"you you!"
There was anger in the voice, almost a roar.
Unexpectedly smiled and said:
"Seeing that I am not afraid of zombies, you are not willing to give in and want to frighten me with a hanging ghost? I have to say that you are very persistent in your directing ability!"
After saying that, he wiggled the tongue in his hand up and down, causing the long elastic tongue to swing up and down, back and forth... in a clockwise circle, and then... in a counterclockwise circle.
"It's certain!
Mo Zhi continued to shake it a few more times and said in a determined tone:
"Your ability to drag people into dreams is just to frighten me with ghosts and corpses. In fact, they are all paper tigers. As I said, your ability has big drawbacks. It should be because I haven't been able to do it yet. Limitations that come to mind.”
"Relying on these scary things to scare people is the only thing your dream ability can do... If a timid person is trapped by you, he might be scared out of his mind. It's a pity... You are such a poor horror movie director. , will only design some lame plots and scenes.”
After a pause, Mo Zhi sighed:
"It's a pity. I can't comfort you. I can only tell you the reality... You have no talent at all in making horror houses."
Being ridiculed...
His voice could no longer remain calm and he yelled angrily: "You bastard"
"What? You still don't admit that you're bad?"
Unpredictable retort:
"As long as you have some talent and have worked hard so many times, you can't achieve anything. You can come up with something that scares me... But I don't feel anything at all!"
It hurts...
After saying this, even if he couldn't hear any sound, he could still imagine the sound of someone's heart breaking.
Through his words with an unpredictable smile, he constantly stimulates this contractor who is determined to become a "horror film director".
He has figured out the dream ability... This dream can only trap him in it, but it cannot harm him at all, let alone have any impact on him in reality.
In other words...at least safety can be guaranteed at this time, and knowing that it is a lie, the terrifying aura that first fell into the room has disappeared for the unpredictable.
The view has been seen through, and the "voice" seems to realize that there is no point in continuing the stalemate...
Immediately, the scene in the room changed again.
The burning zombies under the stairs disappeared, completely burned to ashes by the flames; the hanging Mr. Demon also disappeared, and together with the tongue clenched in unpredictable hands, melted into the darkness again...
After a moment of silence, the voice said to the calm-faced unpredictable:
"I have scared countless targets to the point of collapse! Why...why are you not scared at all?"
Unpredictable shook his head and said slowly: "Because... I have been hanging out in the suspense channel. The things and scenes you created have been written down by countless people..."
"What is the suspense channel?" The voice was full of doubts.
Unpredictable raised his eyebrows, shook his head repeatedly, and said casually:
"You don't even know about Dian Niang, you uneducated guy."
.........Unexpectedly, he stopped answering and looked around the second floor hall that was once again in darkness.
The quiet darkness seemed to have substance, like rolling mist, surging back and forth from all directions, wrapping the unpredictability in the middle.
Only the faint light of the lighter in your hand can dispel the dark fog between the dimensions, guarding the last little bit of light.
I still need to study how to escape as soon as possible...
Mo Cai thought for a moment and asked in a consultative tone: "Can you give me some tips?"
"Hmph, do you think I'm stupid?" The voice snorted disdainfully and said, "You can't escape! Unless I let you out."
Unexpectedly frowned, but said: "Then you have been keeping me trapped like this for a while?"
The tone of his voice turned cold in vain: "You should have guessed it."
"Your time is running out. Soon, you will die in this dream forever!"
Mozhi let out a long sigh and said, "Sure enough, you trapped me in a dream to delay time..."
"I guess you are waiting for your companions in reality to come to this house? And then kill me directly in reality? It should be like this... Only in this way can you explain what you just said, I will die in this dream forever inside."
The voice was no longer covert this time, and sneered:
"Yes, that's it!"
"I can make you understand better. My title is Nightmare, and my ability is just like you said... But, what if you guessed it? Once you fall into my dream, your body in reality will become stiff and will remain Stay still...we will arrive soon and kill you easily!"
After hearing this, Mu Zhi unexpectedly didn't panic and immediately laughed:
"If you say you have no talent, you really have no talent. Now...I find out that you are not only talentless, but also stupid!"
