my avatar drama

Chapter 72 Self-torture
Although this kind of intimidation was basically made clear, it is not surprising that the other party will attack immediately at the next moment, but it is strange that Wan Yi waited for a long time on the spot after playing tricks and did not wait for that moment.

It was the homeless man next to him with the expression of seeing hell.

Wan Yi took a photo of his shocked face and said, "Don't go to the dead end that turns into the third road from the left, be careful to die there."

After speaking, he left.

The homeless man who didn't know why was left with a dazed look on his face.

Wan Yi came to a park on the mountain, where you can look at the whole city, the scenery is quite good.

He picked up the camera and took a picture of the city in front of him.

This time, he got a beautiful landscape photo without using the insanity technique.

When he was about to step back and leave, he felt his back leaning against a cold body, and there was a prickly feeling of thick hair on his neck.

Someone, is back to back with him.

The next moment, a just-right push came from behind, and he was pushed directly off the high platform.

but……

Wan Yi was still standing on the edge of the high platform, looking at himself who had fallen. The fallen Wan Yi smiled and politely raised his middle finger.

Boom!
Wan Yi turned around and saw the bloody face.

"Look, people are dead."

The other party seemed to be a little confused, why did they all push people down, why was there another one standing here, what was it that just fell off?
In fact, it was quite confused at first, because it also saw the appearance of Wan Yi's avatar, and it chose to keep up with Wan Yi after hesitating.

I thought it was just a small accident, but it turned out to be divided into another one when it started.

Seeing that it didn't move, Wan Yi ignored it and sat down on a bench.

After a while, there was a rustling sound from under the high platform.

Pale, bloodstained arms grabbed the railing, and a figure climbed up.

It was Wan Yi who had just been pushed down.

His body was full of resentment, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of ferociousness.

It has become the shape of a curse.

Curse resentment Wan Yi's limbs fell deformed, tremblingly approached Wan Yi in a classic crawling posture, and Wan Yi just watched quietly.

Finally, that bloody hand grabbed Wan Yi's trouser leg.

The cloudy eyes and the pitch-black eyes met.

"Is it fun?" Wan Yi asked.

"It's okay." Cursing Wanyi said in a leaky voice.

The Grudge next to it: ?

As a matter of course, even if Wan Yi's avatar dies thoroughly and then uses a simple shell to pour resentment into it as a puppet, such weird things will not happen.

However, although it is unreasonable to kill people with a curse, it is reasonable to transform them.

Wan Yi's avatar transformed into a curse came just like that.

"But let's say it first, I can't control myself now." Curse Wanyi suddenly showed a nasty smile.

"Of course I know." Saying that, Wan Yi stepped on the same decadent face as himself and kicked away the cursed clone.

Then he touched his face: "It's really unreasonable. After being transformed, I can still synchronize the feeling..."

When he looked up again, Wan Yi found that the bloody young lady had disappeared.

This is probably what I said before, if an attack fails, it will have to wait for the next cycle.

Although Wan Yi always felt that it was purely based on the mood of the grudges.Miss Sister may need to clear up her mood.

Cursing Wan Yi under his feet also disappeared after him.

Wan Yi got up, stretched himself, and then started to get down to business.

I said a long time ago that he came here for important things, not for fun, I'm sure.

First, he pulled out another clone, and then took out some things.

Two pairs of crow wings, one pair of male and female lizards, dead cats, dead dogs, etc.

For this matter, he once asked the people in the play for advice.

……

"Gathering resentment? Do you think I look like an evil cultivator?" Liang Rendao looked at him with a smile.

"But don't you know a little about everything?"

"Yes, it doesn't mean you have to do it. I have knowledge but I don't intend to practice it. In this regard, I think Rhett should have a more suitable method for you." Liangren said and left.

So Wan also found Rhett.

Reid put down the book in his hand and said, "To what extent does it take to gather resentment?"

"It depends on the degree? Then... have you seen the Grudge?"

"what?"

"Come on, let me show you." Wan Yi projected the plot of the Grudge in the theater completely through memory, let Reid watch a horror movie, and by the way, he also reviewed it.

Hey, Sister Jiaye is so pretty.

"The Grudge. This kind of curse is interesting, and it is indeed possible to realize it by witchcraft. I will try it immediately." Reid also became a little interested, so he directly simulated it in the theater through realization.

Surprisingly, the matter was not resolved immediately, Rhett encountered some troubles, Wan Yi didn't understand, so he could only thank him and watch him think.

