"Look at me."
"Why are you ignoring me?"
"Are you angry? Aren't we good friends—"
His voice was obsessive at the beginning, but became inexplicably sad and angry at the end, with a sharp tone at the end, making it seem extremely eerie.
There is a folk legend about a lone ghost, which means that the yin energy is heaviest at midnight and it is not appropriate for a single person to talk about ghosts and gods.
In the past, it might refer to reading a storybook, but now with advanced technology, it generally refers to video or audio. When those horror movies are played out loud, and you happen to be alone, it is easy to attract the curiosity of the lone ghost, who will accompany you to "watch the show".
You never know what the plot might be so scary that you'll scream, and then you'll find there's a "person" next to you cheering.
There are also folk methods for dealing with lone ghosts, which say to ignore it, pretend not to see it, and wait until the horror movie is over, and it will go away on its own.
As a robot, Yuan Yuxue could access the database at any time, but she would not read all these folk stories one by one for no reason, so of course she did not know the legend of the lone ghost. I just don't know why... maybe it was out of instinct to deal with strange events, so she chose to ignore it in the current situation.
The story was still being told on the huge screen in front of him. At the climax, the protagonist killed his friend with a knife, then dissected his body and threw it into the incinerator to burn.
In the picture, the smoke coming out of the furnace seems to be very choking, the white mist is thick, and there are also crackling sounds of burning grease, bubbles swelling and being punctured. The protagonist stands outside the furnace, his expression almost obsessed.
Yuan Yuxue was still sitting on the sofa, his back straight. Even when watching a horror movie like this, his expression was still very cold, as calm as a trembling snowflake falling in winter. Just looking at him seemed to be able to sense a sense of calm.
He seemed to be completely unmoved by the plot - either because of the bloody scenes, he felt terrified and disgusted, or because of the violent scenes, his blood vessels burst with dopamine. He did not have any of the necessary reaction symptoms. Yuan Yuxue remained indifferent, as if the story on the screen was just a very routine one, not even worth his special attention.
The ghosts around him seemed to be angered by Yuan Yuxue's ignoring attitude.
—Why don’t you look at me
Why not be afraid
Why can we turn a blind eye
It is not the lonely ghost in folklore that will disappear as long as you cover your ears and steal the bell.
Under that strange high temperature, the speed at which its body melted began to accelerate.
The yellowish-white grease completely turned into a greasy state, like heated and melted butter, and emitted an extremely disgusting, greasy smell.
The blood and flesh had been kneaded into a piece like plasticine, and then mixed into a semi-solid state. They fell to the ground and flowed onto the sofa, slowly flowing towards Yuan Yuxue like a stream of grease - just a little bit away from touching Yuan Yuxue's body.
And at that moment, Yuan Yuxue suddenly stood up.
In an instant, the flowing grease swallowed up the sofa like a sudden attacking python.