Back to the Future Sword of Sichen

"Hmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Why does byd's voice sound so smelly? Wei Mingye looked like an old man on the subway with his cell phone. Could it be that the wild senbei invaded the world of 1999? This is out of or even out of possible.

The black shadow suddenly disappeared when it was still one meter away from them. The flickering lights also returned at this moment, but they were still a little dim. The lights cast distorted shadows on the furniture.

"It's okay, Matilda, that's a phantom, probably some kind of projection." Wei Mingye comforted her.

The low and steady voice made Matilda feel much more at ease. Suddenly, she saw a winding trail of blood on the ground, which extended all the way into the box that Vertin opened. This seemed to be some kind of hint - they had to enter the box. .

"Let's go." Wei Mingye said, "It seems we have to enter the box."

"Okay... okay..." Matilda said a little weakly, her nerves were a little weak, but in order to see the sonnet again, she followed Wei Mingye into the box. It is indeed a fifteen-line poem.

Pushing open the door of the box garden, the hall was also dark. There was no moonlight falling outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Only dim candlelight illuminated a small area. Wei Mingye walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. The wind blew the trees and weeds, and there was no moonlight. Shrouded, those green plants are like devils with teeth and claws.

"Huh? Is it raining?" Wei Mingye looked up and saw the rain slowly falling down the glass, falling to the ground and disappearing.

Matilda hid in the candlelight, her little body huddled in the big armchair, her eyes looked around timidly, as if there were footsteps, Matilda turned her head sharply, only to see Wei Mingye standing there In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, I seem to be thinking, is it rain? Matilda breathed a sigh of relief. She thought something strange was coming. After all, the sound was like the sound of someone stepping very fast.

The scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window was suddenly shrouded in a bright light, and the candlelight seemed eclipsed in front of it. Then there was a roar of thunder, and the entire hall was shrouded in dazzling white light.

The thunder finally stopped, Matilda struggled to open her eyes, and suddenly saw a white thing standing in front of her.

"Ouch!" Sonnet roared cutely - this is what Wei Mingye thought, and Matilda really seemed to have encountered a white ghost that resembled a giant curtain and then let out a miserable duck Call.

"Matilda, it's me~" Sonnet took off the ghost costume transformed from white curtains and comforted softly.

"Oh~ It's you..." Matilda's whole body strength was gone, and she collapsed in Sonnet's arms like soft mud. Sonnet thought she was too scary, so she hugged Matilda. Tilda patted her back gently.

"W? I'm glad you can change back." The person walking from the shadow is In his hand was a long plastic knife.

"I don't think this can scare you." X shrugged, his smile a little malicious, "How does it feel to become a girl?"

"Too tired." Wei Mingye said, "It's better to be a boy."

"Really? I see that you have been in low spirits recently, and I want to give you some medicine." X said.

"No, no, no, you don't understand what I mean." Wei Mingye shook his head, "I said being too tired is not a mental problem. By the way, where were Vertin and the others?"

"They were filming a movie in the wasteland." Here~

The sky above the wasteland was dotted with stars, and there was no sign of rain. Wei Mingye walked among the withered yellow weeds, making a crackling sound when his shoes broke through the dead grass.

The surroundings were foggy for no reason. Wei Mingye opened his consciousness, and several people suddenly appeared around him. What did Wei Ting and the others want to do? Wei Mingye thought to himself, should he perform with them?

So Wei Mingye pretended to say to himself: "Xie Te! Why is it foggy? Vertin! Where are you?"

The sound of rapid footsteps came to my ears, and a stench assaulted my nostrils. A two-meter-tall zombie, covered in pus and blood and eroded, broke through the fog and ran toward Wei Mingye.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Then a voice-over came: "Tremble! Mortal!"

Wei Mingye took a few steps back in a panic, stepped on a branch in half, and fell to the ground due to his imbalance, "Damn it! Merlin's socks! What the hell is this!"

Wei Mingye's legs seemed to be weak. He could only support himself with his arms and move back little by little. The zombie was not in a hurry and moved closer to him, letting out a slightly high-pitched roar.

"I'm going to eat your intestines and your eyes!" It's that voice-over again.

"Damn it! You! Don't come over!" Wei Mingye looked horrified and tried to squeeze out tears. Even his voice was trembling abnormally, as if he had been stabbed.

"Ouch!" The zombie pounced directly on Wei Mingye.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. The moment the zombie pounced on Wei Mingye, the voice-over said: "I...I am the King of the Living Dead!"

The thick fog dissipated, and Wei Mingye pulled away the zombie on his body. This was a very realistic prop, with all the joints tied with almost transparent threads. Jessica walked over, the tail on her big butt swaying wildly. The next second It's like it's about to fly.

"W, your acting skills are perfect!" Horror Tong helped him up and patted Wei Mingye's shoulder hard.

"It's just that the last scream is a bit strange..." Jin Mier frowned slightly, "But it's harmless and can be modified later."

"Well, I think it's better not to add a voiceover." Horror Tong suggested, and they glanced at Vertin, who was lowering her head, and her hat covered her face, so her expression couldn't be seen.

"I think so too." Wei Mingye said, "I'm so embarrassed that I can dig out three bedrooms and one living room with my toes."

He walked towards Vertin and took off her hat, "You think so? King of the Living Dead?"

"Give... return the hat to me!" Vertin's tone was still cold, but his body was already on tiptoe, trying to grab the hat that Wei Mingye held above his head.

"Okay, okay, my King of the Living Dead." Wei Mingye smiled and put the hat back on Vertin's head, then took out the ticket, "Are you going to Chandigarh?"

Vertin snorted softly, and only Wei Mingye heard it. Although Vertin did not speak, he still reached out and took the ticket away.