Horror Studio

"Is this..." Qian Cang frowned.

"This piece of land under your feet is built on Wuyou's body. It took me a lot of energy to fix this. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for Wuyou to break free from the shackles and talk to you. However, in a long time, It will be a bit unexpected. Maybe one day, he succeeds, or there are other high-ranking entities who decide to do something here."

The green flame in Xiaotai's eyes fluttered in the direction of the wind.

"Cang Yi, the civilization established by the actor is also a civilization. No one knows how many guys are staring at this piece of fat now? I hope you can stare at nothing. If it is for any reason, after the actor breaks free, it may be the first A teammate who asks you to start, you know he can do it, I don’t know how far he can do it."

Its tone is very serious.

As soon as Qiancang felt that the previous sense of ease was wiped out, there are still many things waiting for him to do in the future, but he noticed a weird place in it, he thought about it, and asked:

"Why do I feel like I am chained?"

He looked into Xiaoma's eyes, trying to find clues in the flames.

"Huh?" The little lady turned her head, without looking at Qiancang, "I don't understand what you mean."

"It's a coincidence, isn't it?" Qiancang asked back.

"So?" The little madam turned her head back, "Do you think everything you have experienced is... fake?"

Qiancang took a deep breath and didn't answer. It's not a tacit approval, but he did have ideas in this regard.

"Do you want me to tell you, is this true or false?" Xiaotai continued to ask, and while speaking, it took a step forward, "If I tell you all this is false, what do you want to do? ? If it is true, what do you want to do? How do you know if I am lying to you?"

A series of questions hit Qiancangyi like a barrage of bullets.

"Or, do you want me to throw you into the sea of ​​corpses, let you climb up from the deepest point a little bit, so that you can accept that everything you deserve now?" Xiaotai continued to ask, in an aggressive tone.

Qiancang took a step back and gritted his teeth.

"I don't mind." The little lady stepped back and added teasingly: "If you like it."

Qiancang shook his head, "You are right. No matter if you tell me it's true or false, I won't believe it, I will confirm it myself."

He sighed and looked at the contract in his hand again. In addition to the length of the contract, there are some strange things, such as the need to let him manage a few areas that he has never heard of. As for other details, he did not take a close look. .

Xiaotai stepped forward and took the opportunity to stretch out her right hand and touch Qiancangyi's head.

Qiancang was stunned for a moment, not understanding Xiaotai's actions.

"Regardless of whether you sign or not, I respect your choice." The little wife retracted her right hand. "If you don't plan to sign with me, I won't drive you out. You can come here or leave here anytime. Actually It’s the same with signing you. I won’t restrict you. The only difference is one... From now on you will be an absolutely free, but also a masterless soul. I will not extend your life. You will die. However, after you die, I will not have the right to interfere with what other guys do to your soul."

Qiancang frowned, and he smelled a hint of threat and conspiracy.

"Do you know the situation of the little diamond wind?" The green flame in Xiaotai's eyes began to shake, "The **** movie sold him to the mirror ghost, you actors, all have a worth. Although you are human, you are not without value. On the contrary, under the shaping of **** movies, you all have unique personal values, but on the contrary, you don't have any self-preservation ability. If you are an unowned thing, what will be waiting for you in your life at that time? "

It shook its head, "I don't know either."

When Qian Cang thought of the fan gift he had seen occasionally, he understood what Xiaotai meant. If he chooses to return to the real world and does not have any other high marks on his body, it may mean that he is like a walking gold bar. .

"It's better to ask your teammates, they might have the same thoughts." After Xiaoma finished speaking, a **** vortex appeared behind her, "Go to sleep, it's late, give me an answer tomorrow." Its body was swallowed by the **** vortex, completely. disappear.

Qiancang looked down at the contract in his hand, folded it and put it away.

"You really have to ask."

He said softly and went back to bed.

...

The next day, Qiancang got up early to wash.

He thought he would suffer from insomnia all night, but in fact he didn’t. He slept soundly, almost falling asleep. After all, whether it's nothing to break away from the shackles or other high-level existence coveting nothing, it's relatively long or small. Probability matters will not affect tonight.

In this sense, he didn't dream of anything. The only memory between entering a sleep state and waking up was just closing and opening his eyes.

Steel Wings watched Qiancang come from a distance and walked to the door of Yingyan's house.

The doorbell rang.

After a few seconds, the door opens automatically.

As soon as Qiancang arrived in the living room, he found that the living room had been neatly cleaned, and there was no trace of the banquet held last night.

Hawkeye sat on the sofa, and when he saw Qiancang coming, he put down the book in his right hand, "Have you had breakfast?" he asked.

"No." Qiancang shook his head, "I have something to do with you."

Hawkeye nodded, as if he knew what Qiancang wanted to ask. He stood up and walked towards the kitchen, "Come with me."

Qiancangyi followed him.

"Sit down." Hawkeye pointed to the kitchen table against the wall, and then he started to manipulate the kitchen utensils.

"I..." Qiancang was about to refuse when he saw it, but before he could speak, a bowl of noodles with a rich aroma was placed on the table.

