Chen Qing and Cheng Taixi continued to watch TV and chat about things in Hong Kong for a while. After about half an hour, someone sent copies of movies, including the newly released "The Conjuring 3" and the still popular "The Ghost Story" .
In the dead of night, the two women were inevitably a little frightened watching a horror movie. Chen Qing simply called Lily Fawell and other waitresses who were still asleep. They prepared various snacks and drinks and went to the private screening room in the villa together.
Sung Tai Hee was more interested in the phenomenal "The Ghost Story", while Chen Qing directly chose "The Conjuring 3" and asked everyone if they had any opinions.
of course not.
So I made the decision happily.
One of the waitresses took the copy to the next door operation room to install it. When she came back, she turned off the lights, brought a bucket of potato chips and sat in a pile with everyone. The title of the New World Pictures label on the big screen was already there. past.
In a deliberately cold tone, the story opens with a small, dilapidated clinic.
This can be seen from the layout of the room and some text signs. The nameplate on the desk reads 'Dr. Mark Coles'.
The strange drifting camera kept wandering along with the cold wind blowing in from the window at night, and finally settled on a door of the small clinic. Immediately, the door was opened with a bang, and the girls in the screening room thought that there was a fierce... The ghost came out and everyone was startled.
The famous Hollywood villain actor Michael Madsen plays a tall, fat middle-aged man who looks more like a butcher than a doctor. He takes off his mask and walks out of the room, followed by a pale young woman who is still covering her belly.
Skillfully, he went to the medicine kitchen to collect some pills and wrapped them. Dr. Coles looked at the woman who was sitting weakly on the bench and comforted her in a nonchalant tone: "It's like this just after the abortion. Go back and rest for a few days and take some." Give it some good nutrition and you'll be fine soon."
The woman just held her stomach and said nothing.
Dr. Coles said no more, wrapped a bag of pills, walked to the woman and threw them on her lap, rubbed his hands and said, "Thank you for your business, five hundred dollars."
The woman pressed the paper bag on her lap, then slowly took her satchel, took out a handful of change, counted it, and handed it over pitifully: "I only have more than three hundred."
Dr. Coles took it, counted it and stuffed it into his pocket, then took out a card box from the desk and handed it over: "Well, who made me so kind? If anyone else around you is in need, , remember to advertise for me, open 24 hours a day.”
The woman took the business card, nodded mechanically, grabbed the paper bag containing the pills, stood up shakily and walked out, but was immediately stopped.
The woman looked back.
Dr. Cole pointed to the room just now: "Do you want to take that little thing away?"
The woman was startled and shook her head quickly: "No, I don't want it."
Dr. Coles did not force it. He laughed and said, "Do you regret it? There is no need for this. A young girl like you can have as many children as you want in the future."
The woman laughed in agreement and left in a hurry without stopping.
Camera switch.
In the woods next to the clinic, under the lonely moonlight, Dr. Coles neatly made a hole in the ground with a shovel, kicked a garbage bag containing something at his feet into it, buried it, returned to the clinic, and washed his hands. , changed clothes, turned off the lights, then drove his pickup truck, left the clinic on the edge of the town, and returned home.
The wandering camera watches the pickup truck go away and return to the spot where the doctor just dug the hole.
The cold moonlight was suddenly obscured by clouds, and amidst the whimpering wind, suddenly, a childish little hand that looked like a substance poked out of the soil, and then quickly crawled out of a baby's body that was somewhat incomplete because it was not fully developed.
Although it is easy to tell that this is just an insubstantial spirit body, so the degree of terror is slightly weakened, the strange and mutilated appearance still makes people feel creepy.
Just this terrifying scene made several waitresses in the private screening room so scared that they closed their eyes and screamed softly.
Chen Qing hugged Cheng Taixi who was leaning over subconsciously. She also felt hairy all over, but she was more courageous after all and continued to look at the big screen.
The ghost baby crawled out of the ground, stood up unsteadily, looked around, and called softly and childishly: "Mom, mom, where are you, mom, why did you abandon the baby, mom, wu... uh..."
As the childish calls turned into sobs, the voices became more and more shrill and sad, gradually filled with hostility. The ghost infant's spirit body, which could barely see at first, gradually became ferocious. Not only that, there began to appear around the crying ghost infant. More baby spirits crawled out of the ground.
