Chapter 381 Photo studio, the walls are full of photos!

Luo Wenxin repeated to everyone what he had just said to Ming Zhuo.

Qiao Song's face turned pale instantly, and he felt goosebumps all over his body, "No way, there is really something wrong in this corridor."

The place where several people gathered happened to be the corridor on the 7th floor.

Even if a tragic murder happened there, more than ten years have passed, and the walls have been repainted, and nothing unusual can be seen.

The yin energy here is not the heaviest.

Ming Zhuo: "Since you have all seen it up there, let's take the elevator to the 11th floor to meet up with everyone." If

they want to take the elevator, they must go through the entire floor to take the elevator.

The vacancy rate on the seventh floor is a bit high. I guess the company where two people died has already closed down.

Several people walked through offices with flashlights in their hands.

This time it was Cheng Jingru who walked in the front, while Ming Zhuo lagged behind the others half a step and walked at the end.

When passing by an office, Cheng Jingru suddenly stopped, frowned and stared inside.

Qiao Song walked up to her and subconsciously asked, "Junior sister, what's wrong? Ah!"

He turned his head and saw two people standing vaguely in the office opposite, and was immediately startled.

When the flashlight was shone on it, he realized that he was overly frightened.

This is probably a photo studio. Opposite the glass door is the front desk. The whole wall is covered with photos, which are obviously customer photos.

There are wedding photos, family photos, and personal artistic photos.

What scared Qiao Song were the two human-shaped standees placed at the door. At first glance, it looked like someone was standing in the dark.

Qiao Song was a little embarrassed, "I just saw it wrongly, sorry."

Ming Zhuo stared at the photo wall inside for a few seconds, then turned his head to look at the place where Cheng Jingru was looking.

This is a dance studio. Three walls are mirrors. Cheng Jingru was staring at the mirror.

Before she entered the industry, she encountered a ghost hidden in the mirror during an audition. She could have entered the entertainment industry smoothly, but because of that incident, she was ruined.

Therefore, she instinctively felt that the mirror was not a good thing, but a passage to another world.

Several other people also subconsciously looked at the mirror, but no one paid attention to Qiao Song.

Ming Zhuo spoke up: "It's okay, the uncanny valley effect, it's normal."

Qiao Song was puzzled: "What is the uncanny valley effect?"

Luo Wenxin continued: "It means that humans' liking for non-human bodies will increase as the similarity between non-human bodies and humans increases; but when this similarity reaches a limit, people's feelings will change from liking to disgust and fear; until this similarity reaches a very high level, people's liking will return."

Qiao Song thought for a while and said, "I don't quite understand."

Ming Zhuo: "For example, a parrot, It can talk like a human, do you think it is cute? Or this parrot, it not only can talk, but also has a human face, do you still like it? "

Qiao Song suddenly felt a chill on his back and shook his head honestly: "I think it's scary!"

Ming Zhuo: "If from a metaphysical point of view, the more similar an object is to a human, the easier it is to become a host of ghosts, such as the puppets commonly seen in horror movies."

Qiao Song felt goosebumps coming up, "Master Ruan, I understand!"

Cheng Jingru pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Let's go." After a moment, Ming Zhuo took the initiative to speak. It was pitch

black everywhere, and looking at the mirror for a long time would inevitably make people feel uneasy.

There was only one dance studio, not very big, so we passed that area quickly. The photo studio, on the other hand, was quite large, with its glass walls stretching all the way forward.

The owner probably wanted to create an advertising effect, so he pasted a lot of artistic photos on the glass wall. Everyone in the photos smiled sincerely and brilliantly.

The lights and footsteps gradually faded away, and no one noticed that the people in the photos began to move.

The smiles on their faces gradually became weird, and they moved their hands and feet stiffly, as if they wanted to walk down from the photos and quietly follow the group of people.

But soon, the weird smiles on their faces disappeared, and they looked in the direction of the glass door in horror.

Someone had left a piece of yellow talisman on it, which was a bright color in the darkness.

Those things were angry after being scared. How could a mere talisman for suppressing evil hurt them?

They walked down from the photo, the shadow of the hand became longer and longer, but the moment it touched the door, it turned into a few strands of black smoke and disappeared.

Qiao Song couldn't help but look back, "Master Ruan, did you hear any strange noises?"

Ming Zhuo looked normal: "No."

Qiao Song was a little confused, did he hear it wrong?

He looked at the dark corridor, always feeling like there were countless eyes staring at him in the darkness, "Something is wrong here, we have to be careful."

Ming Zhuo smiled and said nothing, but his steps were still neither fast nor slow.

Cheng Jingru, who was walking in the front, looked back at Ming Zhuo at the back, and felt inexplicably irritated.

She had a strange intuition that if she stayed on this floor, something bad would happen.

Why is Mingzhuo walking so slowly, making others wait? Isn't she afraid of dragging down Professor Luo?

Mingzhuo put a talisman between the photos while walking.

Luo Wenxin had been waiting for Mingzhuo, and saw her actions, a little puzzled, "What are you doing?"

Mingzhuo: "I'm here to be a consultant, not to fight for others, so it's better to have less trouble than more."

Luo Wenxin: "What do you mean?"

Mingzhuo looked up at the family photo in front of him, "It means, be obedient and don't move, whoever dares to move will be killed." Luo Wenxin

: "..."

Not really understood.

And is it an illusion, he always feels that the smiles of the family in the photo are stiff, and their eyes seem to be extremely scared, weak, pitiful and helpless!

The flashlight flickered, and when Luo Wenxin looked over carefully, he found that the family was still smiling happily and brightly.

So it was really his eyes that were blurry. It was really strange that he would have such a thought.

Luo Wenxin smiled and shook his head. He felt that the eerie and terrifying atmosphere seemed to dissipate instantly.

A group of people walked through the corridor and found the direction of the elevator.

"Great, let's go up quickly." Qiao Song was very happy that he could finally leave this damn place.

No one noticed that the photos on the wall, the wedding photo was missing a groom, and the family photo was missing two old people.

The remaining people in the photos were still smiling happily, as if nothing had happened just now.

——When

the elevator reached the eleventh floor, they found that there was some noise inside.

"I just saw Xia Xia! In the bathroom!" A girl with straight hair hugged her shoulders and shivered.

Her companion is a girl with a shark grip, who is calmly patting her back to comfort her.

There is also a tall and thin man standing next to her, with his head down, thinking about something.

On the slender ankle of the straight-haired girl, there is a black handprint, which is full of evil spirits, and it is obvious that she has seen a ghost.

Xia Xia is called Xia Wei, the female employee who committed suicide in Song Chongwen's mouth, and she has appeared again.