Doomsday Wonderland

In front of the dark and bright, when the scene is clear again, it is still the same old passage.

Only this time in the aisle, she dumped the shopping basket she had hurriedly dropped; then Lin Sanjiu discovered that the potato chip bag as her body was being firmly held in the hands of the doll, just won Shelves.

A pale face with no blood, magnified several times before her eyes; the dollist stared at the potato chip bag in his hand, slightly frowning, and his look would always look like a cold winter covered with heavy clouds - I don't know Thinking about something.

He finally came!

The fear that just exploded in a moment has not completely subsided, and she was overwhelmed by ecstasy and fear. If Lin Sanjiu still has a heartbeat, at this time, she must jump out of her chest. It is a pity that she only has a bag of dried internal organs.

How do dolls know that this pack of potato chips is their own? He won't happen to grab himself? After all, her bag looks brand new, there is no gray, it is possible to be stunned at the same time - Lin San wine has countless words to ask, but a word can not be sent out; she looks at the other side is closely zoomed in The face, I hope to find out a little clue, but the doll is still the look of the haze, she did not see anything.

Psychological activity is fierce, and she is still a pack of silent potato chips at this time. In addition to the dolls pinching her bag and making a "squeaky" sound, there was only a deadly silence in the aisle.

The puppet teacher did not speak for a while, but frowned and stood in the same place. It didn't look like he realized the identity of the potato chips in his hands. Lin Sanjiu thought about it and suddenly came up with an idea and decided to "remind" him - thought together, she immediately gave up a small amount of consciousness, slowly hitting his arm; but still not waiting Taking advantage of the other's black leather, I only heard the puppet teacher suddenly whispered: "Don't touch me, take it back!"

Huh?

"I know who you are, or else there are so many potato chips, do you think that I picked you up?" The doll teacher sneered, as if she felt the question she could not ask: "Are you stupid? You forgot The item I am tracking and monitoring on you, has not been recovered yet."

She really forgot! Lin San wine was shocked and happy when he was on the scene. He hurriedly recovered his consciousness and wondered how he should communicate with him. However, she did not wait for her to have an idea. I saw that the puppet teacher jerked his gaze and asked him, "Who?", and immediately stepped forward, throwing a hand and throwing something behind her -

Lin San was shocked and just wanted to turn around and discover what he found, and then suddenly realized one thing.

Don't say that she can't talk at this time, even if she can talk, it's too late.

Since she was taken down, there was a deep hollow at the shelf where she was just on the scene; a face flashed through the depths of the dark shelves, as if the doll had just thrown The things going out are unresponsive. As he frowned, a loose arm suddenly came out and grabbed his wrist.

Not only Lin Sanjiu, but even the dolls did not expect it. With his fighting power, he even struggled without even struggling.

At the same time, the two felt a flower in front of them, and then they were black and were thrown into the shelves. The difference is that this time she has a roar around her; the roar of the doll is like a long tunnel, and it doesn’t hold back, filled with the ears of Lin San’s wine until suddenly It was annihilated and stopped.

She was placed on the shelf as it was, facing an old aisle, and the flat man who was just yellow.

She finally knows why this flat human eye is familiar, because its fuzzy facial expression is the one she sees through the shelf from the depths - just from the appearance, it seems that pulling her in. Not this flat person.

The flat person "Oh yeah" sent out a strange sound. In the half-faced red that was just dyed, there was a little bit more green. From the foot of a potato chip bag, it looks like it is in Lin San. When the wine was pulled out by the doll, it should have been eaten with a packet of mustard.

"After all, it is a commodity, you can't eat it anymore," he persuaded himself, as if he didn't realize the little riot on the shelf, and turned and left. Its crispy foot stepped on the packaging of the mustard-flavored potato chips, and slammed a little yellow-yellow fat from the thick leather bag.

The passage was silent.

... Even if you don't have to try to turn around and look at it, Lin Sanjiu can clearly feel that the vacancy of "Mexican Spicy Potato Chips" has been filled by the dolls.

To be honest, she was a little fortunate that everyone was turned into a potato chip. Even at this time, a quiet and dead, Lin San wine seems to be able to feel the sight of the doll is burning her body like a smoldering fire; she even seems to be able to hear the other side clenched the back molars, the voice of sinister voice ——

Wait, this is not an illusion.

"...Why would I let you live to the present," said the doll, one word at a time, each word being like a nail, and I can’t wait to see through Lin Sanjiu: "I have never seen you like you." It’s so stupid, it’s **** long ago, but it’s the guy who doesn’t die!”

Lin San Liquor was a little angry - how can this blame her? All the rule descriptions have been deleted by the data body, and she can only find the way like a headless fly!

She didn't know how the other person made a sound to her, and immediately tried to open her mouth to talk; but after a while, she didn't find her mouth. She couldn't get back, only to listen to the puppet teacher cursing her for five minutes, almost all the way, finally a little pause, turned into a cold cry: "...fortunately, what I put on you, except In addition to passing the image, I can also pass the sound. But this is controlled by me. You have to say anything, so I can tell you if you allow you to say it."

Lin Sanjiu was stunned for five minutes and had already sighed; but when the puppet teacher finally told her that she could speak, she tried to control her temper and forced herself to calm down as much as possible: "The copy rule was introduced. Deleted, you blame me for what problem I can solve - or think about what to do now."

"Well, if you want to tell me, I should be able to go out if I do."

"Are you vented?" Lin Sansui began to hurt without a head, busy with the ability to speak, told him about his own experience - this is also to be able to divert his attention: "...you have any solution?"

The puppet teacher calmed for a while and seemed to be in a state of mind.

"On both sides of this shelf is a copy of the two states." After a while, he whispered, "But even if you go back to the other side of the shelf, you may not be able to restore the original shape... you just did not recover."

"It must be because I have not met the conditions..." Lin Sanjiu tried to analyze: "When I was hooked, they said they would find a correct potato chip - hey, hey?"

"what happened?"

In the face of the puppet teacher who calmed down, Lin Sanshui sighed in his heart, not knowing how he would think of this late. However, she finally said dryly: "...the data body, will this sentence also be changed? In case we need to find, is not a pack of potato chips, just a snack on this shelf?"

. . . The anger of the puppeteer is as if it is about to become an entity.