Horror Movie Set: This extra is too good at playing the tricks.

Chapter 84 Puzzle Pieces Return to Their Place, Backup of the Deceased

The black tide beneath our feet temporarily halted its advance as the wooden ladder collapsed, but the viscous darkness was tentatively creeping along the edge of the cliff.

"This place is not safe to stay for long."

Ye Jianguo glanced at Zhang Min, who was clutching her head and whose face was ashen. "Comrade Zhang Min is not in good condition. We need to go down."

No one objected; rather than waiting to die in the wind, it was better to take the initiative.

The path down the mountain was more difficult than the path up, especially on the dark, shady side.

Fortunately, everyone here has been through thick and thin, and after many stumbles and falls, we finally made it to the halfway point.

The dilapidated temple stood alone in the darkness.

As soon as he stepped inside, Lu Dan stopped abruptly. A sharp, intense pain pierced his temple, as if someone was frantically churning his brain with a blender.

Countless fragments of memory were brutally poured in—he ran in the dark, he fired a gun in despair, he saw his head fall, he saw himself being thrown into a pool of oil.

Lu Dan swayed and almost fell to his knees.

"Is this what synchronization is?"

He was breathing heavily, but his eyes gradually hardened.

The memories of the shady-side urticaria have returned.

Although this unfortunate man died a horrible death, this death record is invaluable intelligence.

"Adan, what's wrong with you?" Chen Hua, who was standing next to him, noticed something was wrong and cautiously gripped the baton at his waist.

"It's nothing, I was just thinking about some unpleasant things." Lu Dan waved his hand, bracing himself to support Zhang Min, who was also swaying, and walked straight towards the waste oil pool behind the temple.

The flashlight beam swept across the dark, oily noodles, finally settling on a corner.

There floats a charred body curled up in a ball.

Although the head was gone and the limbs were missing, the dark blue cotton-padded jacket, though charred, still revealed its design and pierced everyone's eyes.

"Hiss—" Da Lu gasped, his flashlight beam trembling.

"These clothes?" He moved the beam of light back to Lu Dan and compared them two or three times.

Ye Jianguo and Chen Hua took two steps back in perfect unison, creating a safe distance between themselves and Lu Dan.

Anyone who saw this scene would feel a chill run down their spine. If it was Ah Dan who died in the pool, then what kind of creature was this?

"Don't be nervous, everyone."

Looking at the wary eyes of everyone, Lu Dan felt a sense of helplessness.

He pointed to the charred corpse in the pool: "This can't be me. Haven't I been with everyone the whole time?"

Before Lu Dan could continue his fabrication, a sudden change occurred.

"call!"

A strange red wind swept out from the foot of the mountain, accompanied by the clatter of high heels, and a blurry black shadow, filled with intense resentment and a hint of inexplicable grievance, rushed over.

"Courage...courage!" A charming, shrill female voice echoed in the empty temple, sending chills down one's spine.

Before Lu Dan could react, the dark shadow darted along the ground with incredible smoothness and burrowed directly into his left ankle.

He froze, his face blank.

This time, the teammates were completely outraged—he was possessed!

Da Lu let out a strange cry and immediately hid behind Ye Jianguo.

Chen Hua's baton had already been deflected, and his sharp eyes locked onto Lu Dan.

This scene was so shocking; a thing that was clearly a vengeful ghost was being so intimate with this kid.

"Stop! Don't move! Leaders, please don't move!" Lu Dan raised his hands, feeling like a suspect caught red-handed.

He moved his somewhat stiff left foot, and the satisfied sigh of his roommate echoed in his mind.

"This is just a special tactical preparation," Lu Dan said, forcing himself to make up a story. "In a village like this, you definitely need something to protect yourself, right? This lady is my reliance... well, my reliance."

This explanation is so bad that even Lu Dan himself feels embarrassed.

Strangely, apart from Zhang Min who was still staring blankly ahead, the other three exchanged glances and slowly lowered their weapons.

