Time goes back a few minutes ago.

The people in the carriage watched Lan Jingling walk through the front door of the carriage, and gradually disappeared into the darkness, silent, and for a while, the carriage fell into a dead silence.

Sun Xiaobai stared blankly at the darkness without the figure of the Blue Realm Mausoleum in front of him, in his mind was the battle between heaven and man, one voice made him unable to give up the Blue Realm Mausoleum, and the other tempted to say that even if he couldn't guarantee his survival, he didn't want to save the whole world.

Sun Xiaobai remembered his situation, it was an evening, he was about to go home after finishing the work, and in the staff locker room, a poster suddenly floated by, how could it be windy in this obviously closed space?

Curious, Sun Xiaobai walked over and picked up the poster, only to see that this was a poster of a horror movie, a dilapidated and gloomy villa was vividly printed on the poster, which said "Home of the Dead", and then Sun Xiaobai found that his name actually appeared on the poster.

After that, he came to a kitchen, and from the reflection of the kitchen utensils, he only had flesh and blood on his body, and his skin was gone!

The next moment, his skin came over, and only the skin's hand grabbed Sun Xiaobai's hair and grinned at him, and the rules of the Hell Cinema were poured into his mind like a tide.

If it weren't for the help of veterans, Sun Xiaobai would have turned into a new ghost in this "House of the Dead", how could he still be now?

Li Yao looked at Sun Xiaobai, who was struggling with whether to save Lan Jingling, she sighed, who knew her boyfriend's personality, and said with some pride: "Go see Lu Renjia, bring him back, with his virtue of being able to get injured in the next car, maybe he will fall and faint again now." ”

Li Yao's firm gaze made Sun Xiaobai firm in his heart, the Hell Cinema is very dangerous, and no one can guarantee that he can leave the Hell Cinema after saving 10,000 redemption scrolls, but so what? I'm just stupid! I just have to stick to my heart!

hugged Li Yao, Sun Xiaobai turned around and jumped off the train.

The other newcomers all looked at Li Yao with the eyes of Shabi, only the actor who played Zhou Nianzhang watched Sun Xiaobai run away meaningfully.

Suddenly, Sun Xiaobai had a hunch that if he chased in the direction that Lu Renjia left, not only would he not be able to save him, but he would also put himself in, this is not the first time Sun Xiaobai has this premonition, in the last horror film "Don't Look Back" in which he participated, after the protagonist died, he was set as the new protagonist by the plot, and then obtained this premonition, at that time, it was the same as now, and he could be killed by ghosts if he moved forward, but Sun Xiaobai endured the fear and broke through, and finally returned to the Hell Cinema alive.

No longer hesitating, Sun Xiaobai ran up and chased after Lu Renjia.

Gaze back to the Blue Realm Mausoleum.

Lan Jingling, who was silently counting the time, suddenly felt that the temperature around him had dropped a lot, especially behind him, and the cold feeling was much colder than in other directions.

Although I don't know the principle, in many horror movies, abnormal conditions such as colding and power outages are common, and they are the harbingers of ghosts coming.

Realizing this, Lan Jing Ling ran forward without looking back, for fear that there would be a ghost behind him, and he even used his strength to escape!

"Whew!"

Ran desperately for a while, out of breath Of course, Lan Jingling endured his fear, turned his head and looked at the rear.

There is no one.

Lan Jingling, who was tired, breathed a sigh of relief, accidentally lame, and the whole person fell onto the railroad tracks, and his arm was even more rubbed with a layer of skin, and the blood donation flowed down.

Ignoring the bleeding wound, Lan Jingling grabbed the mobile phone that fell in front of him, turned around and looked around with a flashlight, fortunately, there was no ghost in sight.

But the sense of crisis in Lan Jingling's heart was even worse!

Because, the redemption scroll did not increase because he escaped the ghost's attack, which shows that the ghost has not given up on him as a target!

A long time ago, Lan Jingling thought about the role of the redemption scroll, first of all, according to an actor in the Hell Cinema, if you want to live in a horror movie, the salary of the horror movie will basically be deducted.

And the number of salary redemption rolls of the protagonist is also different from that of the supporting roles, which gives the protagonist more leeway when changing the plot and not according to the script, so the question is, in the original horror film, including the protagonist, when no one holds the curse of the dead, how did their rookie actors survive the pursuit of invisible ghosts?

After thinking about it for a long time, Lan Jingling came to a conclusion, that is, after the newcomer supporting actor like him was attacked by a ghost, he could only be considered safe if he fled to the place where the protagonist was located and was with all the actors, after all, there are some routines in horror films, no horror film will let everyone be wiped out when the movie is only ten minutes into the first movie, and the Hell Cinema is no exception, and it will not let the ghosts destroy the actors at once.

Besides, all the horror movies shot in Hell Cinema are different from the horror movies in reality, Hell Cinema will not shoot any bad movies, and all horror movies have a way out!

Just see if the actors can catch it before the redemption roll is consumed.

"Stir fry stir fry!"

Lan Jingling grabbed the arm that had scratched the skin, and made him scold in pain.

"Calm down, calm down, calm down!"

Stimulated by the pain, Lan Jingling temporarily suppressed his fear and calmed down a little, he knew that there was only a dead end to continue running, and it was better to return to the carriage where the protagonist was and gamble.

"This tunnel is so dark, I can't see the road very clearly, I'd better go back to the carriage first."

In order to make his actions more logical, Lan Jingling said a self-created line, perhaps because the script acquiesced to Lan Jingling's actions in order to pursue a more realistic plot, and not a single redemption scroll was deducted.

Unable to think for too long, Lan Jingling chose to believe his previous guess, ignored the wound on his arm, supported his body with his two palms on the ground, and turned around and ran back.

Lan Jingling didn't dare to run very quickly, he was afraid to run with all his strength just now, and he accidentally fell, if the ghost was following behind, he would have gone to get the bento a long time ago, this time he learned a lesson, adjusted his breathing, and ran not fast or busy.

It is naturally impossible to fix the lights in one place during the run, and the lights that fall back and forth illuminate the road ahead from time to time, which makes Lan Jingling very afraid, and he is afraid that the next time he shines in front of him, he will suddenly shine a ghost.

Suddenly!

Lan Jingling felt something under his feet trip him, because of the speed, he flew out, he fell again, and in mid-air Lan Jingling realized that he might be about to receive a bento.

Touch!

This time it was even worse, his head hit the railroad tracks, his consciousness began to become dizzy, he felt something flowing down his head, and when he reached out and touched it, his hands were suddenly covered with his own hot blood.

"Don't faint!"

Between life and death, Lan Jingling bit the tip of his tongue, and immediately bit his tongue, his mouth was full of blood, but the feeling of dizziness subsided a lot, and Lan Jingling, who had woken up, spit out the blood in his mouth, and then took a breath, and was about to stand up and continue running.

At this moment, a dirty and cold hand quickly stretched out from the gravel paved between the railroad sleepers, and grabbed Lan Jingling's right leg!

In an instant, the cold and cold aura entered his body along Lan Jingling's right leg, and in less than a second, he only felt that his right leg had lost consciousness, as if his entire calf was frozen.

Under the erosion of the cold cold, Lan Jingling lost control of the lower half of his body, and his strong will to survive drove him to keep crawling forward.

"Woohoo...... God or demon, whoever it is, please save me! ”