Top stream at Infinite Theater [Infinite]

The guest room is beautifully decorated. Against the wall is a walnut double bed with gauze support. The bed is covered with a thick layer of bedding. The material is pure black silk. Every corner of the bed is woven with intricate and exquisite lace. .The gauze curtain on the top of the bed is pure white cotton yarn, which is soft to the touch, and small angel images and crosses are embroidered in the corners, hanging from the ceiling to the ground.

Facing the door is a window with heavy black velvet curtains hanging on both sides, and a delicate brass candlestick hanging on each wall, which is in the shape of an angel holding a fire, surrounded by a breathable crystal cover, and the flames are in the air. It is a little dazzling under the refraction of the transparent crystal.

At the head of the bed is a brand new rectangular brass-framed mirror, facing the bed, reflecting all the scenes in the room.

There is a layer of dull aroma floating in the air, like the fragrance of flowers, and also like the sweet fragrance of melons and fruits.

Yan Shiche's nose twitched. The aroma was everywhere. It was very similar to the smell he had smelled in the restaurant before. It seemed to be seeping from the brick wall, and it was so faint that he couldn't identify the source.

Yu Ran walked around, looked at the layout of the room, and said quietly: "It's either black or white, it's arranged like a mourning hall."

He stood still in front of the mirror, staring at himself opposite, "Look, Yan Shiche."

Mr. Bodyguard gave a questioning hum and walked over.

The two were framed together, their skin looked very pale under the flickering light of the candle, various shadows were cast on the deep parts of the face, and the flickering light separated the facial features, even though they knew that it was themselves who looked in the mirror , but there will always be a strange illusion after watching it for a long time.

Yu Ran's fingertips moved across the mirror, across the white to gray veil and pure black bedding on the bed frame.Yan Shiche stared at his bony and beautiful fingers, and finally his eyes fell on the dark green eyes of the young man in the mirror.

Yu Ran and the man looked at each other for a while, then suddenly laughed, "Do you think the reflection in the mirror looks like a posthumous photo?"

[Can Burning God stop telling ghost stories at this time, I have seen ghosts scaring people, but I have never seen myself creating a terrifying atmosphere and cursing myself...]

[Sure enough, this is the difference between me and the great god. If I were assigned this room, I would definitely not be able to sleep. He even joked]

[srds, this room is really weird, whose bed is black and white, and wrapped in white cloth? ? 】

[I have a terrible guess... Look at the distant view, does the arched white gauze on the top look like the wide white cloth on the head of a nun, and the pure black bed below is like a black nun's dress... Doesn't it mean that you sleep in it... 】

【Ahhhhhh please stop talking, there is a picture in my mind】

Yu Ran has never opened a personal live broadcast room, but the cumulative number of people who are automatically divided into shots by the system is increasing.Although there are reasons for fewer contestants and more concentrated diversions, the more reason is that the name Yu Ran has already been established in the horror theater, and many people searched for it and came to watch it.

Almost all viewers who are keen on the live broadcast know that this newcomer has already entered the top [-] star list after only four scripts, which is a record-breaking speed in the history of horror theater.

Some people even concluded that after two scripts, the mysterious 0013 actor at the top of the star list will be pushed down by Yu Ran.Others believe that Yu Ran will be the first actor they have ever seen to leave the horror theater.

But no one noticed that 0013, who is currently No. [-], is standing next to their Burning God. After listening to Yu Ran's words, he raised his hand and ruffled his hair, without any sense of crisis that his ranking will be crushed.

"If you have such a rich imagination, you should become a screenwriter, not an actor." Yan Shiche chuckled, and was glared at by the young man.

"Don't touch my hair."

"Sorry." Yan Shiche raised his eyebrows without apology, "It feels so good, I can't hold back."

Yu Ran glanced at him, always felt that something was wrong with this man recently, especially after confessing his identity into the script, he messed with his hair several times a day.

The young man had a cold face and raised his chin, "Mirror, find a way to deal with it."

The mirror is nailed to the wall, and there is no way to remove it. Of course, no one dares to break it easily in the script. Who knows if this is a condition that triggers death.

Yan Shiche took off the white gauze from the bed frame, folded it tightly, and covered the mirror.

Yu Ran opened the curtains, and the windows in the room were sealed, allowing only light to pass through, not ventilation.

He stood in front of the window and looked out. In the distance was a large beech forest with no end in sight. A flat moon hung on the top of the treetops, shining a gray white light in the dark night sky. The whole sky is lined with old.

It's not yet eight o'clock in the evening, they stay in the room and can't go out, and they can't sleep so early.

Yu Ran sat on the bedside and took out the Bible that was slipped out from the study. His movements were very secretive, and no other actors except Yan Shiche noticed.

He wiped off the dust and opened the book.

The firelight cast from the wall lamp was barely enough for him to see the writing on it. The densely packed handwritten letters were a little troublesome, but it was enough for him to read.

"Is there something important?" Yan Shiche was pushed away by the young man with one hand just as he approached.

"I don't know, I'm looking for it." Yu Ran frowned and complained, "The bed is so big, don't stick to me." He turned around with the book in his hand, leaving only the back of his head indifferent.

Yan Shiche stared at the young man's back for a long time, then slowly withdrew his gaze.

When night fell, time passed quickly.Yu Ran was hypnotized by the boring content, and when the moon moved from the treetops to outside the window frame, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he fell asleep leaning on the pillow.

The man at the side of the bed moved and pulled most of the quilt to cover his body. After a long time, the young man who was chilled by the night air instinctively approached the heat source in a daze, and got into the warm quilt on the other side.

There was a faint chuckle in the silent and empty room, which quickly dissipated in the wind.

……

In the middle of the night, Yu Ran was in a trance and heard someone knocking something in his ear, da da da, like the sound of wood hitting floor tiles.