"Yesterday, the little lady looked for you?" Hawkeye pushed the noodles placed like in a poster to Qiancang. "When I woke up, it also found me immediately, hoping that I would sign a contract."

"So, how did you do it?" Qiancang glanced at the noodles, and a bowl of delicious noodles was placed in front of him. His appetite suddenly increased, and his idea of ​​not planning to eat breakfast was immediately changed.

"Can you show me?" Hawkeye asked.

Qiancangyi handed over the contract.

After Hawkeye picked it up, he lowered his head and looked at it carefully. "The conditions for the offer are very generous." He opened his mouth and looked up at Qian Cangyi, "Most of the time we signed the contract was several hundred years, and the longest was Qianjiang. Month, about eight hundred years."

"How is this time calculated?" Qiancang asked as he ate.

"I didn't study this aspect in detail. According to Qian Jiangyue, the date of life represents the difficulty of resurrection in a sense, similar to investment funds, like me and the shadow puppet, because at the time of death, the body is intact and the soul is intact. Sex has not been destroyed, so the time is relatively short." Hawkeye said here, paused, "If your age is a benchmark against nothing, I am afraid, it is a huge sum of money."

Qiancang stopped the chopsticks in his right hand and looked at the contract in deep thought.

"The signed number of years only counts as specific working hours. Basically, it can be considered as the actual time to leave the land of nowhere and participate in the movie, so it is much longer than the actual number. Because the land of nowhere is in the time, so we are here The time is almost negligible." Hawkeye continued to explain.

"It turned out to be like this..." Qiancangyi continued to eat.

"There is nothing else to pay attention to, it's almost the same as ours." Hawkeye handed back the contract.

Qiancang caught the contract with his left hand and glanced again.

"Did my little madam be bullying and lure you?" Hawkeye asked in a calm tone.

"Yeah." Qiancang nodded, "but I'm curious, it doesn't have to be so troublesome at all, after all, it has such an ability..."

Halfway through his words, a familiar voice came from the door.

"I just saw Cang Yi coming here, we can have breakfast." It was the voice of fable.

The sound of footsteps gradually approached the kitchen from the living room.

"It's because of respect, Cang Yi, Xiaomao didn't deprive you of the right to choose. It just tried to increase the bargaining chip on the side of the balance and minimize the idea of ​​your rejection." Hawkeye stood up, "Why resurrect us first? In addition to easy resurrection, you may also have something to do with you. I guess the main reason why people like us can be resurrected is probably to keep you."

Qiancang's eyes widened, and he was very surprised by Hawkeye's conjecture.

"Your experience is different from mine. If death is not the end, then the invitation to the **** movie is a process that takes you from ordinary to extraordinary, but according to my understanding of you, you are not nothing, and you are not an insatiable person. For you, a lifetime is enough. Even if you are resurrected, you may choose to return from the ordinary to the ordinary, like a circle with a beginning and an end."

Hawkeye walked to the stove and turned on the fire.

"I hope you can stay here. It's a little bit of my selfishness. Moreover, although we are special, other actors also have the opportunity to resurrect. It is just more complicated and the process is more difficult, but the possibility is by no means zero. The plan to resurrect Wutong is already underway. Prepare, wait until the little drill wind returns before starting execution."

Having said this, he turned his head and looked at Qian Cangyi with a solemn expression.

"It's not impossible for Zhi Duoxing, after all, you have a lot of time."

After Qiancang heard it, he felt his breathing heavier, and he stared at the contract on the table blankly.

"Haha, I said, you really are here." The fable yelled when he came to the door of the kitchen. He walked into the kitchen and immediately noticed the contract on the table. "This is..." He leaned forward and simply swept away. After a glance, he shouted to the two behind him: "Hurry and see!"

"What?" Qian Jiangyue put her hands in her pockets and walked over impatiently.

"Huh?" There was curiosity in the shadow play's eyes.

"Tsk tusk, it's better to sign my name on this condition?" Fable picked up the contract and started looking for a pen.

"Let me see." Qian Jiangyue grabbed the contract, "Ah...I remember that the life span of nothing is infinite. It is better to divide it into one point. Anyway, it is unlimited if it is divided into several or dozens of shares. "

"By the way, I heard voices in the kitchen just now, what were you talking about just now?" asked the shadow play.

"Talk..." Qiancang thought for a while and said, "...What I plan to do in the future, I want you to help me give some suggestions."

After the three heard it, they sat at the table and asked Qian Cangyi's thoughts.

At this time ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a group of pets also rushed from the living room.

...

Under the closed mirror door, Xiao Zuanfeng sat on the ground, hugged his legs with his hands, and buried his head on his knees. Since the last time Hawkeye and his party failed to save him, he has been locked here by the mirror ghost and has not been released again.

It was dark all around, illuminated only by the faint light that occasionally overflowed from the gap in the mirror door.

With a click, the mirror door began to shake.

Xiao Zuanfeng turned his head and looked at the top with a calm expression.

The mirror door was opened, and the dazzling light dissipated the darkness. Then, a powerful right arm stretched in from the mirror door, followed by a firm face.

Xiao Zuifeng's eyes gradually changed from calm to agitated.

"We're here to pick you up." Qian Cang showed a gentle smile on his face, "Let's go."

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