Summoning Infinite Movie

Jiang Ji Bei clicked into the news.

The content was just like the title that Chi Xian read out. An hour ago, someone found three foreign tourists who died tragically in Vientiane, Laos.

The Lao police tried to block the news, but the Internet was too developed, so the news quickly spread back to the country.

The news did not specify how the three died, only that the cause of death was still under investigation.According to the documents carried by the deceased, the police initially determined that they were tour guides, doctors and translators.

While Jiang Jibei was browsing the news, Pickled Fish rushed out of the room with his mobile phone: "Brother Jixian, the Laotian team is completely wiped out——"

"I've seen it." Jiang Jibei exited the news page, quickly found the contact information of the three members of the Lao team, and called one by one to confirm.

However, the busy tone from the phone basically confirmed that they were the ones involved in the news.

Jiang Jibei lowered his arm holding the phone and rubbed the bridge of his nose weakly.

"It must have been discovered by Ruan Ming when he sneaked into the backstage." Chi Xian gently put his arms around his shoulders, "Remind the Burmese team to be careful."

Ding Hui also came out of the room: "What happened?"

"Another team of ours found the Strange Circus in Laos. Two hours ago they said they planned to sneak into the backstage, but they never sent a message." Pickled Fish handed Ding Hui his mobile phone and asked her to watch the news. "Just saw the news that three domestic tourists were killed in Laos."

Ding Hui let out a "hiss".

Chi Xian opened the chat software and sent a message to the discussion group.

Chi Xian: "Be careful. @Everyone"

Duan Qiannian: "How are you doing over there? Do you have any clues?"

Chi Xian: "I found the source of the fabric in the photo. It's something called 'rebirth cloth', which is related to Ruan Ming's circus."

Duan Qiannian: "Returning life cloth? What is that?"

Jiang Jibei briefly told the group what happened to them today and the clues they found from Master Puchai.

Cang Cang: "Oh my god, it's so scary..."

Ding Hui asked: "Where are you going next? To Laos?"

"The circus is erratic, and may not stay in Laos." Jiang Jibei looked up at her, "They may go to the next country..."

"It's also possible to go back to the places I've been to." Chi Xian said.

"Myanmar?" asked the pickled cabbage fish.

Duan Qiannian in the group also asked: "Then what should we do next?"

Jiang Jibei glanced at the time on the phone, and replied: "Don't worry, it's already late, take a good rest first, and talk about it tomorrow."

"Have you guys not eaten yet?" Ding Hui asked suddenly.

When she mentioned this, the men remembered that they hadn't eaten today, and they had experienced a fierce battle during the day, and they suddenly became hungry.

"Come in first." Ding Hui greeted them with a smile.

Back at Puchai's house, Ding Hui whispered to Puchai, explaining the unexpected situation that Jiang Jibei is currently facing.

Puchai nodded after listening, and said something to her.

Ding Hui turned her head and said to Jiang Jibei and the others standing aside: "Master asked you to have a light meal here, and you will stay here tonight."

"Thank you, Master Pu Chai." Jiang Jibei nodded to Pu Chai.

Puchai smiled at him.

After eating, Ding Hui brought them mattresses.

Pu Chai's wife passed away last year, and his son's family lives on the other side of the village. There are only two rooms in the house, one for him and one for Ding Hui to live in temporarily. The three young men can only sleep on the floor in the living room.

Ding Hui said in embarrassment that Puchai's family only had two extra quilts, which were not enough for three of them.

In order to take care of the slightly younger pickled fish, Jiang Jibei could only "reluctantly" squeeze together with Chi Xian, laying the floor together, and gave him the sofa.

Before going to bed, Chi Xian turned off the light, and the room fell into darkness instantly.

Jiang Jibei was lying under the quilt and fiddling with his mobile phone. A small piece of fluorescent light from the screen hit his face, and his thick eyelashes were distinct in the dim light.

Chi Xian walked to him by the light, lifted the quilt, got into the bed, and brought his face closer: "What are you looking at?"

Feeling the warm breath coming from his neck, Jiang Jibei turned his face slightly, but his face unexpectedly brushed against the other's soft and dry lips.

He silently curled the corner of his lower lip: "I'm talking to Editor Cui about something."

Chi Xian gave a "hmm", and the arm under the quilt was already wrapped around his waist.

Jiang Jibei glanced in the direction of the sofa, indicating that the sauerkraut fish was still there.

Chi Xian also followed his gaze and glanced symbolically in the direction of the pickled fish, but he didn't stop, and hugged Jiang Jibei into his arms: "The quilt is too small, the air leaks."

