Summoning Infinite Movie

There was an uproar in the audience.

Bright red blood splashed onto the aisle, and the audience, who had been immersed in the performance, screamed and got up and fled in a panic.

The original order collapsed in an instant, amidst the cries intertwined with cries, the terrified people stepped on others and flocked towards the exit.

But the exit disappeared silently at some point, and the theater became a gloomy cage!

More and more people crowded at the exit, and a huge force gathered in the crowd, attacking the support of the tent.

The iron frame was knocked loudly, and even the lights on the stage began to shake. The flickering and shaking lights together with the music still playing added a bit of an untimely music festival atmosphere to the scene.

Jiang Jibei and Chi Xian quickly got up from the ground, and Cang Cang was no longer on the stage.

"The sky is gone." Jiang Jibei stared at the girl whose lower half face was stained red with blood, "She calls this thing '囡囡'?"

"It should be the real daughter." Chi Xian watched the movement around vigilantly, "otherwise she wouldn't suddenly lose her mind."

Sauerkraut Fish was looking for pork belly chicken in the background, Duan Geng and Editor Cui were mostly crowded in the crowd, and it was not the best policy to choose to run away at this moment.

Besides, the performance is not over yet, and there is no exit from the tent, so it is not time to leave.

Thinking of these points at the same time, the two quickly retreated to their seats, observing and waiting for the opportunity.

Ding Hui also took advantage of the chaos to squeeze over from the crowd and returned to them: "Something's wrong, be careful!"

Several actors on the ghost ship floated down slowly, and together with the staff wearing ethnic masks, they transformed into strange ghosts and teleported into the crowd.

Li Gui raised his knife and picked a few people who were closest to him at random, and chopped them into pieces.

Blood splashed like a fountain onto the roof of the tent.

The purgatory scene made ghosts and wolves howl resounding through the tent: "Ah——"

After swallowing the cang, the girl licked her lips, spun around a few times as if nothing had happened, and climbed up the ladder to the beat of the music.

She climbed back to the pirate ship along the ladder, and amidst the boatman's call, the pirate ship rose slowly and disappeared behind the curtain—the wonderful performance was over.

No one cheered them on.

Seemingly dissatisfied with the audience's reaction, the ferocious Li Gui chopped off several more people.

This time, without waiting for people to scream, there was a "poof", and the top of the theater suddenly lit up with pale green fireworks.

The fireworks spread along the inner tent and brackets, touched the ground, and exploded under the gaze of the crowd, illuminating everyone's faces in ghostly green.

"Clap clap-"

In the brief silence, there was a sudden burst of applause.

It was the stage managers and actors who turned into ghosts who took the lead in applauding. While applauding, they gestured an invitation to the crowd to get them to focus on the stage again.

There was no way out, and despair spread quickly among the crowd. The audience, whose faces were numb from the cold fire, returned to their seats stiffly, and applauded along with the stage manager.

A dazzling white light hit the center of the dark gray curtain, and countless fine dusts danced in the white light.

The black pool sank into the ground, the stage rose again, and amidst the sound of grand music, the curtain was slowly opened.

"Well, my dear companions."

A hoarse sound like sawing wood sounded from all directions.

White light scattered with the sound, and a man appeared in the center of the stage.

He was wearing a black tuxedo, a bow tie with intricate patterns around his neck, and a black tall hat on his head, looking like a magician.

The hideous scar covering the man's face gave Jiang Jibei a chill.

"Is it Ruan Ming," he whispered, "or... Ruan Dulan?"

"Dear audience friends, welcome to my solo art exhibition 'Night of the Living Dead'." Ruan Ming took off his hat and bowed gracefully, "Please allow me to introduce myself, I am a folk from Vietnam artist nguyenming, born in 1871, died..."

He showed an inexplicable smile and did not continue.

"It's Ruan Dulan." Chi Xian stared at the man on the stage, "He's speaking Chinese."

"Just now, you have enjoyed the hors d'oeuvres on display." Ruan Dulan said with a smile, "The last show will be presented to you by myself. A feat that has never been performed in public—"

Just as he finished speaking, a loud noise came from behind him.

