Summoning Infinite Movie

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The others finally came to their senses, and screams of terror broke out one after another.

The crushed experiencer stuck tightly to the ground like a pancake, and the extruded viscera clumped up next to it, very much like the crushed toad that Jiang Jibei saw at the door last night .

Jiang Jibei frowned, his eyes stabbed at Wei Yixin suddenly.

Wei Yixin, however, acted like a fool, and stood there dumbfounded, looking frightened.

Ding Hui didn't see the headless corpse whose head was severed by the steel wire, but saw with his own eyes the scene of the fellow experiencer being crushed into meatloaf by the air pressure, his legs softened, and he almost fell to the ground: "Sven, Sven..."

Tan Siwen quickly pulled her up, covered her eyes to prevent her from looking, and comforted her in a low voice: "Don't look."

Hearing the movement outside the house, Wei Ye's family hurried out of the house.

Seeing this scene, they were all shocked and dumbfounded.

Wei's wife stared wide-eyed, and couldn't help retching after seeing this scene clearly: "Oh--God--"

Wei Ye's face turned pale: "Fuck, what's going on? Why are you so wicked today!"

"Is it still alive? Can it be saved?" Some experiencers had a glimmer of hope.

"How can this be saved? Has the police officer left? Hurry up and call the police!"

The viscera and blood plasma in the pancake-like corpse had been completely squeezed out, spreading sticky, looking hopeless.

Chi Xian watched coldly.

If it's his body, it's probably a part that has been sprinkled with circulating fluid.

It seems a pity that such a healthy body was ruined like this.

Everyone called the police to the police, and the maintenance site to the maintenance site, the scene was very chaotic.

Jiang Jibei suddenly noticed that after the experiencer's tragic death, his assistant disappeared without a sound.

His companion also noticed this, and looked around: "Where's his assistant? Has anyone seen it?"

"What assistant?" Wei Ye, who had just reported to the police, hung up the phone and replied him strangely.

"It's the one who was inseparable from the deceased." The companion explained.

Wei Ye was stunned: "Ah? Isn't he alone?"

"Ah?" The companion was also stunned, pointing his finger at the number of people, "We have sixteen people in total, now one died, there should be fifteen left."

"No, don't you have fifteen people in total?" Wei Ye showed a vigilant expression, for fear that the person who spoke was also bewitched, "Eight of you live in my house, three of you live in Brother Seven's house, and four live in Ah Jian's house .Now one is dead, and there are fourteen more."

Other villagers also came to chime in: "Yes, there have always been fifteen!"

The experiencer stays where he is.

He seemed to understand something suddenly, his complexion gradually turned pale, and he slowly turned his head to look at his assistant.

After a while, Zhang Sansi on the side murmured, "Why, once the experiencer dies, will the assistant automatically quit the movie?"

He turned to look at his assistant, who was expressionless and didn't answer.

"If you're still going to die, then what's the use of us having assistants?!" Another girl covered her face and sobbed in despair.

"The assistant is only responsible for reminding, and will not interfere with the development of the plot." Her assistant glanced at her and replied without emotion.

This answer made the girl collapse, and she shouted hysterically: "Then you should remind me something!"

The villagers moved away one after another, looking at the people from other places with fear and suspicion in their eyes.

Once the experiencer dies, the assistant will exit the movie, and other npcs in the movie will automatically delete all memories about the assistant in their brains.

Jiang Jibei took a look at Tan Siwen, who was holding Ding Hui who was trembling in his arms, with no turmoil on his expression.

The police quickly arrived at Wei Ye's house.

Seeing the corpse on the ground, they were also shocked: "What happened? Died like this?"

"I don't know either!" Wei Ye groaned, "He died in front of the coffin! It's too wicked!"

"Call Auntie Eight to come back and have a look." The policeman handling the case is obviously very familiar with the local customs and has a good way of appeasing the masses. "If it's really impossible, let Wei Yixin come first, your family may be haunted by ghosts!"

