As she said that, she followed Ye Yue's eyes, and suddenly remembered what Li Mengxue and Yang Guyu once said, that dolls are spiritual... And in the art world, we often hear this saying - artists,

Just to give his works a spiritual existence...

Thinking of this, Jiang Xinyou felt her heart beat faster, a strange atmosphere filled the spacious hall, and her mood became more solemn.

Slowly putting down the puppet in her hand, Jiang Xinyou asked Yeyue nervously: "If I erase the seal on the puppet's head, what will happen next?"

Knowing that she would always think of some dangerous moves unexpectedly, Ye Yue was already used to it, and she raised her eyebrows: "I am responsible for everything."

"Hehe, just because I know you are there, I plan to give it a try."

After saying that, Jiang Xinyou stretched out her fingers, placed them flat on the head of the red doll, and wiped away the cinnabar runes.

A sudden gloomy wind struck behind me, lingering around the room and unable to dissipate.

A strong smell of blood lingered in their noses. Jiang Xinyou and Ye Yue looked around vigilantly. There was no change in the room covered with golden wallpaper, but there was a strange laughter coming from before.

After a while, the laughter was mixed with cries, screams, and heart-rending roars, as if countless souls were trying to break free, and all kinds of noises lingered in their ears.

But in an instant, all the sounds stopped again.

Jiang Xinyou held her breath and concentrated, only to hear a snapping sound on the floor. She quickly lowered her head and saw that the red doll had stood up at some point, slightly raised its sinister face, opened its blood-red mouth, and shouted at her.

Zhang Yihe: “Let’s be friends!”

With Yeyue by her side, no matter how terrifying the scene was, Jiang Xinyou would not frown. Instead, she said openly: "Okay, how do you plan to be friends?"

"Hide and seek... let's play hide and seek..."

Three layers of resentful female voices were mixed together, and as soon as the words finished, the red doll fell back to the ground with a clatter, making no sound.

Jiang Xinyou frowned and asked Yeyue: "What should we do next?"

Yeyue leaned over, picked up the red doll, and said solemnly: "The three female ghosts and a ghost baby hidden in the doll have probably escaped. We must find their whereabouts from this room."

"What happens after that?"

He shook his head: "It's impossible to predict what ghosts will do."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xinyou became a little nervous. The smell of blood in her breath became stronger and stronger. The large golden chandelier on the ceiling flickered at some point, giving off a flickering light, reflecting the lifelike wooden puppet.

Zhu, Jiang Xinyou saw clearly that countless blood was overflowing from the doll's eyes, quickly covering the floor.

"Let's go!"

Yeyue pulled her up the spiral staircase at the other end of the hall.

Jiang Xinyou could feel the floor shaking under her feet, as if it was crumbling. At this time, the hall had merged into a gloomy river of blood. The twelve large puppets supporting the ceiling made clicking sounds, and their limbs gradually detached and twisted.

, twisting its limbs in the river of blood, smiling sinisterly, roaring, roaring, approaching from the stairs step by step.

"Is this bluffing or playing hide and seek?"

Jiang Xinyou frowned, and a ray of purple light quickly burst out from Yeyue's palm. (2 updates. For the sake of adding more updates today, please leave a message to support me.) As she said that, she followed Yeyue's hand.

Looking around, I suddenly remembered what Li Mengxue and Yang Guyu once said, that dolls have spirituality... And in the art world, we often hear this saying - artists are here to give their works a spiritual existence...

Thinking of this, Jiang Xinyou felt her heart beat faster, a strange atmosphere filled the spacious hall, and her mood became more solemn.

Slowly putting down the puppet in her hand, Jiang Xinyou asked Yeyue nervously: "If I erase the seal on the puppet's head, what will happen next?"

Knowing that she would always think of some dangerous moves unexpectedly, Ye Yue was already used to it, and she raised her eyebrows: "I am responsible for everything."

"Hehe, just because I know you are there, I plan to give it a try."

After saying that, Jiang Xinyou stretched out her fingers, placed them flat on the head of the red doll, and wiped away the cinnabar runes.

A sudden gloomy wind struck behind me, lingering around the room and unable to dissipate.

A strong smell of blood lingered in their noses. Jiang Xinyou and Ye Yue looked around vigilantly. There was no change in the room covered with golden wallpaper, but there was a strange laughter coming from before.

After a while, the laughter was mixed with cries, screams, and heart-rending roars, as if countless souls were trying to break free, and all kinds of noises lingered in their ears.

But in an instant, all the sounds stopped again.

Jiang Xinyou held her breath and concentrated, only to hear a snapping sound on the floor. She quickly lowered her head and saw that the red doll had stood up at some point, slightly raised its sinister face, opened its blood-red mouth, and shouted at her.

Zhang Yihe: “Let’s be friends!”

With Yeyue by her side, no matter how terrifying the scene was, Jiang Xinyou would not frown. Instead, she said openly: "Okay, how do you plan to be friends?"

"Hide and seek... let's play hide and seek..."

Three layers of resentful female voices were mixed together, and as soon as the words finished, the red doll fell back to the ground with a clatter, making no sound.

Jiang Xinyou frowned and asked Yeyue: "What should we do next?"

Yeyue leaned over, picked up the red doll, and said solemnly: "The three female ghosts and a ghost baby hidden in the doll have probably escaped. We must find their whereabouts from this room."

"What happens after that?"

He shook his head: "It's impossible to predict what ghosts will do."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xinyou became a little nervous. The smell of blood in her breath became stronger and stronger. The large golden chandelier on the ceiling flickered at some point, giving off a flickering light, reflecting the lifelike wooden puppet.

Zhu, Jiang Xinyou saw clearly that countless blood was overflowing from the doll's eyes, quickly covering the floor.

"Let's go!"

Yeyue pulled her up the spiral staircase at the other end of the hall.

Jiang Xinyou could feel the floor shaking under her feet, as if it was crumbling. At this time, the hall had merged into a gloomy river of blood. The twelve large puppets supporting the ceiling made clicking sounds, and their limbs gradually detached and twisted.

, twisting its limbs in the river of blood, smiling sinisterly, roaring, roaring, approaching from the stairs step by step.

"Is this bluffing or playing hide and seek?"
Chapter completed!