Infinity: A Time Travel Korean Horror Film

“Here…” Li Xiaojun pointed to the dark red word “Exorcism” on his clothes.

"Piaomiao Peak Lingjiu Palace, the gold medal exorcist, Han Junhao is none other than me!"

Sudden.

Park Yong-ho swung his right hand and grabbed Lin Zhenxi's neck.

However, he stopped moving after a second.

A knife was pressed against his neck, a strange knife with strange protrusions on the blade that looked like blood vessels, and a faint black mist lingering around it.

"If I were you, I wouldn't move!" Li Xiaojun pulled the frightened Lin Zhenxi aside.

"Young man, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!" Park Yonghao said, staring at Li Xiaojun with dead fish eyes.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Li Xiaojun raised his eyebrows and looked at him jokingly.

Park Yong-ho suddenly turned his head to avoid the demon sword, clenched his right fist, slid forward, and pounced towards Li Xiaojun.

"Stubborn!"

Li Xiaojun quickly turned his wrist, swung the magic sword upwards, and directly cut off Park Yonghao's right hand.

When the severed hand fell to the ground, it had turned black and the skin had fallen off like a clay sculpture. An indescribable corpse stench wafted out.

Park Yong-ho lost all his strength the moment his right hand broke, and his body remained in the same position without moving.

The exposed skin on the face, head, neck, etc. quickly turned into gray mud, and the mottled clay skin peeled off piece by piece and fell to the ground with a rustling sound.

He is also a dead body under a curse!

At this moment, the Internet has exploded.

Can’t they even produce special effects in this damn movie?

The search volume for keywords such as sorcerer, witch doctor, and corpse controller skyrocketed instantly.

At the same time, the name of exorcist Han Junhao has become a hot word on the Internet, attracting the attention of many interested people.

In the banquet hall, no one noticed that the intern Jesse looked at Li Xiaojun with resentment.

...

The abandoned research institute of Shengri Pharmaceutical Company.

There were more than a hundred clay dolls densely placed in the spacious hall, connected to each other by several black and red lines, forming a huge, complex and strange pattern.

In the middle is a middle-aged man, sitting cross-legged in the middle of the pattern, which is the end point where all the lines converge.

The closer the pattern is to the man, the denser the black gas floating above and the blue bright spots hidden in the black gas become.

Half a meter around the man, the black gas almost condensed into substance.

He was shirtless, with a shiny dark skin, messy short gray beard and hair, dry and cracked lips, and an expression of anger, sadness and determination on his face.

"Hey! Junior brother, why are you doing this?" Outside the huge pattern, a burly old man sighed.

"To avenge Xier, there's no need to risk your own life!" the burly old man continued.

"I feel sorry for the mother and daughter. I owe them this life~" said the man in the middle of the pattern, "I shouldn't have been obsessed with witchcraft and ignored their existence. This is what I deserve!"

"Only in this way can my heart be at peace!"

"Then you asked me to come here to collect your body?" asked the burly old man.

"No, he was clearing the obstacles for me!" said the middle-aged man. "Today I met a mysterious exorcist who seemed to know my spells very well. He cut off the connection between me and the cursed corpse with one knife. It seemed like he was warning me."

"I need my brother to come over and get rid of this person and clear the obstacles!"

"Oh? There is such a person in Korea?" The burly old man became interested when he heard this, "I would like to weigh his weight!"

Hahaha! I hope you won’t let me down!

An evil smile appeared on the burly old man's face, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark.

Wednesday, November 10

9:16 AM

Urban detective office.

Li Xiaojun held an oversized hamburger in his left hand and a glass of iced American coffee in his right hand.

While eating, I sighed that Korea is really a food desert!

Miss the xiao long bao.

Miss the big pancakes with two eggs and double crispy.

I miss fried dough sticks and tofu pudding.

miss…

Sudden.

"Ah~~~~" a scream came from outside the door.

Lin Zhenxi and Li Xiaojun ran out immediately.

The one who screamed was a male employee of Urban Detective, who was currently lying on the concrete floor with his hands on his back.

He was spitting out mouthfuls of blood. As the black blood fell to the ground, countless small insects crawled out from it.

"Wow~"

Li Xiaojun vomited it out directly. He was not used to the breakfast in the first place, and this stimulation made him vomit out the hamburger and iced American coffee in a different form.

Lin Zhenxi immediately rushed to the employee and tried to help him up.

"Don't move! This is witchcraft." Li Xiaojun didn't care that his stomach was still fighting and immediately spoke out to stop it.

Anyone who has watched the two movies about insect poisoning can recognize at a glance that this guy is poisoned.

When Lin Zhenxi heard that it was witchcraft, he immediately braked, stopped, and asked anxiously:

"What should I do?"

"Call the epidemic prevention department to handle it, immediately. No one else should touch it." Li Xiaojun said. He was wondering, isn't this corpse control?

Why is witchcraft involved?

Plot rebound?

"Han~Jun~Hao?"

At this time, a harsh voice came from the right, calling out his name.

Li Xiaojun turned around and found an unusually strong old man who was looking at him with interest.

The few gray hairs on the old man's head were barely surviving in a mess around his head. His half bald head was very funny and shiny.

A half-worn robe, which was either gray or white, could not hide the outline of his muscular body.

"Call me?" Li Xiaojun asked, pointing at his nose.

"Han Jun Hao?" The old man's accent was strange and stiff, and one could tell from his tone that he had not studied foreign languages ​​well since childhood.

What we mean is that it is understandable if one is not good at studying or is not good at speaking since childhood.

But now that you are going abroad, why don’t you find a translator?

Don't like it?

The old man looked meaningfully at the male employee lying on the ground, then turned and ran away.

wipe!

This old bastard did it!

Li Xiaojun chased after him immediately.

I have to say that this old guy's body is really good. He can run more than two kilometers and still maintain an even breathing.

The old building of Shengri Pharmaceutical Company's research institute is located in a relatively remote area.

Li Xiaojun and the bald old man stood face to face, and he had roughly guessed the old man's identity.

These Indonesian monkeys really come out in large numbers!

Li Xiaojun pointed at the old man:

"Are you the rescuer invited by the monkey?"