"Right! Wei Yixin, hurry up!" Wei Ye slapped his head and turned to call Wei Yixin, "Do me a ritual to exorcise evil spirits first! It's really terrible!"

"Okay." Wei Yixin nodded, turned around to get his magic weapon, but was stopped by the police: "Hey, wait, wait, come back and make a record."

Wei Yixin had no choice but to come back.

The police took everyone present to the police car one by one and questioned them in turn.

Everyone's answers were similar, and everyone's words were convincing: this person himself was crushed by the air.

The police also made difficulties. After the forensic doctor finished the examination, they had to transport the body away from Wei Ye's home.

However, the body was clinging to the ground, and they took a shovel for a long time before peeling off the paper-like flesh.

The Wei family pulled out a high-pressure water gun and washed the ground for a long time, but a dark brown mark was still left on the ground.

After everything was dealt with, the morning passed like this.

People in the village generally only eat two meals in the morning and evening. Wei's wife cooked a pot of corn heads in a pressure cooker, steamed some steamed buns and meat dumplings, and prepared pickles that she pickled, and left them in the kitchen for everyone to eat by themselves.

Staying in the weird mourning hall for one night, and encountering shocking and bloody scenes one after another early in the morning, everyone's stomach was full of sour water, not to mention eating, even if they didn't vomit, they were considered strong.

Everyone sat in the coffin, staring blankly at Wei Yixin's actions.

"Go out for a walk?" Chi Xian asked Jiang Jibei.

"En." Jiang Jibei nodded.

The two stood up, explained to Wei Ye, and walked out of the courtyard.

They walked along the concrete road in front of the door. Through the canal, they could see the villagers in the field working hard under the scorching sun.

After walking for a while, Jiang Jibei cleared his throat and said, "If I die, you—"

"You won't die, I won't let you die." Chi Xian interrupted him, "I'll let you leave alive."

Hearing Chi Xian's answer, Jiang Jibei paused, stopped, and turned to look at him: "Your role in this film is only an assistant, if you interfere too much..."

He expected that the staff of the film festival would monitor everyone's every move in the background.

"It doesn't matter." Chi Xian lowered his eyes, expressionless.

"You should keep a low profile." Jiang Jibei smiled.

They wandered around the village twice along the path.

The police came and went in and out of the village, and the two encountered several policemen along the way.

Jiang Jibei noticed that they seemed to be investigating the case, but every conversation with the villagers was exactly the same, like a program that was temporarily written for the needs of the plot, and was mechanically repeated.

Maybe calling the police is superfluous.

"What do you need the police for in a horror movie?" Jiang Jibei thought for a while, and found it a little funny, then turned to ask Chi Xian, "Can ghosts be caught? Can they be sentenced if they are caught?"

Chi Xian didn't say anything, but just snorted.

"Go back." Seeing no clues, Jiang Jibei lost interest.

Unexpectedly, on the way back, they ran into Ding Hui.

She was not with Tan Siwen, but stood alone at the intersection, pacing back and forth anxiously.

Seeing Jiang Jibei and Chi Xian, Ding Hui stopped and stood there looking at them.

Her expression made Jiang Jibei realize that she had something to say to herself.

"Go back first." He turned his head and instructed Chi Xian in a low voice.

"Okay." Chi Xian understood, passed Ding Hui and left.

As soon as Chi Xian left, Ding Hui immediately came to Jiang Jibei and said hesitantly, "Chen Ji, I have something to tell you..."

"Okay, tell me." Jiang Jibei replied quickly.

Ding Hui looked left and right, and her voice became softer: "Swen doesn't let me tell others, I just tell you, don't tell others..."

Jiang Jibei swore: "Well, I will never tell anyone."

Chi Xian is no one else.

"Sven has a prop called 'Double Eyes', which can see things that other people can't see, but it can only be used three times."

Ding Hui said.

Sure enough, it was as he had guessed—and, the approach he used with Ding Hui also worked.

Jiang Jibei did not perfunctorily put out a surprised expression of "this happened".

"Yesterday, he used it once in a hurry to save the little girl who was bewitched by evil spirits." Ding Hui lowered his voice, "He saw a man riding on the little girl's back..."

