Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 479 The belated whistle

As a high-end hotel, the lobby of the Plaza Hotel covers a very large area, with a floor height of seven or eight meters.

When there was electricity more than two years ago, the huge glazed chandelier hanging on the dome looked like a group of crystal lights shining in the sky—in such a wide and high space, another The human voice sounded like soft and vague background music in the air.

It is precisely because of this that when Qing Jiuliu's shoulder hit the marble pillar heavily, the muffled sound that made people frown barely aroused any waves—except for himself, no one heard him let out a cry because of the pain. Moaned softly.

He hit the stone pillar without hindrance, and the left hand he hit was also caught empty, and when he turned his head sideways, there was nothing on his shoulder.

However, it is hard to say how unexpected such a result is; even Qing Jiuliu himself was not very disappointed.

Leaning his back on the marble pillar, he took a breath, subconsciously took out a crumpled cigarette and put it in his mouth; but as soon as his fingers touched the lighter, his movements stopped immediately.

He raised his head, but there was no movement in his dark field of vision.

Even the sound of the wind blowing the fabric and the rustling of the branches and leaves just now disappeared from the building like an ebb tide; what was left was absolute darkness and silence.

It was too dark, and when I glanced over it suddenly, the blurred shadows in the distance seemed to be moving; but when I looked closely, there seemed to be nothing.

"Ji Shanqing...?" He tentatively called softly, "Is that you? Where are you?"

His voice fluttered in the air, and finally gradually lowered, until it stopped abruptly.He waited for a while, but of course he didn't hear any response.

Judging from the current situation, going upstairs is unlikely.Not to mention that the distance from the stairwell is too far, it is definitely not a good idea to walk into the dark stairwell alone now.

Qing Jiuliu turned his gaze to the door.In the entire pitch-black hall, only there was a slightly lighter darkness, as if there was still the last glimmer of light left between the world and the earth.

After waiting, Qing Jiuliu never heard any noise around him, so he took a step forward.It's just that as soon as he moved, something fell from his body and fell on the floor with a "Dang"-it turned out to be the lighter he had pulled out halfway just now.

After hesitating for two seconds, Qing Jiuliu still bent down and started groping in the dark—but his movements stopped soon.

He touched the lighter, and at the same time he touched the toe of a shoe.

It was too late and then fast, Qing Jiuliu jumped up suddenly, and shot straight up with one hand; but just like the last time, his hand didn't touch anything, just passed through the air--one shot fell In the next second, he immediately twisted his body and ran out in the direction of the gate.

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Hastily stepped back into the darkness, Ji Shanqing turned his head again, and the figure at the door had disappeared.

He held onto his knees, feeling heavy in his chest and a little out of breath - not because he was running too fast, but because he didn't know where to run now; Deathly darkness.

The gate is impossible to get out, and now the only way out is the stairwell.It is conceivable that there will definitely not be a smooth road there, but Ji Shanqing still has to try.

Relying on his memory, he barely figured out a direction by groping in the dark, and walked in that direction cautiously - he made his every move extremely light, without making a sound.

"Ji Shanqing...?"

This sound, which seemed to be a little tentative, immediately made Li Bao stop in his tracks.

"Is that you? Where are you?"

Ji Shanqing bit his lip and didn't say a word, trying to identify the source of the sound - but the sound was diffused by the lobby, floating in the air together with the slight echo, it was not easy to do this.

It seems that because there was no response, several familiar "click" sounds suddenly sounded in the darkness, and then, a trace of flame jumped up from the front, casting an orange-red light at the same time, which also made Ji Shanqing I felt a little relieved.

A small piece of darkness was dispelled, casting a long and distorted shadow on the pillar not far away; the thin flame constantly swaying in the air illuminated half of Qing Jiu's face in front of him.

The shadow took the bridge of his nose as a line, engulfing the other half of his face, and the body below the neck was still immersed in the thick black, as if only half of his face was floating in the air.

"What are you doing standing there?" The flames kept flickering, casting bright and dark shadows on Qing Jiuliu's face.It's just that the light and shadow lasted for two or three seconds, then suddenly disappeared, and the darkness shrouded again - although the faint light was only for a short moment, Ji Shanqing was very sure that Qing Jiuliu hadn't opened his mouth when he spoke just now.

The sound of "Kaka" sounded again several times, as if the other party was trying to start a fire, but he couldn't do it any more; Ji Shanqing gradually had goosebumps all over his body - because of the "Kaka" sound in the dark. The sound is getting closer step by step.

