Horror Studio

"They will eat our memories and become like us."

　　 "Chen Yuanyuan, you must be careful. People in the village are likely to have been recruited, especially those who have been treated for illness. Don't contact them, just shrink yourself in the house."

　　 "Don't think about telling others about this, and don't call the police, it's useless, they won't believe it, and they won't be able to find out."

　　 "After being replaced, people still remember the past, and their living habits are the same. There is only one difference. They can't live long."

"The people who have been treated have a good memory at first, but after a period of time, they will have problems. I don’t know why, these people suddenly don’t remember anything, they are doing the same thing all the time, like a broken machine. ."

　　 "What's interesting is that before long, these people will become the same as before."

　　 "Huh, but ah, they are useless at all, it will break after a long time, and the interval is getting shorter and shorter."

　　 "Chen Yuanyuan, since you don't have much time anyway, it's fine to live by yourself, there is no need to mix this matter."

　　 "Look at what you have gotten for a lifetime of hard work? In the end, you are not alone. No one remembers you at all. Your kids, they are very busy. The only person who is not busy is the salesman."

　　 "A lot of things, it’s better to forget. If you don’t remember, you won’t worry about it, so you don’t have to think about it every day."

　　 "Let’s talk about memory. Why do young people have better memories than older people like you? Why do you remember them and they don’t remember you?"

　　 "Remember to be smart in your next life."

　　 "嗞嗞……"

　　 Qiancang looked serious and reached out and pressed the stop button.

"The'them' should be the monsters Ran Ya and I saw just now. Combined with what Ran Ya said, Fan Yuantang and Lao Wang should be such monsters, and they can eat memories, which should refer to the white ribbon I saw before. "

　　 "Every period of time, these disguised monsters will have problems, and then they will recover. Something should have happened during this period, and it may be possible to connect with Lao Wang."

"The reason why Lao Wang became a monster was because he had doubts about his own'memory', and at the same time lacked sufficient logical analysis ability, so he came to the judgment that he had been damaged, so he returned to the furnace and recast, then, The place where Lao Wang returned to the furnace for recasting should be behind the green iron gate."

　　 "In addition, the reason why it is necessary to recast it should be related to the box example mentioned by Fan Yuantang. ‘They’ can only remember, but cannot be forgotten, and the human brain has a limited capacity, so it is necessary to process the stored memory to continue living."

　　 Having said that, Qian Cang looked down at the sleeping Ran Ya, hesitated for a few seconds, and did not wake the latter.

　　 He stretched his right hand to the tape recorder, replaced the tape, and continued to listen to the following.

　　 A few minutes later, shouts came from outside the house, and the voice grew louder and louder from far to near.

　　 "Liang Ping, Ran Ya!"

　　 "Liang Ping!"

　　 "Ran Ya!"

　　 The shouts of a group of people came.

　　 Qiancang immediately pressed the pause button of the tape recorder, and at the same time blew out the candles, then bent down and ran to the window to draw all the curtains.

　　 After doing all this, he stood by the window with his back against the wall, raised a corner of the curtain with his right hand, and peeked at the situation outside the house.

　　 In the night, the flashlight's light shines on the wall, forming a yellow-white aperture, and then moving quickly, there are four or five flashlight apertures in the short distance.

　　 Suddenly, a flashlight slipped through the window, Qiancang quickly lowered the curtain and waited quietly.

　　 The crowd gathered outside the house and began to discuss.

　　 "Did you find it?" a man asked, his voice old.

　　 "No, where will these two kids be?"

　　 "I hope they are okay, will they run out of Voluo Village."

　　 "Fan Yuantang has been searched for, but they have not found it at the station."

　　 "Oh, they don't want anything to happen."

　　 Suddenly, the light of the flashlight concentrated on the window.

　　 "Have you seen this room?"

　　 "No, I remember this is... whose house is this from?"

　　 "There should be no one, go in and have a look."

　　 Hearing this, Qian Cang's muscles were tight, and he quickly ran to Ran Ya, patted Ran Ya's face with his right hand, "Wake up."

　　 Ranya moved her head and did not wake up.

　　 "Wake up, they are here." Qian Cangyi lowered his voice, and at the same time increased the strength in his hand.

　　 Ranya opened her eyes in a daze, her dim eyes and a puzzled expression, and then she looked at the light circle on the curtain.

"Do not talk."

　　 Qiancang dropped this sentence, and quickly ran to the place where he had cut the barbed wire before.

　　 There was a knocking sound from the door, and at the same time, the light of the flashlight was gradually moving to the position of the gap.

　　 Qiancang opened the curtains a bit, and at the same time a black-gray cloak appeared on his body. After the cloak appeared, the surrounding air began to twist slightly.

　　 In the next second, the cloak fluttered without wind, and then the money bin was covered.

　　 While the invisibility cloak was working, Qiancang got out. When he landed on his feet, not far away, a middle-aged woman was walking with a flashlight.

　　 Qiancang remained silent, and first closed the window slowly, but did not fasten it. Then, he borrowed the light of a flashlight to look for the barbed wire he cut off just now on the ground.

　　 The dark silver barbed wire reflects a slight light, allowing the money warehouse to be found, but it is not noticeable.

　　 At this time, the middle-aged woman has approached.

　　The leader of the Time Tomb mobilized, Qiancang grabbed the cut barbed wire, put it into the barbed wire outside the window, and then used both hands to keep the cut barbed wire from falling off.

　　 The effect of the skill ends, and the middle-aged women continue to approach.

　　 The money warehouse adjusted its position and set it up close to the wire website.

　　 Two seconds later, the middle-aged woman had already come to the window, and the light of the flashlight swept across the window without staying too much.

　　 "Did you find it over there?" An inquiring cry came from the gate.

　　 The middle-aged woman stopped and stood right next to the money warehouse. The flashlight was also shining on the cut part. However, the middle-aged woman did not look at the wire fence at this time, but turned to look at the gate.

　　 "No, the windows have barbed wire, they can't get in at all." While speaking, the middle-aged woman glanced at the barbed wire.

　　 As soon as Qiancang adjusted his breathing, he also smelled the perfume on the middle-aged woman.

　　 A pungent smell broke into the nose~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and Qiancang couldn't help but open his mouth.

　　 Qiancang released one hand, pinched his nose, and tried his other hand to keep the cut barbed wire from moving.

　　 At this moment, his heart seemed to touch his throat.

　　 The middle-aged woman glanced at the barbed wire fence, then shone the front with her flashlight, then turned and walked towards the gate.

　　 Qiancang breathed a sigh of relief, but the duration of the invisibility cloak would soon end, and 10 seconds was about to come.

　　 In the dark, in front of the window, Qian Cangyi's figure gradually emerged, but he did not do anything, but maintained the original movement, as if his body was stiff.

　　 At this time, as long as the middle-aged woman turns her head and shines the flashlight, she can see Qiancangyi at a glance, but the middle-aged woman does not look back until the turn.

　　 Waiting for the middle-aged woman to leave, Qiancang quickly picked up the barbed wire, then opened the window and climbed into the house, and then closed the window.