infinite danger

Chapter 157

Looking at the expectant eyes of the boy with glasses, Ye Xiao smiled helplessly, and said to Ji Siwei, "Take care of this side, and come back as soon as you go."

Ji Siwei: "Okay."

After a while, Ye Xiao came back with someone, and his tone was not optimistic: "The device cannot be turned off."

"When you are pulled into the fantasy space, your phone can't be turned off. This should be the protection mechanism of the fantasy space." Ji Swei thought for a while, then turned to ask the supervisor: "Where is the switch for the cinema, we need to cut off the power once."

The supervisor pointed to a wall near the ticket office: "It's there, but there is still a movie that hasn't ended, and there are about twenty spectators in auditorium 1."

Ji Siwei asked: "When will the show end?"

The supervisor looked at his watch and quickly replied: "That movie is relatively short, and it will end in ten minutes."

"Turn off the power after the audience leaves the cinema, and take out all the things that can be illuminated first." Ji Siwei glanced at the staff in front of him: "Are all the staff here?"

The supervisor counted the number of people, and said, "There are two guys in the No. 1 screening hall, except for them, everyone else is here."

Ji Siwei said: "When the power goes out, let everyone gather, don't disperse the action."

The supervisor nodded hastily: "Understood, I'll let them come over later."

"Director, let me pull the switch later, I'm more courageous!" A boy volunteered.

"Then leave it to you." The supervisor waved his hand and told another person: "Xiao Chen, go to the counter and find out the emergency lights."

Xiao Chen responded, and trotted to the counter, pulled out two lights, turned them on and placed them on the table.

Ten minutes later, the movie ended on time.

The staff quickly evacuated the audience and closed the doors of the cinema.

Everyone turned on the backlight of their mobile phones, and the person who pulled the switch was also in place.

Ye Xiao was considerate, and said softly to Ji Siwei: "Pindao went to the No. 3 screening room to watch, Pindao was worried that You Tingting's mood would be unstable just after he came out of the illusion."

Different from others, You Tingting is willing to sink into the illusion, forcibly destroying her "dream", without knowing what the consequences will be.

After all, she is a demon at heart.

Ji Siwei reminded: "Be careful, call me for help if she runs away."

Ye Xiao smiled: "Don't worry, I can handle it."

After Ye Xiao walked to No. 3 Screening Hall, Ji Siwei ordered in a cold voice, "Turn off the power."

As soon as the voice fell, the boy pulled the switch, and with a "beep", all the equipment in the cinema stopped working, and the lights on the ceiling went out at the same time.

The backlight of the mobile phone is gathered together, like the faint starlight in the night, barely driving out a small piece of darkness.

Knowing that there are ghosts in the movie theater, all the staff members were heartbroken.

No one dared to make a sound.

The movie theater was so quiet that only the sound of heavy breathing remained.

This kind of quietness made fear quietly sprout in the bottom of my heart.

Ji Siwei looked into the depths of the darkness, and summoned the little puppet in his heart: "Little puppet, come to me."

This time, he finally got a response.

"Master?" A vague and uncertain voice sounded in my heart.

The illusion space is forced to shut down, and power off is useful.

Hearing the puppet's voice again, Ji Siwei felt a little complicated, and he said briefly, "I'll wait for you in the lobby of the movie theater."

"boom!"

There was a loud bang from the passageway of the auditorium, as if something had hit the door heavily.

Ji Siwei heard Ye Xiao's forbearing voice: "You Tingting, calm down, otherwise the poor will do something."

You Tingting obviously didn't listen to the advice, and shouted hysterically: "Give him back to me!"

There was another loud bang.

It seems that Ye Xiao has been tossed a lot.

Ye Xiao persuaded: "Be sober, it's just an illusion."

You Tingting seemed to have lost his mind, and roared: "I'm happy, don't worry about it!"

Hearing these movements, the staff became more and more frightened.

