I make vases in horror world [Quick Transmigration]

Little by little, the doll's delicate features are brutally glassed from the face.

Unlike the exposed reddish flesh-colored arms, its well-behaved upturned face was as pale as inferior paper.

Very rough, like grains of sand.

Qi An looked at it with obsidian-like black eyes, and then paused for a moment on the puppet's constantly moving fingers, showing an extremely faint smile. His body is very weak, and even a smile is too illusory to be real. "Well. I can see you."

A completely different scene from the warm and holy environment.

Dolls without faces, blood-stained broken arms, shadows that have turned into entities, and clocks that keep turning...

Like the sin hidden under the sanctity.

They all had their own consciousness, and most of them produced their own facial features and limbs, tightly wrapped around the weak young man on the soft bed, and then looked at him infatuatedly.

His eyes were focused as if he couldn't let go of anything other than Qi An.

But they didn't dare to get close to the boy, and kept a close and safe distance from Qi An.

It was as if some kind of delicate agreement had been reached.

Qi An's soft answer quickly caused a huge change. These ghosts who had been quietly staying in place suddenly became excited. They shook their stiff bodies as if they were dancing, and hummed obscure and unknown words. ditty.

They held hands and performed an unknown dance around Qi An with sweet and stiff smiles.

On the lush green grass, the thin boy looked around in confusion and helplessness.The warm sunshine shone intimately on him, revealing that delicate face unreservedly.

And surrounded by countless strange-shaped creatures, their faces were like ghosts covered in a cold gray mist, forming a sharp contrast with the pale and delicate face of the young man in the center.

This kind of picture with violent impact strangely presents an artistic beauty.

Because—these legendary ghosts have no cold emotions, but at this moment, strong human-like emotions erupted in their eyes, and they stared at the young man in the middle as if they were looking at prey.

Lingering and ambiguous.

Qi An stood up, and the ghosts beside him also stopped moving.They became docile and harmless again.

Qi An glanced at them, and tried to move his own pace.

No one stopped him.

Qi An raised his eyebrows, and then started to walk on the grass. He walked slowly and calmly across the entire grass, passing by the statue of an angel and the fountain, and finally stopped in front of the ivory-like holy palace.

And there was a group of ghosts around him like guards from beginning to end.

Qi An concealed his thoughts, and stepped into the palace.

The cold breath spread upward from the soles of the feet, Qi An's expression moved, and he wanted to take back his steps, but found that his feet seemed to have stepped into a swamp, being pulled into the abyss by an unknown force.

The more you struggle, the stronger this attraction becomes.

Something wants him in.

"You can't go in."

When the consciousness was chaotic, the puppet's strange voice rang in Qi An's ear again.

The small doll quickly ran over, and it stretched out its white and tender hands and began to pull up Qi An's trousers. These small and weak hands seemed to have some kind of magical power, and Qi An felt the attraction of sticking to the soles of his feet. Dissipate little by little.

His vision became clear again.

Under the gentle pull of the puppet, Qi An returned to the grass in front of the palace. After looking at the white and elegant palace for a while, Qi An turned his head to look at the small puppet at his feet. Some imperceptible temptations, "Why can't I go in?"

The puppet did not speak, and its faceless head tilted as if thinking. If it still had facial features, its behavior at this moment might be quite cute, but now it only has a pale skin that looks like rotting away.

It looked like a rotting toy with its head stiff and tilted.

"Because you'll die if you go in."

A voice came from nowhere at the place of the doll, "Everything inside wants to kill you."

It broke off the fingers on the palm one by one, and put them back one by one, creaking and creaking as if a piece of music with a peculiar melody sounded. The puppet seemed to be very satisfied with the crisp sound, and its head kept moving along with the rhythm. rock.

"You smell so sweet, it's a kind of sweetness that can make the things inside lose their minds... As long as you go in, those things will rush up like crazy..."

"They will arrest you and lock you up in a dark place, where there is no light or living people, only you stay there alone and helpless... They will give you the water and food you need every day, but they will not Come to see you..."

"Because, like animals, they will kill each other for a little bit of food, and choose the so-called strongest to determine your belonging..."

Amidst the strange tone of the puppet, a picture suddenly appeared in Qi An's mind.

The pale and fragile boy curled up and hid in the corner. He wanted to pursue the existence of light, but his whole body was deeply plunged into darkness.

The darkness is like a greedy devil tightly wrapping around the young man, wantonly encroaching on his possessions.

Whenever there is a soft sound, the boy will raise his hands that have not seen the light for many years and struggle to escape. When the white jade-like hands finally hold the black shackles tightly, the only sound will be Dissipates like a bubble.

The young man raised his pale cheeks blankly in the darkness, looking confused like a lost child.

Those hands that seemed to be carefully carved were raised countless times and then fell down without material.

then……

Lose yourself.

"So you have to stay here obediently." A strange smile appeared in the puppet's voice, "Only in this way can we protect you, and only by our side can you survive here."

These words seemed to turn on some kind of subtle switch, and the certain emotions in the eyes of those two looking over could no longer be suppressed.

It was secret pleasure and aggression.

So, come and rely on me.

If you want to survive, you must come to seek our shelter.

You need me.

They stared at the teenager surrounded by them, and the expressions on their faces were surprisingly similar.

Qi An's eyes flickered, and at this moment, the ghosts around him suddenly overlapped with the boy with a bright smile. Qi An thought of the man who was holding him just now, and thought of the trembling face. journal.

The weak young man looked at the doll that had been stripped of its facial features, and saw the strong emotion in its eyes, and suddenly smiled softly.

He knew who the owner of the shop was.