MTL - I’ve Transmigrated Into This Movie Before-Chapter 155 Kill ghost

"I still can't believe you."

The dancers on the stage stopped, and today there have been too many accidents. Originally, I thought that changing people could return to normal, but Ning Yuren said to himself.

"If you don't want us to participate in the dance, you can tell us directly." Ning Yuren said, "But you said nothing, but led us all the way into the village."

It is not only Ning Ning who can see the mask person, but Ning Yu person as well.

On the day they first came to the village, the car broke down on the road and was arguing whether to go back or move on. Ning Qing appeared. He could have warned them, or told them to stop when they followed him. Leave this village ...

But he didn't say a word of reminder.

He led them step by step into the village.

"You want us to participate in the dance, is this candidate Ning Ning, or me?" Ning Yuren was silent for a moment and came to the answer, "... Ning Ning."

"Who are you talking to?" Asked one dancer. Although the others didn't speak, they looked around, their stiff limbs were stiff, and their hairs were rising.

Not only them, the audience in the audience did not press the conversation. Some people said it loudly, as if this could drive away the fear in their hearts.

Ning Yuren didn't answer each other's questions. She still looked at Ning Qing and said: "Later I had a chance to replace Ning Ning, the village chief agreed, but you disagree ... When we found her in the well, she Put on your mask. "

When Ning Ning was found, she was overstretched and could not open her eyes weakly. Ning Yuren wanted to use this as an excuse to borrow a car to take her to the county hospital. But because of this mask, where was she? Can't go.

The mask that has been missing for decades, the Ning family who has been missing for decades, the villagers are afraid of losing any of them.

Even by force, she should be kept.

"This is fate." The village chief even made excuses for the actions of others and others. "Some people's fate is destined, such as Ning Ning. As soon as we engage in ancestor worship, she returns and loses her mask. After so long, she found it as soon as she came back. What wasn't it? She was destined to return to the village to be the landlord. "

"This is really a joke." Ning Yuren hugged Ning Ning tightly, such as a mother holding a newborn child who was helpless, "I gave birth to a daughter born in October, and I raised her so hard, You say, 'She deserves it', take her away from me ... "

"Let go!"

"Do not!"

People from the village rushed up, tore her off from Ning Ning, and then locked her into a loft with Cui Hongmei.

The phone was taken away on the road, her voice could not be transmitted, and the outside voice could not be transmitted. She lived like a year, and has been sitting still until now. It was not him who released it.

"... Is Ning Qing?" A dancer swallowed, and said with some trembling, "Are you ... talking to Ning Qing?"

He didn't say that. It was okay. As soon as he said, half of the people on the stage were lost immediately, and the remaining half were backed up to the edge of the stage. Off the stage.

"Ning Yuren, don't pretend to be a ghost there!" The village chief rushed over with a cane, angrily, "I thought I didn't know what you were doing? You were acting!"

After that, he waved the crutch in his hand and caught up with the dancers who had previously stepped down: "Go up, all up! People of all ages will still be fooled! She is an actor, acting for her It's commonplace, there's nothing Ning Qing here, it's rotten to bones ... "

Before he finished speaking, his jaw suddenly hurt.

"Ouch!" The village chief raised his hand and found that he had lost a large beard, and like that night, an invisible hand was loosened in front of his eyes, and the white beard fell to the ground one by one. Covered with snow.

What is visible to the naked eye is more convincing than anything.

With the village chief as the center, a large circle was vacated immediately around the house, and everyone looked at him like a bird of surprise.

There was a sweat on the village chief's back. He slowly looked up at Ning Yuren, but found that Ning Yuren looked behind him and said, "Ning Ning, can you see clearly and hear clearly?"

She said so much, not to act as a show to the people in the village, nor to intimidate the village chief so that he could stop sacrificing ancestors. She was talking to Ning Ning so that Ning Ning would not be caught in the drum.

"Of course the people in the village can't be trusted, but he ..." Ning Yuren looked at Ning Qing. "It can't be trusted either. He is your grandfather, but he is also a masked person."

Ning Qing didn't refute her from beginning to end, at this moment just turned back and smiled at her, and then continued to walk towards Ningning.

"Even if your loved one becomes a masked person, it will become untrustworthy." Ning Yuren's voice followed him, bitter and helpless, "He does not necessarily want to hurt you, he just thinks It's good for you, but sometimes this 'good', you don't want to ... "

Ning Qingdun stepped in front of Ning Ning.

