According to the plot of general horror novels, when the protagonist sees a human head strangely appearing in front of his eyes, then his first reaction must be to escape from the room immediately.

It sounds a bit of a wretch, but imagine if the protagonist of the novel didn't run at this time, but curiously stepped forward and picked up the head, opened the window and threw it down as if nothing happened.

Then the horror atmosphere created before will disappear in an instant, and not only that, but it will also make the reader find it funny. Therefore, the key to the atmosphere of horror novels lies in the protagonists in the play, or supporting characters, and even some passers-by, in the face of sudden horror events.

That's why it appears, when the story develops to a certain period of time, the protagonists will obviously not be afraid anymore, but when the author sets them, he still has to make them "frightened".

Of course, although the authors will try to make up for the atmosphere, they will still be complained by some unreasonable people that the plot is illogical, (what's going on with the protagonist, will he be afraid after so many things?) The more I write, the less terrifying it gets. (The more you read this book, the less scary it becomes, it's really boring.) ）

Li Zhengyang saw this, so he never wrote long horror novels, even if the words in some places were not enough, he also tried to strictly control the number of words within 150,000 words.

In this way, it can make the protagonist feel frightened to the greatest extent, and let the readers who substitute for the protagonist feel frightened.

Therefore, in the original plot of the novel, the appearance of the protagonist "he" is not at all calm. "He" exclaimed, and desperately escaped from the house.

This plot is really suitable for the current Li Zhengyang, so although it is the second time that he has encountered something similar, Li Zhengyang did not hesitate to choose to escape.

At this moment, his mind was full of blanks, he didn't think about anything, and he couldn't think of anything.

He just ran down the stairs. until he found that the raindrops of beans had smashed his head.

The torrential rain that had been brewing for a day finally poured down, and the disturbing lightning and the deafening thunder made Li Zhengyang lose the direction of escape for a while.

The community under the curtain of the rainstorm is like an oil painting that has not yet dried up, hazy and extremely unreal.

However, just when Li Zhengyang felt at a loss for a short time, he heard a series of "Tengteng" footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor.

The sound of the footsteps was not very loud, and it was even much weaker than the rainstorm outside, but when it reached his ears. But for some reason it seems so clear.

He half-turned and glanced back at the stairs, which brought him back to reality.

It was a headless body, dressed in a black skirt and holding a rectangular box in both hands.

Just when Li Zhengyang was looking at it in a daze, the next moment, it had already appeared in front of Li Zhengyang.

It didn't say a word, just opened the box slowly in its hand, and then put its bloody head on Li Zhengyang's hand.

At this time, Li Zhengyang could really feel the sticky blood on his head. But he couldn't help but accept such a thing. Because he had lost control of his body, let alone moving, he couldn't even blink his eyes.

But when the little girl stuffed the box and the human head into Li Zhengyang's hand, it disappeared in the rain. And at this time. Li Zhengyang also regained control of his body, but his body was trembling vigorously.

In this story, the "death express" refers to the fact that whoever receives the delivery box will die in the following days. Then. The ghosts transformed by the dead continue to search for their next target.

As for why the little girl would give him her head, this is actually hinting at him. As long as you have a dead man's head in the box and send it out, you won't be killed.

Although the ultimate solution to this story is this, it is obviously not so easy to get in the book. But after a series of attempts, and a series of things, he found this solution in the book.

The last time he experienced this story, he was scared to death by the little girl's head. Because wherever he goes, this box with a human head will follow him. Whenever he woke up from his sleep, he would see a bloody human head standing on the head of the bed, staring at him.

"Here we go again! What should I do this time? ”

Li Zhengyang pouted and stuffed the little girl's head back into the box, and then he rushed into the rainstorm. Some cold rain beat down on his face, giving him a sense of pathos that only he had fate in the whole world.

The last time he didn't know what to do to get rid of the box, he blindly wanted to give away the cursed box and the human head in it. But as a result, a lot of people, many of his book lovers died innocently.

And now, having experienced this for the second time, he can be said to know very well what to do to get rid of it and survive. Only then will he be unable to follow the plot, and the original plot of the novel will be changed, and his ending will become unknown.

Whether to destroy humanity to harm those book lovers, or to retain conscience, and try to open up a new ending, these two paths made Li Zhengyang difficult to choose for a while.

A hotel where everyone stayed.

"I think the incident may be far from over, you see outside, it's already raining."

As he spoke, Xiao Mo opened the window, and as the window opened, everyone in the room felt a chill.

"It seems like a week has passed since the last time, but looking outside, there is no intention of making it illusory. And Li Zhengyang has not had a letter during this time, and it doesn't seem like he has encountered anything. ”

Li Shuai crossed his legs, sat up from the bed at this time, and continued the above words:

"But it's okay, at least the sleeping problem of the handsome guy has been solved."

"Or how about you being the god of sleep." Wen Qiayun covered her mouth and smiled.

Seeing Wen Qiayun taking care of himself, Li Shuai's broken mouth had a tendency to start, but fortunately, Xiao Mo's eyes were quick and he dispelled his idea in time:

"Although eight days have passed, and the place where the incident was carried out still has not changed, I suggest that you still not read that novel.

After all, no matter how curious you are, you can't compare it to life. ”

Xiao Mo said this sentence to Li Shuai, and at the same time, he was also alerting himself, because for him, a fan of horror novels, the book "Xenogeneous Curse" was also quite tempting.

"Another ......"

Xiao Mo wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by the sudden ringing of his mobile phone. (To be continued......)