When the story is written at this moment, when the story progresses to the present time.
what's next?
Will it stop here or continue writing?
What you continue to write is bound to be random fabrication.
But if the written story stops here, does that mean that it also ends here?
Immediately.
Gu Li stretched out the hand that contained the folded ghost and covered it with the paper that had not yet revealed the new content. At this time, his thumb directly dug into the bottom of the stack of papers.
Then, he exerted force with his palm and turned the stack of papers ninety degrees.
According to the ability of the Folding Ghost, flipping it like this will trigger the rules of the Folding Ghost, and the white paper will be affected to a greater or lesser extent.
The impact is indeed there.
Compared to before, the writing speed on the paper has become slower.
But in Gu Li's opinion, this slowdown has little effect.
From writing a piece of paper in two seconds to writing a piece of paper in four seconds, this change does not play a decisive role at all.
at this time.
Another piece of white paper was filled with crooked writing. The cold wind blew it, revealing another piece of white paper covered underneath.
This stack of white paper seems to never be used up, and its height never seems to decrease.
"No, the folding ghost can only affect the speed at which handwriting appears. This kind of influence can only delay the progress of writing, but cannot prevent the supernatural power of writing."
At this time, Gu Li was helpless with this pile of blank paper.
Detention has proven impossible.
As long as the source is not imprisoned, then this stack of white paper will continue to be generated from the darkness and will not be exhausted at all, and the contents on the paper will continue.
The folding ghost can only play an influencing role and cannot really prevent new content from appearing on the paper.
So, can you escape from here?
Gu Li, who knew there was no door behind him, still touched his back again in panic.
Still didn't touch the car door, only the metal wall that exuded a cold aura.
He was very sure that he was in the carriage, but now the interior of the carriage had been affected by some kind of supernatural force and had fallen into a state of chaos.
Maybe the car door is somewhere here, but in this supernatural land, it's not easy to find the location of the car door.
That's when.
Another piece of white paper was filled with text.
[After discussion, we finally decided that I would be responsible for completing the mission of the ghost train, and Li Leping would be responsible for going to the temple]
[The train stopped at the station, and we parted ways. Li Leping and Jiang Hao followed the group of Southeast Asian ghost masters to the haze, while I stayed on the ghost train. Fortunately, before leaving, Li Leping left
I bought a batch of ghost candles, which made me feel surprised and moved. I also felt that it was not impossible to survive these seven days.]
Looking at the last few paragraphs on this piece of paper, Gu Li felt a little numb.
The story described in the text is getting closer and closer to this moment.
soon.
As the paper filled with writing fell, a whole side of writing continued to appear on the newly appeared white paper.
It wrote down what he had experienced in the past few days.
When the white paper on which the events of the past few days were written was blown to the ground by the wind.
The white paper that was originally pressed under this white paper began to emerge with words.
Gu Li was also staring at the white paper at this moment, with a look of fear on his face.
He has given up the idea of retreat or confrontation, because he is very self-aware and knows that neither confrontation nor retreat will work now.
When the source cannot be found, confrontation is simply impossible.
As for the retreat plan.
Unless the ghost light is strong enough to invade this world, it will only increase consumption.
A few days ago, Gu Li could still take advantage of the stable state of the ghost shadow puppets and folded ghosts to release the strongest ghost light, trying to escape from this darkness.
But now he is no longer in the same state as before.
Therefore, he could only choose to take one step at a time.
soon.
In four seconds, the words on the paper went from blurry to clear.
[This is already my fifth day here. The ghost candles in my hands are consumed very quickly. The danger in a carriage often consumes a whole ghost candle, or even two ghost candles]
[Such a consumption rate makes me worry about whether I can survive the day]
[But there is no way. The mission of the ghost photo studio must be completed. I have no ability to resist that photo studio, not to mention that I also want to go to the higher levels of the ghost photo studio to search for Gu Chengjun's whereabouts]
[This world is really not for people to live in]
The self described in the text seems to be complaining at this moment.
[After complaining a little, I opened the door of the second carriage]
[After entering, I found that it was pitch dark inside, but there was light shining in the depths of the darkness. The source of the light seemed to be a desk lamp. The desk lamp illuminated the depths of the darkness, and also illuminated the picture of unknown use.
desk】
[I walked over with curiosity and caution. While trying to figure out the problem in my mind, I also wanted to find the severed limb hidden in this carriage]
[However, as soon as I came to this desk, I found that there were no books on it at all, only a stack of strange papers that looked like they were torn from some notes]
[Just when I want to figure out the reason for the existence of this blank paper]
【Something terrible happened】
"It's about to begin."
When Gu Li saw this sentence, his heart trembled.
These words seemed to indicate that some kind of danger was about to come.
[I suddenly noticed that handwriting began to appear on the paper. The handwriting did not look like a font that a living person could write. It was crooked and uneven, but fortunately I could barely understand it.]
The words left on the paper seemed to have completely imprinted themselves on Gu Li.
[In this stack of papers, I saw a lot of things about me. This stack of papers is like a memoir, a memoir that is not written by me, but describes me throughout, as if my life has been written into a paragraph.
story】
[While I was extremely frightened, I was also worried that if I continued to let this pile of paper write down, how would it write about things that had not happened yet?]
【Soon, I know】
"I see?"
The moment Gu Li saw this sentence, he couldn't help but be startled.
The "I" of course refers to myself.
But when did I know what was going to happen next?
A time of panic.
A scene appeared that made Gu Li feel extremely horrified.
The content written previously has almost filled this white paper.
But the last line is still blank, as if waiting for the continuation of the story.
Suddenly.
One sentence emerged.
This sentence is only four short words.
【The ghost appears】
Suddenly.
Just when I saw these four words clearly, a gust of cold wind blew from the darkness and blew away the paper that was already full of words.