After returning home from Mrs. Wang, Lu Chu was always worried.
Going to the old school to take night scenes tonight, he always felt that something was going to happen.
After returning home, Lu Chu first helped the old lady cook something like dried grass with vinegar, and poured it hot into the footbath. The old man sat on the sofa, rolled up his trouser legs, put his feet on the small bench, and smoked his legs with boiled soup.
It is said to be very effective earthwork.
The old lady was really kind, she talked and laughed with a few young people for a while, and was amused by the sweet-talking Song Gui.
During the process of smoking the legs, Lu Chu helped the old man make the bed, so that she could go to sleep and rest directly after the legs were smoked.
"Old man, you have a good grandson." Song Gui expressed emotion when he saw this, and glanced at Lu Chu from the corner of his eye, with a half-smile expression.
Obviously, this kind of "filial piety" is unnecessary in Song Gui's view. They will leave sooner or later. Instead of wasting time, emotion and time on these people who are comparable to NPCs, it is better to solve the puzzle as soon as possible and go back to " According to the "rules", take a short break and proceed to the next round of "round", maybe you can find an opportunity to leave this death game.
The old man was even happier when he heard this, and proudly said: "My grandson has always been the most obedient and filial child in this generation."
Lu Chu smiled gently, and didn't look at Song Gui, but said while tidying up the footbath, "Thank you."
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It was night, when they finished packing up and were about to go out, they were stopped by the old man.
The old man asked very nervously: "It's very late, where are you going at this time?"
Song Gui said: "Grandma, let's go to some places in the village to take some night scenes, and I'll be right back."
The old man disagreed: "Nights in the countryside are not as peaceful as you think. It's best not to run around."
They were all ready to sit down and go out, so how could they stop there, so the other people took turns to explain: "Grandma, don't worry, we have a sense of propriety, we just went to take a scene, and we will be back soon."
The old man still didn't agree, but in the past two days, she had always liked Song Gui, a young man, and felt that he was practical, capable and smart. With his repeated assurances, she stopped persuading them and agreed to their going out.
So several people carried the machine to the yard of the old school.
The night in the village is extremely quiet, and this place is particularly remote, which may be the reason for the dirty things that happened in the first place, mixed with a bit of weird gloom. Several people stood in front of the gate and looked at each other. They couldn't even hear the sound of chickens and dogs, and there were no street lights. Except for the flashlights in the hands of a few people, there was only a half moon in the sky with some bleak light.
Yang Cheng laughed a few times: "I didn't say that, why am I so fuzzy?"
He Mingde reprimanded him: "Shut up, don't scare yourself."
Song Gui raised his eyes to look inside, and said twice, "We are several big men with strong yang energy, so it is so easy to bump into ghosts. But thinking about it in another direction, we were originally here to shoot this kind of 'supernatural' Incidents, if something unscientific happens, it might become a gimmick.”
"It's a gimmick or not, I choose to live." Li Jiapeng sighed, "How did I get along with you guys who are so careless? I'm still a reliable person, Qi Li, who talks less and works hard."
Song Gui said with a smile: "How reliable is he? He has been drifting away from the state, thinking empty, and not taking anything seriously."
Seeing that these people were going to keep talking here, Lu Chu interrupted: "Don't you have to go back quickly after filming? It's really not peaceful in the village at night. We don't go in front of the village or back in the store, even if there is no supernatural phenomenon There will inevitably be other troubles, so it's best not to waste too long outside."
Song Gui turned his head to look at Lu Chu when he heard the words, and said with a joke: "Other troubles? For example, I was dragged into the grove by you?"
Lu Chu: "..."
Qi Li, who had never spoken before, suddenly interjected, "Let's get started."
Li Jiapeng opened the door as promised, Song Gui shrugged and was dragged in by Yang Cheng.
I have to say that it is desolate enough to come here during the day, and it is even more gloomy at night, making the scalp numb, and the sound of walking on the dense grass is particularly permeating. In this weird atmosphere, everyone unconsciously takes it lightly step.
The sequence of shooting had already been discussed during the day, and everyone went straight to the room that was once used as a classroom without pausing.
Pushing open the door, there are still rows of dilapidated tables and chairs in the daytime, and the moonlight projected from the gap of the window next to it is dim, falling on the mottled rotten wood.
Yang Cheng coughed boldly: "Well, let's divide the work?"
He Mingde: "Sure."
Everyone is busy separately.
Taking advantage of everyone's busy time, Lu Chu repeatedly checked the details of the tables and chairs from time to time so as not to miss any important information.
Speaking of the "game" this time, Lu Chu still hasn't figured out what the request refers to.
The so-called "killing the snake" is to let him find out the mystery of killing the snake, which is the mystery of Guo Jianping's sudden death twenty years ago; or, "snake" is just a reference, and he wants to find out this so-called "snake". And then kill it
"Hey!" While thinking, Yang Cheng suddenly appeared behind Lu Chu and patted him on the shoulder, trying to scare him, but Lu Chu didn't look scared at all.
Yang Cheng curled his lips: "Isn't it, little brother, aren't you afraid?"
It only took a few days for Lu Chu to recover his eyesight. He has long been used to the sudden touch and sound in the unknown, coupled with his keen hearing, Yang Cheng's small movements did not scare him, but seeing Yang Cheng's mood so low, As if he wanted to find a chance to scare himself again, Lu Chu had no choice but to wave his hands in a gesture of surrender: "Actually, I was scared, really, when I was scared, I would lose my voice and freeze like a wooden chicken. "
Yang Cheng stared at him for a few seconds, then nodded: "I believe it!"
Lu Chu smiled lightly.
Yang Cheng also smiled: "I won't joke with you anymore, I'll go to the next door to inspect first."
Lu Chu nodded: "I'll be with you—"
"Lu Chu."
