Summoning Infinite Movie

"Uncle Ying is indeed an eternal god." Jiang Jibei clicked his tongue and talked to the system, "System, tell me the rules of the film festival now."

The cold voice and the subtitles on the holographic screen appeared at the same time.

[You have triggered the key points of the film's plot and obtained the script of the important characters in the film.In addition to looking for other clues to advance the plot, you also need to complete your character's tasks in order to successfully end the movie. 】

In other words, the experiencer still has to immerse himself in the plot as an actor?

Jiang Jibei probably understood: "Will every experiencer get the script?"

[No, only some experiencers can get the character script, and the places are randomly selected by big data.The experiencers who did not get the script participated in the plot as a bystander, helping to advance the plot and end the movie. 】

"So, how can you help me?"

[Sorry, Mr. Jiang, the system cannot provide you with any help.

The first movie exists as a novice book, and the experiencer needs to explore it by himself. 】

"Okay, one last question." Jiang Jibei didn't have any hope for the system, and asked straightforwardly, "Did the people who died in the movie return to reality early, or did they really die?"

[Sorry, Mr. Jiang, the system has no comment. 】

"Go away." Jiang Jibei smiled.

The color block instantly shattered, and he re-entered the scene just now.

When seeing the zombies, Jiang Jibei guessed that they were in a Hong Kong zombie movie*.

Hong Kong zombie movies were popular in the 20s. They are genre films that mix zombies, horror, and nonsense, among which Lam Ching-ying's movies are the most typical.

The moves he used to deal with the zombies just now are the classic plots from various zombie movies.

The zombie behind him roared deafeningly, and Jiang Jibei ran away without hesitation.

Wang 0999 knocked off the corpse-suppressing amulet that sealed the zombies, so he was killed.Then the next zombie to kill must be him.

Jiang Jibei ran all the way, and came to an empty street in a short time.

There are rows of blue brick and gray tile houses on both sides of the narrow street, and a few lonely street lamps are lit on the side of the road, reflecting the smooth bluestone road.

A pile of half-burned yellow paper money was burning at the three-way intersection ahead, and the cold green flame looked very strange at night.

Judging from the architecture, it should be the period of the Republic of China, and the background of Hong Kong zombie movies is mostly in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China.

Suddenly, Jiang Jibei stopped and turned his head suddenly, but there was nothing behind him.

He raised his eyebrows playfully. Ever since he left the ancestral hall, he had always felt that there was a shadow following him.

After his eyes fell on a wall in the distance, Jiang Jibei took a few steps back and started to run.

In the next second, he stepped on the wall to exert strength, and after jumping off the wall, he flew with a single shot and threw his body out.

After leaping to another building at a precise point, Jiang Jibei continued to run along the wall.

The architectural structure of the Republic of China is not as complicated as the postmodern skyscrapers, so it also reduces unnecessary obstacles for him.

After rolling to the ground again, Jiang Jibei supported the ground with one hand, and was about to get up, but his arm was suddenly grasped tightly by a cold hand!

His pupils shrank, but the hand suddenly let go, and someone beside him said, "Shh! Don't go there!"

Jiang Jibei turned his head and found a man wearing glasses curled up in the darkness, holding a wooden stick tightly in his hand. He was the one who reached out and grabbed Jiang Jibei just now.

The man with glasses shook his head at him, and looked forward in fear: "Look there..."

Jiang Jibei followed the gaze of the man with glasses.

In the middle of the empty street, the figure of a woman appeared at some point.

The woman was holding a black umbrella, standing quietly on the spot, under the umbrella a thick white mist kept gushing out, but it couldn't cover her unusually slender limbs.

"What is this?" Jiang Jibei became vigilant, and picked up a tile as a weapon.

"I don't know..." the man with glasses trembled.

Despite the distance, Umbrella seems to have spotted them.

She turned her stiff neck with a "click, click", and turned her head stiffly a little bit.