"Is it Wei Laosi?" Jiang Jibei continued.

Ding Hui trembled all over, then covered her mouth and nodded.

"Thank you, this news is very important." Jiang Jibei smiled at her.

Tan Siwen could really see things that others couldn't see, and he could also clearly see things possessed by him.

The important thing is that he will definitely use this prop to see something again.

"No matter what, you must live on." After Ding Hui finished speaking, she added, "Even if your lover is gone, you must live well..."

Jiang Jibei laughed: "Well, I know."

In order to avoid suspicion, after the conversation, Jiang Jibei asked Ding Hui to go back first.

After Ding Hui left, it took a while before he walked back.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of Wei Ye's family courtyard, Jiang Jibei saw that the coffin was full of people he didn't know, surrounded by Wei Ye who was frowning, and Tan Siwen and Zhang Sansi were also sitting beside him.

It seems that they all knew that a foreigner died in front of Wei Ye's house and came to join in the fun.

Every place has its own customs. According to the customs of this village, the body of the deceased must be kept at home for seven days, and the family members will guard the mourning hall for three days. The burial can only be done after the first seven days.

Now, only two days have passed since Wei Lao Si's first seven days, and two people have already died.

"Wei Ye, this matter is very evil." Someone said, "I suspect that your father's death—"

"Speak nonsense!" Wei Ye became angry immediately, and slapped the table, "What's the matter with my dad?"

"Then what do you say, such a big thing happened, do you still think this is not retribution?" the man asked back.

Wei Ye couldn't answer.

"Old Cousin, you know that I also know a little about Feng Shui. My ancestor had a second grandfather who was also a sorcerer." Tan Siwen who was next to him suddenly said, "Besides, I have yin and yang eyes, and I can see things that ordinary people can't see."

Everyone looked into Tan Siwen's eyes in unison.

"What... what? Yin and Yang eyes?"

"Is there really such a thing?"

"When Mr. Wei Ye inspected your father's body last night, I accidentally saw a huge toad crutch pressing on his forehead." Tan Siwen said slowly, "The mouth of that toad crutch There's still a piece of arm in it."

Wei Ye's face suddenly turned pale.

Hearing this, Jiang Jibei walked over.

Seeing him coming, the villagers stopped talking, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at this imposing foreigner.

Qin Siwen gave up his seat to Jiang Jibei.

Jiang Jibei was not polite. He sat down beside Tan Siwen, looked at Wei Ye, and took over the conversation: "Old Cousin, you must tell us the truth. Something is wrong with this matter."

"Damn, there might still be death." Tan Siwen answered.

One of them sings the red face and the other sings the bad face, and they cooperate quite tacitly.

"Ah..." Wei Ye couldn't help but sighed, "I'm not afraid of you laughing anymore. My father was a man who was idle in the village when he was young, doing nothing, sneaking around and offending many people."

Wei's wife interjected next to her: "It's the same when I'm old, and I still peek at my daughter-in-law taking a bath, what an old thing."

There is such a thing.Jiang Jibei raised his eyebrows.

"Don't talk like that!" Wei Ye glared at her, and continued, "My dad, he was a bum when he was young, and he often went shopping with them on the street. He changed a lot when he got old... …A while ago he suddenly complained that his hands hurt.”

"He used to shout in the middle of the night, 'It hurts, it hurts', and we took him to the hospital.

"Take an X-ray, let's take it. The doctor didn't know what was going on, so he said that there was nothing wrong with the bone. He prescribed painkillers and left."

Speaking of this, Wei Ye's expression was mixed with a little annoyance.

That was his father after all.

"It hurts every day. If I knew it, I would have taken him to a big city to have a look. It was raining one night before, and it was very noisy, and the toad crutches were screaming loudly. He was crying upstairs again. We thought there should be nothing wrong with it." thing, just ignore him.

"Who knows, if you shout until you shout, he will die."

That's what hurts?

This way of dying sounds unremarkable.