Lu Chu was stunned by the call, he turned around and saw Qi Li staring at him.
Yang Cheng laughed and patted Lu Chu's shoulder, and said, "Since Qi Li is looking for you, I'll go alone."
After speaking, he went out.
After this "round" meeting, it was Qi who took the initiative to talk to him. Lu Chu was so happy that he couldn't restrain his heart, walked towards the man, and said with a gentle smile, "What's wrong?"
Qi Li looked at Yang Cheng's direction, and shook his head slightly: "It's nothing."
The atmosphere was awkward, Lu Chu opened his mouth to say something, but was pushed to the corner by the man against his shoulder.
Even with a strong flashlight, there are still dark corners in the huge dilapidated classroom, especially when other people are busy with the things at hand and have no energy to pay attention to other things.
Qi Li is taller than Lu Chu, and his body is also more muscular. Putting Lu Chu against the corner like this is like enveloping him.
Maybe because of the days when they fled together and depended on each other, Lu Chu didn't have any resistance to his actions. Instead, he smiled lightly and said, "What are you doing?"
Qi Li's voice was flat, and he leaned into Lu Chu's ear, whispering: "I will remember what I promised you."
As he spoke, he stuffed a piece of paper into Lu Chu's hand in a corner where he couldn't see it, then moved it away quietly, and went to the other side to sort things out. Lu Chu tried to talk to him, but Qi Li ignored him.
promise you...
Lu Chu realized that it should be in the first game, and he asked 7 a few questions.
7 means that he will definitely tell himself everything he knows.
There are too many mysteries in 7.
By the way... the note the man gave himself just now.
Lu Chu turned his back, pretended to be looking for something, secretly opened the note, and checked it by the light of the flashlight.
There are only two sentences on the note.
[From birth to death, don't trust anyone.
I will find you.]
What's the meaning…
"Little Chuchu, come and help me." Song Gui's shout interrupted Lu Chu's meditation.
Lu Chu stuffed the note into his pocket, collected his thoughts, and walked to Song Gui's side to listen to him rambling about arranging things for him.
Another quarter of an hour later, a strange smell made Lu Chu frowned.
This faint but unpleasant smell was too impressive. Lu Chu first looked at Qi Li who was a little further away, and found that he was also looking at himself for an unknown how long.
Seeing this, Song Gui asked, "What are you in a daze for?"
Lu Chu turned to Song Gui and said, "Song Gui, did you hear that?"
"Smell what?"
"The smell of blood."
The smell of blood gradually changed from light to strong.
Song Gui frowned when he heard the words: "I didn't smell it, how can there be bloody smell in this kind of place... Could it be..."
"Not good!" Li Jiapeng yelled suddenly and ran over, "Yang Cheng went to the next room before, just now I thought it was almost the same here, and I was going to move to the next door, but found that the next room was locked from the inside!"
He Mingde said indifferently: "If you lock it, you can lock it. It can't be that kid Yang Cheng did it on purpose. He wanted to scare us."
Li Jiapeng was in a hurry: "But blood seeped out from the crack in the door!"
"What did you say?!" He Mingde roared and ran to the next door, Li Jiapeng followed closely, Qi Li also put down what he was doing and walked over, Lu Chu also wanted to run over when he saw this, but Song Gui grabbed his arm .
When he turned around, he saw Song Gui smiling happily, and whispered to himself, "It's finally started."
It's not that Lu Chu can't understand Song Gui's feeling of staying out of things just to complete the task. One day he himself may become such a person, numbly engaging in round after round of gambling and killing at the cost of his life. But as a former "player", at least now, he can't laugh and say "Hey, look, another one died".
Breaking free from Song Gui's hand, Lu Chu walked out the door.
Song Gui licked his lips: "He's still a good boy with integrity."
After speaking, he followed up.
The door next door was indeed locked from the inside. Because the wooden door was too old, there was a rather large gap underneath, and a viscous black-red liquid slowly flowed out, exuding a stench.
He Mingde pushed the door, but didn't push it open, he just started to hit the door panel with his body, and the rest of the people also stepped forward to help.
The strength of the grown men can be imagined, with just a "creak", the old lock inside the door and a small piece of the door fell off. He Mingde looked around at the people around, swallowed, did not dare to open the door, and only raised his voice: "Yang Cheng?"
No one responded, and He Mingde's voice began to tremble: "Yang Cheng, what are you doing in there? Is it interesting to scare us?"
tick tock —
The only response to him was the crisp sound of water dripping.
Li Jiapeng on the side was the most impatient, and simply stepped forward and pushed open the half-closed door, and then the strong light of the flashlight shot into the closed room.
tick tock —
tick tock —
The scene in front of them made everyone hold their breath.
The corpses of snakes all over the ground were neatly cut section by section, with the white flesh turned out, scattered on the ground, layer by layer, covering the ground. The snake's carcass was soaked in the thick blood, exuding a nasty smell. In the middle of the room, Yang Cheng's body was hanged in mid-air, with half of a snake wrapped around his neck, dripping blood little by little.
The blood slapped on the broken and ferocious snake's body below, making a ticking sound.
Li Jiapeng's eyes turned red instantly: "Yang...Yang Cheng?"
As if he heard Li Jiapeng's shout, Yang Cheng's body moved, and a trace of blood suddenly oozed out, mixed with the snake's blood and dripped on the snake's corpse below.
The pale moonlight combined with the light of the flashlight projected into the house, and everything seemed to be slowed down and elongated. The corpse of the snake below began to squirm, entangle, and slowly return to its complete form. And Yang Cheng's body suddenly fell down in mid-air, split into pieces of bone and flesh, covering the chaotic wriggling snake's torso.
Slowly, visible to the naked eye, it turned into a puddle of blood.