After being dressed as cannon fodder, I became the favorite of the variety show group

No. 40 days when I want to divorce.

But when several people came to the top of the building, they found that the scene in front of them was different from the first time they saw it.

The several rooms that were originally divided by a corridor crossing, now turned into an empty space.

Pieces of the wall that had been burned by the fire fell off, and the black blood as thick as asphalt seemed to have grown feet, scattered crazily and wantonly from the corner, and quickly woven into a network of blood veins.

"I'm going...the special effects are too awesome." VJ said in admiration.

An Rao stared at the blood net, the more he looked at it, the more it looked like a painful and distorted human face.

There was a chill down the back.

Suddenly, the ground began to shake violently.

Everyone let out a low cry in fright, and immediately gathered together, their backs pressed together, and they looked around nervously.

There was a loud bang, and the ground suddenly began to drop rapidly.

"What is this this time!" The timid VJ was so frightened that he hugged his head and lay on the ground, the camera was gone, and rolled to the side.

Several people stuck close together, their fragile little hearts suddenly rose into the air with the falling ground.

Passing through the darkness, the ground stopped suddenly after falling for more than ten seconds.

Dim lights illuminate the surrounding scene.

A church-like building appeared in front of my eyes.

Above the gate is a fresco, the polyptych "The Last Judgment" by Rogier.

The picture is divided into three parts, and the scenes of heaven, earth and hell are rendered with different tones and atmospheres.

The position of the central axis of the picture is the "judge" Christ in a red robe with a holy light on his head.

He raises his right hand high, guiding those who do good to heaven, and the picture is full of holiness and harmony;

Putting down your left hand and pointing directly at the ground will send the evil ones to hell, where there are painful struggles and roars hidden in the darkness.

This painting was taught by my teacher when I was studying Chinese and foreign art history at Anrao University.

At that time, the teacher once asked them a question:

Do you believe in the existence of God?

At that time, the students gave many answers, some believed, some did not believe, and some insisted on socialism.

And An Rao's answer is: I believe he only exists in one's heart.

If you believe it, there will be nothing.

And the painting on the gate was painted with a big "X" in blood red.

Britain is a very traditional Catholic country, but this person, like himself, does not believe in the so-called God, and even blatantly provokes it.

There was a "rustling" noise above the head, and then, a sharp and high-pitched male voice echoed piercingly in the empty corridor.

"I represent the Lord's apostle to convey his will. There should be no extremism in this world. The Lord told me to use flames to purify all evil! Purify the holy world He created for us!"

"This ridiculous and pathetic fellow defies the existence of the Lord! We must—"

A mighty cry came: "Burn him! Burn him!"

"Bang!" The door in front of him suddenly bounced open to both sides.

The hearts of the guests tightened in shock, and they reflexively stepped back a few steps.

Inside the door is a world completely different from the scorched and messy sanatorium.

The top of the Gothic church is a semi-circular dome, the stained glass is filled with various pictures of the gods, the relief pillars are towering, and the room is bright and tidy.

There is a cross painted on the ground in the middle of the wide and endless church, and there are four small crosses around the cross.

It is completely different from the shape of the cross seen before.

In the middle of the cross stands a monk wearing a black robe. He is speaking impassionedly, claiming to be the apostle of God, representing the Lord God to exercise the power to save the world.

There were many people standing around, all of them without exception wore black robes to cover them tightly, they bent slightly, clasped their hands together as if praying, and muttered silently.

Behind the cross, there are two wooden crosses, on which is an old man, whose whole body is tied into a ball with wire.

The old man was wearing a white hospital gown, the wire had been cut into his flesh deeply, and the clothes were swollen with blood.

His hair was disheveled and sparse, and there were areas of baldness in some places, and his whole body was as dry as a dead tree.

He hung his head and muttered something.

This reminds everyone of the scene they saw on the TV in the operating room.

All the clues are automatically linked together after the church appears.

After the old man came to the nursing home, he was subjected to inhuman abuse for some reason. From the complaints of the staff on duty, it can be seen that the "he" in their mouths refers to this old man.

As Shen Yi said, it seems to be related to some kind of illegal transaction.

The hospital gown and the knife marks on the distorted man's abdomen seen in the bathroom may involve organ trading.

