Horror Studio

"What if you attack the shadow? Will it work?" Jing Huashui knew that he had asked a stupid question as soon as he asked. "When I didn't say, if it could be effective against the shadow, you wouldn't say that."

"There is no effect, at least, it is impossible to attack the shadow with ordinary methods." The shadow play shook his head.

"I don't know if my skills are copied, what will be the effect? ​​Will the other party continue to heal us..." Jing Huashui thought for a while.

"It's impossible to think about it..." the shadow play replied with a smile.

The two stayed in the room like this, for a while, as if nothing happened outside of them.

However, a strange but unspeakable feeling suddenly appeared.

"Do you think it is... strange?" The shadow puppet frowned, focusing her attention on her ears, trying to hear something, but she didn't notice anything.

"Yes, I also feel this way, as if we are being spied on, but..." Jing Huashui glanced around, "Apart from us, there is no other person in the room, nor is there like the person in black. Something appears."

"Could it be because we can't see it?" The shadow play thought of a possibility.

"I didn't... You mean the other party is invisible?" Jing Huashui swallowed.

If this is the case, then their current situation can be said to be quite dangerous.

"Try it." The shadow puppet's ears moved. "I didn't hear any strange sound. Can you verify it with some water or dust? I remember there is pencil dust."

"Yes." Jing Huashui began to search, "Wait, I mean there is something weird, I remember you didn't like to think about these things at all, why now..." At this point, she took it from her pocket Make some pencil ash, which was left by the villain that day.

"Maybe it's because you can't see it, so your heart is easier to calm down." The shadow play did not relax its vigilance.

"Don't worry, when the movie is over, your eyesight can be restored." Jing Huashui comforted.

Then she put a little pencil ash at the door, lined up in a row, and then rushed around.

"Nothing, I'll try it with water. The pencil ash is too little." Jing Huashui planned to leave the room, but as soon as she stepped out with her right foot, she thought of what happened in the underground space last night, "Leave you here alone. It’s still too dangerous for you, you should just follow me."

She grabbed the shadow puppet's hand and walked to the toilet.

Five minutes later, Jing Huashui shook his head, "The trajectory has not changed. It seems that our feelings are not accurate."

The shadow play frowned and did not answer.

"By the way, do you want to rest?" Jing Huashui asked suddenly.

"No, I'm not tired yet." The shadow play shook his head, and the anxiety in his heart became stronger.

"That's it." Jing Huashui yawned.

"Wait, why do you ask like that?" The shadow play raised his head and looked at Jing Huashui's direction. "We don't seem to be exercising vigorously. Even if we ask, it should be a question of eating?"

"I don't know, I suddenly felt very tired. Maybe it was because the treatment for you yesterday was too costly of life." Jing Huashui stretched his waist.

The shadow play did not answer immediately, but thought about the state of the three.

"Although I don't know it, it's better for us to leave this room first." The shadow puppete bit his tongue, hoping to give himself a different way of thinking.

"Good." Jing Huashui nodded.

...

Sunset on the second floor of the castle, the sun shines through the windows on the ground.

Blue Star was already sweating profusely at this time, but it was a pity that this did not stop the man in black who was behind him, but fortunately he often exercises, otherwise, if he changes to a fat man, he may be tired and get down. .

The feeling of being aggrieved made Lan Xing feel angry, and at the same time, he still had a little regret.

It would be great if I still didn't fall out with Qiancang at that time.

Blue Star gritted his teeth and dragged his steps to continue to escape.

Whoosh!

Something flew by Lan Xing, and then, severe pain came from Lan Xing's forearm. He was shot by a crossbow arrow.

"How do you feel?" Qiancang walked out of the room. "You haven't tried this feeling of struggling between life and death for a long time, right?"

"It's you..." Lan Xing looked down at his left forearm, the crossbow arrow was stuck in it, the only luck was that this kind of injury did not affect his actions, "Huh, why not aim at my head?" sneered sneer. With a sound, Lan Xing fell back.

When he came to the next floor, Lan Xing took two breaths to relieve his discomfort.

Damn it! It's like a cat catching a mouse.

Lan Xing said viciously in his heart, then took out the dagger with his right hand, and reluctantly cut off the part of the crossbow that exposed his skin.

On the upper floor, Qiancang watched the man in black sink to the floor, he filled the crossbow bolts again.

"There is still nothing worth noting. After all, where is the problem?" Qiancang shook his head.

Different from Qiancangyi's somewhat leisurely course of action, Lan Xing is desperately fleeing. At this moment, he finally realized what it means to be a dead end. In the previous movies, he still had a newcomer who could block the knife. Even if it didn't help, he also had a companion who was a senior actor asking for help. After all, although his behavior with the newcomer was shameful, he would not touch the other senior actors. Bottom line.

