Chapter 432 (1/2)

: Tremble

Speaking of which, this was actually Han Leng’s first time watching a movie in a private cinema. It was the stuff of legends that were scarcely mentioned, even in fiction. Apart from the fact that the seats were a lot more spacious, the rest was not so different from a public cinema. Of course, you could play movies at your absolute discretion, for you owned this cinema.

Han Leng adjusted his seat a little, and laid back comfortably. As the movie began to play, the lights in the room went dim. He was now surrounded in total darkness.

Of course, Su Li did not intend to sit beside the perverted Han Leng. She sat a few rows before Han Leng, closer to the screen. She could easily turn back to check out on Han Leng’s expressions.

Zhao Youyue went ahead and started the movie. She had been smart enough to cup headphones over her ears before returning to the room. Some scenes in the “Chronicles of the Peculiar Black Cat,” when played in a big screen, while paired with godly musical effects courtesy of Goddess Chu could possibly scare people to death!

Thus, Zhao Youyue took some precautions. She knew this movie, inside and out. Her focus today was to observe the expressions of Su Li and Han Leng

After the movie began, Han Leng became slightly unnerved. Was this really the so-called visually stunning blockbuster? The opening scene already panned over spectacular masses of tombstones within the deep mountains. The atmosphere was eerie. Was this for real?

This bus was not headed to kindergarten. He wanted to get off!

However, when the “heroine” appeared, he temporarily held his feelings back. This side-character heroine had no sense of presence whatsoever. It gave him a feeling of deja vu. He was already starting to like her.

Furthermore, frankly speaking, he still could not tell where this was going, not yet. However, the image quality was definitely top-notch, and the props were incredibly realistic. There was no way that this was shot at a real location, right?

Han Leng continued watching. Somewhere along the way, he had already completely and unintentionally ignored the heroine. All of his focus shifted over to a group of backpackers. The strange “Feng Men village” was so convincingly real, that he felt as if he was there in person.

But it was the soundtrack that froze his blood solid. It was then when the unoccupied neurons in his head came upon the realization —- —- this was actually a goddamned horror film!

Having known the truth, he prepared to flee the scene. He was a gutless person, and he knew it. He did not have the stomach for horror. If he really had to sit through one of these films, it had to be during the day, and his entire room had to be illuminated. Now, he was lost in total darkness. That darkness seemed to be of that world he saw in the screen.

Su Li was the total opposite of Han Leng. She loved watching horror films alone, in the middle of the night. In the beginning, she loved watching the type of horror films that had extremely scary images that subliminally flashed through the screen and stimulated the mind. Then, she moved on to those that discussed about analogous psychological placebos, hallucinated transmigrations, and such. She had so many films under her belt that, she was almost numb. She had seen everything the genre could throw at her.

Of course, Su Li had started off, spooked like everyone else. However, with experience came impassiveness. She knew that this world harbored no ghosts. Horror stories was just another subsidiary of fiction. There were no Gods, there were no spirits, there were no ghosts. Only creators like her and others could create such things.

Su Li felt that the “Chronicles of the Peculiar Black Cat” was a little boring. She believed that the most important thing about a horror film were the plot twists and the scenes which kept the audience in suspense. Furthermore, all the characters in it had to be pathetically weak, to the point that they were completely unable to defend themselves from the ghosts. If not, how would it impart that sense of absolute vulnerability and mortal peril that came hand in hand with spiritual encounters?

Fortunately, the inconspicuous heroine who had first appeared was only a fake heroine. She was just there to set the initial mood. She did not even seem to be involved in the plot at all. She fully embodied the role of an onlooker.

The imagery and videography were indeed top-notch. How much money had been invested in the special effects?