"Am I stupid?" His voice was full of disdain: "You still want to be tough? You can't save yourself by being tough."
"I'm not being harsh." Mo Zhi said calmly:
"You are exposing more and more information...don't you realize it? I have guessed a lot from your words just now. I didn't expect that instead of being alert, you still keep chattering...Isn't this stupid? I'm guilty of this. Do you still insist on making the same mistake once?"
"In other words, are you too confident and think you can really defeat me?"
"Otherwise? Do you have any chance to make a comeback?" The voice was still arguing, not giving in at all.
Mo Zhi took a deep breath and said:
"First of all, there must be a way to unlock the target. Otherwise, wouldn't your ability be invincible?"
"Haha..." The voice laughed immediately.
"Look, let's just say you're not very smart, Yazi! The tone of your laughter immediately confirmed this for me."
Mo Zhi continued:
"Secondly, and more importantly...you and your companions come here, and you can kill me in reality only when you come here. There is a contradiction..."
"The contradiction is that since we need to wait for our companions to arrive, it means that you are not in this room now, but if you are not in the room, how did you drag me into this dream?"
"It must be through some medium? Right!"
The voice was silent again...no words for a long time.
"Look, you're silent again..."
There was a smile on the unpredictable face, flickering in the dim light of the lighter:
"Your silence... means that I guessed it right! The more you explain, the more exposed you will be. That's why you choose to remain silent."
"Generally speaking, this kind of dream has a so-called eye, and the eye may be the medium that drags me into this dream... In other words, as long as I find the medium that leads me into the dream and destroy it..."
Mo Zhi snapped his fingers:
"I can go out!"
Talking revealed information, but even without speaking, something could still be guessed from the silence... The sound was so loud that for a moment, I didn't know what to do.
"Are you hesitant now? Are you also surprised?"
Unpredictable, on the other hand, remained calm and continued:
"Don't worry, what I see is far more than that!"
"Do you know why I'm not in a hurry? Um...I forgot. You don't want to talk now, and you don't dare to talk anymore. I'll answer it myself!"
"The time in your dream is different from the time in reality! In other words, it is much slower here than in reality."
"Otherwise, I have been struggling in this room for half an hour. In reality, even if you are crawling like a turtle, you can probably get there, right?"
"Haha... you still won't say anything? It doesn't matter, this still lets me know... I guessed it right again!"
Unpredictable eyes suddenly gleamed, and he said word by word:
"Is that so? He killed Yan Heng's family in an attempt to put the blame on the Supervision Bureau, and wanted to provoke a fight between the Supervision Bureau and the Public Security Bureau... Mr. Man Behind the Scenes!"
"You..." The voice finally stopped being silent and spoke again with a slightly surprised tone: "You can actually guess this far!"
Unpredictably staring at the darkness in front of him:
"Creating a dream needs to be based on reality. The room I am in now almost restored the scene when I came during the day. If you were not the one who killed Yan Heng's family and saw it with your own eyes, how could you replicate so many realistic details?"
"Also, you are such a talkative person! You have talked so much, do you think I can't hear your accent that smells like curry?"
"You are a pure Hesse, from the southern tribe!"
"Unpredictable..." The voice came in a tone of gritted teeth:
"You are indeed... not simple! However, you must die today!"
"Admit it! Mr. Southern Tribe!" Mo Zhi said while reaching out and raising the lighter in his left hand, staring at the faint flickering firelight above...
Then, he pointed the muzzle of the submachine gun in his right hand directly at the lighter in his left hand.
Seeing the unpredictable movements, there was already a trace of panic in his voice:
"you……"
Mo Zhi smiled and said: "I told you, there is a formation eye here!"
"You must be through a certain medium...that is to say, you can use your ability to attach the designed dream to something, and once it comes into contact, it will drag people into a dream."
"Since I entered, I have only touched three things...the hall door, the broken clock, and this lighter...You have modified the door settings and changed it into a physical barrier that cannot be opened. As for The clock, the clock has been burned to ashes, these two points can be ruled out..."
"And the only thing that could become a medium is this lighter!"
"Unpredictable! You must die!" the voice roared again.
