The gloomy old factory has lost its popularity a long time ago. It is a place where it is worthless to even find someone to guard the door, but it is precisely this desolation that makes the place look particularly scary.
In the center of the abandoned factory, there were a few people who looked like high school students sitting in the middle of several tents. They looked like newcomers who used their summer vacation to explore outdoors. There were about eight people in front and behind them, men and women.
Judging from the sounds, there should be several boys telling ghost stories in succession at the moment. Everyone knows this kind of thing, adolescent boys, right?
And in the darkness beyond their sight, the breeze suddenly moved a few times, and a tiny bit of dust rose silently into the sky. Then two girls appeared here. The girl in the shirt in front just touched her forehead. Just click on it, and your figure immediately swelled into a tall and handsome boy.
"Isn't it good to be a girl?"
"It's not bad. The main thing is that I'm too short and have poor vision."
Of course it was Brother Zhang and Ms. Jin who were talking. They came here after those two dirty things that made them feel disgusted. They didn’t want to punish evil and promote good, but they were mainly curious about what they were. Brother Zhang had never seen Jin. I haven't seen the lady either.
"It's so interesting that it disappears here."
After looking around, Ms. Jin discovered a few young people not far away. She simply lay on the dilapidated railing and looked at the children in the bright place: "It's great. Ignorance and youth are really the greatest treasures of mankind. I will always It’s impossible to hear a ghost story and feel scared.”
"Oh, then you really missed a lot of fun. Ghost stories are so interesting." Brother Zhang leaned on the shabby roof and looked at the stars in the sky: "I was very afraid of ghosts when I was a child, so I am also very afraid of ghosts. Afraid of ghost stories, I’m much more exciting than you in comparison.”
Ms. Jin sighed: "If I wrote a book with you as the protagonist, it would definitely be boring."
"Yes." Brother Zhang turned around, jumped up a step and sat on the ground: "When you look up, your life will always be interesting, because you don't know what is up there. You You need to uncover it step by step. And when you look down, your life will become numb and cold, because the things under your feet can be seen at a glance. Without curiosity, there will be no interest. Once you’re interested, it becomes boring.”
"It's like they are using ghost stories to collect fear?" Ms. Jin pointed to the children in front: "Be afraid but want to get close, be curious and fearful."
"Yes." Brother Zhang nodded: "You are not afraid of cats, but for mice, cats are a disaster. But just like few people have seen ghosts, most mice have never seen cats, so if If there is a tea party in the mouse hole, the male mouse and the female mouse will tell the most stories about meeting cats."
While they were talking, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the empty and dilapidated factory for no reason, with a chilly smell, just like the cold you feel when you open the freezer door in summer.
Brother Zhang and Ms. Jin stopped talking and looked at where the wind was coming from, but the young people who were telling ghost stories thought the wind was an east wind, because at the climax of the story, the wind suddenly blew and detonated the woman. The nuclear bomb of children's anxiety, they are looking for a reliable harbor everywhere, and the nearest harbor is the armpits of those boys with spring-like faces.
Amidst the laughter, they didn't know that the real terror was about to come now. Outside the flickering bonfire, none of them saw two more shadows, eight people, appearing in the shadow behind them. But there are ten shadows.
"You know, in fact, the horror stories we often watch all have templates." Brother Zhang looked at the extra shadows and said to Ms. Jin: "The most common types are extra things and missing things. Objects, experiences of death, resurrected corpses, whispers in the dark and howls from the mountains, basically all horror stories can be applied to these templates.”
"How to say?"
Ms. Jin asked curiously, while Brother Zhang pointed to the two extra shadows in the distance: "Look over there, that's the classic extra thing. There is something unfamiliar in a relatively familiar environment. , which means that a relatively private space has been invaded by foreign objects, and this invasion will trigger the person’s defense mechanism, turning an otherwise normal person into a warrior.”
Sure enough, soon there was a scream among the group of young children, and then they seemed to find two more shadows, so all eight people stood up. They thought it would be the shadow of something, but they didn't. After searching around, I couldn't find the source of these two shadows.
Suddenly the ambiguous atmosphere was completely broken by fear. They hid in a group and watched the two hazy shadows slowly stand up. Then an unknown girl let out a scream. , bringing the entire atmosphere from fear to panic.
They ran out almost instinctively, but this place was a full twenty kilometers away from the city, and there was a large desolate factory area outside. But as long as one person started to retreat, they would immediately retreat with their heads blank, and then start He rushed outside like crazy.
But after all, these children are not the idiots in Western horror movies. At least they knew that they were closely united when they retreated, and they did not break up one by one in the end.
But this obviously did not achieve the expected effect, so the fear will escalate again.
"The missing object is about to appear."
Brother Zhang and Ms. Jin came to their escape path and watched them from a distance. When they came to the door of the factory, they were greeted by Brother Zhang's statement. The shabby door of the factory was actually closed, and there were signs on it. A large, rusty but extremely strong lock was installed, and the key was naturally missing. They shook the door frantically, making a screeching sound.
But at this moment, someone suddenly looked back, and then exclaimed loudly: "xxx is gone!"
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Indeed, the girl who ran at the back disappeared at first, and they did not notice her disappearance at all, but where was she actually? In fact, she didn't run out. Instead, she went back to the tent to rest because she didn't dare to listen to the ghost story at first. She fell asleep after a while. The person who came out after she returned to the tent was not the same person.
In other words, the extra people and the disappearing objects are actually connected in series, forming a perfect closed loop.
And if someone is lost, they naturally have to go back and look for it, because they all clearly remember that there were eight of them when they ran out.
