The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 291 Boring results, no winner 3

Following the clown's words, a group of strange things slowly floated up from the abyss exuding an evil aura.

Looking closely, there was...a pile of tattered corrugated cardboard boxes.

After being spliced ​​and inlaid with each other, these cardboards of different sizes and shapes form a unique and creative structure. It looks like a toy house carefully glued by children with glue. There are several dark holes with white smoke coming out. , quite a bit of post-modern art.

Long colorful silk ribbons sprouted from the tent pillars like chains, tightly binding the cartons, as if straws were entangled on them, absorbing the strange yellow-brown light flowing on the surface.

"Haha... You actually want to take the opportunity to escape when the number of people in the circus is reduced and its strength is weakened. This is simply a daydream! You are a beast abandoned by the times. The best destination is to accept the fate of being devoured!"

The vicious ridicule, like sharp arrows shot out, completely angered the being hidden in the cardboard box.

A low and long roar like a cow's roar sounded, and a mysterious power with an ancient charm rippled out, like a circle of water waves spreading.

Various things that come into contact with ripples, whether it is satin ribbons, wooden stages, or plush carpets, everything is instantly covered with a layer of yellowish brown. The material is rapidly changing to various colored cardboards, and at the same time, the spatial positions are reversed and confused. They gather towards the carton, increasing its size.

As if caught in an earthquake, the tall and deep tent trembled violently, and fine cracks appeared on various facilities, as if it would collapse in the next moment.

However, this change only lasted for a short moment before being interrupted by a more powerful force.

……

"Why bother to resist? The noble bloodline and prestige of the old days are worthless in today's era. Just wait for the last moment. Maybe I will be merciful and leave a trace of your consciousness as a circus. The handyman here..."

Autumn rains in the south are always abundant, and regardless of whether the newly planted oats and vegetables can be drunk, they continue to pour water for several days without hesitation, until the poor crops resolutely close their mouths and the turbid water overflows. When we reached the country road next to him, we reluctantly withdrew our magical power, only to be covered by a thick gray cloud.

White Gloves snapped his fingers lightly, the messy pile of cardboard boxes fell into the ground again, the stage carpet squirmed back into place, and everything returned to normal.

In such a remote rural town, there are naturally not that many sanitation cleaners to perform their duties. The half-dry and half-thin sticky sludge is sandwiched with withered and rotten grass, lying lazily on the roadside, letting the tires press on it and shake it. A trail of black and yellow marks appeared.

Contrary to the relaxed and comfortable expression on his face, the smile on the clown's face faded in an instant, and he paced angrily.

The current plan is to recruit new members as soon as possible in order to steadily suppress and digest the prey, but the right target is not so easy to find...

It resumed the train of thought it had just interrupted, and thought bitterly: "The spirit of witchcraft seems to have escaped from a piece of debris, but it was a pity that it was thrown away by the chaotic space gate. Otherwise, it could be used as waste. "

...It’s really a headache. According to the original estimate, drawing Morgana in, cooperating with the [Ring of Merlin], and the combined efforts of all the people are enough to crush the bull with no power and cast it into a circus. The foundation makes this tent a complete half-plane, and he can be promoted along with it, hoping to touch the door of immortality.

Countless colorful ribbons woven into animal smiling faces and other patterns sprouted from the void in all directions, like hundreds of bloodthirsty poisonous insects with mouthparts, whizzing and circling into the pile of cartons, and the blood-stained hazy light was violently swept away. After pulling out, the low roar suddenly turned into a wailing moan.

……

Bits of confetti peeled off like snow, and more paintings, balloons and other decorations gradually appeared on the exaggeratedly gorgeous circus tent, which seemed to indicate that the precious origin of the owner of the cardboard box pile was being snatched away by this hateful enemy. .

But now, all the efforts were in vain! Even because of the damage to the overall strength of the circus, the captives who had already become prisoners in the cage almost got a chance to take advantage of it.

The half-old orange-yellow school bus turned a corner and swayed to a stop. The mechanical lever pulled the door open half a foot, and a thin figure squeezed out in a panic, and ran away stumblingly. Leave a string of ridicule and sarcasm behind.

"There are still idiots in this world who don't know what a girl's menstrual cycle is like until she is sixteen years old. She is indeed a freak!"

"In their Puritan families, they think it is a symbol of purity. Tsk tsk, don't say that. I know there are many boys now who like to develop such a cutie that looks like a blank sheet of paper..." "That's not true. It must be you! Haha, I didn’t expect you to like this..."

"Don't be ridiculous, her flat body will be very annoying..."

Even though the school bus had spewed exhaust fumes and sped away, the malicious words seemed to still linger in the air, turning into thorny thorns that pricked people all over.

The large schoolbag was like a boulder, pressing on the shoulders of the thin girl, which seemed a bit disharmonious. She covered her ears desperately and staggered on the path.

The blond hair on her forehead gradually turned into a wet patch, sticking tightly to her skin. The girl raised her eyes blankly, and a few drops of coolness fell on her face that was still pretty. Only then did she realize that at some point, the misty water had Silk fell from the sky again.

She shrugged her schoolbag on her shoulders, and the heavy burden of the past seemed to be lighter. The girl suddenly looked back, but there was a long gaping hole. The stationery and textbooks were soaked in the dirty muddy water and scattered quietly all the way. It was obvious that It was when I was in a hurry to get out of the car that I ended up hanging somewhere.

——No one of the classmates said anything to remind me.

The girl stood sluggishly, like a solidified stone sculpture, until after a few breaths, she silently bent down and picked up the things bit by bit.

The cold wind of late autumn stirred up moisture and stained the body. It didn't take long for most of the thin school uniform to be soaked through.

Under the gray sky, the girl struggled to hold the canvas bag, with a blank expression on her face, and moved her legs stiffly towards the place called home.

She knew what was coming.

This has happened countless times since I can remember.

The pace stopped in front of a dilapidated two-story old house, and with trembling little hands, he slapped the door hard.

The beige wooden door with peeling paint opened with a creak, followed by a low, vibrating roar.

"Carrie——!"

The tall and thin woman opened her eyes wide, tightened her grip on the old-fashioned black apron, and the muscles on her haggard face trembled.

"Why is it so dirty?

Why did you come back so late?

Did you do anything inappropriate? Almighty Lord, I want to repent to you..."

The continuous unprovoked questions were like cold sea water flooding her mouth and nose, making the girl feel like she was suffocating.

Everything in front of him seemed to turn gray in his eyes.

This is my life

——She thought.

(End of this chapter)