In front of a house in a small town.
The drunken slovenly man knocked on the door and heard the ghost baby's shrill whimpering. He looked around suspiciously, but there was nothing there, so he raised his head.
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The camera starts to move up.
The moon hiding in the clouds would appear again at some point, but the moon, which should have been like a jade plate, had turned blood red.
The blood-red moonlight fell back to the ground.
In the picture, not only are more and more ghost babies beginning to appear in the woods next to the Coles Clinic, but also around the town, there seems to be some kind of call. In the dark stream, there are red babies all wet and muttering "It's so cold." The ghost of a girl in a skirt slowly crawled out; on the towering old tree at the end of the street, a hanged man with an elongated tongue and bulging eyes grabbed his hands in the air, oh oh ah, and landed on a branch without words, twisting and swinging; In the middle of the road through the town, an old man whose head was completely twisted at 90 degrees tried to straighten it with his own head. He complained about driving so fast and his head was crooked; in the bathroom of a certain house, there was a cracked dresser. In the mirror, a ghost with dark lines all over its face and red eyes that could not distinguish between male and female was holding the sides of the frame and slowly pulled out its body from the mirror...
After switching to several close-ups in succession, the camera zoomed out again. In the mist that began to rise in the town, various ghosts screamed, and the lights in the residents' homes came on one after another. As a woman screamed "Ghost!" —' screamed, and the picture froze, revealing the title of the film: "The Conjuring 3: Blood Moon."
After the wedge and title, transitional credits and creative credits begin to show the Warrens' paranormal museum scene.
In the private screening room in the villa.
My friends were all shocked. Even though the "Conjuring" series has been unconventional in Hollywood from the beginning, it often scares the audience from beginning to end, instead of the usual plot mode of grinding and grinding until the ghost appears at the end, but, this This sequel, from the beginning of the wedge, directly enlarges the moves, without any buffering, and it really doesn't follow the rules.
Moreover, whether it is a deformed and mutilated ghost baby, a pale-faced drowned woman, or a red-eyed monster crawling out of the mirror, they are all the most terrifying forms that horror movies can provide, and any one of them is enough to make people sweat. My heart tightened when I stood upside down, and I even closed my eyes subconsciously.
This time, a bunch of them came at once.
During the slightly soothing opening music, everyone came back to their senses. Lily Fawell, who was sitting in the back row, carefully leaned forward and gently pulled Chen Qing's collar. She suddenly turned around when facing Chen Qing, who was also scared. Farwell was startled again.
Chen Qing almost cursed.
When watching a horror movie, you sneak up on someone's neck and cause trouble.
Lily Fawell also reacted, a little aggrieved, and whispered: "Ms. Chen, if I go back to sleep, I will have nightmares if I continue reading."
Originally, if Lily hadn't pulled Chen Qing's collar, things would have been easy.
Now, Chen Qing, who was shocked inside and outside the movie, was not so easy to talk to. She immediately refused: "You are not allowed to leave." After saying that, he glanced at the other girls who clearly wanted to leave against the bright screen: "You are not allowed to leave. , watch it with me." Seeing that everyone's faces dropped, and they were all very beautiful, Chen Qing became jealous again: "We won't be afraid when we sleep together."
After Chen Qing spoke, everyone could only give up the idea of leaving early.
However, another waitress, Christy Latham, suggested: "How about, Miss Chen, let's turn on the lights?"
Seeing that the girls around her were acting like little quails, Chen Qing felt a little more courageous. She hugged Cheng Taixi next to her and refused again: "Watching a movie with the lights on, there is no atmosphere. Okay, shut it all up." Mouth, it’s starting.”
In the light reflected on the screen, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but we could only give up.
Then they didn't dare to look at each other anymore.
Under the dim light and the hint of the film, the faces of the people around him seemed a little pale, not like living things.
The main film begins.
Ed Warren is wearing a strange pair of plain glasses and picking coins at a convenience store on the street.
There happened to be no business, so the fat black female shopkeeper with a kind face stretched out her hand and picked one out and said, "This, this is good, very new."
Ed Warren smiled and shook his head: "The new one won't work. What I want is the old one. The older the better."
"Hey, I know some people like to collect coins, but these general-purpose federal steel coins don't seem to have collectible value?"