The supervisor was a little more courageous, and asked Ji Siwei in a low voice: "Master, is everything alright?"

"It's okay, he can handle it." Ji Siwei raised his eyes and said to the supervisor, "Let the staff turn on the switch."

"It will be all right soon?" the supervisor asked in a low voice.

Ji Siwei: "Yes, hurry up."

The supervisor quickly shouted at the top of his voice: "Ah Liang, push the switch up!"

"Immediately." Ah Liang responded, and there was a light bang over there, but the lights in the hall did not turn on.

Ah Liang wondered: "I have already turned on the switch, why is there no response?"

"Are you sure you've pushed them all up?" The manager gritted his teeth, pulled himself together and went to Ah Liang to check: "It's really all pushed up. Is the switch broken? No one can come at this time. build."

A Liang guessed in a low voice: "Could it be that the power went out just now?"

The supervisor shook his head: "I didn't receive a power outage notice."

At this moment, the little puppet returned to Ji Siwei's side, it floated in front of Ji Siwei, and said softly: "Master, I'm here."

It circled around Ji Siwei and stopped in front of him again, looking into Ji Siwei's eyes with a disappointed expression.

Perhaps it was because it discovered that the owner in front of it was not exactly the same as the one it had just seen.

"Tiger tooth."

The ghost boy quietly appeared next to Ji Siwei.

He was holding a small puppet in his hand, and he looked a little depressed.

Ji Siwei patted him on the shoulder: "Just come back."

The staff member closest to Ji Siwei couldn't see the ghost boy, watched Ji Siwei raise his hand to pat the air, and talked to himself, breaking out in a cold sweat: "Master, what did you say?"

Ji Siwei: "Nothing."

If the staff knew, there was a hundred-year-old ghost standing in front of him, and it was estimated that the seven souls and six souls would scare off one soul and one soul.

Ji Siwei walked to the switch and checked briefly.

no problem.

Ji Siwei frowned, and a thought flashed in his mind, trying to calmly remind the staff: "Ghosts may appear, everyone be careful."

Even though his tone was unassuming, it caused panic.

Although no one spoke, the sound of breathing became visibly quicker.

Someone slowly squatted down and let out a suppressed sob.

The supervisor's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he pretended to be strong and squeezed out an ugly smile: "Everyone, don't panic, there will be no accident with the master."

Someone whispered: "That's what I said, but I'm still scared."

As soon as this sentence came out, other people also responded one after another, as if only making a sound could relieve their fear.

"You know, I've seen a ghost image in a movie theater with my own eyes, and now I can't control the imagination in my head at all, I always feel that it will suddenly appear..."

"Stop talking, woo woo woo... I'm really scared..." A girl cried softly: "Can I get out of here first?"

Seeing the fear spread rapidly among the crowd, Ji Siwei knocked on the counter with his fingers, and raised his voice and asked, "Everyone, have any of you seen the help-seeking post about Jiangbian Cinema on the Yangcheng Ghost Forum?"

The crowd was quiet for a few seconds, and the supervisor weakly raised his hand: "We have all seen it, just [-] minutes ago, I saw it when I was wandering in the browser, and forwarded it to the work group..."

Ji Siwei felt a headache.

They could have been allowed to leave the movie theater first, but now everyone has become a target that Feng Lin can attack, even if they leave the movie theater, they cannot guarantee safety.

A retweeted the entire work group.

"Why hasn't the power supply been restored yet?" Ye Xiao walked to Ji Siwei with the eight-tailed cat in one hand and You Tingting's puppet in the other.

When the eight-tailed cat saw Ji Siwei, it immediately abandoned Ye Xiao, threw itself into Ji Siwei's arms, and rubbed its soft head against Ji Siwei's neck.

Ji Siwei gently stroked its head, silently comforting it.

You Tingting's puppet had a piece of talisman paper attached to its body, its eyes were open and it remained motionless.

