Gravity was pulled away from his feet, but Lin Sanjiu didn't know whether he was falling or not.

The last thing she remembered was that the earth was like a piece of cloth that suddenly loosened the yarn and fiber, and the split hole swallowed her and the puppet master together; With their skills, they didn't even have time to react.

Logically speaking, is it falling down?

But at the moment, there was neither wind nor soil, and there was only chaos and dizziness around him; She couldn't even say whether she was breathing, as if she fell into a dream as soon as the ground opened.

At this moment, Lin Sanjiu had a seemingly irrelevant idea.

She is really not a piece of material to be a scientist, because she is not curious enough. For example, she never thought about this question: what is under the copy?

Before he could get the answer to the question, Lin San wine was like a spoonful of jelly accidentally spilled from the spoon, and was photographed on the road with a "crack".

How unrealistic was the feeling just now, and how real was the impact: the sour pain in the nose, uncontrollable tears, the shaking bones... The air in the chest was photographed out, and she couldn't even climb up for a moment. Her field of vision seemed to exist out of her eyeballs, dancing around her head.

What, what's going on?

As an evolutionist, how could she be so helpless that she didn't even stand when she landed like an ordinary person who fell from a high place?

In the throes of blurred thoughts, Lin Sanjiu sucked the air conditioner and supported the ground with one hand, and finally reluctantly turned over. The eyes seemed to be soaked in water, and the ears seemed to explode the wasp nest; But it was OK. It didn't seem to break the bone, but every time I moved, I rolled from countless hot iron needles.

Someone moved beside him.

She breathed and whispered: "... Puppet master?"

"Little girl,"

With a strange and happy voice, a dark head poked into Lin Sanjiu's vision. "What are you doing lying on the ground?"

Even though Lin Sanjiu's alarm rang loudly in her brain, she couldn't get up for a time because of severe physical pain; I don't know why. After trying several times in a row, the [protective force field] slowly covered her with mud and water - not completely covered.

"Hey, what is this?"

The owner of the strange voice seemed to squat down, because her voice of questioning suddenly approached.

Lin Sanjiu felt someone poking the [protective force field] on his leg, and then there was a sound of "crackling" slapping.

She was stunned for half a second before she realized that it was the woman who clapped her hands in place.

"Alas, you actually have this kind of self-defense thing! This is good! But... Why do you want to protect yourself? What's the use of self-defense?"

Did she fall into a mental hospital?

Lin Sanjiu tried to close his eyes and simply ignored the woman beside him. Although the other party was a little confused, he seemed to have no hostility to her; Remembering the puppet master, she raised her voice and shouted, "puppet master? Are you here?"

While shouting, she slowly tried to peel herself off the ground. After several efforts, she finally sat up again.

"Puppet master?" The woman next to her asked, "is it your friend?"

Why doesn't he answer? Did you lose your body when you fell down?

Lin San Jiu rubbed his temples, desperately hoping that his vision could be clear and stable as soon as possible. Vaguely, she saw that the woman beside her was huge and strong, like a hill; It was bright nearby, and there were figures coming and going in the distance. There was faint laughter, which didn't seem to fall into the depths of the earth

What is this place? They were thrown out of the confused palace?

She knew she shouldn't let the puppet master fool around.

"Yes... It's my friend." Lin Sanjiu didn't know why. His vision, pain and dizziness all recovered so slowly that he seemed to have not evolved. She blinked and said, "you should fall down with me..."

"Oh, I know!"

Squatting beside her, the woman has been looking at her like a novel animal. When she heard the speech, she immediately patted her thigh and said, "I saw him."

"Really?" Lin Sanjiu looked up and didn't know where the shock was. Dizziness and headache surged up together, and even gave birth to a nausea impulse - it seemed to be a concussion.

"Really,"

That woman is like a child. When she meets the question she will answer, she will be full of naive joy and say excitedly, "I fell down with you. It's still ugly, isn't it!"

Lin Sanjiu endured a headache, bowed his head and took a few deep breaths, and finally solved a problem. "... ah?"

By any standard, puppet masters are not ugly... Right?

No... I'm afraid it's really hard to say.

As the face of the woman in front of her gradually became clear, she was really unsure.

Being strong is not a problem. She always appreciates women with a strong sense of strength; The problem is that the other party's eyes are also separated... Too open? Because the woman's face was so flat, people could hardly find where her temples should be, but if those eyes moved a little further, they would get into her hair.

