Survival Guide for Suspense Authors

Chapter 16: The First Agreement

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It's dark all around!

There was a rotten stench in the air, and the chilly wind rushed from the back of the back, and there were particles of goose bumps on the skin...

"The old man who picked up the tatters picked up a lame baby, wow~"

"No father or mother, the whole family is going to pick up the tatters~"

"You don't play with her, I don't play with her, no one plays with her, no one plays with her, hahaha~"

Chen Chao suddenly opened his eyes, and surrounded by abandoned coal mines, the dark night revealed an eerie and terrifying smell, and the sound of Ruowu's ballads floated in the air.

It is clearly the laughter of a child, but it is vaguely mixed with weird and creepy breathing

Breathing

"The frequency of the sound overlaps with the sound of the song, like a low breath caused by insufficient breath, but it is not like..." Chen Chao frowned and observed the environment, "Coal mountain, song, expected If it’s not bad, it’s in the dream... No, it should be the hide-and-seek scene I described."

"Change the line of fate, so, am I now entering a certain segment of the novel?"

Chen Chao noticed that he was naked to the upper body, wearing ragged pajamas on the lower body, and slippers on his feet. He still maintained the posture of sitting on the sofa in the living room.

There was chilly air underneath the buttocks, and the legs that maintained the squat posture were a bit stiff.

"It's almost like the whole body was transported here in an instant, except for the mobile phone!"

Chen Chao thoughtfully, he squatted down and touched the bottom of the slippers. The fruit knife that had not been put away was still alive, bound by 502 glue and transparent glue, and the sole of the shoe was almost integrated.

Tear off the tape, pull out the fruit knife, and hold it back in your palm.

"What must be confirmed is whether it is the body or the consciousness that is passing through, and the method is simple." Chen Chao severely made a hole at the back of his wrist.

The palm of the writer needs to be used for code words and needs care; scars on the wrist can easily be misunderstood as a suicide by cutting the wrist; therefore, Chen Chao carefully selected the back of the wrist.

The meat is tender and juicy!

Blood gushed out, and soon the entire back of his hand was dyed red. Chen Chao squinted his eyes and felt it, "It feels like a finger was accidentally scratched by a wooden thorn. There is only a slight tingling sensation, but it is enough to prove that it was worn by the body. Come in, and the buff status granted by bravery is not isolated, it still exists."

"what-"

The sharp horrified cry interrupted Chen Chao's thoughts.

The weird ballads suddenly stopped, and if youruowu's singing was replaced by a terrifying howl of horror, the rotten air suddenly filled with an eager and familiar smell.

It's hot human blood mixed with the smell of fresh urine, and the damp and cold air floats and floats~

"there!"

Chen Chao sniffed his nose, and he saw the black coal scum on the ground, as if being pulled by some kind of force, floating off the ground strangely, turning into wispy black currents, converging towards the distant center.

Chen Chao followed the trajectory of the black current, and quickly saw the center of the intersection. The flowing black coal land looked like a living monster, with countless black woven tentacles entangled a little bit... a body curled up on the ground.

Xia Nannan? ! !

She clutched her ears and hugged her head desperately, her whole body curled up on the ground, and the cinders that flowed past covered her body, like a thick black quilt covering her whole body, completely isolating the outside world. Devour!

Around, a panicked and wailing body was wrapped around ankles with tentacles, a little bit along the waist, spread across the neck, and it was slowly and cruelly twisted.

The body was like a twisted twist, and the mouth on the terrible face was grinning to the base of the ears, revealing two rows of jagged, sharp teeth inside.

Obviously we are wailing and crying, but the teeth are violently colliding and rubbing up and down, and even the lips of the teeth are wriggling in a wavy shape, and a hook-like lip ring is nailed to the corner of the teeth, as if it is hanging from the corner of the mouth. Zipper.

Chen Chao scanned the crying faces, his pupils shrank sharply, and he was shocked: "All the facial features are strange and deformed. The eyes and nose are almost not small, while the mouth and teeth eroded half of his cheeks. It seems to be carved out of the same mold."

It is born from the heart, such a face seems to be interpreting the acrimonious definition.

