The cameraman followed closely.
They have already entered the villa and are still filming. I can't wait to put the camera on people's faces. Sur: "I need personal privacy."
The cameraman responded coldly: "The filming will be stopped at the critical moment."
Sur took a fruit knife from the table and was about to close the door of the bathroom when the cameraman suddenly asked, "Do you bring a knife to the toilet?"
Sur imitated the other's indifferent tone: "Everyone has his own habits."
click.
After the door was closed, there was a sound of anti-locking from inside.
Across the door, Sur pulled out a shocker.
He had actually tried a drop of blood before, but the shocks didn't respond at the time. Now inspired by the need for blood-sucking props, I can't help but suspect that it may be that the blood was used less at the beginning.
The hand holding the handle of the knife exerted a little force, and Sur rolled up his sleeves.
Scarlet blood dripped onto the black metal shell, and the two colors merged together, creating an indescribable harmony. Not in the mood to appreciate this picture, Sur chose to stop the bleeding first. The incision is not very deep, and other than a tingling sensation on the skin, it does not interfere with daily activities.
Seeing that the blood was about to drip from the edge, proving that the shocker did not have the ability to swallow blood, Sur changed the way to gently wipe away the blood, but did not dare to wipe too much, for fear that the liquid would leak into it and be self-defeating.
After a long time, the thing still didn't respond, and Sur sighed, knowing that the last time he saw Zhu Yun in the copy, he should have a product manual.
He sighed and was about to give up, but the shock device finally changed at this moment. A red blood line spread from top to bottom, which could not be erased no matter what.
The wound on his arm had almost stopped bleeding, and Sur simply poked the pulp of his finger with a knife again, rubbing it up and down gently on the area blocked by the red line.
Storage, these two words appeared abruptly, only flashed for a second and then disappeared, and at the same time, the word 'release' lighted up on the right side, and soon faded away until it was not clear, replaced by red and green on the left and right sides of two buttons.
Seeing the change of the electric shocker, Sur smiled and smiled and his face became serious. The essence of the game is bloody darkness. Many times blood and death are the most intuitive way to show it. He should have thought of using blood to feed the electric shock. device.
Now one more subject is needed.
Sur lowered his sleeves to cover the glaring wound.
Temporarily put away the electric shocker, opened the toilet door and stuck out his head, and the cameraman outside rushed to the door and waved: "Come in."
Ghosts are naturally very sensitive to the smell of blood, and Sur did not notice that blood dripped on his trousers just now. In the eyes of the cameraman, he couldn't help but think more.
"Are you self-harming?"
Such guests are very common, because they are under too much pressure and like to obtain another kind of spiritual comfort through self-mutilation.
Sur did not explain the misunderstanding, but instead said, "I just gave myself a knife."
"… "
"I'm heartbroken because you turned down a date with me yesterday."
The cameraman was sure he remembered correctly, and the reason for the refusal at the time was that he saw Sur going to hook up with the judges outside the kitchen.
Ghosts have no emotions, but they are curious. The cameraman is eager to know what this person is thinking about frequently dating ghosts. His contempt for the human subconscious led him to finally step through the bathroom door.
The door slammed shut, Sur clasped the camera with one hand, and the action was done in one go!
The small space is especially suitable for completing the action of the wall. Sur clasped the camera's hand and pushed it forward. The two sides were only separated by a camera's distance. He smiled and said in a slow tone:
"The guests seemed to be vulnerable groups during the recording process, but in fact, staff like you cannot take the initiative to attack the guests."
The cameraman squinted his eyes unconcernedly after being poked into a sore spot.
Sur: "Unless you are attacked and you can fight back in self-defense, even then, you still lose the right to go first."
Leaning forward a little, warm breath sprayed on the cameraman's face.
The aroma of human flesh.
The cameraman's lips trembled, and every time it was his turn to eat dead flesh, such a big living person was placed in front of him, but it was a great opportunity.
According to the regulations of the profession, rushing to eat a guest will be punished very terribly, but if you only take a bite of meat, even if there is punishment, it should not be so severe. The cameraman thought Sur's smile was harsh, and was about to bite off a muscle in his face. As soon as the thought came up, I suddenly felt a numbness in my waist.
Sur held down the red button representing 'storage', and opened his mouth to suck the yin from the cameraman.
Just like his previous guess, the so-called charm value is just an extension of the ability of the electric shocker. By analogy, the Yin Qi that is inhaled in the body should also be released each time, but unfortunately there is no way to do it at present.
The cameraman's strength is much stronger than that of the spider beauty. The ghost energy in his body was taken away without warning, but he was able to fight back at the first time. The pendant on Sur's body helped him resist some of the attacks, but the wound on his previous arm was split open by a strong wave in the air, and the blood instantly stained half of his sleeves red.
The cameraman opened his mouth wide and bit his head, trying to smash the skull in one bite.
Unable to dodge, Sur took out the crying doll without hesitation. Unexpectedly, the cameraman's momentum became sluggish first. The camera on his shoulder smashed to the ground, and the parts fell to pieces after a 'bang'.
At the same time, Sur got rid of the danger temporarily, and stepped back a few steps until he leaned against the pool. Looking at the cameraman who was almost sucked dry, he said with some difficulty: "Someone came up with a principle as early as hundreds of years ago, it is better to start first."