Tan Siwen asked again: "Did uncle say anything strange before he died?"

Wei Ye touched his head a few times, and said uncertainly: "He said that he often heard the cry of toad crutches beside the bed, and someone pulled his left shoulder."

"No one! No one is talking about it! The family is watching!" Wei's wife stomped beside her, "It was fine when she died. After I went to call someone back, I don't know where my left arm went. It must be from some enemy. ..."

Qin Siwen made a silent gesture: "I said earlier that I saw a big toad crutch pressing on his head. Maybe it was the reason."

"It's ridiculous." Zhang Sansi said indifferently.

"Let's have some food first..." Ding Hui said weakly from the side.

The Wei family talked for a long time, and most of them were complaining.

But is Wei Lao Si really just dying of pain?

Jiang Jibei declined the corn heads that Wei's wife gave them, and searched for Wei Yixin from the corner of his eye.

Wei Yixin performed rituals on the body of the experiencer early in the morning, and is now taking a nap in a corner of the coffin.

Jiang Ji moved his chin slightly towards Wei Yixin: "Have you noticed that these things seem to be related to Toad Guai?"

"Yeah." Chi Xian glanced in Wei Yixin's direction, "You mean, it's related to him?"

"Although you can't judge a person's temperament based on his appearance, he was not there last night." Jiang Jibei said.

The timing of Wei Yixin's appearance was too coincidental, and his attitude towards other people's harming Toad Guai was extremely sensitive.

Although it can be understood that these mages who believe in gods and worship Buddha believe in one god, there are too many strange things.

At this moment, a villager suddenly rushed in.

He was out of breath from running, and shouted nervously: "Another person died!"

The crowd exploded all of a sudden, like a frightened bird.

"Who? Who died again?"

"A Cai who lives at the end of the village!" the visitor replied.

"How did he die?!"

"He, he, he—" the person who came to report gasped, recalling the tragedy, with a terrified expression, "I was crushed by a tractor! Only a head, limbs and feet are left!"

"Ah?!" Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.

"I'm numb." Zhang Sansi spread his arms and announced.

"Head, left arm, torso..." Jiang Jibei frowned, "Could it be the right arm and legs next?"

"It's a person when you piece it together." Chi Xian said, "See if these dead people have any common characteristics."

The second half of Chi Xian's sentence changed Wei Ye's expression greatly: "Oh, they, they are all the gang of my father when he was young..."

"Really?" Tan Siwen summed up the clues calmly, "Including Wei Laosi, the average age of the dead is over 50 years old, and they were all notorious hooligans in the village when they were young."

"My brother, you can't say that..." Wei Ye couldn't accept it for a while.

"Old Cousin, have they offended anyone?" Jiang Jibei looked at Wei Ye and asked in an inducing tone, "Or... have they violated any taboos?"

"Offending people means offending a lot...but they are all people in his own village." Wei Ye looked hesitant, "There are no taboos."

"Do they like to eat dried pot Toad Guai very much?" Chi Xian asked suddenly.

"Ah?" Wei Ye was taken aback, "My dad likes to eat it, but there is no one in the village who doesn't eat it... Our village has never said that eating toad is taboo."

"I don't think that's the case." Jiang Jibei glanced at Chi Xian, "There should be something else in common."

The pool is idle.

"Old cousin, I told you that I have yin and yang eyes." Tan Siwen couldn't help it anymore, he stood up and stared at Wei Ye solemnly, "I can see everything in your house."

Jiang Jibei glanced at Tan Siwen's eyes, and there was no double pupil.

Hey, it turns out that Tan Siwen can also cheat.

He raised his eyebrows, and followed Tan Siwen's words: "God let us outsiders come here, I'm afraid there are problems in your village."

Zhang Sansi also let out a "wow": "At first you said that you died unjustly, what's going on?"

Chi Xian also stood up and walked to the other side of Wei Ye.

His voice was low and indifferent, and his eyes flashed a shocking cold light: "Is there something else you are hiding from us?"

The author has something to say: the death of this dungeon is mediocre (funny ovo