Jiang Jibei raised the corners of his mouth, and Chi Xian hugged him into his arms at once.

"What did you say to Editor Cui?" Chi Xian pressed his ear and asked in a low voice.

The ears were slightly itchy due to the heat, Jiang Jibei rubbed his ears on Chi Xian's lips: "Let him help me find something."

He lifted the phone so that Chi Xian could see the content of the conversation on the screen.

After reading their private chat records, Chi Xian asked: "Are you planning to go to Myanmar to find them, or let them come to Thailand?"

"I didn't think about it, let him contact me first." Jiang Jibei kept holding the phone, his hands were a little sore, he locked the screen and put the phone next to the pillow.

He turned over in Chi Xian's arms, facing him: "Maybe the clues will come when I wake up."

"Will this method work?" Chi Xian asked.

"Since in the world view of this movie, even the resurrection of the dead can appear, I think it should not be difficult."

Chi Xian said "hmm" again: "Try it."

Jiang Jibei raised his face and kissed his chin: "Go to sleep."

Chi Xian hugged him tightly: "Brother, good night."

The next morning, Jiang Jibei was woken up by two scorching gazes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met Pickled Fish with an inquiring face.

"...What are you doing squatting on the side? Peeping Tom?" Jiang Jibei frowned and asked in puzzlement.

Seeing Jiang Jibei waking up, Pickle Fish moved his body back and asked seriously: "What kind of existence is emotion? Can love also exist between two people of the same sex?"

His tone was serious as if he was researching a subject.

"What are you doing? You look like an ai full of curiosity." Jiang Jibei said.

Chi Xian was woken up by their conversation, he opened his eyes impatiently, put his arms around Jiang Jibei's waist, his blue eyes swept towards the pickled fish without emotion, and said, "Go away."

The pickled cabbage fish stood up with a face full of regret, and retreated far away.

Jiang Jibei laughed, picked up the phone from the pillow, opened the photo album, and wanted to see if the photo of the dead body had been updated today.

After taking a look, he immediately sat up: "Ah Xian, here are the clues."

"What?" Chi Xian sat up, his black hair messed up in sleep.

As soon as there was a clue, Pickled Fish hurried over: "Clue? What clue?"

"Look," Jiang Jibei turned the phone screen to Chi Xian, "What appeared at 4:04 today was not a photo of the corpse, but an...invitation letter?"

A black electronic invitation card was displayed on the screen, and the dark red text looked extremely depressing against the black background.

"To all: Strange Circus will hold a grand art exhibition in Phnom Penh, Cambodia on September 9th, with the theme of 'Night of the Living Dead'. We sincerely invite you to visit the site."

The pickled cabbage fish murmured.

"To everyone?" Chi Xian took out his mobile phone, and also found an identical invitation in the photo album.

"It's an invitation from the circus, right?" Pickled Cabbage Fish immediately checked his phone and saw the invitation, "So, it was Ruan Ming who sent the photo of Brother Ji's body?"

"It's either Ruan Ming or Ruan Nan." Jiang Jibei stared at the address on the invitation, "Let's go to Cambodia."

As soon as the words fell, the scarlet letter on the invitation suddenly disappeared, replaced by a bloody eye staring straight at the person in front of the screen.

Under the eyes, in the center of the screen, is a line of big characters: Strange Circus.

Under the big characters is a line of small characters: Night of the Living Dead.

There was another message in the discussion group, and apparently others had received the same invitation.

Jiang Jibei exited the photo album and opened the chat software.

Duan Qianqian: "[Picture] Did you receive it???"

Editor Cui: "Who can study the rules of the invitees?"

Jiang Jibei replied "received" without any hassle.

If it's regular...

Jiang Jibei pushed away the quilt, got up and put on slippers.

Chi Xian guessed what he was going to do, and asked, "Are you going to find Ding Hui?"

"Yes." Jiang Jibei nodded and walked to the door of Ding Hui's room. Just as he reached out to knock on the door, the door was pulled open from the inside.

Facing Ding Hui's surprised expression, Jiang Jibei shook his phone: "We have all received invitations from the circus, have you received them?"

"Invitation card?" Ding Hui also took out her mobile phone.

"It's in the photo album." The pickled cabbage fish behind him reminded.

She rummaged for a while, raised her face, and shook her head at Jiang Jibei: "No."

Jiang Jibei raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Ding Hui did not receive the invitation, so based on preliminary judgment, the invited group should be Jiang Jibei and his companions who came to find the circus with him this time.

Jiang Jibei showed her the invitation on the phone, Ding Hui thought for a while and asked, "So are you going to Cambodia next?"