And the person tied up by wire at the corridor entrance is the state where the old man is tied up now;

In the operating room and bathroom, the people with incisions on their bodies may be the doctors who took away his organs;

The faceless man in the duty room who was trapped in the room and could never get out also hinted at the tragic situation of the old man who was helpless and unable to escape.

Therefore, the old man's resentment summoned a mysterious power to concretize his past encounters and painful feelings on these NPCs.

An Rao suddenly understood the meaning of the ring in the middle of the cross.

The heart was offered to the devil, so the place in the middle, which represents the soul, is empty.

And because these evildoers are protected by the church, the old man cannot take revenge on them.

If you guessed right, the old man needs players to enter the church instead of him, and then take revenge on these ignorant and fanatical believers.

The old man built a pyre under his feet, and the leading apostle held a torch in his hand. Amidst the clamor of "burn him to death", he walked towards the old man slowly.

He looked at the old man with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth: "Let me ask you one last time, do you believe that the Lord created the world and human beings, and are you willing to dedicate your pious soul to God?"

The old man pondered for a moment, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

He raised his head slowly, a mocking smile appeared on his inhuman face:

"Then I might as well tell you one last time, it is my mother who created me. And God, will not be so foolish as to make everyone believe in him and give their souls. You are pretending to believe in God, but in fact it is just to satisfy the vanity of your heart And greed, you are the real devil who violates God's will."

The apostle turned around and shouted to the crowd: "Did you hear that! He not only insulted the apostles sent by God, but also insulted God! His soul has been completely polluted by demons. He put on a mask of hypocrisy and turned into a Vulnerable members of the crowd, trying to seduce our loving hearts, but we must shout, devil! You can't get what you want!"

"Burn him to death, burn him to death!" The people below followed suit, and the momentum was like a tide, irresistible.

An Rao understood.

In this game, there are two worlds, inside and outside. The sanatorium they see is the inner world after the collapse of reality, and the scene in the church is the outside world that the old man has suffered.

Holding the torch high, the apostle opened his arms to the fanatical believers below, his neck veins bulging, and he shouted loudly:

"Let us pray together! May the world be pure and innocent forever!"

An Rao looked at the others: "Everyone go over and scatter the firewood."

The task given to them by the old man is actually:

Use evil means to do righteous things.

Upon hearing this, the guests immediately ran towards the fire.

But the other party had a large number of people, and before they even ran to the fire, they were controlled by a few black-clothed believers in groups of threes and twos.

The NPC apostle looked around at the restrained guests, then slowly walked towards An Rao.

He smiled mischievously, and then shouted to the believers: "Did you see that there are more and more demon believers, and he knows that he is blocked by the holy light of God from outside the church, so he brainwashes these people to complete his work?" conspiracy, we must completely eliminate them before their power grows!"

Other believers quickly followed suit: "Destroy him! Destroy him!"

An Rao was speechless.

Although it is a character design of the secret room, if people have less knowledge, they will really be as ignorant as these believers.

Where is God they believe in, it is simply this "apostle" who confuses people with lies.

An Rao really wanted to tell them:

Wake up, go see the outside world more, don't get lost in ignorance and think you are loyal.

In the next second, the old man was taken off the cross, and replaced by An Rao who tied him up.

An Rao:?

The apostle prayed in front of him, and then said with a smile, "May the Lord forgive you."

The fire ignited quickly when it hit the pile of firewood, and the tongue of flames licked furiously and swept across quickly.

An Rao was really scared.

The NPC's emotions, props, and atmosphere are so realistic that he can't tell the difference between reality and the game.

But it should be the low-temperature flame used by the crew. Even though the fire had already burned his shoes, he didn't feel the slightest bit of heat.

"Old...husband!" He shouted eagerly.

Strange, why subconsciously called Chu Guannan.

Shouldn't it be "Help me"?

At this time, Chu Guannan suddenly broke free from the hands of the believers, and walked towards An Rao quickly.

He pulled out a stick of firewood and flung it aside.

Wherever the flame went, it immediately spread into a raging fire.

The others also understood what he meant, and while the believers were not paying attention and ran towards this side, they raised their hands and pulled out the firewood, frantically throwing them around.

The NPCs screamed in unison, and fled in panic.

The old man stood in the sea of ​​flames, with an evil and extremely comfortable smile on the corner of his mouth.

