Chapter 1281 Puppet Country [2]

On the gate, there was also a similar You Epiphyllum flashing light, and then the gate opened to both sides.

Another world appeared in Zhongkui's sight.

In this world... there are many people, they are standing in a long corridor, neatly arranged, but all of them are expressionless.

Most of them are made of wood, but they all have carved facial features, which look like real people.

This corridor is very long, with hundreds of huge black stone pillars standing on both sides, the dome is curved, and there is something shimmering, which seems to be some kind of pattern.

But since there is no fire here, nothing can be seen clearly.

After walking out of the tunnel, there is a blue lake with an extremely open space. The ice and snow above the head are crystal clear, reflecting in the lake, which is why the lake is so clear and blue.

There is a long channel in the middle of the lake, carved out of white jade, winding like a white snake in the lake.

They walked through the white jade passage, and on the other side of the lake was a stone city.

The stone city built by white jade is built along the upward ice and snow mountain, just like the city in the sky in mythology, and the high place seems to be floating on the clouds.

If she had come here at other times, Zhongkui would have sighed: There is such a beautiful place in the world, it seems like the place where the gods lived in the fairy tales she read at that time.

Tan Jiu walked in, and several wooden puppets came up to him silently, opening one after another stone gates in the stone city for him.

This is a very large city, built in the middle of a huge snow-capped mountain. Apart from these walking wooden puppets, there are only two flesh-and-blood people, she and Tan Jiu.

The entire Stone City was silent, except for their footsteps, there was no sound.

This feeling is a bit indescribably terrifying, and the empty echoes fill every corner of Stone City, as if it is a ghost whispering in the dark.

Was Tan Jiu born here?

"Where is this?" Zhongkui couldn't help asking.

"Puppet country." Tan Jiu said.

Chongkui looked at the lifeless wooden puppets and asked, "Who will control them?"

Tan Jiu paused, shook his head and said, "I don't know, they were here when I was born."

In this puppet country, there are countless puppets, and it is unknown how many puppet masters worked hard.

Those puppets are just a group of unemotional guys, they can't think, they can't doubt, they just act with the power they don't know where to get it.

Countless stone doors opened, and Tan Jiu led her into a room with a high dome that directly opened to the sky outside.

He put her on a bed of cold ice and took a slow step back.

The back was full of coolness, and Zhongkui looked at her puzzled: "What are you going to do?"

Tan Jiu tilted his head and looked at her, his gray eyes reflected the color of ice and snow, which seemed to be a melancholy water blue.

"Xiaokui..." he murmured, "Do you hate puppets?"

"I don't hate it." Zhongkui said, he is a puppet, and she never hated him.

"Then why don't you want to be a puppet?"

Zhongkui was taken aback, and said, "Because puppets are always bound by people, I don't want to be bound by people."

"Kill the person who made you a puppet, and you will be free, and no one will restrain you." After Tan Jiu finished speaking, he added, "It's like I killed the old man."

(End of this chapter)

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