"Goodbye! Mr. Nightmare!" Mo Zhi replied and suddenly pulled the trigger.
boom
There was a crisp sound, and the lighter with faint flame was shattered by the bullet at close range, turning into a piece of fluorescent light, floating in the darkness.
Darkness suddenly enveloped the unpredictable again...
However, there was a sudden distortion of time and space, and the scene changed rapidly. It was as if Mubi was deep into a rippled black hole... Then, without warning, another faint light jumped and appeared in front of Mubi.
The dream is broken!
Back to reality!
At this moment, Unpredictable actually maintained the state of holding the lighter with one hand, and the four extra arms on his body had disappeared...
The pile of furniture next to it still exists and is not burning. The clock still looks like it was set up on the stairs. There are traces of corpses and fixed lines on the ground, and there are no longer half a zombie.
This is…
The unpredictable eyes narrowed slightly. Was this the time when he first took back the "stench" and lit the lighter?
Sure enough, this lighter was designed by "Nightmare". Once it is lit, it will be dragged into the dream.
He quickly tested the temperature on the top of the lighter with his finger, and found that it was not too hot. It could be seen that the flame had indeed just been lit.
The burning flames have not yet burned the tip of the lighter to the point where it is hot to the touch...
I spent more than half an hour in the dream, but only a few seconds passed in reality.
Unexpectedly, something suddenly moved in his heart... Not good!
Since half an hour in the dream is only a few seconds in reality, "Nightmare" still wants to delay himself in the dream and buy time for his arrival. Doesn't that mean... he has the ability to get here quickly! Just a few seconds?
Otherwise, wouldn’t delay be pointless?
At this moment, without warning, the weak flame of the lighter jumped and suddenly spurted out a vigorous flame...
Nearly half a meter long flames billowed out.
The heat wave made Mo Zhi immediately smell the smell of his own burning hair. He subconsciously turned his head to avoid it and at the same time threw the "stinking" lighter out.
When he turned around, he saw two human figures emerging from the burning flames in mid-air.
Two robed men wearing weird masks!
Unpredictably, before he had time to think about it, the pistol held in his right hand was shot.
bang bang bang
Three bullets shot out one after another, piercing the robed man wearing a horned mask.
The other man in robes with fangs rolled over and hid behind the dark desk.
The body of "Huangjiao" hit by the bullet was burning with rolling flames. The bullet penetrated Hesse's robe with complicated patterns and made three holes directly.
However, this did not cause any harm to him. As if "Crooked Corner" didn't know what to do, the three holes in his body quickly became larger, blackened, and started to burn... It was as if the bullet penetrated a burning paper man.
At the same time, "Crooked Corner" threw something towards Mu Zhi with both hands.
Unpredictable rolled to the side to dodge. This angle was exactly the direction away from the two Hesse people.
Bang bang
Two bullet holes were immediately punched out of the wall where Mo Bi was standing just now.
"Fang", who hid behind the desk, already held a gun with both hands and fired at the unpredictable.
At this moment, the object thrown by the corner suddenly burned in mid-air...it turned out to be a homemade Molotov cocktail.
The Molotov cocktail fell to the ground, shattered, and sparked a cluster of fire on the ground, burning brightly.
The "Bent Corner" that had been hit unpredictably had been burned to ashes and scattered in the dim room with the dancing fire. Then, he jumped out again from the flames of the incendiary bottle.
There was no damage to the body at all.
Ability: Fire travel!
The talisman on Mu Zhi's body rolled, his "Toughness" uniform was turned on, his left hand held the "Shield", and his right hand pulled out the submachine gun in the "Warehouse" and fired at the "Fang" behind the desk to suppress it.
da da da da da
The dense bullets caused sawdust to fly from the desk.
Bang bang
Two bullets hit the unpredictable shield, sending sparks flying.
"Huangjiao" jumped out of the flames and had already pulled out its revolver. While shooting at Mo Chou from the side, he threw two Molotov cocktails at Mo Chou again.
In mid-air, two flames suddenly moved and flew towards unknown directions.
...........
Thanks for the tip of the worst wine.
Thanks to me, I love cooking. This dream is a little bit skinny.
Take a break and continue coding the next chapter.