The audience in the audience came back to their senses, their blank expressions turned into confusion.

Ruan Dulan turned sideways. Behind him, the ball-throwing clown and the four-legged old man were pushing a thick cuboid wooden box to the center of the stage.

One of them carried it in front, and the other supported it in the back, and they yelled funny "Hi yo——Hi yo—" in their mouths.

"Isn't that four-legged spider man broken?" Jiang Jibei raised his eyebrows, "Can you take it back?"

As if hearing his doubts, the limbs of the old man suddenly fell off, and he became a human stick with only a head again, and fell to the ground with a "slap".

The wooden box leaned forward, heavily pressing on the clown in front.

"Ouch!" The clown yelled, his round belly was like a crushed ball, and air leaked out.

Ruan Dulan glanced at them, without concealing the disgust in his tone: "Trash, get lost."

The clown tried his best to place the wooden box upright in the center of the stage, and jumped backstage in disgrace, while the old man rolled behind him, looking weird and funny.

This wooden box is specially made, about one person high, and the upper part is a transparent baffle.Ruan Dulan went around twice, showing the contents of the wooden box to the audience.

Seeing that the thing placed inside was actually a standing skeleton, the audience in the audience began to discuss in low voices.

"What is he going to do?"

"Is this bone male or female?"

"Can this skeleton still stand? Won't it fall apart? Is it so strong?"

"Please... Even ghosts have appeared, and you still ask such materialistic questions?"

Chi Xian stared at the skeleton in the wooden box, guessing: "This is Ruan Nan?"

On the stage, Ruan Dulan suddenly looked around, as if looking for something in the auditorium.

Jiang Jibei has been keeping an eye on Ruan Dulan, and when he saw his actions, his heart froze, and Ruan Dulan's eyes fell on his face.

The moment they looked at each other, a meaningful smile appeared on that ugly face.

Chi Xian also saw Ruan Dulan's expression, he stretched out his hand, held Jiang Jibei's wrist tightly, and looked back at Ruan Dulan with a bad expression.

"It's okay." Jiang Jibei whispered, "Let's see what he wants to do first."

After finding Jiang Jibei, Ruan Dulan looked away and pulled out a long white fabric from his sleeve like magic.

"Is he going to perform?" asked the audience in the back row.

Ruan Dulan fully unfolded the white fabric.

He raised his arms and showed the above pattern to the audience.

"It's rebirth cloth!" Jiang Jibei was too familiar with the pattern on that piece of fabric.

Whether it is on the photo or in Puchai's video tape, he has watched it countless times.

"Everyone, please don't blink." Ruan Dulan covered the reincarnation cloth on the transparent baffle, and covered the entire wooden box, blocking everyone's view of the skeleton.

The audience in the audience craned their necks and stared wide-eyed.

"Do you want to change the living?" Someone asked.

Jiang Jibei frowned.

He remembered the videotape he saw at Puchai. Ruan Ming tried to use the resurrection cloth to revive Ruan Nan, but in the end he resurrected a bloody monster and died within a few minutes.

The so-called "Night of the Living Dead" is still to revive Ruan Nan completely, right?

Will he succeed this time?

Ruan Dulan stretched out his hand and uncovered the life-returning cloth.

The skeleton in the wooden box seemed to remain unchanged, and someone in the audience said disappointedly: "Cut... what, failed?"

"No! No! Look carefully!" Suddenly someone said in horror, "That skeleton seems to have grown flesh!"

"What... where? Your eyes are too good, aren't you?"

"Look carefully!"

But Ruan Dulan had already put the rebirth cloth back on the wooden box, blocking the audience's sight.

A few seconds later, he opened the life-returning cloth again.

This time, the audience clearly saw that the skeleton in the wooden box was really covered with a thin layer of tissue like flesh and blood!

Ruan Dulan covered the rebirth cloth again and again, and uncovered it again and again. The withered bones in the wooden box quickly grew flesh and blood like the photos in Jiang Jibei's mobile phone album.

Isn't this the process of returning to life? !