Jiang Jibei stared at her movements, clenched the tile in his hand, and said, "Run—"

Before the words were finished, the man with glasses next to him suddenly roared like crazy and rushed out, swung his arm and hit Umbrella Girl on the neck with a stick: "I can't take it anymore! I'll fight with you—"

The wooden stick snapped in two instantly, Umbrella Girl's head fell to the ground on the spot, and rolled several meters away, her long black hair twisted and scattered all over the ground, her swollen and pale face was facing Jiang Jibei's direction.

Good guy.Jiang Jibei silently put the tile back.

The umbrella girl touched her empty neck, suddenly dropped the umbrella, grabbed the glasses man's head, and tore it off.

Blood spurted out from the broken neck of the man in glasses immediately, splashing hot and splashing all over the floor.

Jiang Jibei, who had been watching with bated breath, felt his face was wet, and when he touched it, it was full of blood.

Then there was discomfort in his abdomen, and he frowned: "Tsk..."

The director and screenwriter of this movie must be lovers of violent aesthetics, even if there is a scene of a gut battle later, he will not be surprised. *

Umbrella Girl held the head that had just been torn off, placed it on her neck, and moved it left and right.

The bespectacled man's head adorned her slender limbs, looking both absurd and disgusting.

clang - clang - clang -

Suddenly, there was a faint ringing of bells at the end of the empty street.

Jiang Jibei frowned and looked forward.

The blood-red moon was obscured by dark clouds at some point, and only a few lamps on the side of the road were left with a dark and cold light. There was no wind on the street, but it was so cold that the rubber fell to the fingertips, and billows of white mist emerged from the end of the street.

In the dense fog that surged like a tide, some tall and weird black figures lined up and moved in the fog.

They are extremely tall, with unusually slender necks and limbs, and they seem to be two or three meters tall.

Some people are holding umbrellas, some people are holding the reins, and the person walking at the front of the team is shaking a bell, as if leading the way.

Yin soldiers excused! (3)

Jiang Jibei reacted in an instant, and cursed in a low voice: "The novice is so ruthless."

He got up quickly, grabbed the window sill with one hand, turned over and jumped onto the roof in two or three steps, and lay down to continue observing.

The umbrella girl who changed her head picked up the black umbrella on the ground and joined the team of Yin soldiers.

When the team passed by Jiang Jibei's hiding place, Jiang Jibei realized that what was tied to the other end of the reins was a white horse skeleton.The horse's hooves hit the ground one after another, making a slow "click" and "click" sound.

Not long after, the team of Yin soldiers crossed the long street in one order and disappeared into the thick fog.

The empty streets fell into dead silence again.

Jiang Jibei was thoughtful.The direction where the Yin soldiers went was exactly the direction when he came. Could it be that...

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang", and the door of the opposite house was knocked open from the inside, and a group of people rushed out rolling and crawling.

Jiang Jibei's thoughts were interrupted, and he lowered his eyes to see that there were men and women in this group, and they all looked very embarrassed.

Some people boldly approached the corpse with its neck torn off on the ground, and some people couldn't help rushing to the side of the road to retch after only one glance.

At this time, a sharp-eyed woman spotted Jiang Jibei on the roof, pointed at him and screamed, "Who are you?!"

Everyone was still in shock, but now they were so frightened that they hugged their heads and ran around: "Why are there still?! Aren't they all gone?!"

"Help! I'm really going crazy!"

Jiang Jibei stood up and stood on the roof.

The dark clouds dissipated, and the blood-colored crescent moon hung dimly behind him, making his pale and delicate face and slender figure extremely ghostly.

"Who are you?" Jiang Jibei asked back.

No one spoke, everyone huddled together and looked at him in horror.

Jiang Jibei stood on the roof, looking down at them from a height.

After a confrontation like this for a while, a girl with braids answered him with a trill: "We all received invitations to participate in the film festival..."

After getting the answer, Jiang Jibei jumped down lightly from the roof and landed firmly.

He patted the dust on his hands: "Coincidentally, me too."

Hearing Jiang Jibei's words, the group of people breathed a sigh of relief: "I should have said it earlier..."

"It's scary, I thought it was a ghost again..."

