Horror Studio

From the moment you knocked off the dagger just now, it shows that you have begun to believe my words.

Qian Cangyi looked up and down Renshe Bailian.

If he dared to face Ren She Bailian before because of his identity as an actor in a **** movie, then the reason he dared to face him now is that he has caught Ren She Bailian's fate.

In any case, Renshe Bailian wants to master the ghost town itself.

If you want to develop a ghost town, you must have the ability to guide the ghost town to resent ghosts, and this is something that Renshe Bailian can't do without the ghost town itself.

Qiancang looked at Ren She Bailian and did not answer or urge, but continued: "When the dream is too real, many people cannot accept the gap between reality and dream. This is very normal, and there is nothing to be embarrassed about."

"By the way, I need to add one more sentence. The premise is that the life in the dream is the life I want."

"If you regard the life in your dreams as the goal of your hard work and achieve it step by step, this is not only a matter of course, but you will also be congratulated."

Qian Cangyi showed longing eyes when he said this.

Ren She Bailian's face eased slightly.

As soon as Qiancang recovered his thoughts, he continued with the words just now: "However, everything has a degree."

"It is commendable to treat dreams as goals, but to treat dreams as everything in life is not so much a struggle for dreams, it is better to call it sad."

"If anyone has only dreams left, then the results of realizing their dreams and not realizing their dreams can actually be foreseen."

"Realize the dream, and then? There is no after, because life has long been abandoned, and those passing years are themselves part of life."

"I didn't realize my dream, but fell on the line. This is where my life comes to an end."

"I admit that I am not qualified to judge, but this is my opinion."

"Take Cheng Xingyuan as an example. I, or he, took the path of an actor, but he did not abandon everything. This is just one of his choices. If this path fails, he can follow his parents. He’s arranged to spend the rest of his life, and he won’t regret it because he worked hard."

"I have said too much, but I just want to take this opportunity to chat with you. After all, before I realized that this is a dream, I was quite repulsive to you. Now if I look at it from a longer-term perspective, there are actually places to talk."

Qian Cangyi increased his tone when he said the word "Dreamland".

Seeing that Snake Bailian was showing signs of another attack, Dong An hurriedly helped Qiancang round the market. He said in an impatient tone: "Okay, well, you can find the memory and leave. Anyway, we are all dreams."

Qiancang shook his head, as if he didn't intend to end this, he corrected: "I said, dreams are also part of life."

Dong An stood in front of Qiancang, folded his hands on his chest, and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Qiancang replied loudly: "If someone regards dreams as fate and uses this as a criterion, I have to look sympathetically towards him."

His final words are no longer just hints, they can even be called explicit manifestations.

The voices on the street gradually became silent, and the ghosts passing by seemed to perceive the danger, and evaded in a panic, not daring to get close.

At this time, a camera ghost emerged from the nearby shop, and he came to Ren She Bailian to report.

Ren She Bailian nodded slightly, the anger on his face disappeared instantly, but instead he was smiling.

He looked at Qiancangyi, the snake turned around Qiancangyi, and at the same time he kept looking up and down Qiancangyi.

"What you said makes sense."

Ren She Bailian's tone was calm, but this sentence made people shudder.

Dong An even took a step back subconsciously.

Qiancangyi put his right hand in his pocket. He thought that his previous preparation was enough, so he opened the door: "Bai Lian, can I ask you a question? Because I don't know when I will find my memory, so I want to take advantage of it now. This is a rare opportunity to ask you."

"Say." Renshe Bailian's face almost stuck to Qian Cangyi's face.

"How can I beat you?" Qiancang said calmly.

Dong An's eyes opened wide, unable to adapt for a while, and began to cough.

Ren She Bailian smiled at the corners of his eyes, and replied, "Didn't you already know it?"

"Huh?" Qian Cang frowned slightly.

Ren She Bailian took a deep breath and replied: "My destiny is entangled with the ghost town. My dream comes from a dream. I saw a different world in the dream, and I have been working hard towards the scene in the dream."

"According to you, when the dream is broken, I will lose everything."

"The result of losing everything means death, doesn't it?"

Renshe Bailian looked into the distance after explaining, leaving only a meaningful glance.

what happened?

Qiancangyi made a fist with his right hand, feeling bad.

...

In the rest longhouse, Wutong has been trying to ask Wang Qingfen for clues. She knew that something related to life and death must have happened yesterday, but she did not have any clues, which made her feel more uneasy.

At the round table, Wang Qingfen was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, playing with his nails.

The corners of Wang Qingfen's mouth were slanted, and the saliva flowed to the chin before dripping onto the ground.

A sigh sounded in the house.

