Horror Studio

Drink it?

As soon as Qiancang took out his phone, took a picture and sent it to his teammates, he personally believed that there was no poison in the blood. The reason was simple. The other party knew their location and knew they had a sun heart. The status of the heart of the sun is no less than the heart of the sea in the bandit movie. As long as the whereabouts are announced, all forces will come to the door, and the other party has no reason to use such low-level means to harm people.

The blood characters in the ziplock bag slowly flowed, breaking up the original characters and forming new blood characters.

"Countdown to 5."

The numbers at the back began to change over time. After about 1.5 seconds, the number 5 at the back changed to 4, and the situation suddenly became anxious.

Qiancangyi didn’t know if the other party was worried or could not wait for a long time due to objective reasons. In short, the time left for him was only a few seconds. Even if the flow of time is slowed down to think, it is meaningless, because there is no more. The information is for reference, so choose one anyway. He glanced down at the phone, and the answer in it was suggesting to drink it, or giving up the meeting.

"Ji Tianzong's whereabouts are missing in the last few days. The other party knows that Ji Tianzong has such a strange way of meeting... Let's just consider the way of meeting. Maybe in the last few days, Ji Tianzong is with a mysterious person. Sure enough, important news has to take a little risk. ."

When the number jumped to 2, Qiancang reached out and grabbed the gray mouse in the ziplock bag, opened the seal with his left hand, and then raised the ziplock bag with his right hand, in order to give himself time to react, or time to regret, After that, he tilted the ziplock bag little by little to let the blood showing the handwriting flow from the opening.

The blood in the ziplock bag gathered at the bottom sharp corner, getting bigger and bigger, until it reached the size of a peanut, then it was pulled down by gravity. The round blood drops straight down, leaving a thin blood mist on the path of travel. Someone in the blood mist seemed to roar and roll.

Qiancang glanced at all of this, and he felt his body became dull and "lazy" at this moment, as if he wanted to get up early in the winter morning, but he was unwilling to get up after feeling the cold on his shoulders.

The mysterious and weird picture in the blood mist, coupled with the dead mouse's stiff eyes behind, gave Qian Cang Yi the illusion that he was about to step into an ancient realm of suspense.

As the blood beads got closer, Qian Cangyi's fingers trembled. In an instant, he felt as if he had been pinched on his neck. The strong sense of suffocation made his nerves tense. At this moment, he even felt that his blood began to begin. solidification.

All the feelings indicated that this blood bead was unusual, but in these feelings, Qian Cang Yi didn't feel the danger, nor did he have the idea of ​​wanting to escape.

The blood droplet landed on Qiancangyi’s tongue, and the unique salty taste hit the latter’s taste buds. Then, the blood droplet spread out and slid into the throat along the curved line of the tongue, and then exploded on the chest. diffusion.

Qiancang frowned and pressed his right hand to his chest. He found that his heart was beating violently, and the rate had already exceeded the normal range. In the next second, the scene in front of him was stained with blood, and the whole world changed its appearance. In the cracks between the tiles on the walls, blood constantly seeped out, slid down to the floor, and then piled up together. The Qiancang took two steps, and suddenly, the ceiling fell completely, and the blood that was like a waterfall instantly swept everything in the store, before moving.

Darkness fell unconsciously, Qiancang opened his eyes and found himself floating on the surface of the sea. He stood up and found himself standing in a sea of ​​blood. This "sea of ​​blood" is not modification, but real blood. The sea, the red ocean beyond the end of the eye. He raised his head and looked up. There was no moon or stars in the purple-blue sky. There were only pure gradient colors that stretched to the distance.

"This is where?"

Qiancang looked around, looked at the shore about 10 meters away from him, and walked over. After landing on the shore, he looked down at his legs, the blood on them had flowed down the trouser legs to the ground, and then fell into the sea of ​​blood.

Moving on, after walking for a few minutes, a black tower appeared in Qiancang's eye. The tower is generally rectangular, with a length of about 3 meters and a height of about 10 meters. The building is made of round wood and planks. The outer circle is a spiral staircase, and the bottom layer faces the direction of the sea of ​​blood. It is the entrance to the upper floor. As soon as Qiancang stood in front of the entrance of the tower, he looked up and then walked in.

As soon as Qiancang came to the second floor, he found a line of words engraved on the log beside the handrail, "That place is not in this world", the handwriting is crooked, and the nicks are deep, many of the strokes are longer than the original length, obviously the person who engraved I was very excited.

Where?

Qiancangyi couldn't understand it for the time being, but since there was a lettering, it means that someone might have been here and even left some messages. He continued to walk up until he reached the third floor, which was the top of the tower. His vision suddenly widened, and he saw a red field at a glance. The location was not far from the tower, and it might take ten to twenty minutes to walk past. There were plants in the field that he hadn't seen. At first glance, it looked a bit like a cotton field, but the color was red. A gust of sea breeze blows, causing this sea of ​​plants to make waves of ripples, like waves on the surface of the sea.

Behind the field, there is a peculiarly shaped palace. The shape of the palace is neither an oriental temple-like eaves building nor a Western church-like vatican building, but a more peculiar "human" shape, like a person lying on the ground with hands. Crossed on the chest, the feet are bent, but the facial contours, the distinction between the hands and feet and the body are blurred and integrated. With the changes in some places, coupled with the spaciousness of the building, if you stand under the human-shaped building, you may not realize that the building as a whole is a human-shaped one.

The situation became more and more confusing. Qiancang looked away and continued to look for lettering on the top of the tower. Not long after, he saw a new lettering at the handrail facing the sea of ​​blood.

"Neither is the ancient book!"

Ancient books?

Qiancang took a deep breath. Although there is no conclusive evidence yet, the person who engraved it is likely to be the role he once played—Ji Tianzong. After the sunset in the castle, Ji Tianzong's soul controlled his body and returned to his movie world. However, after Ji Tianzong did not live a peaceful life and did not die immediately, he took "The Funeral of the Sun" to do other things until he died. .

"Ji Tianzong believes that ancient books do not belong to this world, and that place probably refers to the sunset castle. It is understandable that the sunset castle does not belong to this world, but if the ancient books do not belong to this world, why can they interfere with the sun?"

Qiancang Yi fell into deep doubts.