Li Leping came to a certain floor of the hall of the Ghost Photo Gallery at this moment.
The familiar hall has a lingering musty smell in the air.
However, he did not come here on his own initiative. Both he and Gu Li were suddenly teleported here. The time was so short that the two of them did not react at all and appeared directly in this hall.
At the long table next to the door, Gu Chengjun sat on the inside of the table, on the side with the drawers.
"sit down."
He stretched out his hand to signal.
Immediately afterwards, two chairs appeared out of thin air outside the long table.
These two chairs, as well as the chair Gu Chengjun was sitting on at the moment, did not originally exist, but they appeared because of Gu Chengjun's idea.
Creating things out of thin air is simply not in line with scientific principles.
"Are you the one in control here?"
Seeing this scene, Li Leping seemed to understand something.
From a certain perspective, this ghost photo studio is a large ghost realm.
In the ghost realm, anything can happen.
However, only the owner of the ghost domain can control everything in the ghost domain.
Gu Chengjun's method of conjuring a chair out of thin air, coupled with the photo of him hanging on the wall of the hall, undoubtedly showed his identity.
The controller of this ghost photo studio.
"Not really. Compared to controller, the word manager seems to be more in line with my current situation, and this kind of management ability is not comprehensive."
Gu Chengjun's clothes were in line with the trend at the end of the last century, but his expression was full of indifference, and he couldn't see much of a living person, which made people feel very strange.
According to the calculation of the year, he should belong to the ghost controller at the end of the last century, but no one knows the specific situation of supernatural events in that era.
"Incomplete?"
Li Leping was not polite, he sat on the chair and faced Gu Chengjun face to face.
Gu Li didn't want to speak. He hadn't fully woken up from the shock. He just looked at the father in front of him with a complicated expression, who was neither human nor ghost, or rather somewhere in between.
Gu Chengjun looked at Gu Li, his cold eyes finally showing a hint of life.
He seemed to be recalling something and said to Gu Li: "More than twenty years ago, not long after you were born, and I was just an ordinary person at that time."
"But one day, I received a photo outside my home, a black and white photo taken in a ghost photo studio."
Having said this, Gu Li finally couldn't help but said: "So, you became the delivery person of the ghost photo studio?"
"Yes." Gu Chengjun didn't mind Gu Li suddenly interrupting him, but admitted calmly.
Gu Li's eyes moved slightly and then asked: "Then what? Why are you like this?"
Gu Chengjun said: "The first photo I sent was a color photo with the ghost on it. The moment it was delivered to the designated location, the ghost revived, but I was lucky enough to control it."
The plain tone was telling a thrilling thing.
The process of controlling ghosts must not be too easy, otherwise the headquarters would have created ghost masters in large numbers.
No one knows how Gu Chengjun controlled his first ghost more than 20 years ago.
Obviously, in the eyes of Gu Chengjun now, the frightening experience in the past is just a thing of the past.
He needs time to remember, but he doesn't need time to miss.
Continue the topic.
"The deliveryman who controls the ghost will receive a task that is not as simple as sending photos."
As he spoke, his eyes moved slightly and he glanced at the old-fashioned cameras that Li Leping and Gu Li hung on their chests.
"As a delivery person, the task you receive as a ghost controller must be to take photos of ghosts, which means you are forced to come into direct contact with the terrifying ghosts."
"When you accept this kind of task, you can no longer be called a delivery person. According to us, people who take pictures of ghosts will be called photographers."
"That time was different from today. The ghost photo studio at that time was operating normally, so people would be pulled into the ghost photo studio almost every day. Most of them were ordinary people who were unarmed and had no understanding of supernatural events."
"So, far more people died than now."
"After I controlled the ghost on my first mission, the missions I received were the same as those of you now. They were all missions to take photos of the ghost. I had to face the ghost directly and fight against the ghost."
"At that time, because the ghost photo studio frequently required all delivery people on the day to accompany the photographer on the mission, I had many temporary teammates, but basically none of them could last me until I went upstairs."
Hearing this, Li Leping nodded with deep understanding.
