Horror Studio

Gracilaria knelt on the ground, using her right hand as the reference, holding guns in both hands, aiming the muzzle at the obliquely above disused car exit, the car door that lost support slowly fell to the ground, behind her, the eyeless grandmother also slowly loosened her grip With the right hand holding the cane armrest, the corner of his mouth was unnaturally cocked, and a shuddering frigid breath filled the air.

The dim moonlight sprinkled on the surface of the black pistol, coating it with a layer of silver brilliance. In this secluded place with piles of used cars, this black pistol seems to be the end of the battle.

Inside the dark-painted old car, a nearly circular shadow slowly protrudes from the car.

Pu'er's face appeared in Gracilaria's eyes. Although it was backlit, Gracilaria had seen this face too many times, and it even felt a little strange.

Facing this familiar and unfamiliar face, Grahama's right index finger pulled the trigger. After the firing pin hits, he ignited the gunpowder and pushed the bullet along the barrel. Then, the bullet flew out of the barrel and hit the target's eyebrows accurately.

Pu'er's expression changed from tension to consternation, completely stiff on his face, and then, his dark pupils gradually dispersed, and his whole person fell from the old car and fell to the ground.

Pong! Pong pong!

Gracilaria pulled the trigger again to make up the knife. Her heartbeat gradually accelerated involuntarily. Suddenly, a cold breath came from the back of her neck, and her shoulders were also grasped by the thin, hard palms.

If she doesn't control her breathing rate, the next second, she loses her life-saving trump card, it is very likely that she will fall into a dead end.

Jiang Lao didn't have time to think about it, and she quickly made a decision. She stopped shooting, relaxed her shoulders, and slowly closed her eyes to ease her breathing.

As the body gradually relaxes, the hands holding the shoulders gradually loosen.

Jiang Ling breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. At the same time, the cold, hard object pressed her forehead, and an unknown premonition rose from the bottom of her heart. She slowly opened her eyes and saw a silver pistol.

Pu'er stood in front of Gracilaria with a smile in the corner of his eyes, like a tiger clutching its prey, smiling from the bottom of his heart.

Gracilaria was stunned in place.

not dead? How can it be? why? There is no wound or bleeding on the head. What is going on?

Jiang Ling was puzzled. Now, she was standing on the edge of the cliff. As long as she took another step, everything would come to an end.

"Very unexpected, isn't it?" Pu'er tilted his head. "You will know when we are together." When he said this, his right index finger slowly pulled the trigger.

"With it, you can't collect my soul!" Jiang Lao yelled out anxiously.

Pu'er stopped his index finger with his right hand and looked at the eyeless grandmother behind Jiang Ling, with a little doubt in his eyes.

"It is the soul that it devours. You killed me and there is no time to collect it for you." Jiang Lao added.

"Sure enough, you shouldn't know too much before you succeed." Pu'er looked down and looked at the pistol in Gracilaria's hand, "Give it to me."

Gracilaria stared into Pu'er's eyes, holding the barrel of the gun in his right hand, and slowly raising it.

Pu'er stretched out his left hand and took the pistol from Gracilaria's left hand.

Suddenly, Grahama moved. At the moment when Pu'er's attention was slightly relaxed, her feet began to exert force. However, she did not intend to attack Pu'er, but wanted to do another thing.

She believes that her judgment is not wrong, and she is more inclined to use evil spirits than to kill Pu'er by firearms and force. Because she knows how evil spirits attack, she will hardly be killed. At the same time, on this basis, she will let Pu'er breathe in confusion until the evil spirits take action.

For Pu'er at this time, she thinks there is another way to make the other party's mood fluctuate sharply, that is, she "suddenly" change her mind, she can't create such a "sudden" by herself, the best way is to act. That is... kissing!

Grahama's head pressed the silver pistol and moved forward. Then, in Pu'er's surprised expression, she kissed Pu'er's lips, and at the same time, she put her right hand on Pu'er's chest.

At this moment, Jiang Li found himself extremely calm, as if he had no emotion, like a robot.

Beat it!

Jiang Ling said in her heart, however, the feeling from the palm of her right hand gave her an unclear premonition.

Her right hand did not feel any movement.

Could it be...

An idea that had never appeared before came to her mind.

Pu'er stepped back two steps and lowered the pistol aimed at Gracilaria.

"Why don't you have a heartbeat?" Jiang Lao asked, his tone very light, as if he had accepted his ending.

"Heartbeat? The conditions for evil spirits to kill are related to the heartbeat?" Pu'er walked around the Gracilaria.

"It doesn't matter anymore, can you tell me why? At least let me die." Jiang Liao allowed Pu'er to circle around her, and the devil grandma still stayed by her side, but because she was breathing smoothly at this time, she didn't. Do it, but I didn't have the idea of ​​leaving.

"Didn't I already answer?" Pu'er said softly. Then, he raised his eyebrows, before Jiang Ling could answer, and continued: "You don't believe me? Do you think I'm controlled? That's why he did these things? "

"Isn't it? You are like a madman, and I have been tortured into a madman. We are all madmen." Jiang Ling smiled. She raised her head and looked at the dim moon in the sky, flashing past scenes in her mind.

"I'm not a lunatic." Pu'er shook his head. "Remember when we were riding our bicycles by the river? You sit in the back seat with your hands around my waist and your head on my back."

Jiang Ling turned his head, frowning, and asked:

"What are you talking about?"

"From the time you said that you showed my portrait to your parents, I was very surprised. You said that your parents were dead early. You didn't have to lie to me at that time. Now you say that I was sitting in the back seat of my bicycle. Didn't you confuse something?"

"Although we were boyfriends and girlfriends before, the number of times we actually dated is only three times, once in the sea of ​​corpses, once in the sky above three kilometers, and once in the underground world.

"The rest of the time, it was either performing or there were other people present. In order to prevent teammates from discovering our relationship, we also specially agreed not to meet alone in the main world. Although it was still exposed in the end, but, the bicycle you said, I have never experienced it before!"

Although the tone of the answer was rather harsh, Gracilaria's breathing rhythm did not change much.

After Pu'er heard it ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ slightly frowned, then he raised his left hand and lightly pressed his temple.

"Why do you have these memories?" Jiang Lao opened his eyes wide and thoughts filled his mind. "You were tampered with the memory? No, even if there is, it will be restored after the movie ends, etc..."

Jiang Ling's expression gradually became stiff, and her fingers trembled slightly, "...It was done by the people in the admonition club, right? No wonder they can get so many powerful actors to join, although they don't know how to do it, but they must There are ways to bypass the restrictions of **** movies and achieve the purpose of tampering with the actor's memory!"

At this point, she was excited and her breathing could not help speeding up.

If Pu'er's memory has been tampered with, is there a way to get Pu'er back to normal? Is there a turnaround?

Gracilaria's emotions became more and more agitated.

However, the moment of breathing fluctuation was also noticed by the eyeless grandmother.

The eyeless grandmother walked slowly towards Grahama, leaning on a cane, with a gentle pace.