098. Can They Take Responsibility?

Lu Ban looked carefully and saw that it was a doll.

The joints are hidden under the kimono, and the face is as white as porcelain. The blush and lipstick can easily remind Lu Ban of a paper doll, but this doll has a weird feeling that is different from traditional paper dolls.

If the paper man with painted eyes gives the dead object the characteristics of a living thing, it leads to the uncanny valley effect.

Then this doll has an appearance similar to that of a human, but its size is too large, causing it to feel like a foreign body.

Lu Ban saw that the huge puppet was still waving in his direction, and the dull smile on the puppet's face made people feel numb.

"Is this this year's welcome mascot? It really has the style of Song Island. Do you know, brother Lu Ban, this is a specialty of Song Island, named Jingliureng Humanoid Doll, and it is a masterpiece written by Master Bunraku."

Tachibana Masamune seems to be very fond of the puppet that looks like it comes from the underworld. He even raised his hand to pick up the frame, as if he was thinking about how to draw it.

"I heard that Song Island seems to have had some accidents recently. Is there a strange fog filling the air?"

Lu Ban took advantage of the opportunity and asked casually while looking away from the scary face of the doll.

"Are you talking about Uncertainty Fog? It doesn't matter. Although Song Island was harassed by Uncertainty Fog before, there is no problem at all now, at least that's what the organizer said. And you see, how peaceful the island is."

Tachibana Masamune didn't take it seriously and was still admiring the huge doll hanging high in the clouds and mist.

"Uncertainty Fog is very common in the sea. Sometimes it floats near inhabited islands and causes pollution. This is the case this time. However, the shrine of Song Island has been dispatched with witches to purify it, so it is not a big problem."

Ginpei didn't take it seriously either.

Lu Ban nodded.

But he noticed that when Tachibana Masamune and Ginpei said these words, the woman Momiji on the side showed a slightly disdainful expression.

"If there is still pollution in Song Island, then how dare he let all Harmony Island artists come here? Can he bear the responsibility for accidents like mine? So just think about it and you will understand that this place should be safe."

Tachibana Masamune saw that Lu Ban didn't believe it, so he comforted him again.

Lu Ban No more entangled.

Because he feels that Song Island is 100% still polluted.

Otherwise, there would not have been incidents of artists disappearing.

The sailboat sailed into the port. This was indeed a large port, as the unlucky boatman said.

It's just that there are almost no ships in the Song Island port. It's sparse and extremely lonely.

"Why does it look like there's no one there?"

Lu Ban glanced at it. The huge puppet was only tied by a rope and connected to a building in the port. It looked very light. Under the puppet, there were several people dressed similarly to the people around him standing, discussing something.

"It may be the influence of Uncertainty Fog before. That kind of fog can make people confused and insane at sea. Even if it is purified, it is still scary. Lu Ban Master sent you to the ship, didn't you dare to approach it?"

Ginpei explained and walked off the boat.

Waiting under the boat were several men dressed in pure white hunting clothes. They wore expressionless masks and were uniform, like dolls.

"These are Shrine Officials from Song Island. They are in charge of the processing work of Corrupted Ones and assist the witches in purification. It is probably because Corrupted Ones appeared just now that they came to check."

Tachibana Masamune said casually.

Lu Ban watched with suspicion as Shrine Officials held a stick with a white note tied to the end and brushed it beside Ginpei who was the first to disembark, as if to disperse something.

He looked back and saw that none of the crew members on the sailboat they were on had disembarked, and no normal dock supplies were being carried out. They only stared at the four guests who had carried them. Their eyes were difficult to describe, but Lu Ban knew what they were similar to.

It was like watching the hanging pigs being sent to the slaughterhouse one by one.

It's Lu Ban's turn.

Shrine Officials in front of him said nothing, only brushing the stick wrapped with white paper around him. In the sound of the paper clattering, Lu Ban seemed to hear some kind of soft whisper, falling from the mountains of Song Island.

"Look, there's nothing wrong with it, cough."

Ginpei smiled and fanned himself with a fan in his hand. He cleared his throat and seemed to be coughing a little.

"Poetry Festival Starting tomorrow morning, we can go to the arranged residence first and have a party together in the evening."

Tachibana Masamune said, there were some rickshaws parked at the dock, and strong rickshaw drivers were gathering in twos and threes. When they saw Tachibana Masamune and the others, they came up to them.

Passing by the artists who were still studying the giant dolls, Lu Ban and others meandered along the road and soon saw a huge building located on the east side of the island.

It was a loft-like building with a large area that made the other houses look like dwarfs compared to it.

"That is the main venue of Poetry Festival, Anxinyuan, and the first game will be held here tomorrow."

Ginpei's fan pointed there.

"First game?"

Lu Ban feels that he already acted like he didn't understand enough before, so now he just doesn't pretend anymore and just looks like I don't know what I'm waiting for you to explain.

"Yes, Poetry Festival itself is a combination of several exhibitions, such as painting exhibitions, poetry exhibitions, puppet exhibitions, etc. Everyone communicates with each other and explains art. Tomorrow is the first art exhibition. In the next three days, there will be many such exhibitions. In addition, there are poetry gatherings, concerts, etc. For example, the Hai Chao Poetry Meeting on the second day is hosted by me."

Ginpei explained quite complacently.

Four rickshaws staggered towards Anxinyuan.

Lu Ban carefully observed the passers-by.

These passers-by should be local residents. They also wear similar upper body kimonos, lower body pants and boots, but their age distribution is wider, ranging from children to elderly people.

However, Lu Ban felt that the movements of these people were a bit stiff and lacked agility. Although there were conversations, exchanges, and interactions between them, they all seemed to give people an indescribable weird feeling, as if actors without acting skills were forcibly acting.

At this time, Lu Ban caught a glimpse of a child running on the street with a ball. He accidentally fell and fell forward. Perhaps because the speed was too fast and the balance was lost too early, the child's head hit the ground. Immediately, the neck bent backward due to the inertia of the body. With a crisp "click" sound, the child's head bent directly to 180 degrees.

His thin body twisted and fell irregularly like a puppet that had lost its strings, and rolled twice.

"!"

What surprised Lu Ban was not the accident.

Instead, just a few seconds later, the child, whose bones between his head and body had been broken, actually sat up. He slowly raised his head. He stood up, patted the mud and dust on his body, and chased the ball away again, as if he had just fallen lightly.

". Did you see it?"

Lu Ban asked tentatively.

"What did you see?"

Tachibana Masamune seemed to be sighing at the beauty of this sea street, and did not notice the strange and terrifying scene.

Ginpei also shook his head.

"No, it's nothing."

Lu Ban couldn't help but look back at the child, only to find that the child holding the ball was staring directly at him, as if he had also discovered Lu Ban.

Suddenly, a figure rushed out from the dark alley on the street and blocked the carriage.

"I see her, I see her, she's real, she's real!!!"

While shouting, the man was hit by the driver who was unable to dodge. He flew forward and rolled several times on the ground. Lu Ban could clearly see that his neck was probably broken and his legs were bent in an unnatural direction.

However, a moment later the man stood up, unharmed.

"She is real, you know, she is real, Calamity Priestess is real!"