Chapter Seventy-Five: "The Horror"

"It's broken!" Xu Jing, who was originally leaning back against the seat, suddenly sat up straight and said a sigh, which was extremely abrupt in the dark screening hall.

"What's wrong?" In the darkness, Lin Jianguo's voice sounded, and several other people also listened to each other, wondering what was going on.

"Whew... Forget it, let's watch the film first. Xu Jing sighed and said.

Everyone turned their eyes back to the screen, only to see that as the lens progressed, there were fewer and fewer people, and the light became darker and darker.

Nearly a minute has passed, but the beginning of the short film makes a few people a little confused, as if it is a documentary, but there is no narration, and even in addition to the noisy neighborhood sounds, even the 'protagonist' does not seem to exist, only the alley under the dim light, and occasionally one or two cat meows and dogs bark.

Just when a few people were puzzled, a little fire appeared in the lens, and when the camera walked in, it was like looking down like a bow, but it was a pile of burning yellow paper, and there was paper money scattered around it.

"Squeak~~~"

When the camera turns to the iron door next to it, the iron door automatically opens, and the door shaft makes a lengthy 'creaking' sound, which is extremely harsh, but it is pitch black inside, without the slightest light, like the entrance to hell, which makes people feel furious in their hearts.

"Sizzle~Sizzle~Sizzle~"

Then the camera penetrated in, groping in the darkness for a while, and suddenly a chandelier flickered, and the orange light flashed and flickered.

Through the intermittent lighting, I saw a black-and-white photograph on a desk in the room, on which an old woman with gray hair was quietly looking at the camera with a kind smile, and in front of it was a fruit bowl with a few fruits and an incense burner, on which were inserted a few fine incense sticks that had only been lit for a short time, and wisps of light smoke were emitted.

"Click, click, click..."

The camera suddenly shifted to a wall, but it was a wall clock on the wall, and the hour, minute, and second hands were about to coincide with the position pointing to 'twelve o'clock', and the mechanical sound emitted was unusually crisp in the thick silence.

"Squeak~squeak~squeak~"

The camera turned quickly, but it was a rattan leisure chair not far away, swaying and swaying, and there seemed to be an old man lying on it resting, but the rattan chair was facing away from the camera, and the old man's face could not be seen clearly.

When the camera slowly approached the rattan chair, in the flashing orange light, I finally saw the side face of the old man who took a break, with gray hair and some folds on his face, but it was not vicious, just a little familiar.

"Hehe~hehe~~"

Suddenly, the old man who was taking a nap opened his eyes and turned his head, wasn't it the kind old woman in the portrait? I saw a strange smile on her pale face, and let out a burst of oozing laughter, which made people feel furious in their hearts.

"Wow~~Bang~"

The camera shook for a while, and it was obvious that the 'protagonist' was frightened by that weird smile, and he crashed into the room with a 'ping-pong' sound. Then the 'protagonist' rushed out of the house in a hurry and ran through the dim alley.

'Whew... A long sigh of relief, the "protagonist" finally breathed a sigh of relief after escaping from the danger, and the camera slowly stopped, but there was still a slight shaking.

"Woo woo~~~"

At this moment, a burst of crying sounded, it sounded like a little girl, as if she couldn't find her mother, crying a little sadly, the camera shook around, but only heard the sound, and never saw anyone, a little weird.

"Click~Click~Click~"

The camera pans downward, and a puddle of eye-catching blood on the ground, after a 'click', drip down from above, splashing scattered blood splashes.

"Wow~" With a terrible cry coming from the 'top of the head', the camera turned and 'looked' upward, in the dimness, I saw a miserable little white face drenched in blood, black lips, eyeballs popping out, and the corners of the mouth kept bleeding out,

"Bang Dang~"

The 'hero' was startled again.,Fell backwards.,Knocked a door behind it open.,"Whirring" had to make a rapid breathing sound.,Wait for a moment to calm down.,Only to find that it's just a doll hanging in the air wearing a white princess dress.、Half a meter high.。

The camera slowly turns back, 'looking' at the room that slammed the door open, bathed in red soft light, the whole room seems to be stained with a layer of blood, and a few pieces of dew are randomly thrown on a large bed. The clothes of the bones look like Ji.nv's room no matter how you look at it.

"Tick~Tick~"

'Hero' slowly looked in.,I saw the sink inside.,The faucet is dripping with water.,Next to it is a big white bathtub.,Just when the 'hero' stood up to check in.,But suddenly there was a pause.。

I saw a black human head slowly floating in the big bathtub, and it was popping out little by little, and after a while, half of her body leaned out, but it was a defenseless woman, with long hair hanging down, covering her entire face, and she couldn't see what it looked like.

"Wow, bmm...

Where can the 'protagonist' stay, as the camera shakes rapidly, he rushes out of the house and runs along the alley. With the switching of several cameras, a glimmer of light was ushered in in the distance after a while, but it was at the end of the alley.

When he was about to rush out of the walled city, another old man carried a one-person tall 'paper man' and suddenly turned into the alley, and the strange face of the 'paper man' instantly appeared in front of the 'protagonist'.

In a hurry, the 'hero' crashed over, the camera rolled over, fell on the road outside the walled city, and was shaking to 'stand up', but heard a 'beep~~~' whistle, and 'looked up', but it was a speeding car, and it hit the 'face'.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the screen went black, and the screening room was plunged into complete darkness.

"Smack." With a sound, Wei Ping fumbled and turned on the light again.

Among the six people, Xu Jing and Qin Tian both frowned slightly, thinking about something, while Zhao Xiaojun and Lin Jianguo were a little reminiscent of the short film just now.

"That's it?" The first to speak was Han Xiaoxin, who said in surprise.

"It's over." Wei Ping shrugged his shoulders and said.

"What are you talking about?" Wei Ping's short film seems to be a little beyond Han Xiaoxin's understanding.

"I walked into the walled city alone, and then I met a ghost, I was startled, and I was hit by a car and killed after rushing to the walled city." Wei Ping looked like 'you are mentally retarded' and replied.

"It's not... Who are you? Why can't you see him? Why don't you say a word? Why did he enter the walled city? And why did you break into someone's house? Wei Ping blurted out a series of questions.

"'People' are all of us. As for why you should tighten the walled city and why you should go into people's homes, you ask me, and I ask who to go. Wei Ping rolled his eyes and said.

β€œγ€‚γ€‚γ€‚γ€‚β€ Han Xiaoxin was speechless.