As a high-end hotel, the lobby of the Plaza Hotel covers a very large area, and the ceiling height is also seven or eight meters.

More than two years ago, when there was electricity, the huge glass-painted chandelier hanging from the dome looked like a sparkling light in the sky—in such a wide and lofty space, the human voice on the other side sounded like a soft and vague background music in the air.

It was precisely because of this that when Kiyokuru's shoulder slammed against the marble pillar, the frowning muffled sound barely stirred up any waves—no one but himself heard him let out a low moan of pain.

He slammed into the stone pillar without hindrance, and his left hand was empty, and when he turned his head again, there was nothing left on his shoulder.

- However, it is difficult to say how unexpected such an outcome was; Even Kiyokuru himself was not much disappointed.

Leaning back against the marble pillar, he slowed his breath and subconsciously took out a crumpled cigarette and put it in his mouth; However, as soon as his finger touched the lighter, his movements immediately stopped.

Looking up, there was not a trace of movement in his dark vision.

…… Even the sound of the wind blowing up the cloth and the rustling of the branches and leaves just now disappeared from the building like a low tide; All that was left was absolute darkness and silence.

It was so dark that the vague shadows in the distance seemed to move when I glanced at it; But on closer inspection, it seems that there is nothing.

"Ji Shanqing......?" He tentatively called softly, "Is that you?" Where are you? ”

His voice fluttered through the air, eventually lowering in its entirety. Until it came to an abrupt end. He waited for a long time, but naturally did not hear any response.

Judging by the current situation. Going upstairs is unlikely. Not to mention the distance from the stairwell, now walking alone into the dark stairwell. It's definitely not a good idea either.

Kiyokuru's gaze fell on the door. In the entire pitch-black hall, only there was a slight dimness, as if there was still the last glimmer of light between heaven and earth.

After waiting, Kiyokuru never heard any noise around him, so he took a step forward. It's just that as soon as he moved, something suddenly fell from his body, and it fell to the floor with a "dang" - it turned out to be the lighter he had pulled out half of just now.

After two seconds of hesitation, Kiyokuru bent down and groped in the darkness - but his movements soon stopped.

He touched the lighter. At the same time, I touched the tip of a shoe.

Saying that it was too late, Qing Jiuliu suddenly jumped up and struck straight up with one hand; But just like the last time, his hand didn't touch anything, just passed through the air - and as soon as the blow missed, he immediately turned around the next second and ran out in the direction of the gate.

…… hurriedly retreated into the darkness in a few steps, Ji Shanqing turned around again, and the figure at the door had disappeared.

He held his knee. He felt a little out of breath in his chest—not because he was running too fast, but because he didn't know where to run now; As far as the eye could see, there was a dead darkness everywhere.

The gate could not be exited, and now the only way out was the stairwell. As you can imagine. It will definitely not be a smooth road there, but Ji Shanqing still has to try-

From memory, he could barely figure out a direction by feeling the darkness. Cautiously walked in that direction—he made every move so lightly that he didn't make a sound.

"Ji Shanqing......?"

There seemed to be some tentative sound. Suddenly the gift package stopped.

"Is that you? Where are you? ”

Ji Shanqing bit his lip and didn't say a word. Struggling to discern the source of the sound - however, the sound was diffused by the lobby, drifting through the air with a faint echo, which was not easy.

It seemed that because he didn't hear the response, there were suddenly a few familiar "click" sounds in the darkness, and then, a trace of fire jumped up from the front, casting an orange-red light at the same time, which also made Ji Shanqing's heart slightly relieved.

A small patch of darkness was dispelled, casting a long, distorted shadow on a pillar not far away; The thin flame that kept shaking in the air illuminated half of the face that had been left in front of him for a long time.

The shadow engulfed the other half of his face as a line at the bridge of his nose, and his body from the neck down was still immersed in thick black, as if only half of his face was floating in the air.

"What are you doing standing still?" The fire kept flickering, casting light and dark on Kiyokuru's face. It's just that this light and shadow lasted tightly for two or three seconds before it suddenly went out, and the darkness shrouded it again - although the faint light was only for a short moment, Ji Shanqing was very sure that Qing Jiuliu didn't open his mouth when he spoke just now.

The "click" sound sounded a few more times, as if the other party was trying to make a fire, but it couldn't get up again; Ji Shanqing's whole body gradually had goosebumps - because the sound of "click" in the darkness was getting closer and closer step by step.