"How could this happen? Director Wang Qingfen looks too much like Director Zhao Dehua now! What happened to them to become what they are now?" The crew member who stayed to watch Wang Qingfen exclaimed.

"It should be related to the white practice of the human snake." Wutong can only draw this conclusion.

"Oh, why did he do this? We obviously didn't resist him." The crew looked sad and couldn't figure out the reason.

"It is precisely because we can't resist him, so he can do anything to us, just like we treat the ants crawling under our feet." Wutong's gaze was on Wang Qingfen's body. She didn't know what Wang Qingfen was. What torture has been encountered, but she thinks Qiancangyi may have suffered the same torture.

Hope he is okay.

Indus thought.

At this time, there was a lively discussion outside, and the two people in the room turned their heads and looked at the door.

"Why is Cheng Xingyuan suddenly mentally ill? What is it that this is just a dream, where is a dream? Could it be that he hasn't woken up yet!" Xue Luo's voice sounded.

Wang Qingfen raised her head and looked at the door. Her eyes seemed to be clear again, as if she had become the previous great director.

"dream……"

"dream……"

Wang Qingfen muttered to herself, she got up from the chair and started to run to the door.

Wutong noticed that there was something wrong with Wang Qingfen and quickly controlled Wang Qingfen.

"It's all a dream!" Wang Qingfen stretched out his hands to the door, his eyes were sad, but the resistance was no longer fierce.

"What's wrong with her?" The crew also stepped forward to help.

"I don't know." Wutong shook his head, then looked out the door and said: "You look at her, I will go out to see."

"Yeah, good." The crew nodded.

Wutong released her hand and walked out the door. Just as she stepped on the threshold with her right foot, a scream came from behind her.

It was the voice of the crew.

Wutong hurriedly turned his head to look, and what caught his eye was a patch of bright red on the wall and blood stains sliding down the cracks in the wall.

In front of the wall, Wang Qingfen was lying on the ground, her head against the wall.

"I don't know why she rushed over suddenly, still yelling'all dreams', I wanted to stop her, but it happened too suddenly..." The crew of the crew looked flustered and at a loss.

At this time, the shadow play and others walked into the house.

There was another scream.

A few minutes later, Wang Qingfen's body was put on the bed, and the five people left Wang Qingfen's room and changed to another room.

Xueluo twittered about what happened to Qiancangyi just now.

"Cheng Xingyuan thinks everything she has experienced is a dream?" Wutong remembered what Wang Qingfen had said when she was muttering to herself. A conjecture emerged in her heart: "Could it be that Wang Qingfen committed suicide by hitting the wall because she suspected that she was in a dream now?"

Xue Luo heard this conjecture, patted his hands, and said, "Eh! Maybe it's true."

"The question is why did Wang Qingfen and Cheng Xingyuan suddenly think this way? Besides, who of us had never dreamed, how could we have such thoughts?" Qi Caiyi said in his mind.

"Either there are multiple dreams, so many that it is impossible to distinguish between reality and illusion, or the dreams are very long and grow to despair..." The shadow play looked down at the ground.

"This... how could this be?" Xue Luo was startled.

"I don't know." The shadow play shook his head.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the next room, as if the house had collapsed.

The shadow play and Wutong ran in the direction of the sound.

The source of the sound was the room where Wang Qingfen's body was placed.

When the two ran to the door, they saw two Wang Qingfen in the room. One was lying on the bed without breathing and died completely. The other was standing next to the bed with a gloomy face and exuding a cold air.

"Wang...Wang Qingfen?" The shadow play yelled softly.

Wang Qingfen beside the bed turned to look at the shadow puppet show, her eyes were hollow, and then, strong resentment overflowed from her eyes.

"She is not a human, she is a ghost!" Wutong backed away holding the shadow puppet show.

At this time, Wang Qingfen has become a grudge.

The two did not hesitate anymore and chose to quickly open the distance.

Wang Qingfen's situation is too special ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Keeping a distance is the safest way.

Xue Luo and the others ran out, and when they came to the door of Wang Qingfen's room, they screamed again.

"Don't come here." Wutong yelled, but it was still a little slower.

Wang Qingfen's body moved. She opened her mouth, bit the bed next to her, and began to swallow, still making a grinning sound in the innermost part.

"She...what's wrong with her?" Xue Luo pointed to Wang Qingfen right.

"It seems to be eating... the bed?" Qi Caiyi was not sure either.

"We should be careful, maybe just to let us relax our vigilance." Wutong remained cautious.

"Should I tell the person about Snake Bailian first? Let him see." Xue Luo thought.

"Yes, he is not afraid of any ghosts anyway." Qi Caiyi nodded.

Shadow puppetry and Wutong have no objection and choose to default.