Because while using newcomers, he will also tell some more important things, which can be said to be something newcomers need to know. This knowledge will help newcomers to a certain extent.

Therefore, to a certain extent, Bluestar and the newcomer are making a ‘deal’.

"I don't want to die here." Lan Xing clenched his right hand and punched the wall.

At the same time, he also caught a glimpse of the man in black who used the skill to descend from the upper level.

"Those scum!" Lan Xing took a step forward and continued to run forward. Now, as long as he stops, he will die.

Of course, maybe not, after all, he was the first.

"Why, why am I..." Lan Xing ran two steps and then looked back. The reason for this was that his legs had already begun to tremble, which meant that he could no longer support it.

"Why do I have such bad luck... Shouldn't the script be that they were chased and killed, and then I killed three and survived by myself?" Lan Xing suddenly coughed and stopped.

For some reason, a power suddenly appeared in his heart.

By the way, since I am destined to die, I might as well pull a back cushion. Although Cang Yi can't fight head-on, the other two women are different, hum, it’s not a loss to think so!

When the man in black was about to touch his back, he raised his right leg again.

Compared with difficult survival, gorgeous death can also provide motivation.

...

"Hmm... didn't you hide on the first floor?" Qiancang walked in a leisurely manner, "By the way, where did they go?"

Ahead, around the corner, a figure of a shadow puppet appeared, and Jing Huashui followed her, to be precise, Jing Huashui was barely following behind the shadow puppet.

"What's wrong with her?" Qiancang asked.

"I'm fine." Jing Huashui quickly replied before opening the shadow play.

"It looks like you haven't slept in 48 hours." Qiancang looked around, "When did it happen? Did you suddenly feel tired?"

"Yeah." Jing Huashui knew that she couldn't hide it, she originally planned to hold on.

"About twenty minutes ago." The shadow play thought for a while.

"Is that so?" Qian Cang lowered his head and thought for a while, "Swallowing Ling, is it the situation of swallowing your current state?" He looked up at Jing Huashui.

Hearing Qian Cangyi's words, Jing Huashui was stunned, "It seems that there is such a possibility..." She was about to say more, but her footsteps suddenly became unstable, and then she fell to the ground.

"What's wrong?" The shadow play was a little nervous.

Qian Cangyi squatted next to Jing Huashui and probed his nose, "Tired?" He himself didn't quite believe this statement, "This may be the clue, Bei Chengji might have encountered the same thing."

"Then what should I do now?" The shadow play turned his face sideways.

"Bei Chengji hit me with an arrow, plus the injury you caused last night, so now he is dying and struggling. If he sees Jing Huashui sleeping on the ground, he will probably do it directly. Taking her is too dangerous. It’s better to find a place to hide it.” Qiancang looked around, then dragged Jing Huashui into the room, “Hide the bottom of the bed first, I hope she won’t mind.”

"By the way, can you talk about the specific situation? When she felt tired, did anything special or different happen? Anything is fine." Qiancang glanced out the window, the sun was shining.

It's a pity that everyone is not in the mood to appreciate it at this time.

"Yes!" The shadow puppet nodded, and then said about the fact that I and Jing Huashui had checked the room for other creatures just now, "So she and I did not continue to hide, but left the room."

"But her exhaustion has not disappeared." Qian Cang glanced at Jing Huashui lying under the bed.

"Huh, that's the case. No wonder there will be a period of calm. The black ball, or the spirit swallower, does not use the actor's skills by default. It also needs a process of absorption, that is, the spirit swallower's The attack method, in addition to its own attack method, the rest of the attack method is to first absorb and then release."

"How did you absorb it?" Qiancang asked, just asking himself.

"But then again~www.ltnovel.com~Chang Yeshuo shouldn't fail to realize this, unless they were already very tired at the time. If they had only experienced the rest area once, then they would indeed have such a situation. "

"The black ball... the black ball... mysterious and indestructible..."

"Could it be for..." The shadow play suddenly thought of something.

"Attract attention." Qiancang smiled at the corner of his mouth. "The soul swallower should be called the soul stealer. It is like a thief who plays two roles, one attracts our attention on the bright side. Power, the other is copying our skills in secret."

"By the way, what did you just want to say? You can also say it, maybe it's a different way of thinking." Qiancang said to a shadow puppet.

"Uh... nothing..." The shadow play smiled awkwardly.

Will it be to absorb our attack methods, so as to ensure that it cannot be destroyed when it is deformed. Forget it, it's better not to say it, anyway, even if it is, it doesn't make much sense, it's all over.

The shadow play said in his heart.