All the dolls in the castle had green eyes; the only way to avoid looking at them was to close your eyes.
Nursery rhymes don't need to be listened to, nor do they need to be deciphered.
As for that mother's son, he must have been turned into a puppet.
Or perhaps, all the puppets in this castle are actually people in disguise.
As for cracking the game, you need to find a way to turn them back, or find the monster's true form and kill it.
This eerie castle no longer frightened Su Deng. After all, she wasn't even afraid of death and was experiencing everything in the game with perfect clarity. Nothing could scare her anymore.
She boldly made eye contact with one of the dolls.
There was no discomfort, just some stiffness in the body, and cracks between the hand and elbow where the hand and arm are connected.
In puppetization.
Although they won't die, they will become puppets and one of the people in this castle.
Su Deng stared at her wrist for a while, then pulled out a piece of black cloth and covered her eyes.
As for seeing the road ahead, it's all meaningless; just keep moving forward.
"Little girl."
As I was walking, a rough voice suddenly came to my ears.
Su Deng's heart skipped a beat when she suddenly appeared, blindfolded.
But she didn't remove the blindfold to look, and simply said, "Hello, is there anything I can help you with?"
"Little girl, you're here for the puppet exhibition too, aren't you?" the voice said. "You're going the wrong way."
Su Deng smiled slightly, "I'm sorry, I'm blind."
"A blind man?" The old, hoarse voice chuckled. "If a blind man can't see the road, why light a lamp?"
Su Deng: "..."
I was careless.
She sighed softly, "I can't be blind in my heart just because I'm blind in my eyes. I'll light a lamp to give myself some psychological comfort."
"Really? Heh..."
"yes."
This is unlikely to be a companion.
Even if someone says they're blind, you can't just tear off the cloth covering their eyes.
Su Deng asked, feigning nonchalance, "May I ask who you are?"
The other person said, "I am the carpenter of this puppet castle."
Su Deng nodded, pretending to be blind, holding a candle in one hand and feeling around the wall with the other, then turned a corner and walked in another direction.
When Su Deng turned the corner, only after confirming that she could not hear any sounds around her did she lift the blindfold slightly, press herself against the wall, and turn her head to look out.
The corridor was dark and deserted, except for the scattered wooden puppets on the floor, each with green eyes, resembling beams of green lamps in the darkness.
The entire castle was eerily silent.
Su Deng frowned slightly, looked away, leaned against the wall, and was about to tear off the blindfold when a cold, damp wind suddenly blew past her ears.
Are you looking for me?
Startled, Su Deng turned around abruptly, only to be met with a face so thin it looked like skin glued to a skeleton. The face was covered in long, disheveled, silvery-white hair, and the person holding it carried a dim oil lamp, which made the face appear yellowish. The person's gaping mouth gave a strange smile.
More importantly, he was wearing red clothes!
So close, their chilly breaths could be felt on my face.
Su Deng was startled again and staggered back a few steps.
The old woman, who looked like a ghost, walked forward with her hands as withered as tree bark, carrying an oil lamp high. Her smile was sinister and terrifying. "Little girl, you are not blind."
Grass!
This person is silent and stealthy, just like a ghost.
Even with her stable composure, Su Deng was still shaken by what she had just experienced, and it took her a while to recover. When she saw the old woman walking over, she simply pulled off her blindfold.
Seeing the red clothes the other person was wearing, he immediately drew his sword and slashed at them.
The old woman's body collapsed, and the oil lamp in her hand fell to the ground.
Su Deng raised an eyebrow, picked up the oil lamp, and continued walking.
"Sister, why haven't you found me yet? You're so slow~" The monster's voice echoed again.
Su Deng pondered about her companion.
According to the clues, there should be three other players in this castle, and only one of them is her companion.
But based on her experience of constantly falling and falling in this scene, from one instance to another, she probably doesn't have any real companions here!
Then it's all fake.
Su Deng opened the game control panel.
The personal profile column:
Health Points: 80
Shopping points:
God-tier materials: 32
Skill: Immortality
The weapons section wasn't mentioned.
Everything else, including the title, is a blur.
This game is no longer a reward game; it has become a struggle between her and the God.
To complete the game, you still need to solve the puzzles based on the game's missions.
The prerequisite is to break free from the God's surveillance.
So how can we get rid of it?
As Su Deng pondered, she continued to wander around the castle, slashing at any puppets that blocked her way.
The castle is very large, and its interior is winding and labyrinthine.
Puppetry is everywhere.
The complete puppet has eerie green eyes under the strange nursery rhyme, while the broken puppet has filthy blood at its broken ends.
Then I encountered two more carpenters, both dressed in red.
Su Deng was chopped off directly.
She suspected that this place was full of green-eyed puppets and red-clad carpenters, and that the nursery rhymes and rules were meant to deceive people.
Tap, tap, tap—
Just then, faint footsteps came from the corridor ahead.
Su Deng's ears twitched slightly. He blew out the oil lamp in his hand, walked to the corner of the corridor, pressed himself against the wall, and gripped his sword.
The footsteps grew closer, and the figures came into view.
Regardless of who it was, Su Deng was about to go out and scare the other person, but her threatening actions stopped the moment she saw the other person's profile as they turned around and walked over.
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