He struggled to wake up from the dream, and belatedly found that his head was lying on something hot. Before he opened his eyes, the familiar palm temperature covered his mouth.

"Stay still, boss."

The hot breath was attached to his earlobe, and the deep voice penetrated into his ears. When he first woke up, his dim senses couldn't resist such a close-range invasion. Yu Ran felt that his ears and half of his head were numb, and he was touched. The place where he arrived felt physically hot, making him unclear for a moment whether it was the temperature of Yan Shiche's palm or the temperature of his own face.

Yan Shiche placed his arm under Yu Ran's head, his palm just covering his mouth, and the other hand held the dagger vigilantly, holding his breath to listen to the movement in the corridor outside.

It was the footsteps of something running in the corridor just now, very hurried, loud and undisguised, as if being chased and fled by something, and it seemed that it was just deliberately making such a terrible movement so that everyone could hear it.

The castle was silent.

Boom, boom, boom...

Yu Ran shrank back suddenly, unable to escape Yan Shiche's keen ears.

"Why is your heart beating so fast?" The man's smile was too obvious, and the young man pushed his knee against him angrily.

"let me go."

"Don't let it go."

Yan Shiche trembled silently because of his laughter, and Yu Ran's eyes were assimilated into pitch black by the night, hiding his anger, "Get out."

The young man's temples twitched rapidly, he pulled his hand out from under the quilt, pushed aside the other's shackles, and was about to move to the other side of the double bed.

In the next second, he was circled back by a solid arm.

Yan Shiche: "Hush, there is a voice."

"Where--"

Yu Ran shut his mouth abruptly, and he heard it too.

On the ground paved with cold black stone bricks, heavy objects were dragged slowly, and the cloth rubbed against the uneven floor, making rustling movements.

The sound of dragging stopped not far from the door, and then there was a muffled knock on the door.

Opposite them, the guest room where the fat man and the young man surnamed Zheng lived.

thump.

thump.

thump.

The knocking sounds were three seconds apart, slow and eerie.

After three beeps, the door on the opposite side did not open, and the dragging sound sounded again, this time coming to the door of Yu Ran's room.

thump.

thump.

thump.

There were three more knocks, with neither light nor heavy force, if it wasn't for a horror theater, this knock on the door could almost be regarded as polite.

Yu Ran lowered his eyes, and even his breathing began to slow down, waiting quietly.

Now he could hear it more clearly. After each knock, there would be the sound of large pieces of cloth rubbing against each other. He thought of Sister Mary's damp and smelly black robe. When walking, it would slowly brush across the ground, The bricks were polished black and shiny.

The one outside who didn't know if it was a ghost or something seemed to be fishing for law enforcement. After knocking on all four rooms, it dragged with a heavy muffled sound and slowly disappeared into the distance of the corridor.

"Let me go." After the voice completely disappeared, Yu Ran pulled the pillow indifferently, and dragged the hot blanket to the other side, "Stay away from me, don't disturb my sleep."

"Oh."

The episode at night did not interrupt Yu Ran's drowsiness, he covered his head in the quilt soaked in the man's body temperature, and soon fell asleep again.

Early the next morning, the early morning bell rang in the depths of the castle, and everyone gathered in front of the guest room on the second floor after washing, only to find that the young man surnamed Zheng had disappeared.

In the script, disappearance and death can be completely equated.

The fat man was even more confused. He rubbed his bald head and cursed a few times, "I didn't even know that I entered the room yesterday? What kind of death trigger is this? It's completely irregular!"

Yu Ran had a piece of mint candy in his mouth, and a small piece of his cheek bulged slightly. He lowered his eyes and thought, the rattling sound yesterday and the sound of dragging a heavy object knocking on the door should not be so simple. If the four-star In the script, it doesn't make sense for a ghost to give up attacking after failing to knock on the door. No ghost in a horror movie would be so obedient.

"Boss." Yan Shiche stared at the protruding sugar mark on the young man's cheek, "Let's go, go down to eat."

Yu Ran nodded and went down behind everyone.

Sister Mary had been waiting in the hall for a long time, and when she saw them, a hypocritical and earnest smile appeared on her withered face.

The tall man named Bao Yifeng in the front frowned and asked, "Do you know the person who disappeared at night—"

"Shh." The nun put her deformed index finger between her lips, "Praise my Father in heaven."

She closed her eyes reverently, and clasped her hands to hold the cross.

Bao Yifeng cursed, pulled the chair in front of the dining table and sat down, "Damn it, you're talking about it..."

Everyone endured their uneasiness and sat down at the table, and followed the nun to pray before the meal in the morning.

In the dull atmosphere, the nun rang the bell to announce the opening of the meal.

Today's breakfast is much more normal than dinner, at least there is no undercooked meat. There is warm freshly baked white bread in the rattan basket on the table. Sweet milk with honey.

Yu Ran started eating with confidence after Yan Shiche confirmed that there was no problem with the food.

If there was no horrible knock on the door last night and the news of someone missing this morning, life in the castle would really be like the Garden of Eden in the Bible. The food is delicious and the bed is comfortable, making it hard to pick.

After everyone finished eating, Mary picked up the napkin in front of her and wiped the corners of her mouth before turning her eyes to everyone.

She kissed the bony cross on her chest in a dramatic way, the loose skin on her face moved strangely, the muscles on both sides of her lips curved downward in an arc impossible for human beings, her eyebrows, eyes, upper and lower lips were like inverted crescent moons , The angle of the fall has completely deviated from the actual bone phase.

Her face melted with sadness, her expression seemed to flow—

"That poor child, who was blinded by the devil, blatantly violated the prohibition and wandered in the castle at night. I have locked him in the basement to confess. Now please follow me to see the result of the priest's trial."

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