Horror Movie Survival Spoiler Manual [Quick Transmigration]

[Welcome to the movie "The Mist"

Movie introduction:

I love you so deeply, what can separate us?

Death... death.

No, not even death.

Movie Release Date: X X X X X

Movie alias: Mystery Hotel/Buried/Death Loop

Movie Category: Supernatural, Horror, Romance

Film Director: Forbidden Passage Cinemas Limited

Film Screenwriter: Ai Mao

Movie Cast: None]

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There was a news on the car radio: "From city x to city c... Zi... On a certain highway, an enthusiastic passer-by drove by and found a... Zizi parked on the side of the road, and the passengers in the car were killed. Sent to the nearest hospital... sizzling... Within half a month, three passengers woke up one after another, and the other two passengers were suspected of being brain dead... The specific cause of the accident is still under investigation..."

"It's getting dark so quickly..." Lin Muyao sighed softly while holding the window of the car.

Tang Ze sat next to her, turning the steering wheel in his hands, with no expression on his face.

There were three people crowded in the back seat, Tang Yu glanced at the front, "Xiao Ze, do you want me to drive? You have been driving all afternoon, don't you want to take a break?"

"It's not necessary." Tang Ze said, but his brows frowned. He clicked on the mobile phone navigation and looked, "That's not right."

"What's wrong?" Lin Muyao leaned over, her straight black hair drooping from her shoulders, bringing a faint scent of fragrance.

Tang Ze's almost invisible expression turned cold, and he quickly recovered. He glanced at Tang Yu, "We went the wrong way."

All five are awake.

"Why did you go the wrong way?" Wu He looked puzzled, "The Panshan Highway has always been a road leading to Rome..."

Ni Xueer shrank, and grabbed Lin Muyao's hand, "Mu Yao, I'm a little scared, it's so late, what should I do next?"

Tang Yu quickly comforted the two girls, but Tang Ze didn't care, and said bluntly, "I didn't drive indiscriminately, I always walked this way."

After parking the car, a few people went down to take a look, their faces were a little pale.

"It's foggy." Tang Ze looked at the growing whiteness in front of his eyes, and his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.At this moment, a severe headache hit him, he bent down suddenly, and fell to his knees, "Uh—"

A beautiful scene of blooming flowers and leaves flashed in front of my eyes, and then everything withered and withered... I don't know who it was, whose skin was cut into gaps by a silver knife, but still staring at the knife holder obsessively.

The blood dripped down the body along the downward trajectory, and the corner of the knife-wielding man's mouth slightly raised. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, it still made people's mind swayed and it was hard to hold on.

"Ozawa! Are you okay? Can you hear me?" Tang Yu supported him with understanding and concern in his expression.

Tang Ze survived the pain. He straightened up. It took a long while before he calmed down. He raised his head and said to Tang Yu, "Brother, that feeling came again."

The two brothers Tang Yu and Tang Ze have each discovered that they have a special ability since they were teenagers.

When Tang Yu touches someone's forehead, when he touches someone's skin, he can perceive the deepest memories and feelings that the other person doesn't even understand...

Tang Ze, on the other hand, can trigger a certain kind of prediction of the future at a specific time and place...

This kind of premonition may be a sound, a scene, a group of colors, or even a flower, a cloud... Or, as I experienced before, it is a continuous segment.

Who is the man with the knife?Who was slaughtered?This is foreknowledge and the inevitable future.

Continue to drive for a while, the fog is too thick, the car had to stop, several people looked behind worriedly, for fear that a car might not understand the situation and run amok.

"What is this?" Wu He took a few steps forward aimlessly, and accidentally kicked something on his foot, so he knelt down and touched it.

Tang Yu glanced at his indifferent younger brother, and then went up to have a look. It was a stele, half the height of a person. He took a flashlight and took a close look at it. He could see a few words engraved on the stele—come back here quickly.

"What do you mean? Let us go back?" Wu He chuckled, "What a shame? This road is open for people to walk, who is it? Let us go back, let's go back?"

Tang Yu looked around, and there were three characters engraved on the back of the monument, "Misty Ridge?"

A gust of wind swept in, and several people were blown to the ground. They covered their faces and avoided it for a while, finally opened their eyes, and the white mist was blown away.

"This is……"

Even Tang Ze couldn't help but widen his eyes, staring in front of him in astonishment.

This is a rather old, small hotel that seems to have been there for some years. There is an open field outside the hotel, parking is available on the left side, and the reception desk is on the right side.

"What's going on?" Wu He rubbed his eyes, "I'm fucking dreaming?"

Lin Muyao pulled Ni Xueer and hid behind Tang Ze. She poked her head out and covered her mouth with surprise in her eyes, "Did we...have we driven to the gas station?"

Tang Ze's face became more and more gloomy. He had just triggered a certain dangerous prediction of the future, and the reality was gone forever like a wild horse that had left the border.

…………

Baihe Hotel has a history of more than 80 years.

Ji Jiu sat in front of the copper mirror with a blank expression.

In the mirror, his long hair flowed down his shoulders like black water, like a porcelain figure in Chinese clothes, so exquisite and detailed that it was almost fake, but possessed some kind of unspeakable magical and sexual charm.