Because Rhett himself has something to do and cannot help all the time, the progress is progressing slowly.

It took about a month to spend here and there, and Rhett got the result.

He demonstrated it in the theater, and then elaborated on the material requirements, and finally said: "Probably like this, it should be able to create a curse that satisfies the image in that movie, but it is just a curse. If you want to play To unleash the power that makes ordinary people despair, you also need a source of resentment that already exists and is strong enough."

"This should be related to the difference in the world. It can be successful in the theater, but in another world, even my own world, I'm not sure. It's better to try in a world similar to The Grudge."

After a pause, Reid said: "Sorry, troupe leader, this is the best I can think of. Considering the differences between the worlds, I want to create a pair of mother and child plus one with my little effort." It is still a little difficult to achieve the powerful effect in the movie that can be achieved by the death of a black cat."

Wan Yi quickly waved his hand: "No, no, no! You have done a very good job, and it was just my willful request. It is already an exaggeration that you actually came up with a feasible plan for me."

Rhett showed a bright and beautiful smile: "It's good if I can help you."

……

To be honest, Rhett has gradually become outrageous.

Wan Yi's impression of Reid is still that of the vampire who dances swords with flesh and blood. No matter in the script world or in the theater, it is rare to see him fiddle with his witchcraft anymore.

But this time when Liang Liang woke up and asked for help, he saw part of the horror that Rhett had gradually concealed over the years.

In a month, relying on just one movie, from scratch, researched a terrifying curse that would collapse society in a modern world without supernatural abilities.

What level is this?
What is the upper limit of the witchcraft in Rhett's own world?
Wan Yi didn't know anything, and didn't dare to think about anything.

But in any case, Rhett complied with his request and placed an extremely evil witchcraft in front of him.

After arranging these seemingly unknown things, Wan Yi followed Rhett's guidance back then.

With the scattering of the last handful of materials, the witchcraft was completed, and all the materials instantly turned into blood, then began to condense on the ground, and finally turned into a pitch-black unknown object, exuding a faint stench.

The avatar picked it up and showed a disgusted expression: "Do you really want to eat it?"

"Eat it, anyway, in terms of taste, everyone will taste it with you." Wan Yi said.

After this comforting consolation, the avatar squeezed its nose tightly, and directly stuffed the witchcraft creation into its mouth.

"Ouch!" As a result, the avatar who was actually in charge of eating hadn't expressed much, Wan Yi's body started to retch first, and then his mind was also filled with the sound of retching.

It's not clear how much sincerity and how many people are joining in the fun.

"I haven't puked yet!"

"Then you can do it now."

"vomit!"

After retching, the avatar got up from the ground: "I don't feel any change, what should I say next?"

"What should I say? Hurry up and die and become the source of the curse." Wan Yi looked at him as it should be.

The avatar narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Then, in order to make the resentment stronger when I die, can I choose some painful ways to die?"

Hearing this, Wan Yi raised his eyebrows: "Okay, I have always been very lenient with you."

……

Wan also carried out a brutal torture.

He first shattered the clone's limbs, then dragged it wantonly on the ground, made several cuts on his body with a knife, and then bandaged it, only asking for pain, not death.

The avatar was covered in cold sweat, lying in front of Wan Yi, his body trembling constantly, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Wan Yi sat back on the bench to rest.

"I'll go, it's almost done, I'm going to hurt you to death."

"Give this brother a good time."

"I made an appointment for a massage to relax my muscles and bones. Good guy, this side started to work hard on your side. The masseuse thought I was sick when I saw my twitching!"

"Just now, it seems that a few brothers were distracted by pain and were scratched to death by wild monsters."

"What an extremely humble way to die."

Wan Yi also felt that it was almost the same when he heard the words, he himself was in too much pain, and after realizing it, there was really no need to be angry with him, it was just the whole curse, it was not enough.

But the avatar lying on the ground in front of him is still strong, even if the bones are broken and the flesh is cut, he still has to speak out with a decaying voice...

"That's it?"

Wan Yi took a deep breath.

The other avatars gasped.

This brother really took revenge on "society" to the end, although he only took revenge on everything.

"The division of muscles and bones learned from Fukong is finally useful." Wan Yi said, moving his joints and standing up.

"Calm down, Boss! He's irritating you!"

"Why would someone be angry with me!"

"Although the feeling of doing it is very cool, but we have no benefit at all!"

"No!"

Wan Yi ignored the voice in his head, directly grabbed the clone's head and hammered it hard on the ground, starting the second round of torture.

(End of this chapter)