Ed Warren hesitated a little and explained with a smile: "I'm not here to collect it." He picked up one, held it in his hand with admiration and looked at it for a moment, then put it aside alone, and then he felt a little confused. Di explained to the female shopkeeper: "Some coins, if used many times, will have magical wishes, which can restrain darkness and bring good luck."
The black female shop owner heard what Ed said was true, but she didn't quite believe it. She said, "I heard that banks regularly take back and destroy discarded coins. You should go there. They must be the oldest."
Ed shook his head and said: "It is not easy to gather the power of a wish. It must be a person's good thoughts, and they will be offset by evil thoughts. Moreover, they naturally dissipate very quickly, and those discarded coins cannot be saved too much."
The black female shop owner understood: "Oh, then I understand, banknotes cannot store the will power you want, they can only be coins."
"Ma'am, you are very smart."
The black female shop owner was even more curious: "Then can you tell me, what are you going to do with these... coins with wish power?"
"Ghost hunting," Ed smiled harmlessly and added, "I'm a paranormal investigator."
The black female shop owner obviously had to hold back from rolling her eyes.
Ed quickly finished selecting, carefully took off the special glasses on his face, took out his wallet and prepared to pay the female shopkeeper double the price as agreed.
The black female shopkeeper also saw the clue. She glanced at the few coins and pointed at the glasses with determination: "Can I wear them? If it's interesting, these coins will be given to you for free."
Ed hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "You can take a look, but I will still pay you as agreed."
Of course this is best.
The black female shopkeeper reached out to pick up her glasses, put them on, looked at the few coins picked out by Ed, and suddenly showed a surprised expression. In the field of vision of the glasses, compared to the others, the few coins that were picked out indeed exuded a warm white light.
Carefully taking off the glasses and returning them to Ed, the black female shop owner looked a little more awe-struck: "Sir, is this actually true?"
Ed handed a few banknotes to the female shopkeeper, nodded and said, "Of course."
The black man took the banknotes and looked at the coins with obvious reluctance.
Ed put the coins away and said with a smile: "These are of no use to you, your place is very clean, and these coins must be used as soon as possible. Without the circulation among people, the wish power on the coins will still dissipate quickly. "
The black female shopkeeper nodded and immediately added: "If you say so, I will be able to sleep well in the future. Frankly speaking, I live upstairs and I can always hear strange noises at night."
"It's most likely a rat," Ed said, "You can ask the rat catcher for this."
"I think so now, those nasty little things." The black female shopkeeper smiled, showing her white teeth, and became curious about the pair of glasses again: "Sir, is there anything magical about your glasses?"
"It's actually very simple. It's coated with the purest tears of newborn babies, and..." Ed stopped here and said with a smile, "I won't tell you anymore, because this pair of glasses can not only distinguish coins, but also see what you don't want." It’s not good for you to see things. If you don’t see some things, both parties can live in peace.”
The black female shopkeeper nodded with persuasion: "Sir, you are absolutely right."
While they were chatting, two middle-aged men in black suits walked in together. Seeing Ed, they walked over quickly. One of them showed him his FBI ID: "Is this Mr. Warren?"
Ed nodded calmly.
The man in suit who asked the question confirmed Ed's identity and made an eager gesture of invitation: "Mr. Warren, we have something very important that we need your help with."
Ed nodded to the black female shopkeeper who was slightly surprised but quickly understood, and walked out with the two of them, while saying: "I need to go to the nearby place to do something first. They are also in a hurry."
The two FBI agents could roughly guess what Ed was going to do and had no objection. One of them also said: "Just in case, Mr. Warren, can you let us take a look at your ability first?"
"Of course." Ed nodded and half-joked, "I thought the FBI would treat our paranormal investigators as liars."
Both of them were a little embarrassed, and one of them said honestly: "If it were a week ago, Mr. Warren, I would definitely think you were a liar."
The three of them came to the side of the road as they talked. Ed was about to open his car door. Hearing what the two said, he paused and frowned slightly: "It's been a week, and it's you who come to me, you two, I just hope No one has died yet.”
When the two detectives heard this, their expressions were a little frightened and helpless. One of them shook his head: "Mr. Ed, I'm sorry."
Ed didn't waste any more nonsense. He opened the car door and pointed to the co-pilot: "Let's take a car. Can any of you tell me the general situation of the matter?"