Horror Studio

This is very strange. I remember that Tong Xiang and the others said that Lu Cun’s birthday was three days later, but at that time Poushazhuang had been cleaned by the tide of infants and ghosts, and the four of them were basically dead. Why do they start now? Celebrated? Is it to celebrate in the Yin Cao Jifu?

Qiancang pursed his lips, more and more questions.

Because there is no more information, he intends to wait and see for a while, and now he can't do anything anyway.

"Eh, okay, Erniu, this peach is for you to eat." Lu Zan, haha, handed a huge birthday peach to Erniu.

"Thank you, grandpa!" After Er Niu took the peach, he hopped and ran away.

Immediately afterwards, the people at the main table started eating and chatted a lot with each other. Most of them were some jokes, and some of the content was related to the'goods', but no matter what they talked about, they seemed to be happy, as if they were mutually exclusive. There is no gap between them, and it is very harmonious.

In the lively atmosphere, a woman arrived late.

Qiancang glanced at it and found that it was Zuo Ying. Zuo Ying was dressed up at this time. Among the people present, although she might not be the most beautiful one, she was definitely the most dazzling one.

After reaching Zuo Shan's side, Zuo Ying gently kneaded Zuo Shan's chest with a pair of skillful hands.

"Husband, I'm sorry, I'm late, you know that our women's makeup is a very time-consuming thing, or I will fine three glasses of alcohol." Zuo Ying's face is bright and brilliant.

"Hey, today Boss Lu has his birthday, what three cups did you fine with me? Go talk to Mrs. Lu!" Zuo Shan pretended to be deliberately angry.

Zuo Ying squeezed Zuo Shan's chest lightly, then picked up Zuo Shan's wine glass and walked towards Lu Zan.

This harmonious scene made Qiancangyi, who had spent three days in Pushazhuang, feel extremely strange.

At this moment, Zuo Ying had already come to Lu Cuan's side, and immediately after, Zuo Ying lowered her head and said a few words softly in Lu Cuan's ear. Although she didn't know what she said, it made Lu Cuan laugh. After the two clinked their glasses, they drank them all in one fell swoop.

The scene began to move again, only this time, it moved in the direction of Fengxia River.

The scene stopped before and after arriving at Fengxia River.

The clear river water is shimmering, and the quietly flowing Fengxia River and the villagers of Pushazhuang who occasionally cross the bridge form a pastoral landscape painting that makes people linger.

The scene moves again.

This time he went straight into the Fengxia River.

As the depth increases, the visibility of the river water is gradually decreasing and getting darker.

But Qian Cangyi didn't feel any discomfort in his body, as if he wasn't really at the bottom of the river now. Soon, some dim light appeared at the bottom of the river. The source of this light was completely unexplainable. It seemed that it was produced entirely for Qiancangyi to be able to see things at the bottom of the river clearly.

The bones of countless babies covered the entire river bed, looking terrifying under the dim light.

The scene got closer, and Qian Cangyi was able to observe the baby's bones carefully at this time.

He saw a lot of stones tied to the bones of these babies, let alone bones at this time, even if there is still flesh and buoyancy, with the gravity of these stones, it is impossible to float at all.

A crucian carp swam past the Qiancang, looking very fat.

Could it be that……

Qian Cangyi had an idea in his mind. Although it has nothing to do with whether the movie is passed or not, but if it is really like guessing, then this will be a very depressing thing for him, and the degree may not be inferior. The impact on him at the end of the upper movie.

The scene turns again.

This time, I returned to the main table celebrating Lu Cun's sixty-fifth birthday.

"There should be no mistake in that matter, right?" Lu Cuan asked Wang Pan in a low voice.

"Lao Lu, don't worry about me, I've been doing things for so many years, don't you still believe me?" Wang Pan smiled, with a confident expression on his face.

"Inspector Wang, depending on what you said, can I not worry about your work?" Lu Zan raised his glass, "I am sorry, toast you a glass!"

"Eh eh eh, you are today's birthday star, how can you respect me? Or I respect you!" Wang Pan blocked Lu Cuan.

After the two of them finished drinking, Wang Pan let out a ‘tsk’.

"The policeman named Chang Shuo was very vigilant, but he still didn't realize who he was offending. Right now, he is probably lying at the bottom of the mountain and feeding the wild dogs... As for the man named Bai Hanyan, I also let him accompany him. Chang Shuo is together." After Wang Pan finished speaking, he had another drink.

"It turns out that this is the case, then we can rest assured." Yan Xuan nodded, and put a piece of pork belly into his mouth.

really……

Qiancang sighed.

The scene changes again. As soon as Qiancang feels that his perspective is gradually being raised, after reaching a certain height, he starts to move quickly. For Qiancang, this feeling is like traveling in the clouds, and it is not through an airplane.

Soon, the moving perspective suddenly stopped and began to fall.

Finally, I entered an ordinary two-bedroom and one-living house ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The hall was cleaned up. On the sofa were two elderly people who were nearly half a hundred years old. They looked sad and haggard. It seems very sad. The TV set opposite the sofa is playing news broadcasts, and above the TV, there is a black and white photo of a person hanging.

The face of the person in the photo is exactly that of Qian Cangyi.

Obviously, the person in the photo is Chang Shuo, and the two old people on the sofa are Chang Shuo's parents.

"My wife, do you think it would be nice if our children weren't that stubborn?" Chang Shuo's mother said, her voice weak, as if she was about to die.

"He, it's this character, I can't change it, I can't change it..." Chang Shuo's father shook his head.

"I didn't expect him to go like this all of a sudden. If we were a bit tougher at the beginning, it wouldn't matter if we didn't let him continue to be a policeman. Now...the white-haired person sends the black-haired person..." Chang Shuo's mother said and cried. .

"Old lady, don't cry, people are gone, what's the point of saying this now?" Although Chang Shuo's father was trying to persuade others, his own voice began to choke.

"Can't I just talk about it? Nobody is gone, I can't talk anymore?" Chang Shuo's mother cried out.

"Well, don't cry, just say it, I'll talk with you..." Chang Shuo's father turned to help his wife wipe the tears, but these tears can't be wiped dry, as if they will never be shed.

Chang Shuo's mother finally couldn't help it, and she cried completely with a ‘ooh’, and then threw herself in the arms of Chang Shuo’s father, and the two hugged each other like this.

As soon as Qiancang walked to the TV, he stretched his hands towards the frame with black and white photos.

But his hand doesn't seem to exist in this world at all, and it completely passes through the frame.

"Sorrow..." Qian Cang turned his head and whispered to Chang Shuo's parents.