Chapter 697 The Origin of Fear, Mo Feifan

Lin Fan couldn't help but slap his lips on Yin Qingyue's aesthetics.

I really don't understand why a high-level space god would be interested in horror movies.

Does this guy actually get scared when he watches a horror movie...

Lin Fan originally wanted to find a romantic action movie and study the high-end techniques of the God Realm, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find one, not even his favorite sci-fi movie.

"Forget it, let's watch horror movies." Lin Fan picked out a CD at random.

Don't say it, it's already one o'clock in the middle of the night, and the night is quiet.

The prison is also very quiet, and it is actually quite suitable for watching horror movies...

"But there doesn't seem to be a CD player at home..." Lin Fan didn't pursue enjoyment in his daily life, and he didn't decorate the prison room seriously. Although there was an LCD TV embedded in the wall in the prison, there was no video recorder.

And at this moment.

"Squeak."

The door opened.

Wearing pajamas, Yin Qingyue walked out of another bedroom sleepily, yawned, and looked at Lin Fan with some surprise: "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

"Didn't I see that you bought a bunch of new CDs..." Lin Fan held up the horror movie CDs in his hand with some guilt.

Seeing the cover of the horror movie in Lin Fan's hand.

Yin Qingyue, who was originally sleepy, suddenly regained her spirits, "Do you want to watch?"

"Uh..." Lin Fan nodded in astonishment.

"That's great!" Yin Qingyue exclaimed in surprise, and then remembered that she was still sleeping in the room when she was a child, and hurriedly closed the bedroom door, and said in a low voice: "Ever since the ring got this prize, I have never dared Look, that kid didn't dare to watch it with me when I was young, but now someone is willing to watch it with me!"

"Loop?" Lin Fan was stunned: "Didn't you promise me..."

"Don't pay attention to those details." Yin Qingyue slipped her mouth, and quickly changed the subject with a guilty conscience: "It happens that I have never seen these things in the Space Temple. I heard that they are scary. It is best to have someone to watch them with you!"

Lin Fan was slightly taken aback.

oh?

It seems that this horror movie is very scary.

As expected of God Realm, even Yin Qingyue, the god of space, would not dare to watch the horror movie that was staged.

I want to see it myself.

"But now there is a problem," Lin Fan frowned, "We don't have a CD player."

"Why not?" Yin Qingyue walked back to her bedroom cautiously, and when she returned to the living room again, she was already holding an unopened CD player in her hand, with a red flower tied on it, and the words "four Waiting for the prize" big red note.

Lin Fan's expression suddenly became complicated.

Obviously.

Yin Qingyue hasn't been idle recently... This is another trophy.

But Lin Fan didn't bother to say anything, he directly plugged in the power, connected to the TV, turned off the light under Yin Qingyue's excited eyes, sat on the sofa, and picked up the remote control.

Yin Qingyue was also sitting on the sofa, leaning against Lin Fan, holding a large bag of potato chips in her arms.

"Why are you trembling?" Lin Fan suddenly felt something was wrong, and turned to look at Yin Qingyue.

"I was suffocated by pee...I should have known that I wouldn't drink so much milk tea before going to bed last night." Yin Qingyue's pretty face flushed, a little embarrassed.

Lin Fan frowned: "Then go to the toilet quickly, I'll open it when you come back."

"No! No need!" Yin Qingyue shook her head firmly: "I've heard that this kind of tension and excitement is what you want when watching horror movies!"

Lin Fan looked at Yin Qingyue with a complicated expression.

Sister, what kind of ignorant girl are you pretending to be?

Anyway, you used to be a fifteenth-order space god, and even though you have been reduced to a false god, your strength is still terrifying.

Horror film?

Even if there are ghosts, it's not you who should be afraid!

Wouldn't it be enough to teach ghosts to be human with a space tear backhand? When the ghost sees you, I'm afraid it will have to walk around.

But after thinking about it, maybe this is the boring daily life of the fifteenth-rank boss. After all, it is difficult for Yin Qingyue to feel fear and depression in reality.

Also felt in horror movies.

Lin Fan took a deep breath and pressed the play button full of expectation.

at the same time.

In the Kingdom of Lieyang God, in Jinlun City.

A young man with a pale face under the moonlight suddenly laughed, his eyes drifted away instantly, as if he saw something through the barrier of space.

"I didn't expect, so soon, you and I met again."

"Lin Fan, be afraid."

"Send me your power, using fear as the medium."

And the other side.

The moment Lin Fan pressed the play button, he was full of anticipation.

After all, it was a horror movie that made Yin Qingyue, the high-level god of space, react like this, and dared not watch it without anyone accompanying him.

And it's a horror movie from God Realm.

"I'm afraid it's more terrifying than those on Earth."

But in the next hour, Lin Fan knew that he was wrong!

That horror movie wasn't scary at all!

During the whole process, only a green ghost was seen floating there, and then pounced on the gods one by one.