Opening the collar, one can see the cyan bloodstains on the collarbone, winding and circling on the jade-like skin.

There was a muffled knock on the door, three short and one long, very regular and rhythmic.

Ji Jiu tightened his collar, "Say."

The people outside the door waited for a while, as if they were sure that Ji Jiu would not open the door for him, and then said, "Master, someone is here."

"How many?" Ji Jiu stood up now, walked over slowly, and opened the door.

The person who spoke was tall and burly, but he lowered his head deeply in front of Ji Jiu, so he couldn't see clearly, "Five people."

"That woman is useless." Ji Jiu waved him away, and walked downstairs on the creaking mahogany floor, "...I want to keep them and play first."

The woman's clothes were disheveled, and her face was always full of panic and anxiety. She huddled under the altar in the hall, with a red candle burning with blood and tears above her head, and a landscape painting with profound artistic conception.

Tang Yu looked around, stepped forward, and said softly, "Hello?"

The woman huddled herself into a ball even tighter, "Woo... woo..."

"Crazy woman..." Wu He glanced at the woman disdainfully, and said to Ni Xueer, "Xueer, let's go to the boss and ask if there are any snacks to eat at his house, don't you always say you are hungry? ?"

Ni Xueer was still looking at the woman, and subconsciously replied after hearing this, "No, I'm losing weight..."

Wu He has been chasing Ni Xueer for several months, and has observed her all the time, "Why lose weight? You are just right now, and you are a little too thin. Women are thin and good-looking, but plumpness is also very important. Plump Looking healthy..."

Ni Xueer rolled his eyes at him, "What do you know?"

"Hey, why don't I understand?" Wu He was ready to talk about this point with an attitude of pointing Jiangshan.

"Girls, as long as they are lively and energetic, they are beautiful no matter what."

This voice suddenly sounded above several people's heads, as if a clear spring flowed through the atrium, which made people feel a little moved.

Tang Ze moved his ears, and almost immediately looked towards the railing on the second floor.

Ji Jiu pursed his lips, smiled back at the five people who were stunned, and then walked down slowly, leaning on the handrail.

Ni Xueer stared blankly at Ji Jiu, and subconsciously used some force.

"Xue'er, you're hurting me!" Lin Muyao pulled out her arm and looked at her angrily.

Ji Jiu looks like a person who traveled from ancient times, or that kind of rare beauty, Ni Xueer thought critically, but it's a pity that beauty is beautiful, but it's like a puppet, not vivid.

"Is your name Xue'er?" He approached several people.

Women are naturally hostile and desire to control things that are more beautiful than themselves, Ni Xueer raised her chin slightly, "What's the matter with you?" But she couldn't help taking a step back.

"Xue, clear and bright, pure and flawless, a good name."

"You, what do you mean?" Ni Xueer wondered if the mountain spirit-like beauty in front of her was trying to strike up a conversation with her.

Ji Jiu approached her, "You have a good name, and you are a beautiful girl, you are very good."

Isn't the subtext of this sentence "I like you"?For a moment, the faces of several people were a little numb.

"Come here..." Suddenly a voice rang out from outside the hall, and they subconsciously turned their heads to look, and saw that it was a thin old man wearing a blue shroud that he would only wear when he was buried, facing the altar under the altar. The woman beckoned.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the woman screamed and ran away from the other side in a panic.

The old man sighed and left on crutches.

"Your place is a hotel, can you stay?" Tang Yu stepped forward and asked.

Ji Jiu nodded, "You want to stay here?"

"Uh, this... By the way, by the way, that woman just now..."

"She's an idiot." Ji Jiu summed it up lightly, "If you want to stay here, you can. The condition is that you have to tell me a story every night."

Several people frowned suspiciously.

The only one, Wu He, was quite interested. He looked Ji Jiu up and down for a long time, and he closed his jaw that was about to fall out after a long time. There was a trace of pity in his eyes... It's really amazing and beautiful, but it's not woman.

Tang Yu glanced at Tang Ze hesitantly. The two walked aside. He lowered his voice and said, "Xiao Ze, I always feel that something is wrong with this place. Let's drive away."

Tang Ze frowned, "I have the same opinion as you."

Hearing that he was going to leave soon, Wu He stared at Ji Jiu for a long time, and couldn't help but said, "Here, this boss, do you want to go with us..."

Ni Xueer kicked him, for some reason, when she looked at Ji Jiu again, her face turned slightly red.

Lin Muyao had followed Tang Ze and the others out of the hall, and turned her head, "Xue'er, Wu He, let's go, hurry up."

"It's a pity to stay in such a poor country..." Wu He was still a little unwilling. Where would such a beauty be taken without giving him eyes?

A few people walked outside unsteadily, another gust of wind blew up.

Ni Xueer combed her curly hair that was blown by the wind with her fingers, and couldn't help but look back at the hotel again.

Ji Jiu stood there with his hands behind his back, and smiled at her.

It was as if a spring breeze was blowing, and a hundred flowers were blooming in front of her eyes. She struggled to look away, her heart beating as fast as a drum.