After all, there have been many unscientific things along the way, so having another teammate who raises ghosts doesn't seem unacceptable—as long as he doesn't betray us.

"Alright, as long as you stand on the side of the people, you're a good comrade."

Ye Jianguo was the first to speak out, defining the nature of the matter. But his hand still remained, intentionally or unintentionally, protecting his waist.

"Now that we've reached a consensus, let's continue."

Lu Dan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly changed the subject.

At this moment, Da Lu, who had been hiding at the back, sniffed and circled the collapsed statue twice.

"That's strange, why do I feel a breeze down here?"

Da Lu lay on the ground, his ear pressed against the gap in the base of the statue: "Adan, Team Leader Ye, I have a vague feeling that there's something hollow down there."

Hearing this, Ye Jianguo also went over and reached out to probe the airflow through the gap: "There is indeed a draft. Comrade Da Lu has a very keen sense of things, pry it open and take a look."

The heavy stone statue base was forcibly moved aside, revealing a dark, gloomy opening.

"A secret passage?" Chen Hua raised an eyebrow.

Lu Dan supported the unsteady Zhang Min and gestured for the others to go first: "You guys go down first, I'll support Sister Zhang Min behind you, she can't take any more hustle in her current condition."

Ye Jianguo nodded and took the lead, rushing inside, followed closely by Da Lu and Chen Hua.

This was an extremely rough dirt road with no support on any side, and walking a few hundred meters of it was terrifying.

Finally, the space ahead opened up into a bright and open vista.

In front of it was a circle of white candles, each about the thickness of an arm, forming a circle, with a lonely little mound in the center.

The pale white candlelight burned silently, without flickering, like the eyes of a dead person.

"This is too eerie." Da Lu rubbed the goosebumps on his arms.

"Stop talking nonsense, start digging." Lu Dan's voice came from behind. "Da Lu, go ahead and scout ahead, see where this rat hole leads."

Although Da Lu was extremely unwilling, under Ye Jianguo's stern gaze, he still gritted his teeth and ventured into the depths of darkness.

The rest of the people then began digging around the mound with their bare hands.

A dozen minutes later, Da Lu returned, looking disheveled: "There's no road ahead, it's a dead end. But the top at the end seems to be made of wooden planks, they're quite brittle, we should be able to break them."

"That's good, it means we didn't go the wrong way." Lu Dan nodded. "Come and help."

With the addition of Da Lu, the efficiency of digging the soil improved.

"Got it."

Chen Hua's fingers touched a cold, stiff lump. She pulled hard, and the loose soil slid off, revealing a pale hand hanging limply, its fingertips filled with black mud.

Everyone held their breath.

Ye Jianguo's expression turned solemn. He quickened his pace and carefully brushed away the dirt covering the corpse's face, revealing a delicate yet deathly pale face—eyes closed, lips slightly parted—it was Zhang Min!

"what!"

Da Lu pointed at the corpse and then at Zhang Min standing next to Lu Dan: "This, this..."

Everyone looked at Zhang Min, who was still alive, with fear in their eyes.

However, Zhang Min, who had been in a dazed state, seemed to be activated the moment she saw the corpse.

She pushed Lu Dan's hand away, walked step by step towards the pit, and under everyone's gaze, knelt down by the pit and reached out her hand, actually pulling the corpse out of the pit.

Two identical bodies stand facing each other, one vibrant yet bewildered, the other lifeless yet real.

The next second, an extremely horrifying scene unfolded—the two people's bodies began to twist, their skin stuck together, and their bones embedded in each other.

The group retreated several steps, pressed themselves against the earthen wall, and dared not even breathe.

A few seconds later, the twisting stopped, and only Zhang Min remained standing in place.

Her face was still pale, but the confusion in her eyes had completely disappeared.

She stretched her neck, looked at everyone, and gave a bitter smile of relief: "Luckily, you brought me the sunny side of myself."

Zhang Min's voice echoed with a hint of hoarseness, as if two throats were speaking at the same time: "If I had found the body on the dark side first, then what's here now would really just be a dead body."