Before he finished sighing, there was another messy movement not far away.

Everyone has already had a stress response, and they are scared to death, and someone runs and collapses: "Who is it again?! Is it over?!"

Jiang Ji looked north, and it turned out to be the Taoist priest in yellow in the ancestral hall just now.

He was holding something in his hand and was running towards them while shouting, looking very anxious.

"It's a Taoist priest." Jiang Jibei stood where he was, "The character in the movie."

"Tao, Taoist priest?" Hearing his words, a boy with freckles poked his head out from behind the pillar and asked stammeringly, "I am, are we saved?"

"Hard to say."

The Taoist priest quickly came to them, stopped panting, and explained: "Don't be afraid, I am a Taoist priest, specializing in subduing demons. I can save you!"

Jiang Ji raised his eyebrows in the north.

He noticed that the Taoist priest was carrying a wooden barrel, which was filled with a black-red liquid, which had a strong stench.

Hearing that the man was a Taoist priest, the people who were hiding timidly came out of their hiding places and surrounded him.

"This, this is, what is it?" Little Stutter asked, pointing at the bucket.

The Taoist put the bucket on the ground and explained: "This is black dog blood to ward off evil spirits. If you apply it on your body, those Yin soldiers will not be able to see you!"

Hearing this, a middle-aged man showed doubts and asked loudly, "Why should we trust you?"

"Believe it or not," said the Taoist priest, "the time is limited, and they will be back soon!"

The rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay, obviously everyone fell into hesitation.

Jiang Jibei crossed his arms and watched coldly.

A fat man was the first to push through the crowd, scooped up a handful of black dog blood and gave it to him: "Anyway, I'm dead! Try your luck!"

Seeing this, three more people stood up as if they had made up their minds, scrambling to smear black dog blood on their faces and bodies.

Amidst the noise, Jiang Jibei suddenly felt someone tugging at the corner of his clothes from behind.

He turned his head and faced a grimace with festering flesh and blood. This face didn't even have any facial features. There was only a huge blood hole in the center of the face, and the broken blood vessels and nerve tissue inside could be clearly seen, as well as the fresh blood. white brain.

Jiang Jibei calmly stared at this terrifying face for two seconds, and realized that this faceless man was the ghost that had been following him just now.

Surprisingly, except for him, others seem to be unable to see the faceless man, and they are still discussing whether the black dog blood can break the situation.

In addition to the blood hole on his face, the neck of the faceless man was also bloody, with sporadic blood-stained pieces of meat hanging on it, as if he had been brutally bitten.

There was still a wound on his chest stabbed by a sword, and black blood coagulated on the tattered Taoist robe.

Jiang Jibei noticed his attire, this faceless man... is also a Taoist priest?

The faceless man didn't do anything to hurt Jiang Jibei, but shook his head silently at him, and then disappeared into the air.

Glancing at the Taoist priest who was urging everyone to smear black blood to ward off evil spirits, Jiang Jibei hugged his arms and curled the corners of his lips.

Does shaking his head mean to tell him not to smear black blood?

The seemingly righteous Taoist priest and the miserable ghost, whose words should he believe?

Jiang Jibei didn't struggle too much, and made a decision in a second.

He took a step back: "I won't paint it anymore."

Hearing what Jiang Jibei said, the Taoist priest reacted a little strangely, looking at him hesitant to speak.

Except for Jiang Jibei, little stutterers, middle-aged men, and braids were also left unpainted.

The four people painted with black dog blood were afraid of being hurt by them, so they drove them away viciously: "You stand over there!"

"That's right, don't hold us back later!"

"Oh." Jiang Jibei raised his legs indifferently and walked to the opposite side of the street, and several people who were not painted black followed him consciously.

"Don't worry." The Taoist drew out his mahogany sword and followed them, "I'll deal with them."

As soon as they reached the opposite side, there was another ethereal bell sound at the end of the street.

"They're back!" Twist Braid shivered, covering his eyes with his hands in fright.

"You, you, don't, don't be afraid." Although Xiao Jieba himself turned pale with fright, he still bravely stood in front of the braid.