When their small group cautiously approached the factory, someone suddenly pointed tremblingly at the tall beams of the factory. When everyone looked up, they saw a person with the same figure and clothes as the missing girl. Above them, they looked like skewers of bacon swinging back and forth in the breeze. There were no shoes or socks on their feet, and the exposed skin was blue-grey.
When the experience of triple-terrible death occurred, everything was just as Brother Zhang said. There was no need to check the body at all. The fact that someone was hanging above it already explained the problem.
At this point, they were about to call the police, but no matter whose cell phone they took out, there was no signal and they could not make calls at all. The dilapidated factory suddenly became an island trapping them.
"Are those dirty things so boring?" Ms. Jin asked curiously.
Brother Zhang shook his head: "They want to kill people, but if they use ordinary methods, the returns are very low. What they need is to make the target die painfully, so that the struggling soul can have higher returns."
Ms. Jin nodded: "Human beings are really cruel, but what about the child who has been sleeping? Why is she okay?"
"Luckily, maybe they only need seven, so she became the bait for fishing." Brother Zhang shook his head and said: "I don't know the details. It may be the dirty thing summoned by the child. After all, now Not only them, but our state from God’s perspective is already in a psychological game.”
"Oh...then what's next?"
"Resurrected corpse."
After Brother Zhang finished speaking, he looked at the seven panicked young people. They were already in a panic. After final discussion, they decided to find a way to climb out of the big iron gate and escape in a car parked outside.
And when they returned to the iron gate of the factory, they saw that standing behind the rusty iron fence was their companion who had just been judged dead. At this moment, his companion stood there without any movement, with his head lowered. You can vaguely see your chin, which was pale and blue due to the scattered moonlight.
Just when many of them were so frightened that their legs were weak and could not stand up at all, the companions at the door had raised their heads. They were not in a mess as often described, and there were no eyeballs left, only two. The bloody hole is the same face as before, but the face is not pretty, and the eyes are a little hollow, like dead fish eyes.
But then the most explosive thing in the audience came. She started to laugh. The smile was very exaggerated but silent. She opened her eyes wide and laughed silently. There were obvious bruises on her neck that were stretched back, and there were also signs of pulling. The light is dimly reflected in the hole in the lower eyelid.
In an instant, screams came one after another. The originally united consciousness was completely defeated by the instinct of fear. They began to run away and scattered in all directions. Little did they know that such dispersion would only give people opportunities to take advantage of.
"Anything else?"
"Yes, but do you want to see it?" Brother Zhang said with a smile: "Every time you see it, someone will die."
"That's boring." Ms. Jin shook her head and said, "I'm not curious about death, so I'll just go?"
"Be careful on the road."
Ms. Jin giggled loudly: "You really love to joke."
When it is Ms. Jin’s turn to step in to solve the problem, there is actually no problem to talk about. As Brother Zhang said, it is difficult to tell the stories of people like them, just like Superhero in DC. Likewise, the only way is to set up rules and regulations to frame him, or to constantly set up opponents of similar strength for him.
It's a pity that Brother Zhang is not a super player. Even Brother Zhang himself cannot set up an opponent similar to himself.
When the frightened children didn't even react, they found themselves back in the bustling downtown area. The pedestrians and gorgeous lights on the street seemed like a world away from the place just now.
The classmate who was "hanged" there before also came back. She was rubbing her sleepy eyes with a confused expression. But her companions saw her as if they were seeing a ghost.
Ms. Jin's side was simple. She just waved her hand and sent away a few victims. Then she stretched out her hand to stop them with a smile. Then she heard two muffled sounds not far away, and then she smiled. Turning around: "You two, are you in a hurry?"
At this time, two people shrouded in mist came out from the place where the muffled sound came. A terrifying low moan came from their mouths, and a biting wind suddenly blew around them, but none of them expected that the woman in front of them not only did not He was afraid of them, so he stepped forward and started fighting with each other.
After being knocked to the ground by the big push, they suddenly realized that they might be in trouble, so they turned around and ran away.
But although they realized that the other party was hard, they didn't expect how hard it would be. They kept their heads down and accelerated forward, but when they looked up, they found that they were idling on the spot, and the woman who slapped their big ears was standing there. Directly in front of them, arms crossed and smiles on their faces.
"Pretend to be a ghost."
Ms. Jin said something, but she didn't expect the two people to stop. They held their hands in front of their chests and performed the hand formula. They put their hands on their chests, pressed their palms on the backs of their hands, spread their fingers like a flying bird, and muttered something in their mouths. .
"Oh, I thought whose believer it was, but it turned out to be you." Ms. Jin rolled her eyes, and then suddenly thousands of golden lights suddenly appeared from behind her, and her voice suddenly became louder: "I want to see if he dares to come. !”
Almost at the same time, with two snapping sounds, the object of their faith did not come, but the two people's sealed hands exploded and fell to the ground. Although they felt no pain, they were extremely surprised.
Ms. Jin took a step forward and put her hands into their chests: "Don't come? You have to come even if you don't come!"
Then she pulled out a sinister-looking humanoid creature with dark skin, red face, and fangs from their chests.
"You are so brave!" Ms. Jin pointed at the humanoid creature that was pulled out and said, "Kneel down!"
At this time, Brother Zhang also strolled over. Seeing the angry Ms. Jin, he turned his head and asked curiously: "Who is this?"
"Humph, what is the name of the evil god of the remote trail, Pojia... I can't remember, anyway, it's what the islanders believe in, ww, Baga, and monkey."
Brother Zhang nodded, looked at the god whose name was not even worthy of being written down by Ms. Jin, smiled and said: "She told you to kneel down. If you have any grievances, go to the Upper Three Realms United Council to find the rotation officer." Chairman complained.”
"Who is the rotating chairman this year?" Brother Zhang asked in a low voice.
"Me!" Ms. Jin responded.
