Horror Studio

In the semi-enclosed room, the white mist gradually rises, from sparse to thick.

As soon as Qiancang got up from his chair, he looked around cautiously.

When the white mist enveloped him, the noise outside the window gradually disappeared, and there was no sound, even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard.

The sound of horseshoes gradually approached, Qiancang tried to hide aside, but he couldn't see everything around, and the source of the sound couldn't be determined. Then, a neigh came from the top of his head, Qian Cang raised his head and saw black horseshoes, fine hair and armor sitting on the horse's back.

After the headless general skimmed over the top of the Qiancang's head, he pulled the reins with both hands to stop the horse under him.

The white mist gradually dissipated, and people and things around gradually emerged.

As soon as Qiancang found himself standing on a secluded path, dense dark green forests were on both sides of the road.

"No, it's not amazing enough. The threshold of modern people's sensory stimulation is very high, and they must attract their attention in the first few minutes." A voice emerged from the dense forest.

Qiancang is familiar with this voice, and it is the voice of Wang Qingfen, the director of "Fuck 2".

"Teacher, if you give enough sensory stimulation at the beginning, how can you make it higher later? If it exceeds the acceptable level of the audience, I am afraid it will be counterproductive." Renhe Bailian's figure emerged from the dense forest.

teacher? Does it mean Wang Qingfen?

Qian Cang was taken aback for a moment, and he couldn't accept the relationship between Ren She Bailian and Wang Qingfen for a while.

"The point you mentioned is also very important, so we must set the tone at the beginning, so that it will not make the story impossible to tell within 100 minutes, or it may be overwhelming and confusing." Wang Qingfen first Affirm the thoughts of others, and then put forward new opinions.

"It seems that you have to think about it." Ren She Bailian moved his gaze away from Wang Qingfen and placed it on Qian Cangyi's body. He smiled and said to Qian Cangyi, "Long time no see, Cheng Xingyuan."

"Long time no see." Qian Cang replied. He glanced at Wang Qingfen who had walked out of the dense forest and asked, "What were you doing just now?"

"Filming." When Renshe Bailian said this, the surrounding camera ghosts appeared from the dark corners of the dense forest. However, the camera ghosts are slightly different from before. Not only are their heads a camera, but they also carry a camera on their shoulders. While holding a camera, some camera ghosts do not carry a camera on their shoulders, but have a microphone in their hands.

"What about the others?" Qiancang looked around and changed his question.

"In the ghost town." Renshe Bailian looked up and down Qiancangyi, "By the way, I am looking for you this time, and there is one more thing I want to tell you. I decided to make you the hero of "Fuck 2" instead of He Jian’s location."

"Is it okay?" Qian Cang didn't show a happy look on his face. His words were not asking people, but Wang Qingfen. Therefore, his gaze also looked at Wang Qingfen.

"I don't know, but he said it's okay, and I think it's okay." Wang Qingfen glanced at Renshe Bailian.

"Then I have no problem." Qiancang immediately followed Wang Qingfen's words.

Renshe Bailian was satisfied with Qian Cangyi's answer, "I will send you to rendezvous with other actors first."

White mist appeared again and enveloped Qiancang. When the white mist dissipated, Qiancang found that he had come to a ghost town that could be called a familiar ghost town, and it was near the fluke memorial.

In the front is a long house with several rooms. The roof of the long house is a sloped roof with black tiles stacked together. Under the roof, a wooden door and a half-opened window are a lounge. In the lounge, the actors of "Fuck 2" are waiting for Renshe Bailian's further notice.

As soon as Qiancang walked to the lounge, he stood at the door and found a brown rectangular wooden sign on the door with the name of the actor written in block letters.

The room with Cheng Xingyuan's name belongs to Qiancang No.1.

On both sides of his room are the shadow puppet lounge and the parasol lounge. The rest of the rooms are the lounges for actors such as Xue Luo and Fang Zichen.

Qiancang entered his own lounge, sat on the side of the bed, and waited silently.

Soon, a crew member appeared at the door, not the ghost of the ghost town, nor the crew member who occupied the actor's body, but the real crew member of "Fuck 2".

"Renshe Bailian asked me to call you. He wants you to participate in the discussion of the plot." The crew member said to Qian Cangyi in a trembling voice, his eyes full of horror.

Qiancang stood up from his chair and said, "I see. Did Renshe Bailian do to you? Why are you so scared?"

