Strange national destiny: My Chinese-style horror scares the world

"Fuck... this is outrageous!"

"Is this a renovation plan a human could come up with? How can a store like this even be open?"

"Hiss...why do I feel like the faces in those black and white photos on the wall are all staring straight at him?"

"Fuck! I'm so scary! Don't scare me! I have a lot of black and white photos hanging on the walls of my house!"

"Shit..."

Since the space in the photo studio was relatively small at the moment, the live broadcast automatically switched to a first-person perspective, so all the viewers could experience what Lecter saw in person.

This scene scared everyone.

If there is such a thing as fear value in reality, then at this moment most people's fear value has risen to at least 80%. For some timid people, a fear value of 90% is not a big deal.

………………

Inside the photo studio.

After the initial shock, Lecter subconsciously took two steps back.

In fact, he no longer wanted to stay in this weird photo studio.

You know, he is alone now, in a dark environment, and has come to such a weird photo studio.

The walls are covered with a large number of black and white photos of people, and the people in each photo look different.

This feeling is like sleeping alone in a cemetery full of corpses in the middle of the night.

And everyone knows that although the cemetery is scary, it will only make you feel scared for one night. In fact, there is nothing weird at all.

But in this copy, in this photo studio, Lecter felt that the photos on the walls around him were probably all ghosts.

He felt like he was walking into a busy vegetable market rather than a deserted photo studio.

"Shit, there really is something wrong here, I shouldn't be here!"

He was now 100% certain that the area that was painted out on the map was definitely a trap designed specifically to kill people like him who were more careful and focused on details.

If you are a careless person, it would be fine. I am afraid you won’t even bother to search for a map.

Even if they found the map, they would not notice that there was such a blacked-out area on it.

On the contrary, only someone as suspicious as him would fall for such a scheme.

But it's easy to get in, but hard to get out.

Just as he was about to take a few more steps back and leave the photo studio, the door behind him slammed shut.

At the same time, an extremely hoarse voice, as if a dying person was suppressing his trachea, came from behind the counter of the photo studio.

It was impossible to tell whether the voice was male or female, or even old or young.

It sounded like the voice of an old man, but also like the sound of a child deliberately playing a prank on someone, suppressing his voice.

"Take a picture~?"

Then, Lecter, who was already furious, turned his eyes stiffly towards the counter.

Then I saw that at some point, a human-shaped black shadow appeared behind the counter.

Its body was drooping on the chair as if it had no bones, so Lecter didn't notice it when it first came in.

Or even if they noticed it, they would just think it was a black dress.

But now it seems that it is not a piece of clothing.

Instead, the "person" was "lying" backward on the chair with his upper body bent 180 degrees in an incredible way.

At this moment, the thing resumed its normal sitting position, its upper body folded back like an insect, and made a series of creepy "crackling" sounds as its bones were repositioned.

Now, Lecter finally understood that this was definitely another evil spirit!

Because if a normal person bent his upper body at such an angle, he would have died long ago. Even if he didn't die, he would at least be paralyzed on one side of his body, and it would be impossible for him to move or even straighten his body.

He can't run away even if he wants to.

The door behind him had already been closed. If nothing unexpected happened, the door should not be able to be opened. It must have been "locked" by a mysterious force.

Sure enough, the next second.

When he calmly retreated to the door and tried to open it with his backhand.

He found that no matter how hard he tried, the door would not budge.

Logically speaking, even if the door was locked, it would still shake if touched.

But now, the door seemed to be welded shut and could not be moved at all in any direction.

"Take a picture~?"

Just as Lecter froze, not knowing what to do, the black figure repeated himself.

This time, the other party's tone changed slightly, giving people the feeling that if Lecter didn't agree, something terrible would happen next.

"Take a picture! I'll take a picture..."

Lecter had no choice but to agree temporarily.

The next second, an old-fashioned camera appeared on the counter table.

It was obvious that the other party was not going to take a picture of Lecter, but was giving him a camera to take pictures.

Lecter also understood and took two tentative steps forward. When he saw that the other party did not move forward, he reached out and took the camera in his hand.

The principle of this camera is very simple, and Lecter learned it after fiddling with it for just over ten seconds.

Just point at what you want to shoot and press the shutter button.

But he still didn't understand what he should do, what to take pictures of, and how to leave this weird photo studio?

Time passes by every second.

The strange black figure behind the counter never took the next step, as if handing the camera to Lecter and saying those three words was its entire mission.

Gradually, Lecter realized that the situation before him seemed familiar.

When he encountered the second monster, he had a similar experience. Without any information, he could only figure it out on his own. If he was not proactive, he would only waste his time.

To verify his guess, he tried to open the door again, but failed again.

In other words, he is now trapped in this photo studio and must meet certain conditions before he can leave?

Thinking of this, Lecter could only take a deep breath, pick up the camera and prepare to take a picture.

At first, he was cautious.

I feel that the number of times I can take photos may be limited, and I must complete certain requirements within the specified number of times.

But he soon realized that he was being too suspicious.

Because this camera does not use film, he can take pictures however he wants as long as the camera has power.