"Look, I said it." He looked down at her and sighed. "No matter what I say or do, she will doubt me ... because I'm a masked person. That's why I can't find her, only Can find your reason. "

Ning Ning held Wen Yu in her arms, and looked at him with complicated eyes.

Ning Qing previously told her that Ning Yuren would react this way. She still did n’t believe it. Even if she became a masked person, her relatives are still relatives.

But we can't blame Ningyu people for having such an idea.

After the gatekeeper disappeared, what did the mask people who escaped from the cinema of life do?

Follow-up, sneak-in, surveillance, monopoly, are already commonplace, even killing people, even terrifying their loved ones, or even being in prison. Didn't Wenyu come to the cinema to find the answer because of this?

As Ning Yuren said, masked people do not want to harm people. They follow, monitor, and try to monopolize their most loved ones. They just do n’t think about it or deliberately do n’t think about whether the other person can do it again. Accept them, can you ignore the eyes of others and live with them in a heterogeneous group.

"What are you thinking?" Ning Qing suddenly asked.

Behind him, the drums rose again, and the dancer on the stage suddenly jumped up, like a beast, jumping from the stage into the auditorium, and screaming in shock.

Act III, "Kill the Ghost."

The village was built, and life was getting better and better. The refugees married and had children on the new land and started a new life, but all this seemed to have nothing to do with the people in the theater.

Not all masked people can accept the status quo, nor can all masked people have no complaints and regrets. Some people regret it, and some people try to escape the theater and return to their loved ones.

"I was thinking ... you are a little different from other masked people." Ning Ning looked at Ning Qing and said, "All the masked people I know, I mean those masked people who escaped from the cinema of life, and finally returned to him. Around the person who is worried ... "

The masked man is not selfless, and Ning Qing acknowledges this.

"... I'm no different from other masked people in this regard." He laughed. "I also have a person I want to meet."

"Where is that person?" Ningning asked.

"It's here," Ning Qing answered.

In the auditorium, one by one, the maskers found their loved ones. One of them grabbed the other's hand, and suddenly a hand stretched out behind him, grabbed his shoulder, and lifted him to the ground.

A snowless mask.

It's a ghost killer.

Holding a whip in his hand, he carelessly drew it on the masked man. The masked man was rolled over by him, but he was still dead. He reached for his loved one's ankle and tried to get some sympathy and comfort from the other .

This move seemed to offend the killer, and he took the whip and came over, lifting off the mask on the opponent's face. The moment he saw the sky, the other covered his face with his hands, as if the face under his ten fingers was being burned by the sun, silently mourning, falling to the ground, shaking violently twice, and never moving again.

A ghost killer stands next to him.

Nearby, each masked person bowed his body, and surrounded him like a ghost, crying or crying, or begging or cursing.

"Who do you mean?" Ningning asked.

Ning Qing shook her head: "No time, are you ready?"

Behind the killer, a figure sneaked onto the stage, the man who played the human sacrifice. Ning Yuren stepped forward to meet him, and gently held him in his arms. After a moment, she reached out and pushed him away, 踉跄Take a few steps back, look at the **** dagger in his hand, and look down at his bleeding belly.

"If you don't die, the flesh and the flesh will be separated," said the sacrifice, "so I will kill you like a ghost."

Kill the ghost-the ghost in my heart.

The person who sent the relatives, friends, husbands and children of the villagers into the theater, and then never let it out, over time, became a disease in the hearts of the masked people and the villagers, and a ghost in their hearts.

Returning to the stage with a large number of masked killers, the mask in his hand fell to the ground. He leaned down and picked up the Ning Yuren on the ground. After a while, he picked up the dagger beside her: "Sorry, I It's a trick, I shouldn't leave you. "

After that, she raised her dagger and fell on her.

Kill the ghost-the strongest ghost.

As the gatekeeper of the theater, as the nemesis of all mask people, only he can kill him.

"Snapped."

"Pap."

"Papapa!"

The applause gradually sounded like a wave. An individual stood up from the auditorium, and looked at the two on the stage with anticipation, his mouth muttered: "Come on, come on ..."

The applause rang for a long time, gradually becoming sparse, looking at the empty stage, watching Ning Yuren climbing up from the ground and killing the ghost, everyone looked at each other, and finally looked at the village head with an angry look: "What's going on! Why didn't it show up !!!"