I asked you to write about the Republic of China, and you wrote about a zombie Taoist priest?

"hiss~"

"Just one line of text gave me goosebumps"

"These two living treasures fell out of control at the critical moment!"

"Sure enough, if there is a reliable master, there will also be an unreliable apprentice!"

"What will happen if the ink fountain line is not fully loaded this time?"

"Wasn't there a friend who claimed to be a Taoist before, please give me an answer?"

"Right, what about brother?"

……

The audience in the live broadcast room were discussing enthusiastically, and they all felt itchy in their hearts.

Everyone knew that the Mo Dou line was not fully loaded, and something big was going to happen.

But how exactly, no one knows.

Su Yu looked at the anxious expressions of the audience and grinned.

There are no classic zombie works in this world, so the legends about zombies are all folklore and weird stories. I don’t know the specific situation. I only know about corpse fraud, corpse transformation, etc.

……

Qiu Sheng chased Wencai all the way to the hall where the eight corpses of the four-eyed Taoist priest were placed.

Qiu Sheng had already picked up a broom and was about to hit it with the broom.

Wencai came to the door and immediately bowed in a pretentious manner and said,"Stop playing, Master is here."

Qiu Sheng was shocked and quickly put the broom behind him.

However, when he saw that there was no Uncle Jiu inside the door, he became even more angry.

"Dare you lie to me!"

Immediately raised the broom and swung it at Wencai's head.

Wencai quickly squatted down.

At this moment, Uncle Jiu, who was standing behind the door sorting things, heard the noise and walked out from behind the door.

"Snapped!"

The broomstick hit Uncle Jiu's head firmly.

With such force, the stick broke directly.

"Ouch!"

Uncle Jiu immediately covered his head in pain and stretched out his hand to hold the door.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were frightened.

Qiu Sheng quickly put the broom into Wen Cai's hand, and then ran away and ran out of the door.

Wen Cai Holding a broomstick, at a loss

"OK, hit the master!"

Uncle Jiu said through gritted teeth in pain.

Wencai was so frightened that he put the broom stick into Uncle Jiu's hand and hurriedly chased him out.

"Hahaha!"

On the host stage, Xiao Sa was laughing so hard.

Not only him, but also the audience was laughing.

This is so funny!

"He really is a living treasure apprentice!"

"In the previous scene, the scholar pretended to be dignified in the teahouse, overshadowing Uncle Jiu and scolding the waiter. In this scene, Qiu Sheng directly hit Uncle Jiu on the head!"

"This is so funny. With these two precious apprentices, I would be really angry to death."

"Uncle Jiu: No, no one can make more noise than you! I really did something wrong in my previous life and took you as my disciples!"

The three judges also burst into laughter.

However, laymen watch the fun, and experts watch the door.

The scary atmosphere just described by Su Yu was instantly mixed with funny plots.

This made the whole script not just scary, and made the audience watch again. Laughing and being scared at the same time, completely at your own discretion, this is really a very clever arrangement!

……

Qiu Sheng ran outside the door and came to his bicycle.

He held a handful of incense in his hand, lit it, and stuck it in front of the bicycle

"Hey, you just left like this and ignored me? Wen

Cai asked.

Qiu Sheng said:"You caused the disaster. Who told you to use ink to bombard me?" After hearing this

, Wen Cai glanced at the dark street outside and whispered:"You'd better not leave. It's easy to see ghosts at such a late hour!" After hearing this

, Qiu Sheng glanced at Yizhuang and said,"In this situation, I would rather see a ghost than the master!""

With that said, he got on his bicycle and left Yizhuang.

Now, only Wencai was left to go back in disgrace.

……

After writing this, Su Yu pondered for a while.

Next, it was time to arrange the scene for Qiu Sheng to see a ghost.

Four little ghosts who looked like people were carrying the sedan chair, plus a female ghost in a red wedding dress.

This is a classic shot, a childhood shadow for countless people.

It's just that the original movie had music, so it was even more of a horror classic.

Now that he only uses words to describe it, how can he portray that classic feeling of horror?

"Got it!"

An idea flashed in Su Yu's mind. Isn't there AI?

He only needs to hum the song in his mind and match it with the imaginary picture to recreate it!

Especially, this kind of terrifying scene does not involve too much. AI can almost perfectly reproduce the detailed scenes!

Thinking of this, Su Yu continued to write

……

Thick fog began to slowly emerge from the dark forest path.

In the thick fog, four little ghosts carried a big red sedan and ran out singing and jumping.

Every kid is wearing a shroud, with a pale face and two bright red touches on his cheeks.

And in the sedan chair, sat a female ghost wearing a red wedding dress.

I saw that this female ghost was quite beautiful.

It was Qiu Sheng who saw the woman who died at the age of twenty when he was offering incense during the day!

Ahead, Qiu Sheng was approaching here on a bicycle, whistling.

The four little ghosts put down the sedan chair, and the female ghost quickly flew out and sat on a branch in front of her.

Immediately, the four imps and the sedan chair disappeared.

When Qiu Sheng passed by the sedan chair, the female ghost flew down lightly and sat on the back seat of Qiu Sheng's bicycle.

Qiu Sheng, on the other hand, was still riding his bicycle without knowing it, and rushed forward...

As he wrote this, Su Yu stopped again.

Immediately, the brain is scanned with AI.

He closed his eyes and immediately imagined the scene in his mind, humming a tune.

So, just after the audience finished reading the described script, they saw the picture appear on the screen.

In the dark mountain forest, thick fog can be vaguely seen through the moonlight.

Four little ghosts with pale faces, weird and stiff smiles on their faces, jumped up and down from the thick fog.

"Her eyes, her eyes, seem to shine like stars……"

"See, see, see... panic~"

"her eyes her eyes……"

"The bright moon spits out its moonlight, and the dark wind blows through the willow alley.……"

"It's a female ghost looking for her lover...who wants to love the miserable ghost bride?……"

"Accompanying the female ghost, secretly worshiping the moonlight late at night……"

When the terrifying and leisurely background music was combined with the terrifying Chinese horror scenes, the terrifying faces of the four little ghosts, the dark forest at night...

Suddenly, the originally lively audience fell into silence.

Countless spectators felt deeply inexplicable horror, with goosebumps all over their bodies!

In fact, many timid girls have already nestled next to their boyfriends and closed their eyes.

For a moment, the entire audience was frightened and did not even dare to speak out!

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