The night of the seventh day of April.

Qin Ze didn't know that this strange doll seemed to have opened a channel between the two worlds and transmitted some images to the past.

He eased the pain of lovesickness through the doll.

In another world, there are also people who have eased the pain of lovesickness through those images.

Qin Ze held the puppet in his hands, sat on the sill of the bay window, and looked at the night.

That was Qiao Wei's favorite position. After the two of them were together, Qiao Wei liked to ask Qin Ze to peel an apple for her, then sit on the bay window sill, wrapped in a blanket, and watch the night.

Qin Ze leaned against the door of the bedroom, admiring the curves of Qiao Wei's side and her exquisite and graceful figure.

At this time, the night in the human world is peaceful and the moonlight is like amber.

At this time, in the realm of the old calendar, the red moon hung high, like the eyes of the ancient gods.

Through the little doll, a couple in troubled times had a spiritual connection in an instant.

They couldn't even reach the end of the world together at this moment, they just looked at the sky from a distance, thinking that their other half was probably missing them too.

Just relying on such thoughts, it seems that no matter whether it is the boring world in reality or the world full of distortions, it is no longer difficult to endure.

After a while, Qin Ze came back to his senses and observed the puppet carefully.

"Is it my imagination? You seem a little thinner than before? Did you do something that led to the consumption of flesh and blood?"

The doll didn't speak.

After saying "Hello, my dear", the doll never spoke again.

At the same time, Qin Ze concluded a rule.

If you stare at the puppet, the puppet will not disappear or teleport.

But if you blink, the doll may appear in a random position.

A location that is not too far away from you and where you can see yourself.

However, not every time you blink you will teleport.

To put it simply, if you don't blink, the puppet will definitely stay in place, but if you blink, there is a chance that it will move.

"You have indeed lost weight. I remember it very clearly. Although the arms I made are slender, they are not skinny."

"You seem to be losing weight. Is this getting better or worse for you?"

The puppet didn't answer.

Qin Ze said:

"Is there a limit to the number of times you can answer me? Something that limits the number of times you can take action?"

"For example, my abilities? Functions? Or my level in the past?"

In addition to the functions of the Old Calendarists, there are also levels of the Old Calendar itself.

Qin Ze is convinced of this, because the "quality" he obtained can be divided into four attributes: "external body", "soul", "old calendar" and "function".

Now we can be sure that if "quality" is invested in the outer body, it will be strengthened physically. If "quality" is invested in functions, it will strengthen professional abilities.

But the "mind" and "old calendar" are still unclear.

The puppet Qiao Wei still did not reply to Qin Ze's question.

Qin Ze thought for a while:

"If some of what I said before is right, next time I blink, you will teleport."

He closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, Qin Ze was shocked.

The puppet actually teleported.

Qin Ze was surprised to find that the puppet actually teleported to the calendar, and the clay feet stepped on a certain word on the calendar.

This calendar is not the old calendar, but the ordinary almanac.

Qin Ze walked to the almanac.

He specially bought a custom-made calendar, which is exactly the same in appearance as the silver-white old calendar, to prevent certain emergencies in the future.

And where the puppet Qiao Wei's feet are, the word "Ji" is clearly written on it.

Qin Ze said:

"Breaking taboos? Breaking taboos can make you no longer lose weight and give you some kind of physical supplement?"

The puppet still didn't speak, but in the next second, when Qin Ze blinked, it teleported to Qin Ze's shoulder.

Although he did not get a clear answer, Qin Ze seemed to have confirmed this guess.

"Since I created you, I can't let you starve to death. But remember, you are just a product I use to express my love."

"Essentially, I know very well that you are not Qiao Wei."

"If I feed you through taboo-breaking behavior, you should respond accordingly and show your value, either to protect me or to provide me with help."

"You are not my wife. Only Qiao Wei can prostitute me for free, but you can't. Is it a deal?"

"By the way, in order to distinguish you from you and Qiao Wei, I decided to give you a name. This gives you a unique identity."

"Do you think it's better to call you Erya, Cuihua, Azhen, Xiaomei, or Xiuqin?"

The doll silently protested these names.

Qin Ze then smiled:

"I'm just kidding, I'll call you Xiao Qiao."

Qin Ze blinked again. This time, the puppet teleported to the word "Yi".

"It means the above is a deal, right?"

The doll returned to Qin Ze's hand again and accepted his identity as "Xiao Qiao". Qin Ze felt confident.

The seventh day of April will soon come to an end.

At eleven fifty-nine in the evening, there was no need to check the time. Qin Ze seemed to have developed a habit and became excited subconsciously.

"It's the last day. As long as I survive April 8th and May 26th... I can become a true Old Calendarist."

Equally excited was the puppet Xiao Qiao.

It's hungry. Very hungry.

Qin Ze's guess was correct. It requires the creator to violate taboos to maintain its evil nature.

Otherwise, the body will wither, rot, and become resentful of the holder. During its death, a curse may be released on the holder.

Of course, just maybe.

Although Qin Ze was essentially convinced that this was not Qiao Wei, he did model it after Qiao Wei.

This also leads to the fact that the puppet Xiao Qiao is actually more evil than spiritual, but he does not choose to harm the owner.

Even if it can be fed by "Ji", it can also provide some additional distortion-level help.

What was originally an extremely sinister twist turned out to be somewhat romantic.

Now, seeing that Qin Ze is about to usher in a new "taboo", it is even looking forward to it.

When the clock struck twelve o'clock, Qin Ze immediately opened the calendar to the latest page.

On the eighth day of April, the Jiashen day of the Dingsi month, it is appropriate to go hiking, outing, traveling, and bathing.

Avoid falling asleep. Avoid levels and distortion.

Qin Ze frowned:

"Is this a way for me to sleep more?"

Qin Ze remembered that this matter was mentioned in the company group. If sleep is a taboo, it is best not to sleep and endure it for a day.

But Qin Ze, who focuses on pursuing taboos, will naturally not escape and must do the opposite.

"This taboo is different from yesterday. Yesterday I had a choice, but this time I have no choice at all."

"I probably have some understanding of distortion."

"The distortion triggered after sleep may be related to dreams or sleepwalking."

"Will the dream become reality? Or will it be a ghost on the bed? No, the ghost on the bed is more like an arrival."

Encountering distortions after sleeping, there are too many distortions in this kind of thing.

Qin Ze didn't know what would happen.

"As for Yi, it seems that the calendar is very encouraging for me to go out today... outing, traveling, mountain climbing. There may be adventures during the trip?"

"But I don't choose them."

It's not that Qin Ze isn't interested in these options, but it's rare that bathing appears among the appropriate options.

A rigorous taboo doctrine will naturally make good use of every opportunity.
To be continued...