The scene in front of them stunned the audience. They stared dumbfounded at everything on the stage. Their bodies seemed to be nailed to the stool, and they couldn't stand up.

"Ah Xian!" As the flesh and blood on the skeleton became more and more complete, Jiang Jibei suddenly felt a palpitation, as if all the strength in his body had been drained, "I..."

As soon as Chi Xian turned his head, he saw Jiang Jibei's complexion was as white as paper, and he looked very weak.

"Brother?" He focused his gaze, and just as he put his hand on Jiang Jibei's shoulder, he saw the audience around him fall to the ground.

Amidst the mournful wailing, they quickly melted like sugar figurines being scorched by fire. Their noses, eyes, mouth, and blood flowed to the ground together, turning into pools of bloody pieces.

"Ah Xian, Editor Cui and the others—"

There was no more movement in the discussion group, Jiang Jibei tried to straighten up, trying to find the figure of the last row of companions, but found nothing.

Among the dissipated flesh and blood, pieces of muscle and internal organs suddenly and slowly rose into the air.

Like marionettes manipulated by humans, they fly towards the stage and gather around the artist, undulating like planets suspended in the universe.

Ruan Dulan kept repeating the actions of putting on the reincarnation cloth and lifting the reincarnation cloth, the speed was getting faster and faster, and the expression on his face became more and more excited, exaggerated to the point that it was almost distorted.

When he lifted the return cloth for the last time, Jiang Jibei suddenly opened his eyes wide: "!"

The skeleton in the wooden box turned into a lifelike woman!

Ruan Ming's resurrection cloth was successful!

The resurrected Ruan Nan stood in the wooden box, looking around blankly, as if he didn't know why he appeared in this place.

The first thing that caught my eye was Ruan Ming standing in front of her.

Seeing Ruan Dulan, the confusion on Ruan Nan's face was washed away by surprise, and she tentatively asked, "...cha?"*

"Successful!" Seeing the revived daughter, Ruan Dulan showed a satisfied smile.

Ruan Nan took a step forward, staggered out of the wooden box, and rushed towards Ruan Dulan excitedly: "cha!"

At this time, she noticed the surrounding environment, as well as the rising and falling pieces of minced meat and human internal organs suspended around the wooden box.

Looking at the horrible scenes on and off the stage like purgatory, Ruan Nan seemed to be hit by someone, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then he stopped.

She suddenly grabbed her hair with both hands, screamed loudly, and at the same time tore her own flesh vigorously: "Ahhhhh——"

The nails were embedded in the flesh, Ruan Nan let go of his hand in pain, and then frantically pushed away the fragments around him, angrily shouted in Chinese: "What did you do? You animal!"

While roaring, she broke a blood path from the minced meat and internal organs, and rushed to Ruan Dulan with tearing eyes, and stretched her hands towards Ruan Dulan's neck, making it clear that she wanted to strangle him to death.

Seeing Ruan Nan's posture of fighting to the death, Jiang Jibei recognized the soul residing in the character, and stood up suddenly: "It's a chicken with pork belly!"

Chi Xian also stood up, ready to rush onto the stage at any time.

There are two souls in this resurrected body at the same time, one is Ruan Nan, and the other is pork belly chicken!

But in the next moment, the upper body of the pig-bellied chicken convulsed uncontrollably.

It was as if a switch had been pushed on her, and the desperate aura just now quickly withered, and her eyes that were so bright suddenly dimmed.

The movement of rushing towards Ruan Dulan was still going on, but Jiang Jibei could still see through the face covered with spider web tattoos, the expression of the pork-bellied chicken suddenly became gentle and charming, and the appearance of rushing in front of Ruan Dulan was very similar. A daughter who acted like a baby to her parents.

Without Chi Xian's translation, he could understand what the pig belly chicken was shouting at this time.

"cha" means "father".

This is amazing, one second he paid blood and blood, and the next second he recognized the thief as his father.

Ruan Dulan opened his arms and called his daughter's name: "nam!"

The young girl's body quickly absorbed the flesh and blood suspended in the air. She was in the pool of blood, and while talking to Ruan Dulan, she fiddled with the flying internal organs curiously.

