Wen Fuli laughed and said, "I let you laugh. These are actually defective, but with your help, I feel that I can make a perfect device soon."
He clapped his hands.
Sasha Vujacic came from the dark place where the light had not been illuminated. One by one, the human skin puppets in Bai Nanfeng coats walked to the light. They came to each glass column and started complex exercises with precision instruments.
Their fingers are shriveled, but they are not slow at all.
After a dazzling column of exercises, the lights overhead began to flash and hum, and even the ground began to shake slightly, as if the whole building were shaking slightly.
The soft pipes at the top of the glass column are connected to each other. After the puppet drill, these silent pipes sound a lot of peristalsis, as if something is losing.
crash
Suddenly, a lump of red material spurted from the top of the glass column and fell into the turbid liquid. It was a group of interlaced silk threads. It fell behind the swollen monster and began to spread to the monster body a little bit. Some silk threads drilled into the fragile skin of the monster and emerged from the nose and mouth, which seemed to explore the monster body.
In the moment when the silk thread falls into the liquid, Zhou Yan can see that the turbulent water flow gradually converges into a frightened face, inexplicably emerges in the liquid and then disappears into the entangled multifilament thread.
In the short film recorded by the researchers, I heard that this fungus can put people’s consciousness in the body. What kind of monster is the gentle gift system?
After those red fungi infiltrated into the monster’s body, it began to struggle violently. It is unimaginable that a soul that does not belong to this deformed body suddenly squeezed into pain. It is not the kind of pain on the physical level, but the pain from the depths of the soul.
Suspended limbs swing irregularly in thick liquid, and the horse’s head is twisted in pain, so that some parts are intertwined with fungal spells and suddenly break, as if a large amount of gas is pumped into a balloon, all parts gradually expand and a series of bubbles are constantly rising in the gap.
After a while, the whole glass column liquid swelled like boiling, and bubbles slowly covered the struggling freak.
Then there was a muffled explosion and a lot of dark yellow liquid splashed on the glass wall.
Zhou Yan couldn’t help but take a step back and wait for those white bubbles to gradually disperse. Meat pieces of different sizes were scattered on the ground, and even some finely powdered white meat scraps fell like snowflakes.
Obviously, this experiment failed.
The explosion in the open laboratory indicates that many experimental bodies are also broken into pieces like this horsehead monster.
"Ah, nothing." Wen Fuli shook his head and his face was not sad. Several failures made him used to saying that "everyone here has skin left and can’t find a bone."
"What do you want us to do?" Zhang Wenwen couldn’t help asking questions. The cold and cruel experiment here made her ignore the so-called unified rules.
Fortunately, her question didn’t upset Winfrey. He smiled and twisted his beard and said, "You should all know the reason of our village, right?"
Zhang Wenwen shut up.
When he asked a question, if he didn’t answer it, it would probably be deducted.
Zhou Yan replied, "I know it’s Nanyan Wang Gan. He wants to make Yin soldiers."
"Ha ha ha!" Winfrey seem to have heard a ridiculous joke, and even her pale cheeks turned red, saying, "He lied to you simple college students."
When Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows, he knew that the origin of this village was definitely not simple, and he told a story that he only knew the information through murals.
From Winfrey’s reaction, it is not difficult to see that his attitude towards this ancestor is very contemptuous, but it has a strange meaning.
It seems that he is very familiar with Nan Yan Wang.
"He’s not making Yin soldiers," said Ji Fangwei, glancing at the glass columns. "He’s experimenting."
Wen Fuli’s face was surprised and he smiled at Ji Fangwei. "Finally, a white man is not too stupid."
Ji Fangwei, who was praised by him, didn’t show the slightest happy expression.
Winfrey patted her head and said, "I forgot the important things when I saw you coming."
The words sound just fell and a few skin puppets pushed the gurney slowly to the surface with a few white spines.
Seeing these spines, Wen Fuli walked a little shambling and his face was fascinated. He stroked several bones and said, "But I also found several complete bones, which should be the first few so-called researchers."
Zhou Yan consciously touched his spine and felt a faint pain.
"I have always wondered why I would fail. I understand now because our villagers were cursed by the dragon god before, and their bones were not liked by the dragon god!" Wen Fuli simply tells the story.
"But," he said, picking up one of the white spines, "these spines are still intact. They are all foreigners, and the dragon god likes this white and pure body."
"It’s a pity to see you cursed, but I didn’t expect it to be lifted by Wen Wan." Wen Fuli’s face suddenly surged with hatred and her face became ferocious and horrible. "I didn’t expect her to become a paper man with such ability."
"But," Winfrey said, twisting her beard, as if thinking of something very pleasant, "she is still a stupid woman. It’s great that you were restored by cheap kindness!"
"I want to peel off your spine a little bit to be my dragon sacrifice!"
After hearing Wen Fuli’s speech, Zhou Yan secretly moved the hand with the mantra behind him. He seemed to be very jealous and hated his sister, but this kind of restoration of the paper man to the spell Wen Fuli could not be mastered. Maybe this is the opportunity to solve the whole thing.
Ji Fangwei noticed that Zhou Yan’s slight movement turned slightly to block Wen Fuli’s sight.
Wen Fuli randomly pointed to several puppets wearing big white gowns and said to them, "Please ask these distinguished guests to have a rest. I know it is very difficult for you to get rid of these fungi. I don’t think you want to become paper men again?"
Those skin puppets slowly approached the crowd, and their faces gradually spread red thin lines, slowly opened their dry and chapped mouths, and spit out bright red long tongues and hung straight to their chests.
Zhou Yan can clearly see that it is not a tongue.
It’s intertwining fine thread fungi. Obviously, if someone doesn’t obey Winfrey’s orders, these paper puppets will smear tongue fungi on that person.
"Don’t come near me," said Pang Yu, tightening his body and begging for mercy. "Can’t I go?"
Wen Fuli’s eyes kept falling on their faces, and he seemed to be looking at which part was more delicious. Generally, he said, "I won’t send it off, but I’ll leave now."
After that, he left the players with a back and slowly walked to the shadow on the left side of the laboratory and opened an iron door.
Looks like a ladder.
Zhou Yan was urged to walk to a place by those paper puppets before he could see what the equipment was.
"Mom, you scared me to death!" Zhang Wenwen finally released her nature when Winfrey walked away. She patted her chest and said, "Finally left. Who is he?"
"What is more important than this is where are we going to be taken?" Pang Yu almost wants to cry.