, the girl could only hear her own heartbeat. She had never encountered anything like this before, which made her countless times more nervous than usual.
Who would be out and about in the middle of the night?
Could it be that person?
Recalling the look in his eyes, she shuddered, and Jiang Yingbai raised his hand to her shoulder.
She was trying to prevent herself from screaming. The sensitive girl immediately guessed what Jiang Yingbai meant.
The girl couldn't help but think that she was really a waste and always brought trouble to others.
The footsteps on the street got closer and closer, and the girl's figure disappeared. She returned to the painting, and Jiang Yingbai immediately put the painting into the system.
A figure burst into view. She was wearing white clothes and stood out in the dark. Her limbs were extremely unnatural and she walked straight on the road. Every movement seemed very stiff, as if she was being manipulated by a new puppeteer.
Jiang Yingbai took a closer look, wasn't that the girl's mother? Why was she here? She seemed to be controlled.
Without much hesitation, Jiang Yingbai summoned his clone and followed the woman.
Although the woman's movements were strange, her speed was not slow. She quickly led Jiang Yingbai across half the street. As he followed, Jiang Yingbai became more and more certain that the woman was being controlled. Every movement she made was the same, and the distance she took with each step was the same. .
She paused slightly as she followed Jiang Yingbai, and saw several white shadows flying in the air in the dim environment. She squinted her eyes for a long time and couldn't see clearly what the white shadows were, but she remembered that there was a square in front of her.
The woman's pace did not change and she quickly walked into the square. Jiang Yingbai hurriedly hid at the entrance of the alley. When she raised her eyes, she finally saw what was in the square clearly.
Thin, pure white, the same paper figure.
There are several paintings on the ground at the main entrance of the square.
The first painting is a dense jungle. In the painting, dozens of paper figures are cutting down trees. Outside the painting, a row of paper figures walk toward the painting. They jump into the painting in groups of two. In less than five seconds, they carry the wood and leave the painting. Get out.
The second picture is a warehouse, and the third picture is a mountain of bricks. There are also many paper figures moving things inside and outside the painting.
Two people each carried a piece of wood and walked towards the square. In the middle of the square there was a piece of wood as high as a hill and two mountains of bricks.
A few rays of light emitted from the ground covered by wood, which was a magic circle.
At the foot of the mountain of wood, a group of two paper figures sawed the tree with a long saw.
Dozens of paper figures nearby were mixing cement. In the middle of the square, hundreds of paper figures were flying in the air, placing cement-smeared bricks together. It was obvious that they were building a house.
Jiang Yingbai could only see clearly the paper figures on the square in front of her. She didn't know what was on the ground at the main entrance of the square, but she had a rough guess.
"Is it some kind of prop that can make things? Or is it a space prop filled with things, or is it a portal?"
She let out a breath, hoping it was the last one, if it was the first two...
It's hard to imagine that there is such a dangerous person in the dark.
Of course, what she should be thinking about most now is who that person is, Julian, or the player who is causing havoc in the town these days.
She stopped thinking and stared at the woman's back. The woman walked straight towards the pile of paper figures. No one paid attention to her. Jiang Yingbai was about to step forward when a strong uneasiness emerged in his heart.
A question comes to mind, what is the purpose of a woman?
She hesitated for two seconds and followed. She wouldn't die anyway. Gains often come with dangers. If you want to move forward, you must take risks.
The woman led Jiang Yingbai towards the three paintings. Only when the distance was closer, Jiang Yingbai could see what was on the ground clearly, and the woman lowered her body to get the paintings.
Jiang Yingbai made a move, turned around and ran away.
The woman looked at her running back and smiled. At that moment, all the paper figures stopped what they were doing and looked at Jiang Yingbai's back.
She was fooled. The woman was not controlled at all. She deliberately led herself here and got rid of herself with the help of paper figures.
At that moment, Jiang Yingbai figured out a lot of things. The owner of the three paintings was the same person who killed Laura, and that person's ability was related to the paintings.
There were electric lights in the warehouse, so the man couldn't be Julian, but he was working with Julian.
The magic circle on the ground can eliminate the sound. If the woman cooperates with the man, the paper man will not hurt her.
The woman rolled up the painting, threw it, caught it, and looked in her direction through countless paper figures. In less than half a minute, Jiang Yingbai's back disappeared in the night.
There was a cold flash in the woman's eyes, "Why are you investigating? Why are you taking away my child? Why are you preventing me from resurrecting my child? For the sake of my child, please die."
The cold wind blew at the corners of her clothes, and she shrank, it was so cold.
A somewhat decadent voice came from behind, "What else could it be, profit?"
The woman shuddered, her eyes were full of panic, her mouth was slightly opened, as if she was screaming something silently, she was obviously frightened, and the painting fell to the ground and rolled around a few times.
A pale, bony hand picked up the painting on the ground.
"It's not a polite thing to throw the fruits of other people's work to the ground easily. If you met me, if it were anyone else, these few seconds would be enough to kill you eight hundred times."
The woman staggered back several steps and looked at the speaker, "You..."
The man raised his head and glanced at her. He wore black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. His long bangs blocked most of his face, leaving only his dark lips hanging open, as if he was malnourished due to not eating for several years.
He has a thin figure and wears cheap clothes that can only be bought at street stalls for tens of yuan. His whole body exudes an aura of decadence and cheapness.
"Haha," the man sneered twice and said what the woman was thinking, "Who am I?"
The woman took a few steps back again.
He put the painting back in its place, and the paper figures who chased him stopped one after another, and returned to the square after two seconds, "Who am I, does it matter? You won't know me even if I tell you, people like you will always know me. ."
The woman didn't understand what he was talking about, and her intuition told her that this man was very dangerous, and she should run away immediately, but in her heart, her daughter's safety was more important than anything else, and the painting could not return to its original position before the magician died.
The woman flew toward the painting, and two paper figures crawled out of the painting and grabbed her arms instantly.
Another gust of cold wind blew by, and the woman grinned and saw the man's face clearly. He had a pair of dead fish eyes, as if he had worked overtime for several years. Coupled with his slightly hunched back and pale skin, he had no energy at all.
The woman was so shocked that she couldn't say a complete sentence, "You..."
He smiled mockingly and once again spoke the woman's heart, "What do I want to do?"
"You guys like to ask, 'Who are you, what do you want to do, why do you know me, why are you here,' that kind of bullshit."
As he spoke, he suddenly laughed out loud, and his thin body seemed to fall apart. His laughter was extremely scary in the night.
Suddenly, he suddenly grabbed the woman's throat, lifted her into the air, and spoke in a very cold tone.
"Hey, open your eyes and see clearly. I'll strangle you to death. It's easier than breathing. When I appear behind you, you should be as desperate as that person and run away like that person instead of just standing there and following me." Talk nonsense.”
The veins on the back of his hands popped out. It was hard to imagine that such a thin person could burst out with such powerful power. "You think I won't kill you?"
The woman's face turned red and she couldn't say a word. When she was about to suffocate to death, he suddenly let go of his hand and said playful words from above his head, "Hey, I really won't kill you just yet."
"So get out of here, do you understand?"
