Horror Studio

"A brand-new soul?" Qian Jiangyue raised his head with confusion in his eyes, "Can't **** movies be done?" His eyes looked to the right, and his evaluation of **** movies was lowered again in his heart.

"Perhaps." The shadow on his face has completely faded with his right hand akimbo, revealing a thin face with heroic spirit, which has many similarities with Qian Jiangyue's face, but the appearance of the two faces is not the same, "but this It’s not something I care about. My ancestors have always guarded this country. Since I have inherited this power, this is also my responsibility."

Qian Jiangyue chuckled and shrugged.

"As I said at the beginning, I don't know if it's me who came back. He may be a completely different person from me. Everything I care about may be worthless to him." The shadow's eyes were firm, "But I don't I will regret the decision I made. I am very grateful to Hell Movies for giving me this opportunity to realize my value, even if it fails in the end."

Qian Jiangyue spread his hands and said, "You are right." A smile appeared on his face, just as the figure standing in front of him said, he didn't care at all.

The figure stepped back two steps, the corners of the mouth curled down, and the expression was slightly lost. "The most vulnerable time is when you want to do something, but you find yourself powerless. You can say it all. No matter what choice you make, I wish you. Happiness and health, all wishes come true!" After speaking, the figure's body slowly became transparent.

"Wait..." Qian Jiangyue stretched out her right hand and wanted to stop the figure. He still had some questions to ask, such as the specific content of the transaction, or the gods at the bottom of the abyss, but he couldn't stop it.

Qian Jiangyue frowned slightly. He didn't think that the figure was lying to him. Even if the figure was telling the truth, he still felt that some links were missing, as if there was a missing piece in the chain.

If you use reincarnation as a reference, the figure you just left a message can be counted as his previous life. However, the experience in the dream also shows that the soul of the previous life has been dealt with, otherwise it is impossible for the dream world to appear. The most critical link is missing from this, that is, the gods at the bottom of the abyss.

As if perceiving his thoughts, the surrounding quickly turned black, the light began to be distorted, and it seemed to be absorbed by something, and the surroundings returned to darkness. After a brief silence, in the darkness ahead, a bright yellow ball of light rose from below. The moment the ball of light appeared, it illuminated half of the sky, and at the same time an ethereal voice appeared in Qian Jiangyue's mind.

[Interesting, interesting. 】

【What's your name? 】

On the surface of the bright yellow ball of light, the iron chain flew, but it did not fly to Qianjiangyue's position.

Qian Jiangyue opened his mouth and wanted to ask "What is your name?", but for some reason, he was swallowed back when the words reached his mouth. At the same time, he thought of a name and a code, Yi Cunling and Qian Jiangyue. . He was not sure which one the other party asked about.

There was a short silence.

The ball of light didn't mean to urge, but waited silently.

This is a very strange feeling. Qian Jiangyue suddenly realized that the question raised by the light ball was not simple. He didn't know whether it had anything to do with the previous message, but he did think of more things. What is his name? This means that he recognizes himself. Yi Cunling is indeed the name he uses in the real world. However, according to the message, this name is just a vest worn after reincarnation.

"Qian Jiangyue." Qian Jiangyue gave his own answer. At the same time he said this answer, he breathed a sigh of relief. If he is asked to choose one of the three identities-the real world, the actor, and the movie world, he will choose the actor, which is not suitable for all considerations, but the one that he most recognizes.

【why? Because of your experience? What you want, what you want? 】

【Do you need the memories of the past? I was surprised that the **** movie didn't even wake him up. 】

[Maybe your choice will be different then. 】

The iron chain on the surface of the photosphere was slightly lifted and put in a charge-up position. It seemed that as long as Qian Jiangyue agreed, the memory of the past could be awakened in the next second.

"Is this what the **** movie wants to do?" Qian Jiangyue took a deep breath, neither agreed nor refused, "Use me as a tool?" He smiled, "It's normal."

[No, this is my idea. 】

[If you are not willing, I will not do it, let you keep the current state. 】

The iron chain raised on the surface of the photosphere then fell.

Qian Jiangyue was stunned and looked at the ball of light with suspicion. The **** in front of him seemed to be the best talker he had ever encountered, but this made him a little uncomfortable.

[Oh, I am mainly responsible for the research of human souls. Listening to what you said just now, you don't seem to recognize your original identity, and you are not interested in saving the people entrusted to me. 】

【Can I ask you a question? 】

The tone of the ball of light is very euphemistic.