Chi Xian understood, she was asking her father: "Dad, is this also your work of art?"

Ruan Dulan was very involved: "My child, this is a unique work I created for you."

Looking at the two people who were playing a bizarre father-daughter scene on the stage, the corner of Chi Xian's mouth couldn't help twitching: "The current her should be Ruan Nan."

Ding Hui didn't know the way outside the field, so she could only guess: "Is she influenced by the character?"

"It's more troublesome than being influenced by characters," Jiang Jibei supported his exhausted body, and took out a few remaining talisman papers from his arms, "Now she has absorbed the flesh and blood of everyone, no matter who she is, she has already been with the monster That's it - get ready to fight and take out the culprit."

Ruan Nan's coquettish "cha" hadn't finished, but suddenly trembled again.

She suddenly changed her face, and raised her fist angrily at that ugly face: "Fuck your father!"

This sounds like pork belly chicken.

It's a pity that she missed the call, Ruan Dulan took advantage of her trembling, took out a square handkerchief from her cuff and threw it behind her.

Just when Pork Belly Chicken's fist almost touched his face, Ruan Dulan disappeared suddenly, letting his fist only hit the soft handkerchief.

At the same time, a floor of the wooden stage was snapped upward by the pickled fish, and the broken plank was thrown vigorously at Ruan Dulan who had just switched places with the handkerchief.

Seizing this opportunity, Chi Xian threw out the yellow paper, swirled his hands, and summoned a giant blue wolf with a talisman fire.

Howling, the giant wolf rushed towards Ruan Dulan like lightning, but just after taking a few steps, the blue fire around it was sucked away by the brackets in the tent.

The flames burned and flashed on the inner tent, and then extinguished suddenly, the effect was very similar to the green flames that stunned the audience at first.

The giant wolf disappeared in the theater, but the few seconds gained were enough. The pickled cabbage fish, which had been lurking under the stage, jumped out of the break, and stretched out its hand to the pork belly chicken in the embers of the sky: "Sister, catch me!"

Pork Belly Chicken stretched out his hand to him: "I knew you would—"

Before she could finish her sentence, her nails suddenly fell off, followed by skin, muscles...

The body of the pork belly chicken started to fall apart!

"Pork belly chicken—" The pickled cabbage fish watched her collapse like a snow mountain.

A string of golden lights flew from the audience.

Ding Hui let out a soft sigh, and after reciting the incantation, he flicked the Tai knife, like spreading out a scroll, and threw out a radiant incantation from it.

The incantation wrapped the body of the pork-bellied chicken, and a lotus flower bloomed under her body to catch the falling flesh and blood.

Ding Hui's voice was desolate and angry: "Life is not for trampling and playing with!"

But the flesh and blood of the pork belly chicken was still peeling off little by little, and her hands were shattered into countless pieces of meat, which quickly melted into the air, and the hand bones supporting the flesh and blood were turned into powder before they could hit the ground. floating in golden light.

To this extent, even Ding Hui's psychic skills are helpless.

A gust of passive wind blew up, blowing away the mantra and the pork belly chicken without a trace.

The pickled cabbage fish froze in the air, unable to catch anything: "Sister..."

"Interesting performance. I have shown art for others all my life. I never thought that I would watch other people's performances." Ruan Dulan clapped his hands with great interest, and clusters of flowers fell from his hands, miraculously appearing in the surrounding area. "You deserve flowers and applause."

Chi Xian kicked the bouquet.

Jiang Jibei twitched the corner of his mouth: "Stop putting on your grimace."

"It took hundreds of people's souls to revive Ruan Nan, and an ordinary girl's skeleton must not be able to bear it, so she dissipated in grief." Ruan Dulan's tone was so indifferent that he didn't seem to be discussing himself, "But it doesn't matter, who It will all dissipate, the important thing is the process of reunion - I like this script very much, and I like this character very much."

Hearing the words that would have been warned by Chaoying in the past, Ding Hui took two steps back vigilantly.

A piece of wood slammed against Ruan Dulan's head, he turned his head and changed positions with the handkerchief.