The bright pearl white eye shadow powder whitens the large piece of skin between the eyes, and highlights the fleshy feeling of empty and barren grass in the middle of the face. What really makes Lin Sanjiu feel proud of the distance between her eyes is the line of small characters between her eyes.

"Children and old people are honest, 5.85 cm".

Lin Sanjiu couldn't even remember the puppet master for a moment. He just stared at each other's eye distance and felt that it was indeed fiveorsix centimeters.

If someone thinks the eye distance of 5.85 cm is beautiful, then whether it's a puppeteer or her, I'm afraid it's ugly in each other's eyes.

When this feeling is not a degenerate woman talking, Lin Sanjiu doesn't know which eye to look at to be polite.

"You don't seem to have a good physique," the other party said easily, an evaluation she hadn't heard for many years. "You can't fall steadily on the ground. But I think your mentality is good. If you can't stand steadily, you can't stand directly and lie on the ground for so long. Your friend is different. As soon as you fall down, you can stand steadily, your spirit is very good, and you don't need to pat the dust, and you can't touch it, so you turn around and leave!"

Has she been lying for a long time? How could the Puppeteer throw her away and turn around and leave?

Lin Sanjiu felt more and more wrong, and his stomach was full of questions. For a time, he didn't know where to start. At last, she gathered enough strength to resist the sharp pain that seemed to be scattered on her body. As she got up, she carefully looked at her surroundings.

The place where she fell was a very wide light cyan slate road. Somehow, a large amount of water was sprinkled on it, and the road beside her was wet and dyed cyan black.

The same flagstone roads crisscross and disorderly on the earth, and I don't know where they all lead; Sometimes a house will stand abruptly in the middle of the road, and sometimes it will stretch out empty - at the intersection of the road where she is, several people are standing in the distance, talking and laughing.

"Where did you see my friend go just now?" Lin Sanjiu reluctantly stood up and asked, "I have to find him immediately."

5.85 stood up, looked around and pointed in a direction.

"Don't worry, he can't walk fast."

Just as she was about to leave, the woman suddenly added.

Lin San's wine was so hurried that he almost tripped over himself. "Can't walk fast?" Compared with doubt, she didn't know which was more powerful. Anyway, she was confused: "why can't she walk fast? He was injured?"

"So big, swollen, fat and baggy, how fast can you walk by muttering?" 5.85 naturally, "it's mainly because you've been lying on the ground for a long time. Of course, your friend can walk away for so long."

Lin Sanjiu frowned. "No, my friend is covered in black leather and thin... What you see is not him."

In order to ensure that the two of them were not covered with any strange deception as soon as they fell, she also looked down and checked herself; Muscle lines, skin luster, clothes on the body... Even the ball point pen line is still there, no difference.

"Didn't they fall together?" 5.85 it seems very surprised, but you can't really confirm this until you look at both sides of her face. "Then I don't know, but there aren't many buildings nearby. Come on, run faster, go around a few times, and it's estimated that you can find him."

Lin Sanjiu opened his mouth and swallowed his words again.

After the sharp pain and dizziness when she fell gradually faded away, her previous vague anxiety finally became a heavy and hard fact at the moment, pressing in her chest.

... she can't run fast.

However, she would never mention it to a stranger, no matter how enthusiastic and harmless the stranger seemed.

In addition, her keen intuition, just like the stimulated heart pulse, jumped in her mind more and more strongly, which almost made people doubt whether she would be heard by the woman.

If it has a sound, it is desperately sending two warning messages to Lin Sanjiu.

1、 Don't ask yourself where you are.

2、 Look up at the sky.

Two days before asking for leave, I didn't have any inspiration in my mind. How to manage the outline was like hitting a wall. I simply ignored it. I spent the first two days reading a very long novel called 7 deaths of Evelyn Hardcastle (don't know the Chinese name, if you're interested, search it). It's really well written. It's the first time for me to see that the expression of detective novels can be so unique and creative, and the writing is also fresh and interesting, It belongs to the type who can't guess the ending without seeing the end (so I can finish reading more than 450 pages in two days). But like most detective stories, you have been using your brain and not your feelings. After reading such a large book, you inevitably feel a little less. Readers don't care about the characters in the article, so that an important character was saved in the end, and I still feel unfair.

Detour. After all, my brain was empty for two days and I didn't think about the doomsday outline. As a result, on the third day, there was a sudden surge of inspiration, and I had it all in an hour (it had nothing to do with the books I read). I felt that the new brain hole was quite interesting and gratifying.