Qian Jiangyue folded her hands on her chest, frowning. If the **** in front of him is as overbearing as a **** movie, or as yin and yang as a little wife, he may refuse directly. Although the result is not different, at least his attitude is rejection, but the **** in front of him does make him hesitate.

"What's the problem?" he asked.

[Do you think you are a brand new person? What I mean is to divide the past, the present self has nothing to do with the past self. 】

Qian Jiangyue nodded, "Yes, I don't think I am the same person who left a message just now. I am not familiar with him."

[Um... But in my perception, you are the same person, but your external performance is slightly different, etc...]

There was a short silence.

[...It turns out that the **** movie puts the renewed energy in your body, but you can't use it, you can only use...the power of the end. Interestingly, your soul is clearly a ‘demi-god’, but the **** movie only gives you the rights of ordinary people, and it can barely reach the average level. 】

[Your situation is a bit like a snail, you walk around with a heavy shell on your back. Probably the **** movie is testing the power of the end, and it seems that the result makes him very satisfied. 】

There was a little excitement in the ethereal voice.

When Qian Jiangyue heard these words, a picture of the rickshaw driver struggling to pull goods came to mind.

[Sorry, I'm a little excited, the **** movie gives you too much information. Now that you answered my question, I will answer your question in return. 】

So easy to talk?

Qian Jiangyue opened her mouth slightly, with a surprised expression.

【what do you wish to ask? 】

Qian Jiangyue shook his head and walked forward two steps with a solemn expression. Then, he opened his hands and asked in a slightly trembling voice:

"who am I?"

He recalled the peaceful life before entering the **** movie, the life in the dream, the lingering sense of fate, he felt like a puppet, and he just wanted to be himself, even if it turned out to be torn apart, he thought It is worthy. The so-called pursuit must be what you want to make sense.

Although he tried his best to control his tone, when the question was uttered, it turned into a roar. The anger and unwillingness that have been suppressed all the time are vented along with this problem.

For a while, the surroundings became extremely quiet, leaving only the sound of his heartbeat and breathing.

After a short silence, the ethereal voice resounded in his mind.

[You are one of the rulers of this civilized world, and your soul has the power of the final place. As a demigod, your existence represents the style of this civilization. When the harvest begins, your civilization will be presented as a delicacy. Important location. 】

Qian Jiangyue chuckled, his expression calm.

[You are the selected test subject of the **** movie, and the power of the end point contained in your body will be analyzed to prepare for future invasion. 】

Qian Jiangyue raised her eyebrows slightly, not surprised by this result.

[You are my subject, one of the materials for creating a new soul. 】

Qian Jiangyue curled his lips and squinted at the ball of light.

[You are the savior of the remaining civilization. 】

Qian Jiangyue yawned.

[You are the actor's effort to escape the **** movie, your only hope, and the only thought before they die. 】

Qian Jiangyue frowned slightly, thinking of the days of deep dreams, the actors who accompanied him, and the gap between reality and dreams.

[You are a robber who robs the body. 】

Qian Jiangyue's body stiffened, and the appearance of Nan Yuan appeared in front of him. He swallowed through the experience of growing up together and the betrayal of Quanyun's apartment.

[You are the actor of the **** movie, the creator of the journey back to hell, you are fighting for the actor's opportunity. 】

Qian Jiangyue let out a light sigh, his gaze crossed the ball of light and looked into the distance.

【You are a lonely traveler, looking for the meaning of life all your life. 】

"It seems I have found it. I am a tool man."

Qian Jiangyue smiled, but the laughter was dry, like a voice squeezing from his throat.

【You are……】

Guangqi fell into a short silence ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ For some reason, Qian Jiangyue suddenly realized that she didn't want to continue listening, and the **** in front of her seemed to perceive the most fragile place in his heart.

"enough!"

As he shouted, the ethereal sound of the light ball representing the gods also appeared in his mind.

[...The homeless child. 】

"Fart!" Qian Jiangyue roared, his voice echoed in the space, this roar did not carry any other emotions, it was just a simple denial.

However, even he himself didn't realize that his eye sockets were already moist.

[You have many identities, but the point is who you think you are, right? Of course, it's the same for me. 】

[Sorry, did my words hurt you? 】

Qian Jiangyue turned his head and closed his eyes, letting the hot tears slip from his cheeks, he lifted his left hand and wiped it, but with this wipe, the tears seemed like a flood-discharging river embankment, and couldn't stop it.