When the sound of the lighter finally stopped, Qing Jiuliu's voice rang close to his face: "Let's go, let's go back."

As soon as Ji Shanqing's hair exploded, he turned and ran - but just after running two steps, he suddenly stopped and turned his head.

"It's a little strange... This is the second time I've heard these two words." He said softly in the dark, as if he forgot his fear for a moment. "...The wording, speaking speed, and tone are all exactly the same."

"If I'm not wrong, you can record, mute, edit, and replay your voice, right?" After a moment of silence, Ji Shanqing suddenly added: "My voice just now doesn't sound like it's drifting away. .”

There was no sound in the darkness.Kiyokuru, who was still standing there just now, seemed to melt into the darkness without sound.

"Think about it carefully, no matter what you are, if you can kill me if you get close to me, I should be dead by now." Ji Shanqing frowned and murmured: "Then... What is the current situation?"

As he himself discovered, these few words came to an abrupt halt in the air, as if someone had covered them with something, without arousing the slightest echo.

"The half of the sentence after 'Go back' is... If the great witch is in a hurry and comes down in person, we will suffer." Ji Shanqing repeated this sentence lightly, feeling that his courage was gradually weakening. Back in the body: "When the words sounded, 'Qing Jiuliu' was walking towards me from the gate...Cooperate, as if to make me relax my vigilance."

"But you don't know, that sentence itself is very problematic."

After Ji Shanqing said the last sentence, he closed his mouth—the silence around him once again fell.

After a few seconds, an unfamiliar low voice came from the darkness: "...what's the problem?"

Ji Shanqing smiled silently—this person couldn't help but finally came out.It's just that he said too little just now, and he couldn't tell where the person was.

When the gift bag opened his mouth again, he didn't answer the other party's question, but instead asked, "You still dare to provoke us when you know that the great witch is upstairs. Do you not know who the great witch is, or are you too confident in this situation? "

"Both." This time, the strange voice suddenly gave a low laugh and became excited: "...Ah, here we come."

What's up?

Ji Shanqing frowned, feeling that he was almost able to find his location, and hurriedly asked: "What's coming? What are you going to do?"

"It's not that good, you're already in the right place at the right time." The voice laughed hoarsely.

Ji Shanqing was startled, and it was too late to jump away—in the blink of an eye, a familiar face suddenly appeared in the darkness in front of him; the man jumped up immediately, In an instant, his retreat was blocked, a gleam of light flashed in his hand, and then there was something sharp, wrapped in a straight force, and sank deeply into the chest of the gift bag.

When Ji Shanqing lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground, his eyes suddenly blurred, and he could still vaguely distinguish a vague outline in the darkness—that person was holding a piece of broken glass tightly. Stay for a long time.

… After stabbing hard twice, when he felt that the person under him was no longer moving, Qing Jiuliu panted heavily, pulled off the long piece of glass, and threw it far away with a "clang". opened.

"It's finally over," he murmured to himself in a short breath, and stood up on his knees.Looking around in the dark, he took a step towards the direction that should be the stairwell: "Who the hell... who is it..."

Perhaps it was because the tense nerves were finally relaxed, Qing Jiuliu's murmured voice was wrapped in exhaustion, and gradually dropped.

A loud "bang" suddenly tore through the air, and a black shadow as big as a room suddenly fell from the sky and hit the ground heavily, just engulfing the place where Qing Jiuliu stood; accompanied by the crisp glass There was a crackling sound, and the fragments and echoes splashed out in all directions, shaking the entire lobby as if trembling faintly——

When the intense shattering sound lasted for a full half a minute before it finally gradually quieted down, there was an unhurried sound in the air.

"Oh...it looks amazing when it's hanging from the ceiling, but it's even more extraordinary when it's dropped."

Accompanied by these words, a white light flashed in the darkness, and then a circle of flashlights lit up, instantly reflecting the surrounding space—under its dim and cold light, the shattered lamp The glass-painted chandelier that was half broken and trapped in the fragments was occupying half of the hall in a state of splashing.

The one holding the flashlight was a short, fat, unremarkable man, and a pair of thick lenses reflected light under the flashlight.He pulled off the cultural shirt on his body, walked towards the chandelier, and looked around.

"With such a heavy force, the elephant is also crushed to death..." He narrowed his eyes, and just laughed a little, but his voice suddenly stopped.

