People in the original god, the innkeeper, oppressing his sister

In the sound of your desperately suppressed panting, you see a notebook.

It was an old notebook, and the edges of the paper were a little curled, it could be seen that it had been flipped through many times by its owner.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

Your fingers are blue from exertion.

clang clang-

The table was even shaking, and the knock on the door was getting louder and louder, and it seemed that it was about to be smashed open in the next moment.

Your eyes are bloodshot, and you opened them with almost tearing strength——

"Do not receive any guests from the red pine forest."

Longqitan under the moon: Chapter 90 Playing off

Gu Bai smiled sinisterly twice, and took advantage of the opportunity to blow out the candle:

"Jie jie jie jie jie."

then……

Then it's gone.

The two girls beside them sat there quietly, as if the bloody scene of throwing themselves into their arms after being frightened did not appear.

In fact, let alone throwing himself into the arms, he didn't even scream.

Instead, Paimon yelled cooperatively.

In short, the development of things is completely different from what I imagined.

The candles were blown out, leaving only the fire burning in the fireplace. This scene is somewhat similar to the story.

In the darkness, Gu Bai froze for a moment.

It's not that he was frightened, the story was made up by himself, no matter how weird it is, it is impossible to feel scared, what really surprised him was the reaction of Ying and Yula.

Shocked?

Compared with ordinary ghost stories, he told a higher level.

Thinking about it this way, it seems understandable.

I guess I haven't recovered yet.

So Gu Bai covered his ears, sat cross-legged on the ground silently, waiting for the waves after the calm.

However, Bolan didn't wait, a hand waved in front of him, Yula moved her pretty face closer, and looked at him suspiciously:

"What are you doing, first blowing out the candles, and then sitting here playing tricks?"

"I……"

Gu Bai sighed, thought for a while without saying anything, and lit the candle again.

Well, the above words are all for him to comfort himself.

In fact, when the story was finished, he almost realized one thing——

This time, play off.

No matter how high the level is, the essence of ghost stories is to be scary. Once you deviate from this path, no matter how fancy you are, it will be meaningless.

In the flickering firelight, he placed the candle in front of him, suddenly lost interest.

Looking to the sides, Ying and Yula looked at themselves with strange expressions, as if they were guessing what kind of new scary method this is - the immersive acting method.

"That...you are a man, not a little girl, so this trick is useless. Don't suddenly blow out the candle and pretend to be possessed by a ghost."

"I know."

After saying this, Gu Bai became silent, and the two people on the side also kept silent with him. After holding back for a long time, he finally couldn't help but speak:

"Isn't it scary?"

The corners of Yura's lips curled up when she heard that, she has been waiting for your words for a long time.

She cleared her throat and put on a tactful tone first, but as long as she is not stupid, she knows that her next words will never be tactful:

"Although it's a bit hurtful to say it, but to be honest, your story, in fact..."

"Since it hurts someone, don't say it."

Yura choked.

Ignoring her displeased gaze, Gu Bai turned to Ying and asked again:

"Is it really not scary?"

"It seems scary..."

Yingmei has always been very honest, saying what she has.

"What is it like?"

"It seems to mean..." Yula took over the words, "This story should be very scary."

"But you are not intimidated."

"The main reason is that I didn't understand." Ying smiled shyly.

At the beginning, she thought it was an old routine, but as the story unfolded, the expected tragedies and ghosts did not appear, and she gradually discovered the mystery hidden in it.

There is a word called careful thinking and extreme fear. Compared with more direct horror, it may have less impact for a while, but it is more resistant to pondering.

It's like when you suddenly see a bloody scene, you will be very scared at the time, but after a long time, this feeling will dissipate.

But thinking about something that is terribly scary can make you suddenly think of it in the middle of the night, and you can't sleep because of tossing and turning

But things are also bad because of this careful thinking and extreme fear.

Face-to-face long speeches are not suitable for the mode of careful thinking and fear.

Because it's easy for the audience to get stuck in the middle of the story when you're done, or simply forget about the clues ahead.

Ying is like this.

When Gu Bai talked about the little girl entering the room, she was still wondering what happened to the red pine forest at the beginning, which looked like a setting that followed her own story.

