Chapter 621: A Rough Horror Movie

Fang Yu is like the male protagonist in "Manslaughter".

When he has watched more than a thousand movies, in his mind, some eye-catching plots will be automatically generated.

The progress bar of the story goes to the middle.

This drama has no intention of pulling at all.

The opening is a direct climax.

Two psychic assistants went to the psychic medium's house to look for clues, but they were burned by a fire and there is no camera until now, and they are suspected of being offline.

Immediately afterwards, Laurian's perspective first arranged a few scenes to frighten the audience, and then the male protagonist Josh's abnormality exposed his true nature, making the audience sweat for the heroine's family played by Ao Mei.

Then, the police station was frightened, and everyone thought that the savior would be the Taoist priest Xiaofang's bones, and this terrifying black-veiled ghost actually took the initiative to come to the police station!

And he is still facing a defenseless Taoist priest Xiaofang who has no "magic weapon"!

This plot, don't say whether it's good or not.

First of all, it has no urine spots at all!

At the beginning of the film, it has been explained that this terrifying guy in the film has the ability to possess.

If Wen Ziren was to think about it, he would take the suspense route, let this guy possess a policeman, and then carry out a tense and exciting plot.

But Fang Yu just doesn't like to play cards according to common sense!

For Fang Yu, horror movies are actually the rougher the better!

"Smack!"

The power switch at the police station suddenly jumped!

Several police officers took out flashlights and hurriedly checked the situation.

If a place like the police station suddenly trips, there will be too much chaos.

Especially since there is no gun control in this place, I can't tell what will happen.

The white detective, who had been very sleepy just now, immediately stood up with a spirit, rubbed his eyes, and waved his hand in front of him.

He felt dazzled.

Because a strange black-veiled woman flashed in front of him just now, this woman's face was as shriveled as an old tree, and her mouth was pointed, not human teeth!

It holds a candle in its hand, which appears and disappears instantly.

Before the white detective could react, the thing was gone.

"Am I stumbling too much?" He tapped his head and reached for the flashlight

"Da~"

Under the glare of the flashlight, the detention cell lit up.

This police station is not small, with six detention rooms and four people standing.

In countries with high crime rates, this "occupancy rate" is actually low.

Of course, by next week, it may be full of people.

The first thing the white detective did was to confirm the situation of the prisoners who had not yet been sent to the court for judgment.

To put it mildly, they took advantage of the black light to escape from prison.

To put it mildly, it is not impossible for them to commit suicide in fear of sin.

The white detective shook his head and kipped out the picture that was suspected to be dazzling just now, he turned on the flashlight, and the audience followed his perspective and walked past the fence gates

Here, Wen Ziren used a trick of poor information.

The audience knows that the big one is coming, but the characters themselves don't know.

This makes the audience's nerves highly tense, and the more the character is kept in the dark, the more people will break out in a cold sweat for him.

After walking through the cells of one Mexican and two blacks in turn, the white officer turned on the flashlight and focused on the penultimate cell.

The room where the Taoist priest Xiaofang was located was the last one.

And the penultimate one, it's nobody.

The camera flashed by, not to mention the detective, and the audience didn't see what kind of picture it was.

Sharp-eyed viewers covered their mouths!

In the dark depths of that flashing cell, something stood!

The white detective stupidly passed by this cell and went straight to the last one, the cell of Taoist priest Xiaofang.

"Honestly, do you hear me?"

After he said this, the Taoist priest Xiao Fang in the cell got up helplessly, "You, now, immediately, immediately, open the door of the cell, otherwise you will regret it very much." ”

Xiao Fang, who has such a big skill, naturally feels bad.

Not to mention that they haven't learned any skills, even an ordinary audience who has read no less than fifty horror films can realize that after such a thing happens, most of their situation is in horror movies

"Huh?"

The white detective was amused, "You say it again?" You said, let me open the cell door for you? Just like this, take out the key, walk to the door, click, open the cell door for you, and open the door for you, and welcome you to embrace freedom without bowing?! Hahahaha! Do you hear that, this guy is so whimsical! ”

Xiao Fang shrugged helplessly, "I hope you can still laugh later." ”

The tone of horror was set, and the audience was also frightened a few times, but Fang Yu, the core of the story, still hadn't forgotten.

If the main backbone dies like this at this time, then what kind of scenes will be filmed in the follow-up battle against demons.

Even Wen Ziren's original version of "Latent" was filmed five times.

It was only in the fifth part that the story of the Red Gate and the classic red-faced demon began to be told.

Fang Yu kept a big button, just waiting for the follow-up, Xiao Fang naturally couldn't die, anyway, the audience was already scared, the next plot is the gray-robed wizard Gandalf, who turned into a butterfly, rode a white horse, and saved the world!

"Did you hear what he said? Hahahaha! ”

"Falk of Hemp!"

The white officer was still laughing at the person in front of him who had a brain problem, and the black man in the two cells suddenly screamed like crazy! The angry white officer stepped forward with a flashlight, "What are you calling!" You two mad dogs! Too much? The effect of the drug has not gone down? ”

"Hemp's Fake! Stay away from Lao Tzu! ”

The black man cursed and shrank into the cell, and because it was impossible to prepare beds and furniture for people in this detention cell, he could only shrink into the corner, not daring to look at it again!

He didn't dare to watch it, but the audience was unlucky!

This perspective has never left the face of the person with a resentful face, staring at the people in front of the screen.

What a disgusting face!

Moonlight dappled across its surface, reflecting an eerie pale. Those empty eyes seemed to be two bottomless abysses, devouring all the light around them. They stare at you, leaving you with nowhere to run, as if they can see through your inner fear!

The corners of its mouth twisted into an eerie arc, as if mocking the ignorance and fragility of the world. Those sharp teeth, like blades, shimmered with a cold sheen, as if waiting for the moment to tear the prey!

The grimace's skin clung to the bone, showing an unnatural twist, as if squeezed out by pain and despair. Those deep wrinkles, crisscrossed like dead branches, each one seemed to tell a tragic story!

It's close to you, and the stench almost suffocates you. It was a smell of decay and death, mixed with the smell of damp earth and rust. That smell hits your heart and makes you understand that this is a messenger from hell, the embodiment of despair and fear.

This big face, if you want to scare people, you don't need too much plot setting at all.

Just Fang Yu forcibly demanded that he face the audience and stand still on the screen for eight seconds to look at the audience.

It's already stupid to look at the audience in the cinema!

Scary and not so scary!

(End of chapter)