As soon as the idea of killing the woman across from him came up, Sherron almost pulled the trigger. Fortunately, at the critical moment, he thought a little deeper. After watching horror and thriller movies for two lifetimes, Sherron roughly divides them into three types. The first type has almost no plot, or the plot is very simple, mainly expressing bloody scenes and pursuing sensory stimulation. This type of film has the largest number, but is also of the worst quality. It will not leave a deep impression after watching it. The audience's demand for watching this type of film is, in a sense, no different from watching an island country. The second type is to focus more on the plot, pay attention to reversal, and be extremely frightened if you think about it carefully. After watching it, the audience each had different understandings and feelings. The number of movies of this type is average, and the requirements for scripts, actors, directors, etc. are relatively high. Among them, if there is a hip stretch, the overall quality will be greatly reduced, and the impression given to the audience may not be as pleasant as the previous one. On the other hand, there may be movies like The Mist and Lake Eden that make you want to stop watching and forget about them for a long time. In addition, there is a third type. The reputation of this kind of movie is very polarized. Some viewers regard it as a classic, while others despise it as a bad movie. The degree of opposition is so serious that the two audiences cannot be allowed to meet, otherwise it is very likely to cause serious consequences. This is the so-called "brain-burning film", which is actually equivalent to Internet authors digging holes without filling them. In one and a half hours, a wonderful story was told, and then it came to an abrupt end at the end, leaving the audience with an open ending. The ending of the protagonist and others, the origin of the villain boss, etc. are not explained, leaving endless suspense for the audience to guess. I personally think that a director who likes to make this kind of film will have no shortage of razors at home. Xie Lun feels that the situation he is facing now can be shot according to the above three types. According to the first type of plot, there is some connection between the black-haired woman in front of me and the black-clothed woman seen in another space. Kill her, and the one in the other dimension will also die, which will end everything. The movie ends like this, everything is fine, everyone goes back to their homes and finds their respective mothers. But what if it was because of the presence of the black-haired woman in front of him that the weirdos in the different space were suppressed. Once she is killed, it will cause the alien space to lose control and do bad things with good intentions, causing weirdos trapped in the alien space to swarm out, causing irreparable damage to the real world. This final reversal of the plot has been staged in countless movies. But if you go deeper, what if all this is a scene directed by this woman? No matter what choice you make, you may fall into her trap. Xie Lun thought for a moment, stepped forward, and in the frightened eyes of the black-haired woman, he grabbed her neck. "Look into my eyes, beauty." Xie Lun's eyes instantly turned scarlet, as scarlet as blood. "In the face of fear, take action." No matter what the possibility is, this black-haired woman is the key anyway. In this case, let's see with our own eyes the direction of the future script. No valid target was detected, and the fear skill failed to activate. A system prompt, accompanied by a sudden severe headache, unexpectedly sounded in Xie Lun's mind. Xie Lun suppressed his headache, grabbed the woman and took a few steps from the wooden bridge to the opposite bank. He gritted his teeth and said, "Donnie, watch her." The woman pointed at Xie Lun in horror and shouted loudly: "Devil." , you are also a devil." "Shut up." Downey leaped over and put the long knife across the woman's neck. "Stop" At the same time, the Wen brothers appeared from the darkness, holding shotguns and pointing them at Sherron and Downey. "Great, it's all mixed together." Sherron ignored the black muzzles of the guns in Dean and Sam's hands and sat down unable to do so. The grass behind him stretched out a tentacle and thoughtfully handed out a bottle of drink. Little did they know that this scene would fall into the eyes of Dean and Sam, making them even more convinced that Sherron was not an ordinary person. However, Xie Lun didn't care what they thought. Even if he drank a drink that could restore his magic power, his headache was still not relieved at all, and there were even signs of getting worse. Xie Lun began to have hallucinations in front of his eyes. The moon in the night sky seemed to get stronger and stronger, and finally it looked like daylight, and began to waver here and there, as if someone was holding a strong flashlight and wavering it in front of his eyes. Xie Lun didn't notice that the mark on his left arm was emitting a strange red light. In a hidden valley, dozens of heavily armed soldiers were deployed overtly or covertly. Their only mission is to protect a huge camouflage military tent deep in the valley. In this tent, there are more than a dozen scientific researchers in white coats busy. One of them walked quickly to James and said in a deep voice: "So far, everything is stable. James nodded, stood up and looked forward. Following his line of sight, you can see that in the center of the tent, There is a glass cylinder. The light green liquid in the cylinder is soaked with a somewhat rotten head. Its facial features can no longer be distinguished, only the long black hair is slowly dancing in the green water. Around the glass cylinder, there are There are six sealed boxes, and through the glass cover on the sealed box, you can see six people lying in the box. Thick tubes connect the sealed boxes to the glass cylinder. If you look carefully, you can Seeing a faint green mist filling the sealed boxes. Mona stood behind James with an anxious expression, looking at the sealed boxes with worry. Because her sister Dana was among them. "Isn't it over yet? "Hearing Mona's question, James shook his head: "When it will end, it doesn't depend on us, but in Sherron's hands. "Monna whispered: "You are so powerful that you can create such a machine, but you can't turn it off?" James smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, Miss Mona, this machine can make our people, with the eyes of bystanders, Identity, observing the illusion created by the human head, but unable to influence or change it. "Mona looked at the glass cylinder with a little disgust: "Who is that?" James did not hide it and explained directly: "Molly Sailan, 15 years ago, she was driving a car on Highway 512 because of the speed of the car. Too fast, the vehicle lost control, crashed through the guardrail and rushed down the roadbed. Farmer Greilly, who was walking directly on the roadside, died. "After the police investigation, they found her husband's body in the trunk of the car that Molly drove, but Molly herself was missing. It can be concluded that after killing her husband, Molly prepared to drive into the mountains and dump the body. Unexpectedly, due to nervousness, the speed was too fast, so the car lost control when turning. "Originally, the case was closed like this, but since then, car accidents and disappearances have continued to occur on Highway 512." As a last resort, the government conducted a secret investigation and finally found Molly's body in a long-abandoned village. Her head was cut off by someone unknown and thrown into a dry well. "PS: If you haven't seen those two movies, you can go and watch them. After all, I can't be the only one who wants to send a blade to the director.