When the sound of the lighter finally stopped, Kiyokuru's voice rang out close to his face: "Let's go, let's go back." ”

Ji Shanqing's hair exploded, and he turned around and ran—but just after running two steps, he suddenly stopped and turned around.

"It's kind of weird...... This is the second time I've heard these two words. He whispered in the darkness, as if he had forgotten his fears for a moment. …… The wording, the speed of speech, and the tone of voice are all exactly the same. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, you can record, mutdown, edit, and play back the sound, right?" After being quiet, Ji Shanqing suddenly added: "My voice just now doesn't sound like it's drifting away." ”

There was not a sound in the darkness. Kiyokuru, who was still standing there just now, was silent as if he had melted into the darkness.

"Think about it, whatever you are, if you come near me, you can kill me. I should have died a long time ago. Ji Shanqing frowned and muttered, "So...... What's going on now? ”

As he himself found out. As soon as these words came out, it was as if someone had covered them with something. It came to an abrupt halt in the air, without stirring up the slightest echo.

"The last half of the sentence after 'go back' is...... If the Great Witch waits in a hurry and comes down in person, we will suffer. Ji Shanqing repeated this sentence gently, feeling his courage gradually return to his body: "When that sentence sounded, 'Qing Jiuliu' was walking towards me from the gate...... Together, it was like trying to make me let my guard down. ”

"But you don't know, that sentence itself is very problematic."

After Ji Shanqing finished saying the last sentence, he closed his mouth - there was silence around him again.

A few seconds passed. An unfamiliar deep voice came from the darkness: "...... What's the problem? ”

Ji Shanqing smiled silently - this person couldn't help but come out in the end. It's just that he just said too little, and he can't hear where the person is going.

When the gift bag spoke again, he didn't answer the other party's question, but asked, "You dare to provoke us even though you know that the Great Witch is upstairs." Do you not know who the Great Witch is, or are you too confident in this game? ”

"It's both." This time, the unfamiliar voice suddenly laughed low and became excited: "...... Ah, here it is. ”

What's coming?

Ji Shanqing frowned. Feeling that he was close to discovering his location, he hurriedly asked, "What's coming?" What the hell are you going to do? ”

"Not good, you're in the right place at the right time." The voice laughed hoarsely.

Ji Shanqing was shocked in his heart. It was too late to jump away from him - in the blink of an eye, a familiar face suddenly appeared in the darkness in front of him; The man then jumped to his feet, instantly enveloping his retreat. There was a glimmer of light in his hand, and then there was something sharp. Wrapped in a straight force, it sank deep into the chest of the gift bag.

When Ji Shanqing lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground. His gaze suddenly widened, and he still faintly discerned a vague outline in the darkness - the man was Kiyokuru, who was clutching a piece of broken glass.

…… After stabbing it twice, and feeling that the person under him was no longer moving, Qing Jiuliu gasped, pulled out the long piece of glass, and threw it away with a "dang long" sound.

"It's finally over," he muttered to himself in a hurry, holding his knees to his feet. After looking around in the dark, he took steps in the direction of what should be a stairwell: "Who the hell is it...... Who is ......?"

Perhaps it was because the tense nerves were finally relaxed, and Kiyokuru's murmuring voice wrapped in exhaustion, and gradually lowered.

A loud "boom" suddenly tore through the air, and a black shadow the size of a room suddenly fell from the sky and slammed heavily on the ground, just engulfing the foothold of Qing Jiuliu; With the crisp sound of glass breaking, the shards and echoes flew out in all directions, shaking the entire lobby as if they were faintly trembling.

When the fierce cracking sound lasted for half a minute before it finally quieted down, there was suddenly an unhurried sound in the air.

"Oops...... It looks terrible when it hangs on the ceiling, and it looks even more extraordinary when it falls. ”

With that, a white light flashed in the darkness, followed by a circle of flashlights, which immediately reflected the surrounding space—and in its dim and chilling light, the glass-painted chandelier, which had been broken in half and sunk in pieces, was taking up half of the hall in a state of splattering.

Holding the flashlight was a short, stocky, unattractive man, with a pair of thick lenses reflecting in the flashlight. He tugged at his shirt and looked around as he walked towards the chandelier.

"With such heavy force, the elephant was also stoned to death......" He narrowed his eyes, and just half laughed he, when his voice suddenly stopped.

…… Under the chandelier, there was no blood as he expected.