"The switch is on, but there is no power. I have checked the switch, and there is no problem, and the lights outside the theater are on. It is impossible that only the inside of the theater has a power outage." Ji Siwei analyzed slowly: "Now there are two possibilities. The first one is that the wind Lin fiddled with the electric switch; the second, the light was already on, but we all fell into a hallucination, because all these stupid kids read that forum post."

Although the situation is not optimistic, Ye Xiao couldn't help laughing when he heard Ji Siwei call these staff members "stupid children" It was so big, I thought he would hide and shiver."

"What happened to that forum post? I just reposted it to the group because the host said it was true, to remind everyone to be careful." The supervisor was a little flustered, and asked nervously, "Did I get into trouble... "

Ye Xiao said: "You have caused trouble. Forum posts are a medium for ghosts to harm people. It can only hurt people who have seen forum posts."

The supervisor almost cried: "Oh my god, it's all my fault, I'm sorry everyone."

Others also chattered, but they didn't dare to speak too loudly.

"The situation is still under control, so you don't need to panic too much." Ye Xiao said lazily, "However, be careful now, because it is nearby."

Hearing Ye Xiao's words, Ji Siwei shook his head - he didn't seem to be comforting them, but seemed to be scaring them.

At this moment, all the lights in the hall were extinguished.

The staff screamed in unison.

Someone said in a trembling voice, "Is my phone out of battery?"

A male voice lowered his voice and said to her: "Fool, all our backlights are also turned off, it's a ghost coming!"

Hearing the pain in his temple, the supervisor suggested: "From now on, don't say the word 'ghost' loudly, can we replace this word with other words?"

Ye Xiao laughed softly: "I think it's okay, just use 'sand sculpture' instead."

"Crack!" There was a crisp applause from the crowd.

Sounds like a heavy fan.

A heavy voice cried out in pain: "Oh, who the hell hit me?"

"It's me!" A girl accused angrily, "Rogue! Who told you to touch my ass in the dark!"

The heavy voice quickly denied: "I don't have it!"

The girl snorted coldly: "Who else can it be if you touch it, you are the closest to me."

The heavy voice paused, and said in a low voice: "Don't forget, there are ghosts here now... There are 'sand sculptures', maybe the 'sand sculptures' touched your ass!"

The girl's voice raised two degrees: "I think you are quite a sand sculpture!"

The others quickly persuaded: "Okay, okay, you all stop arguing."

The girl was still angry: "He took the opportunity to eat my tofu, can I not be angry?"

A scream sounded in the darkness: "Someone is blowing wind in my ear!"

Another voice said: "Who is touching my feet..."

"I feel something on my back, wet..."

"Calm down, don't scare yourself."

"Wait, did you hear something?"

The crowd fell silent briefly.

"Boom..."

"Dong dong..."

There was a strange noise somewhere, as if something heavy was beating on the ground.

The sound is getting closer.

Ji Siwei's eyelashes blinked slightly, and he asked Ye Xiao in a low voice: "Can you feel where he is?"

Feng Lin has been manipulating the illusion, but the body has never appeared, and Ji Siwei can't catch his breath.

Before Ye Xiao could answer, the ghost boy suddenly said, "Huya, I know where he is, give him to me."

Ghost boys are rarely so active, presumably because they were affected by the illusion space.

Ji Swei thought for a while: "Brother Nalan, you go, but don't hurt ordinary people."

"Russing rustling... rustling..."

There was the sound of thousands of feet crawling on the ground, and the centipede raised by the ghost boy was crawling quickly on the ground.

A worker said in a barely audible voice: "It seems that something crawled past me."

Someone responded: "I feel it too, I have goosebumps."

After about a minute passed, the lights in the hall came on.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief in unison.

The supervisor wiped the sweat off his face and squatted down with a pale face.

A Liang hurriedly asked concerned: "Director, are you alright?"

The supervisor waved his hand and said with difficulty: "It's just that the legs are a little weak."