For example, ordinary people like Jiang Cheng have no chance of winning when facing a fierce ghost, and they are killed in an instant.
At this time, Li Leping couldn't help but said: "I have thought before that why the ghost photo studio sent ordinary people to follow me to take pictures, because ordinary people are too fragile and have no possibility of fighting against the evil ghosts."
Gu Chengjun looked at Li Leping and said directly: "So? What is your answer?"
"My answer is that the ghost photo studio lets these ordinary people die as cannon fodder, so that these cannon fodder can test the killing patterns of the target ghosts, thereby increasing the possibility of the photographer imprisoning the ghosts."
"Not bad." Gu Chengjun praised in a cold tone, "Although confrontation is inevitable, with so many cannon fodder, at least the possibility of the photographer being the first to be targeted will be reduced, and trying out the killing rules is tantamount to
It’s about taking the initiative.”
This was a very cruel method of asking for directions, but Li Leping didn't say anything about it.
In supernatural events, sacrifice is inevitable, whether you want it or not.
What he cares about is whether his guess is correct.
Obviously, in this ghost photo studio, no one knows the operating mechanism of the ghost photo studio better than Gu Chengjun.
This is not only because he is an older generation of photographers, but more importantly, he is a photographer who has made it to the end.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "After becoming a photographer, I have experienced many terrible supernatural events, but these tasks are not assigned meaninglessly, which means that the photographers are not asked to do it in vain.
To die."
Gu Chengjun's narration revealed another piece of information: "The deliveryman died, and then forced the photographer to fight against the ghost at the risk of the ghost's resurrection. It was definitely not just for the photographer to die. This goes against the creation
The author’s original intention.”
At this moment, Gu Li took over: "While handling the tasks assigned by the ghost photo studio, photographers will also grow, because there are huge opportunities hidden in these tasks. It just depends on whether you can dig out this meaning."
Gu Chengjun nodded happily.
But Li Leping's focus is not on this.
"The founder? Are you talking about the old man?"
Li Leping turned his head and looked at the huge portrait photo hanging on the wall of the hall.
There is an old man and a young man, one of them is Gu Chengjun, and the other one should be the founder.
"No, it's not him."
However, Gu Chengjun shook his head and denied Li Leping's statement.
"Like me, he is just the manager of the ghost photo studio, not the creator."
"He is the second term, and I am the third term."
"What?!"
Faced with this information, Li Leping's eyes flashed with surprise.
According to what Chengjun said, wouldn't it mean that the photos of the first manager of the ghost photo studio are not here at all?
Gu Chengjun was extremely sure of the news he told: "Although there are not many traces left by the first manager in the ghost photo studio, I still found some clues, so I am very sure that what you see now is
The photo of the old man hanging on the wall is not the photo left by the first manager."
At this moment, both Li Leping and Gu Li were stunned.
"Then who was the first manager?" Gu Li asked.
"I don't know. He was a very mysterious person. He didn't leave his name."
"Although it stands to reason that every manager of the ghost photo studio will leave photos, just like this old man and I, the photos are hung on the wall of the hall, but he is the first manager and the founder. He
Whether or not to keep photos is entirely up to him."
"I only know that he was a ghost controller who was active during the Republic of China, and his power was terrifying."
"As for him in that era, he seemed to be called the ghost master of that era..."
Gu Chengjun paused and thought about it carefully before saying: "The ghost man."
During the Republic of China, the title of those who controlled ghosts was "Ghost Keepers".
"Is it the Republic of China again?"
Li Leping remained silent. The information in his memory didn't know much about ghost controllers during the Republic of China. After all, he only knew about Mr. Qin and a knock-knocker.
As for ghost arresters...
He had no impression of this title.
But ghost controllers during the Republic of China certainly didn't give people nicknames casually.
Ju means to arrest or detain.
It sounds quite like a policeman from this era, that is, a sergeant from the old days.
"Wait a moment……"
Li Leping seemed to have thought of something.
Servant...
Ghost?!
Suddenly.
His expression changed, as if he had thought of something incredible.
Reminiscent of it, in the memory of Huanggang Village, Yang Jian once visited a mourning hall in the village.
