"Ten"

The script suggests that the countdown to the end of the film has begun.

The dark land that belonged to the Blue Realm Mausoleum was less than three meters left, and three meters away was endless light.

It is ironic that the embodiment of Lan Jing Ling's heart is actually darkness, and the representative of the ghost is actually light, Lan Jing Ling can only comfort himself, and the savior Atumu also relies on the power of darkness to save the world.

"Eight."

There were only two meters left, and the fool seemed to sense something, and one by one the arms of light stretched out from outside the darkness of the Blue Realm Mausoleum and invaded.

"What's the hurry, according to your speed, it's no problem to devour me before the countdown is over." First one hand, then three, eight, many countless hands, watching more and more hands reaching out to him, wanting to catch himself, Lan Jingling smiled bitterly.

"Am I considered the protagonist treatment? How can there be a kind of steel dwarf in the face of the treatment of Shabi's Gate? ”

"Five."

At this time, those countless hands had already arrived in front of the Blue Realm Mausoleum, and they were about to grab the Blue Realm Mausoleum.

"Four."

At this moment, Lan Jingling's mind was blank, although he gave up when he knew that he was going to be devoured at the beginning, but, in this moment of life and death, Lan Jingling still instinctively wanted to survive, but after all, he was just an ordinary person, although he was a traverser, but he knew that there was no plug-in, no protagonist's aura, and no means to save himself.

Lan Jingling was completely desperate, he was angry and unwilling, why should I be devoured by you?

"Is it to be a coward for life, or a hero? Even if it's just for a few seconds. ”

Lan Jingling suddenly remembered a picture he had seen on the Internet before, and the line of words written on it.

"I never knew I was so afraid of death, I wanted to live so much."

At this moment, Lan Jingling was no longer afraid, no longer unwilling, and had only one thought in his heart.

"Even if it is death, Lao Tzu must die bravely!"

"Three."

Lan Jingling clenched his fists tightly, and punched at the countless lights with a selfless fist.

"Fry your uncle!"

Maybe it was Lan Jingling's selfless belief, or maybe it was at the same moment that the cursed thing thrown by Sun Xiaobai revived.

Touch!!!

Lan Jingling's punch actually repelled the countless hands of light in front of him!

Then, Lan Jingling fainted, and after that, he woke up in the screening hall of the Third Degree Theater.

Recalling the moment when the fist hit the hand of light, I don't know if it was an illusion that Lan Jingling seemed to see that there were actually some cracks in those hands of light.

"Can't underestimate any horror movie! No matter how difficult a horror movie is, it can destroy everyone, I hope everyone will keep this in mind and don't underestimate any horror movie! This time Sun Xiaobai did a good job, he immediately abandoned the cursed thing and survived. Tang Hai knocked on the conference table and said in a deep voice: "I want to say that cursed things can still be obtained in horror movies, but if your life is gone, everything will be over!" ”

Tang Hai's words said that the attention of the Blue Realm Mausoleum brought back to reality.

Lan Jingling was deeply touched by Tang Hai's advice, and the old rulers of Cthulhu did not create the Hell Cinema to give hope to mankind!

Tang Hai waved his hand and said, "Okay, everyone else will go back and digest Sun Xiaobai and Li Yao's experience well, and Lan Jingling will stay." ”

The others walked out and casually closed the room.

In the conference room, only Tang Hai, Lan Jingling, Sun Xiaobai, Li Yao and the handsome man with eyes were left.

Tang Hai smiled: "Mr. Lan, don't be nervous, I just want to talk to you, by the way, what do you want to drink, tea or coffee?" ”

There was bottled mineral water on the conference table, Lan Jingling took a sip just now, it was very sweet and delicious, he didn't like tea and coffee very much, and said: "No need, mineral water is very delicious." ”

Tang Hai nodded and said to the handsome man-eyed man: "Luo Shu, please bring me a cup of tea, you know the preferences of Xiaobai and Li Yao, and give them two a cup." ”

It turned out that the handsome man's name was Luo Shu.

Vena: "Okay. ”

After a while, Luo Shu came back with a pot of tea and a cup of milk tea, he gave the milk tea to Li Yao, and then gave it to Sun Xiaobai, Tang Hai and himself a cup of tea, and put the pot of tea in front of Tang Hai.

Tang Hai took a sip of tea from a small teacup, closed his eyes and swallowed it very enjoyably: "The only good thing about the Hell Cinema is the treatment of the actors after they return to the theater, and the food and drink are all high-end goods." ”

Lan Jingling nodded in agreement, he knew this in the book, just the mineral water he had just drunk let him know the treatment of the Hell Cinema.

"I've starred in a total of fifteen horror films, and after acquiring the cursed thing and having basic self-preservation abilities, I've been spending redemption scrolls to buy and collect all kinds of information." Tang Hai paused: "In the first few horror films, I bought some interesting information. ”

Tang Hai, who had a deep meaning, looked at Lan Jingling: "As far as I know, you didn't find anything cursed by the dead in the horror train, and Mr. Lan was possessed by a ghost, and he was lucky to survive." ”

Smiling, Tang Hai said sincerely: "I don't mean anything special, now, on behalf of the Third Cinema, I welcome Mr. Lan to join our big family." ”

After that, the meeting was dismissed, and Luo Shu took Lan Jingling to the place where the actors lived, and Lan Jingling randomly chose a room where no one was there and entered.

As soon as he lay in bed, he fell asleep, and the life and death experienced in the horror movie consumed too much mental energy from Lan Jingling.

"I remember I was just in bed."

The scene in front of me was very strange, surrounded by an endless starry sky, and the stars flickered and disappeared as if telling the truth of the universe.

There was indeed a meadow underneath his feet, floating eerily in the endless starry sky.

Just like this, Lan Jingling would only think that he had a strange dream, but not far from him there were two blue sofas, one long and one short, and a young man was sitting on one of the long sofas.

The strange thing is that when Lan Jingling's eyes touched the young man, he instantly understood the identity of the young man, and the extremely surprised Lan Jingling looked at the young man again, but found that he couldn't remember any information about the young man.

The young man said, "Don't look at it, my existence is beyond your comprehension. ”

Lan Jingling, who knew the identity of the young man, nodded, walked over to the sofa that was obviously prepared for him, and asked, "Why me?" ”

"I chose a lot of qualified people, and you are one of the few who survived the first horror film."

"Everyone else is dead?"

"Well, they all died in horror movies, and then, I erased their memories and brought them back to their old lives."

"Is it the same when I die?"

"No, you're funny, you actually got the parasitic curse in the first horror movie by chance, so I sent everyone else back, leaving you to stay in the hell cinema."

Lan Jingling smiled bitterly: "In other words, if I die, I am really dead?" ”

"Not only that, but when you die, the result will only be worse."

“……”

"I suggest you don't have a sentence that you shouldn't say, and I don't mind adding a little bit of horror to your horror movie."

Taking a deep breath, Lan Jingling asked, "How powerful is the old ruler of this world. ”

"In your understanding, it's a light cover and a black cover."

"Does one thought change diversity?"

The young man said with some evil taste: "I arranged a good friend for you to love and kill each other." ”

Lan Jingling felt that he could fight for a treatment: "I don't have the plug-in treatment of other traversers?" ”

"No, so try your best to live, don't let your story eunuch."

The existence of the young man began to dissipate, and Lan Jingling still had many questions, and the young man said when he saw this: "It's an exception to tell you so much, my existence will not give you the slightest chance of living, if you want to live, just explore your own potential, I'm optimistic about you, Sao Nian." ”