"No, no." The crew said while shaking.

"Yeah." Qian Cangyi did not continue to ask. Since the crew did not answer him, it is almost impossible to say that if he continues to ask, not only will he not get an answer, but it will harm the other party.

A minute later, outside the long house, Qian Cangyi, Shadow Play and Wutong silently looked at the crew members. The calm expressions on the three people's faces were in sharp contrast to the panic on the crew members' faces.

"Please, please come with me." The crew led the three people away.

Peng Tian, ​​who was still resting in the long house, waited silently. He returned to the ghost town again, but he was not nervous, because Qian Jiangyue's face often appeared in his mind, and he was thinking about what might happen in the future.

If the information Tao Zhenru gave him proves that Peng Gao is indeed the Peng Gao he thinks, then what should he do? Do the father and son recognize each other?

This problem plagues Peng Tian.

He can indeed prove his identity by saying some childhood things, but now he is holding He Jian's face, and he has been watched by ghosts all the time. At the same time he recognizes that both father and son died. This is not him. I want to see the results, and I definitely don't want things to develop in this direction.

At the foot of the bed, a fishing line clinging to the ground gradually approached Peng Tian. After the fishing line reached the soles of Peng Tian’s feet, it gradually rose along the legs. Peng Tian didn’t notice it until the fishing line came to the back of Peng Tian’s head. Then, the front end of the fishing line began to bend, as if it had become a needle. The next second, the fishing line was inserted into the back of Peng Tian's head.

The slight pain made Peng Tian couldn't help raising his right hand to touch the back of his head, but the voice in his mind stopped him.

"It's me, Xu Su, Peng Tian, ​​you can talk to me directly by meditating in your heart, don't speak, don't let the snake find out, otherwise your life will be hard to protect." Xu Su's voice appeared in his mind.

Peng Tiangang wanted to speak, and when he heard Xu Su's words, he shut up immediately.

He said in his heart: "You asked me to find a destined person, but I don't know who the destined person is. You have to tell me a name, otherwise I can't find it."

"The destined person is not a certain person, but someone who can help us." Xu Su replied.

"Can you make it clear?" Peng Tian propped his cheek with his left hand, pretending to be taking a nap.

"Do you believe in the way of heaven?" Xu Su did not answer Peng Tian's question, but instead asked Peng Tian a question.

"Is the way of heaven rewarding the diligence?" Peng Tian didn't know how to answer. He thought for a while, "My understanding of the way of heaven is a law? I don't know much about this."

Xu Su didn't answer right away. It took him ten seconds before he said to Peng Tian: "The so-called way of heaven is the law of everything, that is, the law of circulation."

"Sun rises and sunsets, flowers bloom and fade, it's a cycle."

"People have sorrows and joys, and the moon is cloudy and clear. It is a cycle."

"The rain that falls on the ground will turn into clouds, and the branches that lose autumn leaves will grow new shoots. Everyone says that there is a beginning and there must be an end. The fundamental reason is that it is consistent."

"Ghost town is just a place where the ghosts are suspended, but at this time it has become a long-stay residence. All this is caused by the fact that the man and the snake are walking against the sky. He has begun to break the cycle between heaven and earth, and he is fighting against the heavens. "

"People who oppose the Dao of Heaven will be abandoned by the Dao of Heaven. The people in the Dao of Heaven will collide with it under the power of circulation to prevent them from destroying the cycle. I mean people who are destined, that is, all people who are destined to stop humans and snakes under the thrust of the Dao of Heaven. People who practice for nothing."

"You need to seek their help, keep in touch, and don't let others discover your relationship, especially your true identity."

Xu Su points out the essence of the'destined person'.

Peng Tian closed his eyes and listened. Thinking of Xu Su's words in his mind, he couldn't help but feel a little worried. He replied: "What should I tell them after I find them? Do I pray with my eyes closed? I need specific methods, not these emptiness. Reason."

"The time is right, I will contact you again, just remember what I said." Xu Su did not continue to explain.

The fishing line that pierced Peng Tianhou's head was slowly withdrawn, and then returned to the original route of the past, retreating to the dark corner.

"Hey..." Peng Tian wanted to say more, but no matter how he shouted in his heart, Xu Su didn't respond.

God? cycle? I don't understand at all. Even if Xu Su is just using me, he should tell me what to do, and let me find someone who is destined and what I can look for.

Is it possible to find someone at random and run over and ask him: "Are you destined?"