After two empty shots, the pickled cabbage fish gradually collapsed: "Where's the pork belly chicken?!"

"Maybe it's dead, maybe it's not. It's hard to say. As a program, can you understand this state?" Ruan Dulan looked at the pickled fish and smiled on his scarred face.

It was the contemptuous smile of creatures who thought they were high-level when they faced low-level creatures in their eyes.

Maybe it was because he was tired of acting, maybe he never thought about playing a role seriously at all, Ruan Dulan completely opened his mouth and revealed his identity as an insider without any shyness.

Jiang Jibei and the others instantly understood that the pickled fish was a program-generated assistant.

He is an AI, not a real person.

But what exactly is pickled fish is not the most important thing now.

Jiang Jibei didn't want to talk nonsense with Ruan Dulan any more, and got straight to the point: "Ruan Dulan, what do you mean? Where's the chicken with pork belly?"

Chi Xian beside him said in a low voice: "It sounds like the connection between the movie and her brain is not stable. When it fails to connect, Ruan Nan is Ruan Nan. When it is connected, Ruan Nan is her. I don't know that Ruan Dulan is the one who disappeared. Nan is still her."

His voice was very low, but there were only a few people left in the theater, and Ruan Dulan could clearly hear what he said.

Ruan Dulan "kindly" added to Chi Xian: "Not only is the connection unstable, but the control is also unstable. I can't precisely control her consciousness, and made her run a few times. Have you seen the photos she sent? It should be because she wanted to To expose my... evil deeds?"

What he was talking about was a photo posted by the account "corpse feast 1970".

It turned out that it was made by pork belly and chicken.

Jiang Jibei understood instantly. When the pig belly chicken's consciousness was dominant, she escaped from the circus several times-these were her distress signals to them.

"Transplanting blood and changing flesh is the evil among evils. How many people's lives were stained on that piece of rebirth cloth?" Ding Hui had almost understood the spell effect of the rebirth cloth, and the scriptures on the knife were ready to be released.

Ruan Dulan glanced at her: "That's not life."

"What?" The pickled cabbage fish seemed to have finally regained the ability to perform logical operations.

"You're not considered life." Ruan Dulan clapped his hands, and the dead experiencers walked out from behind the scenes, and surrounded the stage with the field manager, "They're not considered life either."

Tan Siwen, who was leaning over, looked at Ding Hui with no emotion in his eyes.

Ding Hui gritted his teeth, and the hand holding the Thai knife began to tremble.

Ruan Dulan walked to the wooden box and looked sharply at Jiang Jibei: "Mr. Jiang, let me ask you again, do you consider joining our feb?"

Jiang Jibei raised the corners of his lips, showing a sneer, and replied firmly: "Impossible."

"It's a pity." Ruan Dulan seemed to have been prepared for this answer, "Then before parting, let me show you another transformation."

"Crack."

The organ on the wooden box was knocked, and the lower half of the black wooden board fell in response to the sound, revealing another layer of transparent baffle.

Different from the previous bones, there is actually a highly decomposed corpse in the lower layer of the wooden box!

Pickled cabbage fish and Ding Hui took a deep breath, while Jiang Jibei tightened his lips.

It was a corpse that everyone was familiar with. Before the invitation letter appeared on Jiang Jibei's mobile phone, the rotting corpse in the photo that appeared for the last time was exactly the same as the corpse in front of him!

Chi Xian shook his hand, and the spell exploded on the wooden box with a "boom", leaving a shallow crack on the baffle.

Ruan Dulan glanced at Chi Xian: "Boy, don't blow it up, you will regret it."

Chi Xian frowned, and didn't act rashly again.

"Mr. Jiang, does it look familiar?" After warning Chi Xian, Ruan Dulan turned to stare at Jiang Jibei, showing a creepy smile, "This is your corpse."

The author has something to say: Remarks:

(1) *cha: The meaning of "father" in Vietnamese.

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This dungeon is coming to an end, and the main text is coming to an end. Recently, I have been a little stuck, and there is almost a story that is about to end.