...Under the chandelier, blood did not ooze out as he expected.

The thick glasses had just shaken, and he realized that it was not a second; but before he could turn around, a hand suddenly wrapped around his neck from behind, and gradually tightened on his throat—the force was not strong, However, the blood in the body suddenly changed its direction, rushed towards the hand, and then disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.

"Look at me carefully," Qing Jiuliu's voice of gritting his back teeth rang in his ear when the thick glasses were all weak and his eyes were dizzy and black: "...with such a face, do you plan to use it?" The chandelier is broken?"

From the throat of the thick glasses, there was a vague "cuckoo" sound, and it was unknown whether it was blood flow or shortness of breath.

"How do you always find a chance to praise yourself?"

As he spoke, Ji Shanqing showed his head from the other side of the chandelier—when he saw him, his thick glasses widened his eyes, and he flailed his hands and feet a few times—the clothes on the chest of the gift bag were torn, and the layers were opened Under the clothes, however, no skin could be seen; he covered the holes in the clothes with his hands unhappily, and ordered Qingjiu to stay: "Put it down when you are almost done, and I will suck you to death later."

"... just know how to move your mouth." Qing Jiuliu muttered, seeing that the thick glasses had white skin and his face was about to pass out, so he lazily threw him to the ground, and put it on his neck in a bored way A few fingers, as a precaution.

The thick glasses that had lost a lot of blood in one breath just now really didn't even have the strength to get up; he glanced at Ji Shanqing with trembling lips, and asked vaguely: "You...how are you...and why are you so tired? ..."

"One is because he is not a human being, and the other is because we all noticed that each other is still in the hall—ask something creative." Before he could finish his question, Qing Jiuliu finished answering impatiently: "...No? Then we ask you."

"Was it your ability just now?" Ji Shanqing squatted down, his tone was very firm: "Who are you? Why did you come here?"

The thick glasses took a breath and opened his mouth——

[Excuse me, how do you make a horror movie with 1 yuan? 】

The answer is by editing.

Once the "actor" is determined, this ability can be activated.After the activation, every action, every word, and every scene that the actor makes will be used as the initial film data for the ability owner to edit; the scenes and sounds released after editing will become the actors' eyes The "set" and "plot" in the film, so that the actors act according to the script.Due to the limited budget, the film can't be too long. After 15 minutes at most, the ending of the film's story must be determined-because it is a horror film, it is better for someone to die.

The 1 yuan budget for the film should be used to buy the necessary props, don't spend more than that.

PS: Once the filming starts, unless it ends, the set is protected from interruption.

"That is to say, what we saw was actually what you recorded, edited, and then showed us." Ji Shanqing sneered, "But this lamp, no matter how you look at it, is more than [-], right? "

"The things in the last days are worthless." The thick glasses struggled.

"This is really the worst film I've ever received in my acting career." Qing Jiuliu spat, pinched his neck and asked, "Why do you come to trouble us?"

"I can't say—" the thick glasses spit out these words, and suddenly felt the blood rushing up again; he hurriedly called out to Ji Shanqing: "It's because a visa officer died! You killed it, right? "

"...How do you know it's me?" Li Bao was startled, not expecting that this person turned out to be another examiner's candidate.It seems that in order to complete the trial goal and find the person who killed the visa officer, he came to the door... But he thought about it, and quickly frowned again.

"I still have a few companions," thick glasses stammered, "I have a woman's tracking ability..."

"No," Qing Jiuliu also realized what was wrong: "When I heard the whistle for the first time, the task of tracking down the killer of the visa officer hadn't come down—"

"Whistle?"

Behind a pair of glasses, the man's eyes widened in confusion. "Is this the whistle you were talking about?"

Qing Jiuliu and Ji Shanqing paused, and raised their heads palely at the same time.

Yoyo's whistle rang softly, this time the distance was much closer, and it sounded as clear as if it was right next to my ear.

　Do you know how long I have been stuck in this chapter!From nine in the morning!Stuck all the way to now!Finally finished! !Obviously, I have already thought about the plot that will happen next, but it is a wonderful experience if I can't write it out... I don't want to write more horror plots, after all, some people love and some are afraid.

Thank you, Little Fat Bird, Hua Xiamian, Mia and others for your rewards, Nianhua Layman, Sure enough, Lost Fallen Leaves, Sun Chasing Daughter and others for your monthly tickets!Why is the list so short?
If I face the computer for a while, I'm going to throw up...

　
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