Peng Tian sighed. He was pretending to be resting. Now he really wants to lie directly on the table and take a good rest.

The distant street, surrounded by camera ghosts, has already set up a no-entry circle. Ghosts in the ghost town are temporarily not allowed to pass through this street used by the mayor, and even onlookers are not allowed.

The momentum of this rigorous formation made people nervous.

Qiancangyi, the shadow puppet show, and Wutong are standing in the forbidden circle. They cannot be barred from entering, because they are the key players in this part of the scene.

Renshe Bailian and Wang Qingfen have also arrived here. Wang Qingfen is sitting at a sandalwood round table with a script in her hand. In addition to the one in her hand, there are several books on the round table.

"Come here first!" Wang Qingfen waved to the three of them, his tone of voice was the same as usual.

After the three of them are seated, Wang Qingfen will let the three of them read the script.

Qiancang opened the blank cover and looked at the content on the second page. The content written on it was the new version of "Fuck 2", which is exactly part of the plot.

This part of the plot is a plot of escape from the ghost town.

According to Renshe's request, the three who survived the ending were Qiancangyi and three.

A few pages were scanned quickly.

Just like when leaving the ghost town before, leaving the ghost town this time is also a chase scene, and the ghost who chased them is also Hou Wenyao of the Rose Aquarium, who can turn a living person into a dead person only by touching and touching. Horrible ghosts, even if they are indirectly contacted by objects, can inactivate the contacted parts.

Qian Cangyi not only swallowed, but the scene before leaving the ghost town is vivid.

Hou Wenyao's attacking methods are endless, coupled with the power of touch and death, even if he only reappears in front of Qian Cang Yi, he can make Qian Cang Yi feel heavy pressure.

"This..." As soon as Qian Cang looked at Wang Qingfen, he wanted to say something, but he didn't intend to say so clearly considering Renshe Bailian was beside him.

"Speak directly." Renshe Bailian saw Qian Cangyi's intention.

"Hou Wenyao will kill us, right?" Qian Cang chose to get straight to the point.

"He can't kill you, don't worry." Renshe Bailian's tone was calm. He glanced at a short distance and then explained: "I will protect you during the shooting process, so that Hou Wenyao's poison will not work on you. ."

After Renshe Bailian said that, Qian Cangyi was a little relieved. He also had the idea of ​​rejecting the performance, but now there is no essential difference between rejecting Renshe Bailian's performance and the actors who reject **** movies. They are both dead ends.

"So that's the case." The shadow play was relieved. She just recalled the scene of facing Hou Wenyao, and immediately became nervous.

This tension is not a complete fear, but a fear of danger.

This filming is not like escaping from the ghost town only once. If there is a place that is not performed well or the script is changed again, it will be necessary to make up shots. I don't know how many times there will be. If I make a mistake, I will die.

I often walk by the river, so how can I not wet my shoes?

Even strong actors in **** movies have their time to roll over.

"I have no objection to let Hou Wenyao be the ultimate villain. However, do you need to make him pretend to be a good person before revealing the true face of Ghost Town? I mean can he play such a role? If he is relatively sluggish, he may be caught by the audience. He recognized it at a glance, after all, he looked..." Wutong used another angle to reduce the probability of being threatened.

At the corner of the street, a young man in a white shirt was walking slowly, with a faint smile on his elegant face.

He was Hou Wenyao~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Qian Cang stared at Hou Wenyao as soon as Hou Wenyao appeared, and the shadow puppets and Wutong did the same thing after they found out.

The horror that Hou Wenyao brought to them before reappeared, especially the faint smell of corpses on Hou Wenyao's body, which made people unable to think of death.

"Hello, there was no chance to say hello when we first met. My name is Hou Wenyao." Hou Wenyao stretched out his right hand to the three of them.

As soon as Qian Cang looked up at Hou Wenyao, the smell of the corpse slowly drifted into his nose.

The three of them didn't dare to reach out their hands, they all wanted their lives.

"They dare not shake hands with you, sit down." Renshe Bailian said to Hou Wenyao.

Hou Wenyao chose to sit between Qiancang No. 1 and the shadow puppet show. When they saw Hou Wenyao coming over, they immediately moved their chairs away to make room for a large part. At the same time, their eyes were fixed on Hou Wenyao's movements for fear that the other party would suddenly Have a fake enthusiasm like touching your shoulders. ()

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