The apostle couldn't escape, and was swallowed by the flames, making a shrill scream.

Chu Guannan raised his leg and stepped on the firewood pile, straightened his body up, and came to An Rao.

Although I knew it was all fake, my heart stopped beating uncontrollably when I saw this scene.

He embraced An Rao's waist, freed up a hand to help him untie the wire, and his voice was soft like a feather:

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

An Rao's heart skipped a beat, because of these words, the originally strong fear disappeared in an instant.

He leaned gently in Chu Guannan's arms, and said "um".

In this way, he put his life and safety in his hands.

The wire was tied tightly, and Chu Guannan took a long time to untie it.

As soon as An Rao released his hands, he habitually hugged the waist of the person in front of him.

Without saying a word, Chu Guannan hugged him across the waist and looked at the two-meter-high pile of firewood:

"Hold tight."

An Rao hung his hands around his neck, blinked: "It's already very tight."

"Tighter."

No matter how urgent it is, it will be cut off.

An Rao still tightened his arms obediently.

Chu Guannan's chin touched An Rao's forehead, and occasionally rubbed it lightly twice as he walked.

Rather than saying that it was An Rao who hugged him tightly, it was better to say that it was Chu Guannan who hugged him tightly.

He carefully tested the soles of his feet, stepped over the woodpile, and slowly stepped down from it.

Shen Yi stretched out his hand below to help catch it.

"No need." Chu Guannan bowed his body and didn't even look at him.

The VJ at the side couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded Shen Yi in a low voice: "Go and see Xiao Lin, he seems a little unhappy."

Shen Yi lowered his eyelids, and said "hmm" in a low voice.

He looked at Lin Jingxi, the child seemed to be angry, his eyes fell elsewhere, and his small mouth was stubbornly pursed into a wavy line.

"Are you injured?" Shen Yi's tone was still so faint that no emotions could be heard.

"No." Lin Jingxi was the same, with a blunt tone.

An Rao watched them silently from the sidelines, with doubts on his head.

It shouldn't be, isn't the emotional line between the hero and the hero always sweet?What is going on between the two of them.

But it has nothing to do with him, don't worry about it.

Chu Guannan put him down, took his hand and looked at him carefully.

There is a circle of red strangle marks on the wrist.

His eyes darkened, and he whispered: "It hurts?"

"It doesn't hurt." An Rao said.

"I'm sorry." Chu Guannan apologized for no reason.

"why apologize."

"At the time, I thought it was a game, and I was afraid of affecting the development of the plot, so I didn't save you immediately."

"What's the matter, don't worry about small things." An Rao patted Chu Guannan's shoulder generously.

Seeing that the momentum of the fire gradually weakened: "Let's go."

Several people left the church with their own thoughts.

As soon as he went out, the ground shook violently again.

This time, even the most courageous VJ didn't call out, and followed the rising ground back to the roof.

As soon as I caught my eye, I saw a row of NPCs standing outside the door, all dressed up in different ways, and they were all scary.

They applauded enthusiastically and gave everyone a big hug.

The old NPC finally explained the outline of the story.

This is what actually happened in 1964.

At that time, it was just a closed and quiet town. One day, a man came to the town. He claimed to be an apostle sent by God, and he funded the establishment of this nursing home, claiming to pass on the Lord's mercy and fraternity.

An old man named Arthurs was sent here by his children. He was the only outlier who didn't pray before cooking and never attended any church gatherings. He didn't believe in the existence of God.

But the real reason for his mistreatment is that this sanatorium has been doing a dirty business of organ trading with the underground black hospital.

They isolated the old man on the grounds that he violated the will of God. Everyone seemed to be brainwashed by the dean and believed in his words.

After undergoing so-called "purification" methods such as binding and boiling water, the old man was finally put on a cross by believers and burned to death. The body was dug up by the director and buried in the mountains behind. , the dean said that he unfortunately disappeared after running out because of dementia.

In fact, Arthurs is not the first old man to suffer such inhuman treatment.

But not long after his death, a fire broke out in the nursing home, and the fire spread very quickly, as if being cursed, the windows and doors could not be opened strangely, and everyone was buried in the fire .

Afterwards, the police came to investigate the scene and found several charred corpses with strange shapes, which were the ones An Rao saw in the secret room. The police also found a strange symbol of a cross in the center of a circle on the wall, and it was an inverted cross.

