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Chapter 13 the bride of death
The brightly lit cinema is cut off from the outside world.
There is no staff, no audience, not even any images of the screen in front of it.
If it were not for the bright lights, the environment would be almost suffocating.
"Why are you making such a noise?" A man with a shaggy beard showed a headache and could not help rubbing his temples. "do you want to see the anger after a hangover?"
"and haven't you forgotten the most important thing?" The hangover man narrowed his eyes and looked around. "Why are we here?" Who are you? "
"you're already drunk, and of course you don't remember anything." The working woman sneered, took a small bag that looked expensive, took a look at the outermost Su Qingxing, and then turned to leave.
"I'm leaving, too." The cowboy looked gentle, but he also ignored the words of the handsome teenager and the hangover man, "Sorry, I have to give a lesson to the students."
There was not much space in the cinema, and the two men soon went to the door of the cinema, holding the handle and trying to open the heavy door.
But no matter how hard the two men pushed and pulled, the exit door of the cinema remained motionless.
"Open the door! Is there anyone! " The working woman finally found something wrong and kicked the door with the heel of the murder weapon, but there was still no movement in front of the door. "what's wrong with your cinema?" I want to talk to your manager, and I want to file a complaint against you! Understandalone! "
"get out of the way. I'll try to hit the door!" The usual smile on the cowboy's face finally disappeared and took a few steps back. after seeing the workplace woman giving way, he took a deep breath and bumped into it with a sound of "ah".
"Boom!"
The front door of the cinema is still motionless.
"what is this?" The cowboy hit the door several times in a row and finally stopped panting. "is that a TV prank?" Is there already a camera staring at us and watching us make a fool of ourselves? "
"is there anyone!" The working woman shouted into the small window of the movie, but there was no response at all except for the echo of the cinema.
"take a rest." The hangover man lay on the seat of the cinema like a pool of water. "anyway, I guess one of you can't make money today, and the other can't teach, understand?."
Hearing the hangover man deliberately refute himself with his own mantra, he blushed with femininity in the workplace, directly took off his high heels and threw them in the past, right in the forehead of the hangover man!
"I'm upset enough. Take us out if you can. If you can't, don't beep!" The workplace woman said, took out a mobile phone from her bag, opened the screen and looked, "even there is no signal, this is a stupid cinema."
"I think this little brother might know something." The hangover man reached out and threw back the workplace woman's shoes. "didn't he just say he had seen this horror movie?" Maybe he's the only one of us who knows something. "
"well, my shoes are very expensive! Who gives you permission to throw it around! " Women in the workplace look wide-eyed, as if they are going to walk over and beat each other up.
"if you're a baby, don't throw it over! Beautiful-female! " The hangover man also roared impatiently and specially lengthened the last slightly sarcastic title.
Su Qingxing has been sitting quietly in the side seat, carefully looking at the four people except him.
To Su Qingxing's surprise, there seemed to be no senior among the four people, who were either confused or didn't seem to understand the current situation.
Without the arrogant opening of the seniors and being in a seemingly normal environment, Su Qingxing felt that this time his job might be a little easier than before.
"kid, what on earth is this horror movie about?" The hangover man tried to open his eyes wide, but his eyes were not big. "this may be the only information we know now, so tell me about it."
"Hmm!" The expression of the handsome teenager looked particularly excited. "in fact, the film was really good-looking. It was about the heroine going to the film premiere of the Bride of death, only to find that the originally full cinema suddenly became silent. Most of the audience disappeared instantly, leaving only five people left in the cinema."
As soon as the teenager had finished his words, everyone quieted down.
The working girl could not help holding her arm, as if she suddenly felt that the air conditioner in the cinema was very cold and shivered a little.
Even the hangover man's eyes are wide open.
If what the teenager said is true, then the plot of the movie he talked about is very similar to their current situation, isn't it?
The premiere of the Bride of death.
There are only five of them in the studio.
"then, the picture suddenly appeared in the screen of the movie, where there was nothing, and the legendary god of death finally appeared." The tone of the teenager's narration was so intoxicated that Su Qingxing, who was quietly listening, had a very bad premonition.
In the real world, there are really people who are obsessed with an unfashionable horror movie. Has it come to this?
Su Qingxing can understand the fanaticism in the eyes of teenagers, which is definitely not a simple love and obsession with the film, but the worship of death in horror movies. Infatuation.
"it turned out that the five people left in the studio were all candidates for the bride of death. But the five candidate brides have to pass the test of death, and the last one who survives can really become the wife of death. " The light of longing appeared in the teenager's eyes.
