Chapter 45: Who is the most terrifying ghost story?!
Chapter 45: Who is the most terrifying ghost story?!
"Gah!"
In an instant, countless crows emerged from Zhang Ze's body, and Zhang Ze seemed to have disappeared, with half of his body composed of circling crows.
Countless dark eyes scanned every corner of the room.
Zhang Ze saw everything clearly inside the room.
No place, no matter how slightly haunted, can escape the crows' sight.
but.
Zhang Ze didn't see anything.
"This guy only exists in the videos."
"We are in the same time, but in different spaces."
"There is no door inside the police station. This is another supernatural event caused by a lost media, but it is even more dangerous than a door. Even if Chen Ge from the Third Ward era came here, he might have capsized in the gutter."
Zhang Ze made a judgment in his mind.
The figure in the video took a step back, and a crow flew through his body. Zhang Ze stared at the physique, which looked a lot like Master Guan.
However, their faces were not shown.
Given that only half of his face had appeared in the video, Zhang Ze dared not let his guard down and had made thorough preparations to deal with the situation.
Crows flew around everywhere.
Countless noisy screams echoed throughout the room.
Just as one of the crows tried to leave the room, its wing snapped instantly, turning into a blob of black, viscous liquid that fell to the ground with a "plop."
The scene the crow saw was exactly the same as the scene of the previous crow's death.
Zhang Ze looked towards the door.
The door was wide open, and the corridor outside stretched as far as the eye could see, completely submerged in pitch-black darkness. A chill seeped into the technical department room from the corridor, and it was as if an unseen pair of eyes were watching Zhang Ze in the darkness.
If it were someone else, they might hesitate for a moment.
Zhang Ze didn't hesitate at all.
He stepped directly out of the door with one foot.
die?
What a joke! Zhang Ze had already died once in the world of the painting. After being resurrected, he stole the supernatural power of the red-clothed ghost Lingling. Even he himself didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
They're not afraid of dying at all!
As soon as Zhang Ze tried to step out of the door, he felt a resistance, as if an invisible wall was blocking his way.
Continue releasing the crows.
The three crows formed an arrowhead formation and attempted to break through.
"Gah!"
"quack!"
Three piercing, crisp screams.
The crow died instantly.
Zhang Ze tried to leave through the door again, but found that although the door seemed to be completely open, the middle was blocked. No matter how hard he tried, it was as if there was something invisible blocking the doorway.
I went back to the computer and took a look.
Zhang Ze was speechless.
In the video, "Master Guan" stands motionless at the doorway, like a statue, completely blocking the way out.
No matter what methods Zhang Ze tried, he couldn't leave the room because this guy was blocking the door.
"I'll draw a door, what are you going to do about blocking it?"
Zhang Ze immediately began drawing a cellar on the ground.
Generally, cellars lead to basements or sewer pipes, but the cellar in Zhang Ze's painting is naturally a replica of the world depicted in the painting, leading directly to that world.
"Um?"
After finishing the drawing, Zhang Ze was stunned.
The cellar has indeed taken shape.
But when he stepped on it, he found that there was no connection at all.
It was as if the connection between himself and the world in the painting had been severed in the dark. Although Zhang Ze could still use Lingling's power, he could not leave the room by conventional means.
"Again?"
"You filmmakers really enjoy locking people in enclosed spaces."
Zhang Ze squinted.
This wasn't the first time he'd encountered this situation; it was the same at the Speedy Internet Cafe last time, and he suspected that Speedy Internet Cafe had experienced the same situation as the Xicheng Police Station.
The only difference is that the Xicheng Police Station represents the real-world surface, while the video shows the hidden world. The Speedy Internet Cafe, on the other hand, is divided into the surface world during the fire and the sealed-off hidden world.
This gave Zhang Ze some ideas.
I always thought that lost media were irregular.
In retrospect, at least one thing is certain: the lost media were definitely produced by certain people for some purpose.
The seemingly unrelated videos are actually connected internally.
The current situation has two characteristics: "predictability" and "closedness," which correspond exactly to "closedness" in number 021 and "predictability" in number 012.
After acquiring a talent for horror art, Zhang Ze developed a deep understanding of this production method.
When artists create works, even if their styles differ, there will inevitably be some overlap in the use of materials.
In that case, by examining a sufficient number of lost media, one can grasp their production patterns and even trace the mastermind behind them.
"Well, the most important thing right now is to get out of here."
"Since you think I'm an easy target and want to trap me..."
"Let's see who has the scariest ghost story!!"
Zhang Ze sneered.
Meanwhile, at New Century Amusement Park, behind the door of Zhang Ze's haunted house.
Deep in the forest, inside a tree hollow.
Li Yang, who was resting, suddenly woke up and shook Lao Zhou, who was fast asleep in the next bed, "Listen, that's the sound of crows."
"The crows are restless."
The two stepped out of the tree hollow and were greeted by a flock of crows that blotted out the sky, like a bomber squadron occupying the sky during wartime, emitting a rumbling roar.
The entire forest was originally dark, with no distinction between day and night.
At this moment, amidst the cawing of countless black crows, they were completely plunged into boundless darkness.
Inside the cabin.
A person who looks a lot like a corpse.
He lay on the ground, his fingers twitching slightly.
"Oh……"
"Hehehehe..."
"Chen Ge, are you in danger too?"
"You've trapped me in this dark and hopeless hell, and now even you're in danger??"
"I want to live, I want to live, I want to kill you, I want you to die a death worse than that family in Fu'an Apartments!!"
Supported by terrifying willpower, this strange man, like a dying zombie, rose again amidst a morbid madness, with a bloodstained chainsaw at his side.
Forests and lakes.
Lingling's figure slowly appeared.
"Huh?"
"Gah..."
The lake was completely blackened by the black liquid, like a giant ink vat. The black water boiled and gradually formed some strange shapes, and one by one, strangely shaped buildings emerged from the lake.
Courtyard, vehicles, stone pillars, rooms...
This is... Xicheng Police Station.
When Zhang Ze acquired his talent for horror art, he pondered one thing.
He acquired Lingling's artistic talent, as well as her creative dead hands; he possessed 100% of Lingling's supernatural abilities.
But this does not mean that Lingling herself cannot draw.
Although Lingling is dead, she has become a ghost.
But in essence, she is also the master of the world in the painting; she can also paint, and even paints with more ease.
She was only forced to obey Zhang Ze's orders because his hands were taken away. Putting that aside, Lingling is still a vengeful ghost in red and still the master of this door!
Even when she paints, she paints in the world behind the door, and thus receives a bonus from that world.
Gradually, a "West City Police Station" that was slightly different from reality but whose basic characteristics could be seen was born on the lake in the forest.
at the same time.
Xicheng Police Station.
Technical Department.
As if sensing something approaching, "Master Guan" in the video subconsciously took a small step back, and a look of confusion appeared on his face, which was shrouded in shadow.
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