Compared to other toy people, the old man looked more dull. He sat motionlessly, and everyone else would move on his own.

When the girl and the puppet sat down, they started the meeting.

Karan's figure walked out of the door behind the girl, and the scene basically restored the scene of the day.

Just when I was confused, the dull old man seemed to be injected into his soul, speaking and moving like other toy people.

I looked at them and then at the two empty seats.

Wu Ling and I are not here.

This should prove that neither of us was caught. Our bodies were not caught, and our souls were not caught.

And the old man's performance...

I looked at him and thought of the scene when I parted just now.

After the collapse of that town, the old man's soul and body were caught by the toy spirit?

It seems that there is only such a reasonable explanation.

I was a little sad.

The other party had at least talked to me and gave me some advice.

Now that the man is dead, I don’t know what to do. It seems that it is not appropriate to resurrect him rashly.

I walked around the room and found that the furnishings in the room were similar to what I saw in my dreams, which was a copy of the girls' room. But I didn't find the dormitory rooms of the Exorcist Society here, nor did I see the corridor for sealing things.

I flew out of the house, stood on the roof, and looked down at the surrounding streets.

The scene on the street was the same as when I first came. The people in the town were made into toys, their movements were stiff and their behavior was very similar to living people. They communicated like living people, walked like living people, bought, sold things, and did their work like living people.

In such an environment, I am the only one who is out of place.

I remembered the thin man and began to search along the edge of the town.

Flying around the outside of the town, the first thing I discovered was a group of houses like a slum. The houses were damaged and there were no toy people on the street. Instead, inside the house, the toy people were standing in the wooden toy people, motionless.

Is this the area where the old house of the protagonist of the story is located?

I guessed that among these numerous dilapidated houses, I found a house with no toy people standing guard.

The house was dilapidated, disrepaired, unsupervised, and covered in dust.

I didn't find any photos, portraits or other things in the house. Photos should not exist. There was no camera or handover in the story. As for portraits, people in the slums may not be able to ask the painter to draw a portrait of their own.

I floated past the broken stairs and went up to the second floor. The walkway on the second floor was very narrow, with only one loft. I saw a bed in the loft.

If you guessed correctly, this is where the toy doll was abandoned.

I squatted down and looked under the bed.

It was pitch black under the bed, and the lighting in the attic was not good, so I couldn't see the situation below clearly.

My hand touched the wooden bed. I could touch it. The wooden bed had been insect-eaten and its quality was not good. I raised my hand casually and lifted the bed up.

The dust on the bed fell down, and the dust immediately flew all over the sky in the attic.

Under the bed was a floor with deeper traces. On the thick dust, I saw a little trace of humanoid. Looking at the outline, it might be that humanoid doll. In addition to the traces of the doll, there are signs of something being dragged. The floor of different colors extends from the edge of the bed to the doll's position. Perhaps it was the person attacked by the doll. The heroine's husband?

While observing, I thought, moved the bed board away, floated above the traces of the doll, and gently scattered the floor with my hands.

The floor has a chilling cool feeling, as if it is left with a breath.

Resentment...

I thought, my body floated up and flew out of the house.

The doll has left here.

I thought about it, landed at the door of the house, and left handwriting on the fragile door panel with my fingernails.

In this small town, it is difficult to find people. But Skinny made up such a story, and after entering here, there will be a goal. Either this old house or the heroine's new house. The old house is quite easy to find. If Skinny comes over and finds the handwriting I left behind, he will know that I have been here.

I continued flying around the town.

Outside the town are dense woods and continuous mountains in the distance. Everything is the same as what I saw in the girl's consciousness space.

The girl's soul is also here, and it seems reasonable to build a space of consciousness based on this.

After going around the town, I found no trace of the thin man outside the town.

Now, I can only choose to enter the town.

Looking down from a high altitude, I have confirmed that the town is lacking in planning. All the streets and houses are arranged in a mess. It is too difficult to search here in a planned manner.

I found a way out and set off.

Not long after I drifted, I found that the sun in the sky had set west, and there were brilliant fire clouds in the sky. The toy people on the streets began to go home like ordinary people. The streets became deserted, but the lights of oil lamps and candles lit up in the houses. The lights were turned off in more places and they fell into darkness.

This environment may be more convenient for me to find someone.

Although there are no street lights and the town becomes dim, there are no people on the streets, and it is unlikely that the thin man will enter a house and stay with those toy people. If he wants to see people on the streets, he is probably the one who is.

I was excited and searched more carefully, while also speeding up my flight.

After walking in one direction and passing through the entire town, I turned 180 degrees and prepared to find another way to search.

My figure stopped in the air and looked back at the forest behind me.

Just now, a rustling sound came from the depths of the forest, as if the wind was blowing through the trees, and it seemed like something was passing by.

I leaned against a house and waited quietly for a while.

Rust...rust...

What is it?

As I thought, I saw two faint lights lit up in the forest. Of course, the light could not be the light source of the flashlight or the torch, but a pair of green eyes.

I held my breath and saw a figure gradually becoming clear in the dark forest.

The figure finally walked out of the dense forest and entered the moonlight that the leaves could not block. This allowed me to see what it looked like. It was a wolf, but not a real wolf, but a toy wolf.

It may be more appropriate to say that it is a dog. However, the toy is not cute, but looks ferocious, making people wonder why a company would make such an unlovable toy.

The wolf's hair exploded and was very messy. It looked like a thorny armor in the moonlight. Its eyes were green and shining. When walking, its mouth opened and closed, and its tongue stretched and shrank.

This is a bit funny.

The strange atmosphere disappeared after the wolf was completely exposed to the moonlight.

I can see that this is probably an electric toy, with eyes glowing, mouth and tongue moving, all of which are the functions of toys. The appearance of this toy is really shoddy, like a fake and shoddy product made from some private workshops.

A similar sound came from the forest behind the wolf. What came out of the forest was not a strange animal toy, but a soldier with crooked facial features. It limped and walked slowly, and its asymmetric eyes did not glow, but it looked even more creepy than a wolf whose eyes could glow.

Rust...rust...
Chapter completed!