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

In an instant, the Lecter felt numb, and the skin on the back of his neck was covered with a layer of fine bumps.

The touch of that hand on his shoulder felt so real.

It was so real, as if there was actually someone standing in the darkness behind him, putting his hand on his shoulder.

Neither the weight nor the temperature of that hand was an illusion.

But... the problem is, he is standing in the corner, his body leaning against the wall, and there is no room for another person to stand behind him!

At this moment, Lecter's fear value soared to more than 90% almost instantly.

All the hair on his body stood up and his body was stiff in place.

"What...what..."

“Ahhh… I’m so scared!!”

"Damn it, it's a trick!!!"

The audience who are watching the live broadcast are watching it from a first-person perspective.

Therefore, the pair of hands on Lecter's shoulders were also seen from the first perspective by the audience.

This is quite terrifying. Even in many horror movies, when the protagonist suddenly encounters a similar horror scene, the audience only watches it from a second-person perspective. No matter how terrifying it is, it is impossible to form an immersive sense of substitution, and it cannot be compared with the current situation at all.

What's more, many viewers cannot even accept horror scenes from a second-person perspective.

He was suddenly frightened by the scene before him, and it was a sign of his strong mental strength that he did not rush over.

……

Unlike many characters in horror movies.

Lecter was not the kind of person who would just stand there and wait to die after being frightened.

He is the kind of person who, when faced with desperate situations, would rather give up.

So, after the momentary shock, his adrenaline immediately boiled. He roared, veins popped out on his forehead, and instantly turned the camera in his hand over, pointed it at his left side, where the hand on his shoulder was, and pressed the shutter button directly.

"Click——"

A flash of light came on, illuminating the pale hand resting on Lecter's shoulder in crystal clear detail.

Even the rotten abscesses and black nails on the hands were clearly visible.

And at the moment the flash shone on the hand, it turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared without a trace.

However, Lecter forgot one thing.

That is, it is not only weird, but even he himself will be affected by the flash.

You have to know that at the moment the shutter was pressed, his eyes were open and only a dozen centimeters away from the lens.

In the pitch darkness, his eyes were already wide open with dilated pupils, and the sudden bright light illuminated his eyes clearly.

At this moment, his left eye almost lost its vision and he could not see anything. First, there was a vast expanse of white in front of his eyes, and then it turned into a blood-red color.

Lecter felt as if he had been punched hard, and his left eye seemed to be about to explode.

"Uh."

He immediately bent down, pressed his aching eyes, and let out a muffled groan.

But despite the pain, he was still conscious. The more such moments occurred, the more he could ignore the physical pain and remain rational.

He didn't see the hand on his shoulder disappear, so he didn't know whether he was out of danger at the moment.

Therefore, he was still very anxious.

Fortunately, he was blind in his left eye, and his right eye was only flashed for a moment, so he could still see.

Immediately, he turned his head to look over his shoulder, and when he found that the hand was gone, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he checked the photos he had just taken.

In the situation just now, although it was extremely terrifying and dangerous, it was also a rare opportunity.

Lecter understood this of course. Although the ghost shadow revealed its true form and seemed to be ready to attack him, it also revealed a huge flaw, which gave Lecter an opportunity to shoot it.

"Wha…this is impossible!"

However, Lecter was rather disappointed.

In the photo he had just taken, there was only a pale arm and the hand on his shoulder.

However, the real body of the strange shadow was not captured in the picture at all.

Because the real body of the ghost was located on his right side, and then it put its left hand on his left shoulder with the gesture of hugging his shoulders.

So at most he hit one of the ghost's hands and forearm.

"Are you kidding me...is this even possible?"

Lecter felt a numbness all over his body, and realized that there seemed to be a figure standing on his right. That extremely clear feeling of reality could not be wrong. Although his eyes did not see it, and his ears did not hear it, his body "sense" it.

He clearly felt that the right half of his body was colder than the left half.

He didn't notice it at first and thought it was just his own illusion.

But now it seems that this is when the strangeness appeared and affected the temperature in the room.

Thinking of this, Lecter took a picture directly to his right without saying anything.

This time, he learned his lesson.

Close your eyes before pressing the shutter.

"Click——"

"what--!!!"

Almost at the same time as the flash went on, he heard an extremely sharp and piercing scream coming from the darkness behind him.

The cry was creepy.

This is not the feeling of piercing the eardrum, but a feeling that directly affects your soul, as if you were stripped naked and thrown into an icy lake in the snow and ice. You have no way of resisting this pain with your willpower.

To put it bluntly, willpower is actually just a physical ability.

It's just that through a lot of pain, the body's nerves become numb and the brain adapts.

But the soul is the same for everyone.

Just like the liquid protected by the eggshell, it has never suffered any damage since birth.

Lecter knelt immediately.

The camera in his hand also slipped out and fell to the ground.

In the first few seconds, he could hardly control his body, as if the "thread" connecting his soul and body was severed by the scream.

The body becomes a puppet with its strings cut, unable to rise again.

It was not until more than ten seconds later that he managed to regain some control of his body.

He lay on the ground in a very embarrassed state, struggling to crawl forward and reaching out to grab the camera.

He didn't know whether the ghost behind him was completely killed by the light. Although the ghost screamed miserably, if it was not dead, he would most likely face the revenge of the furious Li Gui.

Fortunately, he did not encounter any danger during the more than ten seconds he knelt.

If his body was still conscious, he could even feel that after the scream just now, the inexplicable and strange cold air in the room had disappeared.

Even the light seemed to be a little brighter.