Breathing with their mouths, even when they breathe, they have to open their mouths and rub their teeth, and they can't stop mocking and mocking. Is this the meaning of their lives

Chen Chao thought more deeply, "If Xia Nannan is a character with a disability like a dragon, then these people are filled in the background board, they are the same masked characters, no... they can't be called characters, only Counted as a deformed monster."

People without souls are just piles of flesh and blood, and even death will not be merciful.

A body was broken, the ribs of the chest were broken and a shriveled heart came out. It rolled to Chen Chao's feet and was stepped on by slippers. He picked it up and found that it was not the shape of a heart at all, but a rusty and blackened one. Iron blocks, and this is the source of the rancid smell permeating the air.

Inside the deformed monster's body is a heart of iron and stone that does not beat, how can it not emit a foul smell of rotting.

"Is this the world of fiction that I have shaped!"

Chen Chao pursed his mouth, with mixed feelings in his heart. There is no doubt that this is a broken world, "because the background character lacks the depiction of pen and ink, which leads to the mechanical reproduction of the face; or because the character lacking the soul is a hollow and rigid body. , So naturally grows an ugly and deformed face; or is it because the novel's unfinished ending has caused the corresponding world to rot and deform?"

Is it just this world, or... all the novel worlds that have been shaped are like ghosts

This question was too horrible, and there was no fear of emotional fluctuations. Chen Chao still felt cold sweat crawling on his back. He exhaled deeply and looked at Xia Yannan, who was half-buried in cinders and covered his body.

At present, there are too few known information and clues, and all speculations have no strong support and verification. Xia Nannan is the first novel character that Chen Chao has come into contact with, and he has the dual identity of the party and the insider, so he is bound to master More first-hand information, so Chen Chao must pry open Xia Nannan's mouth, and the previous communication was obviously not pleasant, but fortunately he got another precious opportunity!

"An opportunity to modify the character's fate line, in other words, is like a re-reading of the character at a critical time point. I need to intervene in this way and lay a suitable pavement for the subsequent dialogue!"

Manjuan's tentacles circumvented Chen Chao strangely, as if treating him as a non-existent air, allowing him to move closer to the position of Xia Nuan step by step.

Chen Chao thinks that there are two explanations behind this: First, the mechanism for modifying the authority of fate works like this, after all, 200 horror points are spent; second, for this world, he just doesn't exist.

For the former explanation, Chen Chao needs to figure out and study this mechanism in the future; while the latter explanation involves philosophical meaning, that is, what is true for the world of fiction, and what does the existence of a writer mean!

Chen Chao didn't have an answer now. He squatted on the ground and began to dig the hole, inserting his arms into the coal pit little by little, grabbing Xia Nannan's body curled up and dragging it outward.

The sparse cinders dripped down between his fingers. Chen Chao knelt on his knees, leaned over and hugged Xia Nannan out of the sinking coal pit. It may be the body temperature on his strong arms, or the male hormones emitted from under his armpits. Wake up Xia Nannan.

His cheeks were full of soot, with two white tears dripping in the middle, two slender arms fell down, ten nails were soaked into jet black, Xia Nannan opened her crying swollen eyes, her pale eyes were dark with dark black. diffusion.

Her eyes were hollow, half fear and half despair.

Not far away, the twisted corpse split open, and the bloody heart rolled out. It was wrapped in cinder and made a metal-like piercing sound of deformation. After a little pull, it turned into... a cane? ! !

A cold metal iron crutches, the material is a twisted iron stone heart!

"I caught you, you will always play with me!" Xia Nannan tilted her head, staring at the twisted and broken corpses indifferently, watching the rest who were still struggling and crying. Playmates.

The iron crutch dragged traces on the cinder floor, like the footprints left by hide-and-seek. The iron crutch was about to merge into her body!

How ironic~

Those who mock her and isolate her will eventually merge into her body bones, and will never be divided into the trajectory that supports her in the future!

Chen Chao held Xia Nannan's cheeks and turned his gaze back a little bit. Xia Nannan looked in a trance, and seemed to realize that he was actually being held in his arms by a shirtless man

She saw sloppy wet hair, a pale face with shaggy beard, nostrils blocked with tissues, and a pair of dark eyes looking straight down at her.

His eyes were cracking, as if he was stripping barely to see through himself; but it was muddy and deep, as if there were countless hidden secrets.