Ah Liang carefully looked around: "Is it over? Has that 'sand sculpture' left?"

In the center of the hall, a huge centipede tightly wrapped around a man with a pale face.

The man was still struggling, but the harder he tried, the tighter the centipede entangled, almost strangling his body and soul.

After being severely injured twice, his soul and body became much weaker, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to break free from the centipede's shackles.

This is the first time Ye Xiao saw Fenglin's true face. He walked up to Fenglin and put a black knife on his neck: "You are very courageous. You dare to come out to be a demon when your soul is so weak."

"What if it succeeds." Feng Lin showed no fear at all, "Stop talking so much nonsense, if you want to kill or cut, you will do as you please."

The staff couldn't see Centipede and Feng Lin, they could only see Ye Xiao talking into the air.

This scene was extremely strange, and they were terrified in their hearts, and they all backed away in unison.

Fear turned into fear, they still couldn't restrain their curiosity, and kept paying attention to Ye Xiao's movements.

Ye Xiao threw out a talisman paper from his sleeve, wiped his eyes, and looked at Feng Lin again.

The scene before Feng Lin's death appeared before his eyes.

Ye Xiao sighed inconspicuously: "It's true that you died a miserable death. You could have a good pregnancy in your next life, but you insist on staying in the world to die."

"Death?" Fenglin smiled ironically, "You don't understand my pain at all. Nothing in this life is over. No matter how good the reincarnation is in the next life, it has nothing to do with me."

Ye Xiao looked down on him a little bit: "What you call ending is just playing a killing game here, are those innocent people who died because of you wronged or not?"

Feng Lin's face gradually distorted: "Flies don't bite seamless eggs..."

Ye Xiao interrupted him: "You still have some self-knowledge, you know that you are a fly."

Feng Lin glared angrily: "Why do you want to humiliate me again, please just end it, I'm not afraid of losing my mind."

"What good thing do you think, it's too easy to let your soul fly away." Ye Xiao tilted his head, and said with a half-smile: "Your account, I will sue Youming, and let the king of hell settle the account with you. Rest assured, you will definitely pay a heavy price for the crime you committed."

There was a trace of fear in Feng Lin's cold eyes.

A small transparent glass bottle appeared in Ye Xiao's palm. He pulled out the cork, pointed the mouth of the bottle at Feng Lin, and whispered a spell. Feng Lin and the huge centipede were sucked into the glass. Inside the bottle, Ye Xiao quickly closed the cap.

Feng Lin's soul body became the size of a thumb, and was chased by a centipede twice his size.

The ghost boy quietly floated in front of Ye Xiao, and asked him: "Why did you put the little centipede in the bottle too!"

Ye Xiao shook the bottle, with a bit of embarrassment on his face: "I'm sorry, sorry, I made a mistake in the operation, and I will return it to you when I go back."

The ghost boy snorted coldly, and suddenly whispered a word in Ye Xiao's ear.

Ji Siwei couldn't hear clearly, so he narrowed his eyes.

The ghost boy was actually whispering to Ye Xiao.

Ye Xiao patted the ghost boy on the shoulder, and suggested sincerely: "Even if you can use his ability to create a permanent illusion space, I suggest you not to do so, it will only make your obsession deeper."

Ji Siwei suddenly realized.

It seems that the ghost boy is reluctant to part with his mother.

If you create a fantasy space, you can go in and stay for a while from time to time.

The ghost boy lowered his head and walked back behind Ji Siwei without saying a word.

It seems that the idea was dismissed.

The supervisor plucked up his courage and walked to Ye Xiao: "Master, have you caught the 'Sand Sculpture' yet?"

Ye Xiao said: "It's done, you can get off work."

The supervisor asked the hearts of all the staff: "Will that ghost never appear again?"

Ye Xiao smiled at him kindly: "Yes, if you want to go to bad luck, you can add me to WeChat to make an appointment, and acquaintances will get [-]% off."

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