Chapter 7: Buried Alive (1)
The sun sets and the sky is dyed blood red.
In the desolate cemetery, there were gusts of cold wind and flying scraps of paper.
Seeing the silver paper in her hand finally turned into a pile of silver gray, Ning Huanxin clapped her hands, then habitually returned to the makeshift dressing room to change into her costume. After changing into her costume, Ning Huanxin went to line up in the dressing room.
Extras like them don't have their own makeup artists and have to wait for the crew's makeup artists to take their turn to do their makeup.
Because Gu Yu, who played the third female role, had returned, and Director Wang wanted to shoot the rivalry between her and the female lead Luo Yingxin first today, Ning Huanxin was not in a hurry. While waiting in line for makeup, she saw that everyone next to her was bored and checking their phones, so Ning Huanxin subconsciously touched her pocket.
Oh, I forgot to bring my phone. Seeing an empty chair nearby, Ning Huanxin simply sat down and took a rest with her eyes closed.
I don’t know how long it took, but bursts of noise were heard. Ning Huanxin opened her eyes in a daze, and the dressing room was empty.
It's so noisy! Ning Huanxin frowned and walked out slowly.
At this time, the sky had completely darkened. A cold wind blew towards her, and Ning Huanxin shivered subconsciously.
It's so cold.
Today's night wind seems particularly cold, as if it can blow into people's bones.
The noise came from not far away. The crew was filming over there, so it seemed normal to have noise, but... Ning Huanxin had never heard such a sharp noise before. It was so chaotic and noisy.
She couldn't help but walk towards the shooting location step by step.
No.
There were no cameras, no crew members.
This is just a desolate wilderness, even... those lonely graves are gone! How could this be? Under the dark sky, there is an endless, desolate wilderness in front of me.
"What's going on?"
Ning Huanxin was stunned. The next moment, the scene in front of her eyes suddenly flashed, and countless figures shuttled around Ning Huanxin.
"Bury them!"
"Bury them!"
It was so noisy. It was those voices again. Very sharp! Very panicked! Very angry! This time Ning Huanxin heard them clearly. Those people, those people who were moving around her, kept repeating four words:
Bury them!
Who was buried? Ning Huanxin saw that everyone was walking in one direction. For some reason, her heart was suddenly clenched.
"Make way! Make way!"
Ning Huanxin ran forward quickly, her body passing through the bodies of the shadows around her.
Those people are not human.
Was it just an illusion? When Ning Huanxin ran to the front, she was stunned, with an extremely surprised expression on her delicate face.
Ning Huanxin had never seen such a scene before.
What appeared before her were deep pits one after another. In those pits, there were many people wailing helplessly.
They are still alive.
However, there were people standing by with shovels and other tools, sprinkling dark black mud on their bodies and faces.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Buried alive!
These two words appeared in Ning Huanxin's mind.
Her feet slipped and she fell to the ground.
"Bury them!"
"Bury them!"
Those voices, those voices continued to sound again. Ning Huanxin raised her head and saw clearly those people who were shouting and yelling. They all had a pair of red bloodthirsty eyes, and their expressions were as ferocious as monsters.
Something cool was sprinkled on Ning Huanxin's costume, with the fragrance of soil. This was...
Ning Huanxin came back to her senses and found herself lying in a deep pit without knowing when. Those people with red eyes were constantly throwing dirt on her...
(End of this chapter)