"Well." Jiang Jibei said, "Since we have clues, we are going to leave now."

While talking, he sent a message to the group: "Go to Phnom Penh @Everyone now."

"I'll buy a plane ticket right away." Pickled Fish glanced at the time, "Leaving in the afternoon?"

"Row."

Just as Jiang Jibei turned around and was about to wash up, he heard Ding Hui say, "I'll go with you."

He stopped and looked back at Ding Hui.

"I'll go with you." Ding Hui looked at Jiang Jibei firmly, and repeated, "I'll definitely be able to help this time."

"Okay." Jiang Jibei was not surprised by her decision, he smiled at Ding Hui, "Go get ready."

Ding Hui nodded and went to explain the situation to Master Pu Chai.

After packing their luggage, everyone said goodbye to Puchai and set foot on the road to Cambodia.

On the way to the airport, four young people sat in the airport bus, staggering along with the car.

Jiang Jibei held the mobile phone in one hand, leaned his head on Chi Xian's shoulder, and teased casually: "I'm going to your home stadium."

Chi Xian lowered his eyes, and from his angle, he could just see Jiang Jibei's phone page staying on the dialog box with Editor Cui.

At this moment, Ding Hui, who was sitting in the back row of them, suddenly leaned forward and patted the back of Jiang Jibei's chair: "Brother Ji, Master asked me to give this to you, saying that you might need it. "

Jiang Jibei raised his head, looked back, and found that what Ding Hui handed over was a cloth bag.

"What is this?" He took the cloth bag and weighed it in his hand, the inside was limp.

"He said you'll know when you open it."

"Can I drive now?"

"of course."

With Ding Hui's permission, Jiang Jibei opened the cloth bag Pu Chai asked Ding Hui to hand over to him, and the sauerkraut fish sitting with Ding Hui curiously looked around on the back of Chi Xian's chair.

Jiang Jibei took out a piece of slightly yellowed fabric from the cloth bag.

He took out the fabric, unfolded it flat, and completely presented the spells and patterns drawn in black ink before their eyes.

"Returning cloth?" The pickled cabbage fish was the first to speak out in surprise.

"No." Ding Hui shook her head, "If I remember correctly, the above spell is used to imprison the soul. The usage is to cover the person's head with this piece of cloth, then tie it with a rope in circles, and then cast the spell."

Imprison the soul...

Jiang Jibei instantly thought of the tattoo on the face of the pork belly and chicken, but he didn't know that the pattern of the tattoo was different from the one on this piece of cloth.

"Sunny baby?" The pickled cabbage fish came up with another wonderful idea.

"..." Ding Hui glanced at him, and smiled helplessly, "The young man has a good imagination, and he really looks alike."

"Why did Master Pu Chai give you this?" Chi Xian asked.

Jiang Jibei folded the fabric and put it back into the cloth bag: "He may have guessed what I want to do."

The direct flight from Thailand to Cambodia went smoothly. The only unexpected incident was that when entering the country, Pickled Fish's passport was confiscated, and Jiang Jibei's false ID was successfully passed.

To put it bluntly, the staff just refused to stamp the pickled fish. Instead, they chatted and laughed with the people around them, leaving him alone.

Chi Xian, who signed the lottery first, saw that the pickled cabbage fish had been slow to follow, so he walked over to take a look, and immediately understood.He took a dollar from his wallet and handed it to the staff.

Sauerkraut Fish: "One dollar? That won't work..."

Unexpectedly, the staff took the dollar and stamped the pickled fish without saying a word.

Pickled fish: "..."

Entering Cambodia, Pickled Fish was still aggrieved about what happened just now: "It's too dark, this is the first time I have encountered such a thing, I should call the embassy to complain about them, and I can't encourage this trend of corruption and bribery!"

"Even movies have such plots." Jiang Jibei smiled, pointing out something.

"Cambodia in 2021 is no different from what it will be more than 100 years later." Chi Xian walked and observed the surrounding scenery, "After a hundred years, there will be more colorful neon signs, constant acid rain and mechanical prosthetics."

Jiang Jibei couldn't help laughing at his seldom complaints.

"Ah!" Ding Hui on the side suddenly said in surprise, "I have received the invitation card!"

Hearing her scream, everyone stopped and looked at her.

Ding Hui turned the phone screen to them.

Jiang Jibei saw that the same electronic invitation as the one they had received appeared on Ding Hui's mobile phone.

"What's the situation?" Pickled Fish asked suspiciously, "Can we still delay the invitation?"

"No." Chi Xian said coldly, "There is only one possibility in this situation, and that is that Ruan Dulan himself is here."

The author has something to say: I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!