Isn't there a black and white portrait hanging in the mourning hall?
Keep ghost people and ghosts in check.
"Am I overthinking it, or does it really matter?"
Li Leping had never personally experienced the horrors in Huanggang Village, and he did not dare to try the inextricable suppression of ghosts.
"Where did I just say that?"
At this time, Gu Chengjun spoke up.
He had been in a state of question and answer with Li Leping and Gu Li. As soon as the topic started, he forgot where he had just talked.
"There are not many people who can go upstairs with you." Gu Li replied.
"Um."
After reorganizing his language, Gu Chengjun continued: "After one delivery mission and four photo-taking missions, I arrived at the fifth floor of the Ghost Photo Gallery."
He was right. After all, one delivery mission cannot satisfy the conditions for going upstairs.
Unfortunately, after Gu Chengjun controlled Li Gui, he completed a very difficult shooting task on the first floor and was able to climb to the second floor.
"Even though I completed five missions in a row, due to the lack of a guidance mechanism, or that the Ghost Photo Gallery was deliberately set up this way, I was no better than you at that time. My understanding of the Ghost Photo Gallery was basically
It’s all guesswork.”
"On the surface, the Ghost Photo Gallery has a total of five floors, so at that time I was wondering if I could escape from the Ghost Photo Gallery after completing this sixth mission."
At this time, Gu Chengjun looked at his strange gray-white complexion with some regret: "In the end, it ended up like this."
"What happened to you?" Gu Li said in a low voice.
He once thought that Gu Chengjun had been dead for twenty years, but he was still young at that time. When he learned the news, he just went to the cemetery to visit the grave, and did not even see his father's last face.
But now, although he saw his father again, it was under such an occasion, and he also saw an emotionally lacking father.
Gu Chengjun said: "After experiencing the sixth mission of almost dying, I returned to the ghost photo studio."
"As a result, I saw another wooden door on the fifth floor. It was not the passage to leave this ghost place forever, but the steps leading to the sixth floor. Going up means that you will become the controller of the ghost photo studio.
"
"Although I guessed this at the time, there was no other way. I had no choice but to continue going upstairs."
"However, going up to the sixth floor didn't mean I was safe at all. What I encountered there was, on the contrary, the greatest horror I have ever encountered."
As he said that, Gu Chengjun looked at the photo of the old man on the wall of the hall without any emotion.
Li Leping and Gu Li also followed his gaze and looked over.
"I met him there, the previous manager."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "What?!" Li Leping and Gu Li said in unison.
On the sixth floor of the ghost photo studio, I met the second manager of the ghost photo studio, that old man?
"Is he still alive? And he has been watching you from the sixth floor?" Gu Li analyzed.
"No, he is already dead, and what is left there is just a copy of him, just like me now."
Gu Chengjun denied Gu Li's speculation, but explained a more confidential information.
"replica?"
Li Leping frowned.
This word seems to represent Gu Chengjun's current state.
"When you go up to the sixth floor, you will see an old camera, which is supported by a tripod. If you take a picture of yourself with that camera, a person exactly like you will appear, but the color will be gray and white like mine.
."
Gu Chengjun didn't hide anything. He stretched out his hand, revealing a gray-white, extremely abnormal arm.
"The copied person does not have the thinking of a living person, but has the same supernatural power as you. It is like a replica of yourself. Unlike mechanical dolls, you can freely control your replica.
It's like controlling your fingers."
"The same should be true for the figure that appeared on the sixth floor. It was a replica left by the second manager to maintain order in the ghost photo studio when he himself was not there."
"But judging from the fact that his replica is out of control, it is estimated that the second manager is dead. Dead people will not be conscious, so naturally they will no longer be able to control their own replicas."
"But before he died, the old man should have found a way to control his replica on the sixth floor, so his out-of-control replica did not appear on other floors of the ghost photo studio. Otherwise, the ghost photo studio would
People are already dead."
"It's just that when I opened the door to the sixth floor of the ghost photo studio, the replica was equivalent to getting out of trouble, so I died, and along with the deliverymen and photographers of that era, they were all killed by the replica of the old man.