I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

"Fuck!"

Mo Guangyuan jumped up. When he looked carefully, a small spider was crawling on his silk thread and slowly falling down. If he didn't pay attention, he would probably land on Mo Guangyuan in a while.

He casually picked up the newspaper from his colleague at the next table, wound the spider thread, and gave the spider a painless death neatly.

Mo Guangyuan sat down, looked at the ceiling again, and made sure there were no spiders before continuing to put on the earphones.

The guys in suits on the road were gathering. He saw Lu Jian coming among the group of people, and saw the men in suits twitching and struggling in the middle.

The man in the suit let out a hoarse cry, and then, a tentacle stretched out from his throat.

"hiss--"

Mo Guangyuan took a deep breath, the performance was so real, it made him feel deeply, and he felt as if there was something in his throat.

No, it really seems to have something.

Mo Guangyuan coughed twice, but couldn't stop the itching of his throat, and continued to cough.

His cough resonates subtly with the scene of the tentacles protruding from the body in the movie, and it intensifies.

After coughing for a while, Mo Guangyuan finally regained his strength. His eyes were watering and his back was in pain.

He is willing to believe that he is only infected by the pictures in the movie, just like he can't help laughing when he sees others laughing wildly.

In the movie, those in suits start to struggle, and more twisted monsters appear around Lu Jian.

These people grabbed Lu Jian's hands and feet and prevented him from leaving, as if they wanted to assimilate him.

Fortunately, the girl who knew spells shot back the monster in the suit, and Lu Jian was able to escape.

The three of them saw along the way that the residents of the town had turned into such monsters, and the whole town was plunged into madness and perversion. Just looking at these scenes made Mo Guangyuan feel palpitations, as if his throat Those tentacles are hidden in it.

When they came to the church, the three saw the priest and asked about what happened in this small town, but the priest only showed them the second half of the novel, which was what the three experienced just now.

Moreover, the priest told them that everything is arranged by God, who created this world and can control everything.

"Is this turning into a religious philosophy film?"

Mo Guangyuan continued to look, and heard a voice,

Let the protagonists go down to the basement.

In the basement, the novelist who hid the whole movie finally appeared.

He was sitting in front of the desk, and behind him was a bronze door with a quaint atmosphere. Before a few people could speak, the door was suddenly hit and made a loud noise.

Mo Guangyuan's eyelids twitched. This atmosphere gave people a bad feeling.

Immediately, in the following time, the novelist who looked like the final boss showed the three of them the reality of this world.

Mo Guangyuan, who was confused at the beginning, gradually learned about the whole world through the changes in the picture and the novelist's confession.

Horror stories that become real once written, the nameless Old One who feeds on horror stories, the whole world is but a plaything he can destroy at any time, even if the novelist abandons himself and conceives A wonderful closed loop of reincarnation, this method is only based on the fact that the god will not suddenly wake up or change his interest.

The whole world is like a dream, which shatters at the touch of a finger.

This sense of powerlessness spread from Mo Guangyuan's limbs, as if he had become a part of that world, lamenting for this hopeless future.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, even in Mo Guangyuan's own world, the future may not be so bright.

Human wars, hunger, and poverty all lead to the destruction of this world.

And the whole universe seems to be telling mankind that the end of evolution is destruction.

Mo Guangyuan suddenly became depressed.

At the end of the movie, although the novelist's plan was successful and the protagonists escaped, it seemed that the ending was happy, but the outside world was still dark.

Not the darkness in the physical sense, but the darkness that makes people feel hopeless.

"Black, really fucking black!"

Mo Guangyuan took off his earphones and couldn't help cursing.

His current feeling is like being thrown into the pot as a dish and being shaken for hours by the master spoon shaker.

His mind was in chaos, full of pessimism about the future, laments for the misfortune of life, and despair for the vision of human civilization.

After sitting for a long time, Mo Guangyuan forgot his original intention.

He wants to write an audit opinion, but doesn't know how to do it.

At this time, it usually starts with whether it has passed the review and whether there are any revision opinions.

But Mo Guangyuan couldn't think of this.

He just feels sad.

After a long delay, Mo Guangyuan came back to his senses after his wife sent a WeChat message asking him if he would go home for dinner.

He packed his things, turned off the computer, turned off the lights and locked the door, said hello to the security guard Uncle Qin, and left the unit.

Along the way, feel lost.

When Mo Guangyuan returned home, he didn't listen to what his wife was saying, and picked up the chopsticks, feeling like chewing wax.

When the wife saw this, she was a little angry.

"What are you thinking?"

"Isn't your unit usually not working overtime? Why did you come back so late today?"

Hearing his wife's words, Mo Guangyuan was suddenly a little strange.

Obviously there are still so many problems in this world, but I have to struggle with such trivial matters with my wife.

He felt that life had become dull.

This feeling is like seeing articles about the origin of life and the picture of the universe for the first time when I was in elementary school and junior high school, and zooming in on my thoughts to tens of millions of years later.

Simply put, it is the sage mode.

A man in the sage mode is very numb to external stimuli.

Mo Guangyuan spent the night in a daze, even dreaming was the content of the movie, and when he woke up the next morning, he felt refreshed.

"I was thinking about something stupid last night!"

Mo Guangyuan realized later that the end of the universe and the destruction of the world had nothing to do with him. Worrying about these things might as well be concerned about whether more year-end bonuses can be given out.

He came to the unit, turned on the computer, thought for a while, and carefully filled out the review comments for "Mouth of the Madman", making it suitable for adults over the age of eighteen to watch.

The corresponding movie will pop up a reminder when selling tickets to prevent parents from taking their children to watch.

Of course, Mo Guangyuan's review opinions are only part of the review. This movie will eventually have to be reviewed by at least three reviewers. To Longbiao.

At noon, Mo Guangyuan saw that the three reviewers of "Mouth of the Madman" had all passed the review, and he was going to show the leader to confirm after reading it.

He got up and went to the cafeteria to eat with his colleagues. When he passed by the entrance of the office building, he found that the security guard seemed to have changed, and he became an unfamiliar young man, not Uncle Qin.

"Hey, where did Uncle Qin go?"

Mo Guangyuan casually asked a colleague.

"......You do not know?"

The colleague suddenly stopped and asked in surprise.

"What's wrong?"

Mo Guangyuan suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Uncle Qin had a heart attack at home yesterday morning, and he went there in the afternoon. I remember mentioning it in the group, have you forgotten?"

Mo Guangyuan's words made Mo Guangyuan fall into an ice cave.

"Then last night..."

Mo Guangyuan thought of Uncle Qin he saw last night, and suddenly a chill ran down his spine.

Who did he see and talk to him?