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

Because Lecter retreated so quickly, even the audience, who were always in a God's perspective, did not have time to see clearly what was in the alley.

Judging from his reaction, his face was pale and he looked terrified, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

Generally speaking, in this situation, the audience will be very curious about what is inside.

After all, people are curious and always eager to explore unknown things.

But the reality is that the audience doesn't want to know at all. Not only do they not want to know, they don't want to see it either.

"What on earth did this guy see that frightened him so much..."

"Hiss...Luckily I didn't see it just now, otherwise with my little heart, I definitely couldn't bear it."

"To be able to scare him like this... I would probably be scared to death if it happened to me."

"Ah ...

"Don't dare to look +1."

"His fear level just now instantly skyrocketed to 95%! You can imagine how terrifying that thing must be!"

………………

Lecter stood at the entrance of the narrow alley, his whole body cold, as if he had not yet recovered from the shock he had just experienced.

But he didn't actually see anything strange.

But he saw himself.

Yes, as soon as he entered the alley, he immediately saw a pale and bloodless face emerging from the darkness, and that face looked exactly like him.

The man's face was extremely haggard and thin, and the bones could be seen. There was also a very scary scar on his head, like a centipede, lying on his nose, which should have been very high, and extending all the way to the back of his head.

His eyes were lifeless and his hair was shaved.

But Lecter could still recognize it...it was his own face after all.

Anyone who sees their face suddenly become like this would be shocked.

What's more, in the situation just now, I saw such a face without any warning.

Lecter felt like his 20-year-old self who had just finished using the restroom and looked in the mirror, only to find that the person in the mirror was already 80, with white hair and wrinkles all over his face.

This is a hundred times more terrifying than seeing Li Gui in person!

"Are you...are you kidding me? Was that face just now...me?"

Lecter still couldn't believe it at this point and muttered to himself.

It’s hard to imagine that he himself would become such a miserable state. What kind of terrible event must he have experienced?

He felt very uneasy, as the scene he had just seen seemed to be just an illusion.

But he felt that it was possible that what he saw was the scene of his own tragic death in the not too distant future.

This seemed to indicate that he would inevitably die in this copy.

"Another hallucination. Come to think of it, this is the third time I've seen this kind of hallucination since entering the dungeon, right?"

Lecter shook his head. Since he had just entered a narrow alley, he couldn't turn around. So after seeing his own tragically dead face, he could only look at that face and back away.

So he saw it clearly.

That face was just like the woman's figure that suddenly appeared under the street light before. It suddenly appeared, and then after a few seconds, it suddenly disappeared.

In other words, this is not a ghost in a narrow alley, but... another kind of existence.

"Could it be that there's a ghost that's been haunting me since I entered the dungeon, popping up and scaring me from time to time?"

Lecter subconsciously had this thought.

This is very possible.

Otherwise, it simply cannot be explained.

It couldn't be that there was something wrong with his brain. He had already had a physical examination and there was nothing wrong with his body. He was even very healthy.

And with his special physique, it is impossible for him to get sick.

Eliminate all impossibilities, and the final truth, no matter how incredible, is still the truth.

Therefore, this illusion was caused by some factors in the copy.

……

Lecter's subconscious mind began to warn him that there must be something wrong.

But at this moment he ignored the warning. As mentioned earlier, he was scared to death.

Many details have been neglected.

And in fact, no matter how much he thought about it, it was useless. The hallucination only appeared passively, and there was no sign of it appearing three times.

It was impossible for him to find out the truth of the illusion. He did not have time to do so, and he was not capable of doing so.

He couldn't possibly stay in this dungeon and stand here waiting for the illusion to reappear.

If you do that, you might not even be able to wait until dawn.

Moreover, time is very precious to him. There are only a few hours left until dawn. If he encounters any more strange things that delay time, he will be in trouble.

The three ghosts he encountered before wasted a lot of his time, which made him very alert. He suspected that Su Yi did it on purpose, with the purpose of delaying until dawn and letting the rules kill him by force.

"Forget it. Anyway, as long as we get out of this narrow alley, we can leave this shabby place. The worst that can happen is we can just rush out!"

Lecter thought about it over and over but couldn't come up with any solution, so he made up his mind to go all out and rush out.

Isn't it just a cunning trick? As long as I don't open my eyes and rush out with them closed, what can I do?

Think about this.

Lecter took a deep breath and rushed directly into the narrow alley in front of him.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

"Da da da……"

In the narrow alley, the sound was amplified infinitely.

Whether it is the sound of footsteps or breathing, they are all very clear.

But as he walked, Lecter could no longer see anything.

The light in this copy is already dim, with only a few dim street lamps. However, the narrow alley is flanked by high walls on both sides and buildings overhead, completely blocking out all light.

This kind of darkness is very rare, just like at night, turning off all the lights in the house, closing the door, drawing the curtains, and covering your head with a quilt.

Whether I open my eyes or close them, there is no change in what I see, nothing at all.

Only pure sound remains.

The key point is that he is now in a narrow alley and cannot turn around. If he can turn around, it would be fine, as there should be some light at the alley entrance behind him.

But now he could only move forward, and move forward in the dark.

The most terrifying thing was that he knew there was a ghost in this alley.

So in Lecter's mind, the front of him was not empty, but there was something waiting for him in the distance.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Lecter's breathing rate gradually increased.

As he went deeper into the alley, cold sweat began to appear on his forehead.

After the initial momentum and recklessness dissipated, all that remained was the gradually deepening fear.

Gradually, he felt that what was ahead was not pitch black, but rather the mouth of an enormous monster.

He was not walking down an alley, but a road leading to the monster's belly.

His fear value began to rise wildly, and remained above 90%.

In such a situation, every second was torture, and he even had the absurd idea that even death would be a relief.

It was under such circumstances that something strange happened.

It was just that it did not appear from the front of Lecter, but from behind him, as if a voice was ringing in his ears close to his back:

"Don't look back."