The cameraman opened his mouth with difficulty, as if trying to bite with all his strength.
Sur: "You want to eat my flesh, and I want to drain your yin. Spiritually, we resonate."
"… "
I don't know if I was angry, but the only breath left was lost. The cameraman tilted his head, and the flesh gradually became soft, and finally exploded like flour.
Suer weighed the electric shocker and wondered what effect it would have if he pressed the green button to release the yin energy.
Temporarily suppressing the dangerous thoughts, wrapped some powder left by the cameraman on the ground with paper, and cleaned up the fragments of the camera by the way. After washing the blood on his sleeve, Sur went out in a determined manner.
He first threw the camera into an unoccupied guest room and hid it. When he went out, Qu Qingming just came downstairs. She put on makeup to hide the haggard expression on her face, and she was a little puzzled: "I just seemed to be upstairs. A loud bang was heard."
Sur smiled embarrassedly: "The floor is too slippery and I accidentally fell."
Qu Qingming nodded. He didn't ask about Su'er's subsequent activities, and Su'er didn't ask her, and walked out.
When the breeze blew, the still wet sleeves exuded a biting coolness.
He saw Ji Heng standing by the coast from a long distance, his face slightly raised, looking at the vast sky. Just a short distance away, Zhang Baitian kept his dead posture, lowered his head and crossed his hands. The contrast of the picture was particularly strong.
Seeing that he was alone, Sur looked around: "Where's the cameraman?"
Ji Heng turned around and found that there was no one behind him, so he said, "Probably reunited with the one who followed you."
Sur's eyelids twitched.
Ji Heng's expression remained unchanged: "I don't know who will be shown after editing, but it's not good to expose every move to the camera."
Skipping the cameraman's question, Sur pursed his lips: "Do you think the altar will be at sea?"
Ji Heng did not respond directly, but said, "There is a lack of tools to go to sea now."
Sur pondered: "It is impossible for the program team to come to this island out of thin air, either by boat or plane, why don't you ask?"
"I've already asked. Every two days, there will be ships to deliver supplies. They will arrive in the afternoon and leave before dusk."
Sur grabbed one of the key words: "Forcing?"
Ji Heng nodded, confirming that the cameraman who followed him was completely cold.
There are still several hours before noon, and it is not easy to waste time. Suer thought about it and said tentatively: "This time is just the time to do an experiment."
If there are other members of the grave, Ji Heng will let them play freely. Facing Sur, he asked one more question to be on the safe side: "What experiment?"
"A ghost will die if all the yin qi is sucked into it. In turn, if this part of yin qi is injected into an expelling shell..."
Ji Heng looked at him quietly and suddenly interrupted: "You want to create a ghost?"
Sur sneered and said, "It's just an ordinary biological experiment."
Ji Heng looked away from his face, and the past about the zombies appeared in his mind.
Faced with the dark history of the past, Suer repeatedly emphasized: "You can try to knead a little clay figurine first, and the risk factor is not large."
After saying these words, silence spreads between the two sides. The waves in the distance slapped over from time to time, mixed with a bit of suffocating tension.
After a long time in the past, Ji Heng finally said, "Can you use your charm to release yin?"
Sur's answer was a little vague: "That's right."
Ji Heng didn't ask any further questions, turned and walked in the direction of the woods.
Sur knew that this was all right. The sand on the beach was not very sticky, and it could be found anywhere in the trees. Ji Heng dug out a sticky black mud, his fingers were very flexible, and soon the appearance of a villain took shape.
In the middle, Sur left for a moment, and when Ji Heng pinched a living villain, he did not come back.
About ten minutes later, Sur came running from the distant jungle, holding a blooming flower in his hand. After calming his breath, he took out from his pocket the ashes belonging to ghosts that had been packed in the bathroom.
Ji Heng watched his performance quietly throughout the entire process.
Sur inserted the flower into the villain's ear and carefully wrapped it in mud: "In case the situation is out of control, say this child belongs to the rose gentleman. The cameraman was also killed by the villain in the process of going crazy."
And this rose flower is the best evidence of dominant inheritance.
At the end, looking at the clay figurine, I was a little dissatisfied: "Can you adjust the proportions of its facial features, so that people can see at a glance that it is biological."
Ji Heng: "...It's not good if it's too obvious."
Su Er glanced at him, smiled before he could speak, and Ji Heng took the initiative to turn around.
Only then did Sur take out the electric shocker and press the green button to release Yin Qi at the villain, and once again lamented how big his heart was, but he actually used this thing as an offensive weapon: "If the villain can be controlled by me, Instead, it can be fully armed and go to see if the altar is really in the sea."
Much easier than waiting for the boat to go out to sea.
Ji Heng turned his back to him and looked into the distance: "It's not that easy."
Instances are not philanthropists and can provide players with this level of convenience.
The soil doesn't seem to be able to carry too much yin energy, so it doesn't inject much. Cracks have appeared in some places. Sur's smile gradually stiffens, and his tone is a little uncertain: "Do you think... can it be successful?"
"I don't know." Ji Heng said lightly, "But the last person who did this kind of thing was Nuwa."
"… "
The author has something to say:
Sur: Bold assumptions, careful verification, and real knowledge in practice!
Ji Heng: ...you just do it.