The thick glasses had just been shocked, and they suddenly realized that it was not a second; Before he could turn around, however, a hand suddenly wrapped its grip on his neck from behind, and gradually tightened on his throat - not with great force, but the blood in his body suddenly changed direction, and rushed towards the hand. Then it disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.

"Look at me carefully," he said, as his thick glasses weakened and his eyes darkened with dizziness. Kiyokuru's voice clenching his back teeth sounded in his ears: "...... With such a face, are you going to smash the flowers with a chandelier? ”

From the throat of thick glasses. There was a faint "cooing" sound, and I don't know if it was blood flow or poor breath.

"How can you find an opportunity to praise yourself at any time?"

As he spoke, Ji Shanqing peeked out from the other side of the chandelier - as soon as he saw him, his thick glasses suddenly widened his eyes and fluttered his hands and feet a few times - the clothes on the chest of the gift bag were torn, but the skin could not be seen under the layers of clothes that were turned over; With an unhappy face, he covered the hole in his clothes with his hand, and instructed Qing Jiuliu to say, "It's almost time to put it down, and I'll suck you to death in a while." ”

“…… Just know how to move your mouth. Kiyokuru muttered. Seeing that the thick glasses were already snow-white and looked like he was about to faint, he lazily threw him to the ground, and put a few fingers on his neck as a precautionary measure.

The thick glasses that had just lost a lot of blood in one breath really didn't even have the strength to get up; He glanced at Ji Shanqing with trembling lips, and asked vaguely, "You...... How did you...... And why do you ......?"

"First, because he's not human, and second, because we've all found out that we're still in the hall — ask a little creative." Before he could say his question, Kiyokuru answered impatiently: "...... No? Then we ask you. ”

"Was that what you were capable of?" Ji Shanqing squatted down and said in a very determined tone: "Who are you?" Why did you come to the door? ”

Thick glasses gasped. opened his mouth-

[How do you make a horror movie for 10,000 yuan? ] 】

The answer is by editing.

Once the "actor" is determined, this ability can be activated. After the launch, every action the actor makes, every word he says, and every scene that appears will be used as the initial film material. for capacity owners to edit; The scenes and sounds that are projected after editing will become the "set" and "plot" in the eyes of the actors, so that the actors will act according to the script. Due to the limited budget, the film cannot be too long. After a maximum of fifteen minutes, the end of the film's story will be determined - given that it is a horror film. It's better if someone dies.

The film's 10,000 yuan budget is used to buy necessary props. Don't overspend.

PS: Once the film starts shooting, the set is protected from interruption unless it ends.

"In other words, what we see is actually what you recorded, modified, and then put to us to see." Ji Shanqing sneered, "But this lamp, no matter how you look at it, it's more than 10,000, right?" ”

"The things of the last days are worthless." Thick glasses struggled to say.

"It's really the worst film I've ever had in my acting career." Kiyokuru took a sip, pinched his neck and asked, "Why are you coming to trouble us?" ”

"I can't say—" Thick glasses spat out these words, and suddenly felt the blood rush up again; He hurriedly shouted at Ji Shanqing: "--In short, it's because of the death of a visa officer!" You killed it, right? ”

“…… How do you identify it as me? Gift Bag was taken aback, not expecting this person to be a candidate under another examiner - only he thought about it and quickly frowned.

"I still have a few companions," Thick Glasses stammered back, "and there's a woman's tracking ability......"

"That's not right," Kiyokuru also noticed something wrong: "When I first heard the whistle, the mission to track down the visa officer killer hadn't come down yet-"

"Whistle?"

Behind a pair of lenses, the man's eyes widened in confusion. "Is that the whistle you were talking about?"

Qing Jiuliu and Ji Shanqing paused, and at the same time raised their heads with pale faces.

The sound of the whistle sounded softly, this time much closer, and sounded as clear as it sounded in the ears. (To be continued.) )

PS: Do you know how long I've been stuck in this chapter! From nine o'clock in the morning! Stuck all the way to the present! Finally finished!! I've already thought about the plot that will happen next, but it's a wonderful experience to not be able to write it...... I don't write much about horror plots, after all, some people love and some are afraid.

Thank you for the rewards of Little Fat Bird, Hua Xia Mian, Mia and others, and the monthly passes of everyone such as Nianhua Jushi, Sure enough, Lost Fallen Leaves, and Daughter Chasing the Sun! Why is the list so short?

I'm going to throw up in front of the computer for a while......