As the story spread, the sanatorium became a symbol of uncleanness. No one wanted to set foot here, and even the developer waved his hands when he heard about the land.

Later, the sanatorium was requisitioned by the person in charge of the escape room, and it has been handed down to this day.

When An Rao and the others walked out of the nursing home, the sky was smeared with red clouds outside, quiet and gentle.

Crows hovered above the charred sanatorium, screaming hideously.

An Rao half-closed his eyes, and the spire of the nursing home formed a sharp black line in his pupils.

The fire cannot purify the dirt, and what remains after it burns is still black ashes.

"I have to say that the secret room is really amazing. The 3D projection, stereo surround sound, props, costumes and NPCs are all the same as the real thing. My heart is still pounding."

VJ sat slumped on the ground, his chest heaving violently.

Vaguely, they seemed to see a row of familiar faces standing at the door of the secret room.

"Xiao An—" the leading man happily waved his arms.

An Rao looked over.

It turned out to be another group of lucky people with flushed cheeks moistened by Lake Windermere.

Shen Weizhou trotted all the way to An Rao, leaned slightly to look at his face, and said with a smile: "Are you going to play in the secret room or move bricks, look at this little face is dirty."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand to wipe the ashes off An Rao's face.

An Rao opened his hand, and asked with a smile, "Would you like to go in and experience it?"

VJ nodded accordingly: "Go, it's too shocking! Come this time, you will have no regrets in your life!"

Du Yueling fumbled the manicure and said casually: "Forget it, look at these garlics, which one looks smart."

"But Xiaoan, if you are willing to accompany me in, I can take the exam..."

"He's tired and needs to rest." Chu Guannan ruthlessly interrupted Shen Weizhou's words.

When the two of them looked at each other, they remembered the battle in the quagmire yesterday, and the eyes that stared at each other were crackling and sparkling.

"Hurry up, this place is full of mosquitoes." Du Yueling patted her calf and complained impatiently.

A group of people took the special car of the program group back to the castle.

After eating dinner and taking a shower, the MC called the guests to gather downstairs.

The guests were really tired after a day of tossing around, leaning on the sofa sleepily and waiting for the MC to give orders.

"First of all, everyone worked hard today, did you have a good time?"

"joy--"

"In order to improve the sense of happiness, the program team specially prepared a short video for everyone." MC pressed the projector mysteriously.

Several people immediately sat upright, looking forward to the so-called "small video to improve happiness" by the program group.

"As the saying goes, the authorities are obsessed with those who watch, and I hope that through this video, everyone can see each other's intentions. Sometimes, love is not a life-and-death relationship, but the details of life that are not easily noticed."

Soothing and melodious pure music sounded, the screen went dark, and the camera turned around, the lake sparkled and reflected the sunlight, and golden-billed ducks floated slowly across the lake in pairs.

Immediately afterwards, a small boat slowly sailed into the camera.

Standing on the boat was Gu Muci, who was wearing a long floral dress, elegant and pure.

The breeze lifted her long hair, and the camera zoomed in on her slender arms. She spread her fingers and sprinkled a handful of grains. The golden-billed ducks swam towards them with flapping wings, scrambling to grab the food.

And Qi Yan was sitting beside her legs, Qi Yan bent one hand to protect her legs, and gently pulled the corner of her skirt with the other hand, carefully protecting her.

In Gu Muci's eyes is the beautiful golden-billed duck, but in Qi Yan's eyes there is only Gu Muci who is as elegant as a white rose.

A line of small vertical characters slowly emerged:

【I am your eternal shelter, you just need to give me your heart. 】

The shot is not long, only a few seconds, it seems that the cameraman did it on purpose.

With her current reputation, it would be nice to have a camera.

Gu Muci looked at the camera, covered his lips with his fingers, and tears filled his eyes.

Seeing the situation, Qi Yan quickly embraced her and patted her shoulder lightly.

The next moment, the camera went dark again, and when it lit up, it was Du Yueling's bright and extremely delicate face.

Her slender and curly eyelashes trembled slightly with the breeze, like a butterfly fluttering its wings, beautiful and moving.