"the bride? Ha! " The hangover man suddenly laughed, "wouldn't it be too miserable to ask us as candidates?" Wouldn't death have such a bad eye for four big men and a fierce woman? "
"Bah, it's just a story, and only fools take it seriously!" The workplace woman glared at the hangover man. "there are a lot of people chasing me, understand??."
"Little brother, what is the trial of death?" While the two men were quarrelling, the man in jeans came over and said, "it's not going to let us." No, the five candidates kill each other, right? "
"since it is a horror movie, of course there will be a lot of scary pictures." There is an inexplicable confidence on the teenager's face. "if you show an expression of fear in the trial, not only will the trial fail, but even the candidate himself will die!" Only those who are really not afraid of death are qualified to walk side by side with death! "
"can't you show a look of fear?" The cowboy looked thoughtful. "God bless this is just a TV prank."
"Boom!"
As soon as the cowboy's voice fell, the curtain in the cinema suddenly lit up, the grand background music roared in everyone's ears, and white and black particles converged from around the curtain to the center.
When the music reached a high place, the white and black particles flew out of the curtain like broken glass, and finally stayed in Su Qingxing. After a series of stunning gorgeous reorganization, finally.
A skull wearing a cloak and holding a sickle appeared in the middle of the cinema. The broken corners of the cloak were windless, and the white cold surrounded the skeleton's death, making the temperature in the cinema drop again!
While everyone's eyes were focused on the skeleton death, Su Qingxing quietly took out his mobile phone, took a picture of the skeleton death and sent it directly to cinnabar to praise the delicacy of his work.
I have to say, the cloak, skull and sickle seem to be the human impression of death.
The next second, Su Qingxing received a reply from a friend
Cinnabar: this is the work I finished before I met the god of death. Please wait for me for a minute!
One minute? Wait a minute for what?
"Welcome to the trial of death." Before Su Qingxing responded to the news sent by cinnabar, he heard a strong voice from the skeleton god of death.
That voice is nothing like the god of death I have seen before, and it is no wonder that cinnabar, which has always pursued perfection, emphasizes that this is only a work done before seeing death himself.
"death!" When he saw death in mid-air, the teenager completely ignored whether such a picture was reasonable or not, and there was a fanatical light in his eyes. "death is coming!" This is really "the bride of death", we have traveled to the movie!
"death. Really handsome. "
Su Qingxing was very close to the teenager, so he heard the teenager's whisper.
"the bride I am looking for is among the five of you." Death, the skeleton of Levitate in mid-air, said again, "No fear, no screams, no death." Only such a perfect existence can be. "
At this point, the skeleton god of death suddenly grabbed the cloak with the white bones of his five fingers and threw it backwards. A storm of black and white particles reappeared, as if death was reorganizing his body!
The next second, the god of death in Su Qingxing's eyes is no longer the skeleton with a sickle, but the silver-haired and black-eyed death he saw not long ago!
Indifferent and stern, the obsidian eyes seemed to be watching everyone.
Death in mid-air stretched out his hand gracefully.
"only such a perfect existence can be. My bride. "
The low magnetic voice is exactly the same as Su Qingxing's memory of death, although it is as unsmiling as the real one, but when death just stands in front of you and holds out his hand, it seems like a strange invitation or even a marriage proposal.
From bones and skeletons to handsome men with silver hair and black eyes, all five people in the studio stood there, some of whom had a rapid heartbeat and flushed cheeks.
The influence of this charm seems to have nothing to do with whether the object is male or female.
Now, Su Qingxing finally understands what cinnabar means by "wait a minute". The tech geek only took a minute to change the original setting of "Skeleton death" and reset it to the real death!
"I do!"
To Su Qingxing's shock, the young man in the shirt, who still doesn't know his name, rushed out and tried to pounce on death in mid-air. When the teenager looked at the brand-new god of death in mid-air, his eyes were so hot that he felt a little frightening.
"death! Let me be your bride and take me away! Death! "
"death!"
The fanatical voice of the teenager surrounded the cinema, allowing Su Qingxing and three other people to open their eyes and see for the first time that there was such a thing in the world. Paranoia?
No matter what happened to the teenager, he seemed to have long regarded himself as the bride of death and regarded it as a supreme honor.
In the face of this understanding, Su Qingxing's feelings are slightly mixed.
The author has something to say: the outline of this story is almost ready. Are your little hearts ready?
The teenager is not a Torah, but his paranoia is the main reason why he went to hell.