You may not be able to save your own life, but you still want to protect others.

Jiang Jibei shook his head, stepped forward quietly, and blocked the two of them with his body.

The middle-aged man came up cursing and stood beside him.

Jiang Jibei glanced at the middle-aged man, turned his head, crossed his arms, and stared at the end of the street without saying a word.

White thick fog poured out from the end of the street in groups, and the Yin soldiers appeared in the fog again.

The difference from just now is that there is an extra figure in the returning team.

The zombie in the ruined temple just now was riding on a tall horse skeleton, holding the rein in his hand, and he seemed to have a strange majesty and solemnity.

Its face has been completely festered, leaving only white bones and a little bit of meat residue.

"D-Duo Duo has one more person!" Little stammer gasped, "The one riding on the horse...is, is it a zombie?"

"That's right, this zombie is very skilled." The Taoist stared at the team of Yin soldiers vigilantly, "It is indestructible now, so it can lead the Yin soldiers."*

"What is the bone that does not melt..." The braid was about to collapse from fright.

"It's a very high level zombie." Jiang Jibei replied casually.

He guessed right, those Yin soldiers were going to pick up this zombie.

Hearing Jiang Jibei's answer, the Taoist gave him a surprised look, and his tone became gentle: "That's right."

The middle-aged man standing side by side with Jiang Jibei asked, "Hey, aren't you afraid?"

Jiang Jibei admired it for a while before commenting: "The bones are very good, the top of the skull is high, the back of the head is full, the teeth are neat, and even the fangs are beautiful. He must have been very handsome when he was alive."

Middle-aged man: "..."

The team gradually approached.

The people on both sides of the road covered their mouths and huddled together, not daring to make any movement.

I don't know if the black blood of the Taoist priests played a role, the team of Yin soldiers passed by them without squinting, but they really didn't notice them.

Watching their figures disappear into the mist, everyone sighed for the rest of their lives, and hurriedly wiped off the stinky black dog blood on their bodies.

"Master Dao, it's okay if we don't paint it!" The middle-aged man said, "So they can't see us at all."

The Taoist frowned tightly: "That's not right..."

Suddenly, the fat man yelled: "Why can't it be wiped off?"

"I can't wipe it off!" Someone exclaimed again.

"Me too!"

The Taoist priest's face darkened ugly: "Oops!"

He quickly ran over, pulled out a talisman paper from his pocket, chanted a spell to ignite it, and kept patting them with the talisman paper.

Just when the scene was in chaos, Twist Braid suddenly trembled his lips and stared ahead in horror: "They're back, they're back!"

Jiang Jibei's heart tightened, and he turned his head to look.

The disappearing team of Yin soldiers reappeared in place!

Zombies sat on horseback, reins in hand, and stared at them from afar.

"What should I do? Aren't they gone?" Xiaoba's face also turned pale.

Suddenly, the whole body of the four people smeared with black dog blood trembled uncontrollably.

They opened their mouths wide in horror, but they couldn't utter a single word. Their limbs were stretched several times by an invisible force like gummy candy!

The Taoist priest quickly patted the talisman papers on their foreheads one by one, but to no avail.

The others were so frightened that they were nailed in place, and they didn't even have the strength to run away. They watched them line up automatically and staggered towards the Yin soldiers.

When passing by Jiang Jibei, those four people turned their bloody faces, stared at him with sad eyes, and sang in a high-pitched voice——

"The young master said that he will marry you in three days...

"Auspicious day...

"marry you……"

Later, they joined the Yin soldiers and became one of them.

Jiang Jibei raised his jaw and looked at the tall young zombie in the distance with a blank expression.

The zombie also looked at him. Under the cold moonlight, the skull without flesh seemed to be smiling, which looked particularly creepy.

The electronic system sound that only Jiang Jibei could hear sounded again.

[Experiencer Mr. Jiang Jibei, your plot task is: to help Master Zombie fulfill his wish during his lifetime, and join forces with other players to strangle the most resentful ghost in this film. 】