Will there be any foreshadowing?

For example, a Qiuqiu man without a mask popped out of nowhere?

Before he could figure out this question, Gu Bai talked about the old butler's letter again.

So she thought about why she couldn't drink all the water in the glass.

After the story map is finished, proceed to the rules after "Insomnia";

She felt that she had caught something.

For example, what is the relationship between black tea and water that turns red?

And when you figure it out, the story is over.

So the expected foreshadowing also lost its effect.

All in all, when the amount of information is rich to a certain extent, it is easy for people to lose track of their thinking.

Change to a bad word——

That is, as long as I'm stupid enough, you can't scare me.

But this does not prevent the stupid enough Miss Sinner from rushing to the scene to laugh at the first time:

"Ha, calculate and calculate, let yourself be included in it, how can Li Yue talk about this kind of thing... Oh, stealing a chicken doesn't mean losing money."

"Speaking of which, if your mind isn't so bad, you might be able to have some effect if you talk about an ordinary thing. Are you dumbfounded now?"

Gu Bai glanced at Yula angrily, but he couldn't think of what to say for a while, so he grabbed his hair, quite impotent and furious:

"I'm so stupid, really, this is telling a ghost story, not an advanced math class. I wouldn't have made it so complicated if I knew it..."

Originally, they wanted to tell a strange story about rules that they had never heard before, and then showed a sinister smile while Yulawawa screamed.

For this reason, he also specially added a lot of psychological activities that shouldn't be there. Although it may be superfluous to put it in this kind of story, the fundamental purpose is to dilute the restrictions brought about by face-to-face telling.

Unexpectedly, the bamboo basket fetched water in vain.

So, the only one who is scared right now is Paimon, but Gu Bai doesn't have any expectations for her little head, not to mention it has been mentioned before that any little trouble can scare her.

Then, the real culprit that caused her to yell should just be that the candle was blown out, and has nothing to do with the story itself.

Thinking of this, Gu Bai let out a long sigh, with a look of frustration on his face:

"Oh, I was wrong at the beginning."

In fact, it is already very good, Ying comforted very intimately:

"The main problem is the way of telling the story. If the story is not told face-to-face, but written on paper, giving people time to ponder, the effect must be very good."

"Oh, by the way, there are still a few doubts I haven't figured out and I want to ask Mr. Gu."

Unlike Yura who was gloating, she was very interested in this novel form, and was still immersed in the details just now.

Gu Bai took a sip of water, and his frustration disappeared a little.

What a good boy, I am still thinking about the story just now.

In any case, it's a relief that someone cares about your own story, and it's the only one.

"You said."

"Black tea is water?"

"Yes."

"The butler in the story is actually it?"

"Yes and no."

"Well, it always feels like it's not finished. To be precise, it seems like a part is missing?"

"Yeah, your intuition is quite accurate, and it was indeed cut off by me."

He put his hand on the blanket and drew a line:

"I'll tell you what I want to hear. In fact, there are two endings."

Long Qitan under the Moon: Chapter 91 The winner is the one who laughs last

"Two endings?"

"That's right. Because I didn't want to make it too long, I deleted part of it, so it's not obvious."

Yura looked at Ying in disbelief.

Make no mistake.

It’s not easy to meet someone who is not scary, and it’s too late to hide, and you actually take the initiative to go over to find out?

Thinking of this, she leaned back and began to force herself to be distracted. It is better for this group of people to stay far away, so as not to be accidentally injured.

Do not listen or not.

I won't listen to whatever comes next.

Gu Bai at the side continued to say to Ying:

"First divide the specific lineup clearly—you see, one side is the little girl, and she is the victim. One side is the owner and servant of the manor, and their purpose is to protect. The other side is the so-called it."

"Then what is it?" Ying asked.

"To be honest, I actually don't know. You can think of it as indescribable."

"As I tell the story, it's enough to know that it exists and that it has some specific characteristics."

Speaking of this, Gu Bai paused for a moment. If I remember correctly, Ying and her brother had traveled through countless worlds before coming to Tivat. Who knows if they have come into contact with elements such as Cthulhu.

"Oh."

Ying nodded, showing a thoughtful expression.