People who had never seen it before, and had never been stared at by such complicated eyes, a weird feeling rose in her heart, and her attention was drawn to him, "Uncle, who are you?"

While speaking, the cinder wrapped around the iron crutches climbed onto Chen Chao's body, flowing into Xia Nannan's palm, her palm silently cracking a vertical mouth.

Chen Chao's pupils contracted, and he immediately pulled Xia Nannan's wrist to hide.

"Uncle, do you want to prevent everyone from staying with me?" Xia Nannan's tone became cold.

Chen Chao shook his head. He dug out the half-buried wooden crutch from the cinder next to Xia Nannan's palm, "I'm Chen Chao, I just think this wooden crutch with temperature is more suitable for you!"

Xia Nannan stretched out her hand to take the wooden crutch, her face fluctuating for a while.

"This is not called a friend, but just a pile of rusty iron blocks, and friends need to understand and tolerate each other, trust and support each other to walk the journey of life together." Chen Chao's back was covered with cinder, but he was not moved. , Grasping the back of Xia Nannan's hand, bend inward a little bit and hold the wooden crutch together: "Do you feel the temperature brought by contact with each other, so that you can be called friends, I am Chen Chao, would you like to be friends with me? ?"

"Friend? Chen Chao?" Xia Nannan was stunned. She obediently held the wooden crutch. The wooden crutch was warm, and the palm of the hand against the back of her hand was also warm.

"Yes!" Chen Chao said with a sincere smile on his face and grinned: "Would you like to play hide and seek with me?"

Xia Nannan raised her head and put a strong hope in Chen Chao's eyes, and she nodded in agreement.

The iron crutches disintegrated and dissipated in the air. The floating cinders were wrapped around the surface of the wooden crutches, like a layer of exquisite paint, and like a black snake on the carving, the whole wooden crutches looked like covered. The luxurious coat turned into a dark and elegant walking stick.

"You hide, shall I look for it?"

Xia Nannan stood up, leaning on a cane with one hand, and staring at Chen Chao with bright eyes.

Chen Chaogang was about to nod his head in agreement, the cinder covering his feet weirdly penetrated the back of his feet and fell to the ground, his whole body faded, becoming illusory and fuzzy.

The sky above his head split a gap, the torrential rain washed down, and a pattering rain screen separated the two of them. Xia Nannan rubbed her eyes vigorously, and her mouth gradually opened into an "O" shape.

"It seems to be leaving. It seems that this hide-and-seek can only be left until the next meeting!" Chen Chao looked up at the rain curtain that suddenly poured down, and waved at Xia Nannan who was soaked in soup.

"When I meet again, I will play hide-and-seek with you, you hide, I'll look for it~"

The rain curtain overlaps with the illusory figure, and the film of Chen Chao's body disappears in the rain.

Xia Nannan stretched out her hand and grabbed it into the rain, but she could only grab a void in her hand in vain. The shattered figure melted in the rain and passed between her fingers.

The floating coal cinder was soaked by rain and fell back to the ground. The blood and the corpse were washed and buried. Several undead bodies fell to the ground, screaming.

The black cinders on her face were washed away, revealing a white face, Xia Yannan panicked holding the dripping rain with her palms, but she could only see her pale and weak face in the water.

The thin body was soaked in rain, and the walking stick was stepped on in the black puddle!

"Quiet!"

Xia Nannan turned her head and glanced.

The next moment, I saw the screaming bodies lose their voices at the same time, the metal ring hanging from the corner of the mouth, as if receiving some kind of instruction, trembling quickly and sew the jagged mouth from left to right, as if being Zipper that closes.

The tiny nose couldn't maintain normal breathing at all. Several bodies had bulging eyes and swollen necks. Within two minutes, they were completely suffocated to death, and there was no sound.

It’s a pity that Chen Chao couldn’t witness such a horrifying scene with his own eyes. Otherwise, with the writer’s rich associations, it would be difficult for him not to sew the marks between his lips and teeth and the bandages on his body to produce even a little abstraction. connect.

The title of this chapter can be taken as-shock! What is the raw material of the universal bandage? ?

Now, the whole world is finally quiet, and only the sound of pouring rain is left.

"Chen Chao, hide and seek!"

With her back to the corpse and the black cinder field, Xia Yannan looked up at the dark and gloomy sky, muttering and repeating in her mouth over and over again...