As the camera zooms out, Du Yueling's figure gradually expands, and with the transition animation of the waterfowl spreading its wings, Shen Weizhou appears in the camera.

He and Du Yueling stood side by side by the lake, with a distance of two people between them.

But the movements of the two of them were surprisingly consistent. They both put their hands on their hips and stared at the lake in a daze.

They obviously didn't watch anyone, and acted like strangers, but the program team still stubbornly added a line of fine print to them:

[When I look at you, I don't use my eyes, but my heart. 】

Du Yueling took a deep breath: "If there is really no need to write, you can not write."

Shen Weizhou agreed: "I don't even want to look at her with my eyes, let alone my heart."

Du Yueling raised her eyebrows: "Yeah, I don't need my eyes, just sneaking around and sniffing my socks is enough."

Shen Weizhou: One mistake will cause eternal hatred!

The screen went dark again, and when it was turned on again, it was still a hazy darkness.

The faint light of the kerosene lamp streaked across from left to right, and the floor plan of the nursing home was gradually clear under the light. Beside the kerosene lamp was a pair of vigilant and extremely serious eyes.

At this time, the music changed, with a tight rhythm and a touch of sadness.

The camera turned and came to the operating room.

The background sound is the rapid and violent heartbeat.

Lin Jingxi was lying in Shen Yi's arms, although his expression was frightened, but his subconscious reliance was enough to prove Shen Yi's position in his heart.

But seeing this, an unnatural forbearance suddenly appeared on Lin Jingxi's indifferent face, and the circles of his eyes gradually turned red.

He stood up: "Sorry, I'm a little tired, I'll go up first."

Everyone looked at him, and the staff looked at each other suspiciously, not knowing what was going on.

But it's true that the vibe isn't right.

The director frowned and coughed, signaling Shen Yi to hurry over and have a look.

But Shen Yi just nestled peacefully on the sofa, and didn't intend to move.

Reluctantly, the director coughed lightly, signaling the director to fast-forward this paragraph.

Then, a line of small characters appeared on the white screen:

【I don't intend to live and die with you. My only belief is to live a good life together. 】

The sound of "bang" is the scene of the church door opening shot by VJ.

The camera zoomed in, An Rao and Chu Guannan were standing side by side, and the camera stopped beside their eyes.

They all looked firmly in the same direction.

When the camera turned, it was the Jerusalem cross, which symbolizes love and holiness.

But underneath, there are almost crazy shouts of believers, who regard their beliefs as the only truth.

Immediately afterwards, the slender wrists were tied with iron wires, and the fire at the soles of the feet violently devoured the remaining bit of kindness.

Then, Chu Guannan appeared.

He picked up the flaming wooden stick and threw it heavily at the group of believers. The fire spread at the speed of light, and everything he went turned into ruins in an instant.

Everyone was running towards the gate of survival, only Chu Guannan, against the crowd, climbed up the burning cross, hugging the frightened and helpless An Rao tightly in his arms.

[Although this is just a game, if it really happens, I still firmly believe in my decision. Only when you are in front of me can I see God. 】

An Rao's fingertips trembled.

The root of the nose felt sore for a while, and some water stains seemed to have accumulated in the eye sockets.

On the screen, the exciting music stopped abruptly.

In the silence, it was An Rao's slightly trembling voice: "Honey, save me..."

The last shot is the gentle and quiet Hongxia behind the nursing home.

It represents the goodwill in people's hearts and is the purest thing in the world.

At the end of the video, there was warm applause in the hall.

Only An Rao was still staring at the darkened screen.

The reddish eye circles on the fair face are particularly vivid.

The back of his hand suddenly felt a cool touch, and the fingertips gently rubbed the knuckles of the little finger to the radius bone.

An Rao's fingers trembled.

Chu Guannan's hands were really big, and the veins on the back of his hands looked very strong.

How would it feel if you touched it...

An Rao stretched out his little finger from between his fingers, gently hooked his knuckles, and tapped his fingertips imperceptibly.

Looking at Chu Guannan from the corner of his eye, he didn't seem to notice, he was still staring at the projection screen in a daze.

No, no, no, it can't be like this. Feelings are the shackles that bind freedom.

An Rao immediately withdrew his hand and stood up: "I'm tired too, let's rest first, good night everyone."

With his heart pounding, An Rao ran upstairs in three steps.

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!