Even though the gods released all kinds of powerful magic spells, the green ghost was unscathed, as if in another plane, easily walked out of those magic spells, and then harvested the lives of those gods.

There wasn't even a fight or blood, the green ghost just touched it, and those god actors shouted something like "Oh, I can't do it", "It's so painful" and fell down.

A bunch of poor performers.

"This is the horror movie from God Realm?" Looking at the green ghost on the screen, Lin Fan didn't feel the slightest fluctuation in his heart.

This thing is not as good as the horror movies on earth!

Sadako, the murderous clown, the classic screen images like The Shining.

Isn't this a hundred thousand times stronger than such an inexplicable ghost?

"However, aside from the plot, it is worthy of being a horror movie produced by the God Realm. These actors are all gods of the eighth or ninth rank..." Lin Fan looked at the thousand-foot vortex that a god rolled up on the lake on the screen, and nodded slightly .

This is not a special effect.

But divine power.

It was also these powerful magical arts with comparable effects that made Lin Fan persist in seeing the present.

In Lin Fan's eyes, this so-called horror movie is not scary at all, but more like a sci-fi movie on Earth...

Lin Fan turned his head to look at Yin Qingyue.

At this moment, Yin Qingyue, the former fifteenth-order space god, turned pale, and looked at the screen tremblingly, her whole body was almost stuck to Lin Fan's body, the potato chips in her arms had long been thrown aside, and one hand died. He grabbed Lin Fan's arm firmly, and covered his eyes with the other hand.

But she still showed her fingers, through which a pair of beautiful eyes stared intently at the TV.

From time to time, because the ghost threw down a god, it made a depressive and terrified scream!

Even the divine power of space is surging and fluctuating in the body, as if it is about to annihilate the TV in front of him at any moment.

"ah!"

"Another one died!"

"ah!"

"It's scary!"

It looks like a dish that needs to be seen.

Lin Fan grinned as he was caught, and looked at Yin Qingyue helplessly.

Not to mention, Yin Qingyue's appearance of this little bird at this time really aroused the desire to protect her. Lin Fan even wanted to stretch out his arms to hug her for a moment.

but.

This is his own believer, and he was also the former god of high space.

Regardless of his identity, Lin Fan couldn't do anything...

Lin Fan could only say speechlessly: "No, there's nothing to be afraid of, there's not even a little blood. If he took out his heart and chewed it a few times, it would still look a little scary, and it would be gone if he rushed over..."

"What do you know, it's the fear of the unknown that is the scariest!" Yin Qingyue said, screaming again: "Ah! Another one died! He just died out of nowhere!"

Lin Fan suddenly understood.

For Yin Qingyue, she has never seen anything.

If something really took out its heart, or if the ghost threw its hands and feet and landscaped, then it would be nothing special in this God Realm. After all, all the people present here are gods...

But this kind of unexplainable death after rushing over, this kind of unknown existence, is the most terrifying!

But even so.

Lin Fan, who has experienced the baptism of horror movies on Earth, is completely uninterested in this kind of horror movies.

But in the next moment.

Lin Fan suddenly felt something was wrong.

Is my divine power losing?

Lin Fan's face changed slightly, and after careful investigation, he finally found that every time Yin Qingyue screamed in fear, the faith value in her body would faintly drop by hundreds of points!

It's easy to understand,

Yin Qingyue is Lin Fan's follower. Her power comes from Lin Fan, so when she loses her power, she will naturally lose Lin Fan's power.

But what surprised Lin Fan was.

"This horror movie, how can I lose my divine power?"

Lin Fan could even feel that his divine power was flowing from Yin Qingyue's body to the TV bit by bit, to be more precise, it was flowing into the screen of the horror movie.

"No, although the divine power was lost, it was only from Yin Qingyue... and I didn't."

Lin Fan seemed to have thought of something, and looked at the horror movie with complicated eyes.

Both he and Yin Qingyue were watching this horror film, but the divine power did not flow from him, but flowed from Yin Qingyue to the horror film.

It seemed that there was a big mouth hidden behind the TV, swallowing divine power silently.

If it was due to the difference in strength, then he was far behind Yin Qingyue, and it was obviously the divine power that should have been lost from him.

So it is definitely not a difference in strength... But if it is not the difference in strength that causes this difference, then...

"It's fear!" Looking at Yin Qingyue who was trembling all over, Lin Fan suddenly understood!

This horror film is obviously not that simple. While it spreads fear, the people who created it feed on the fear of gods!

This method... is extremely frightening!

Believers achieve the power of gods because of their beliefs, and the people who hide behind horror movies use the fear of other gods to become their own power.

Even gods are also afraid of the unknown.

And once in this state, those divine powers from belief will loosen, and the person hidden behind the horror film will quietly absorb these divine powers and turn them into their own power.

From a certain point of view, this is almost a means of turning gods into their own believers!

However, Lin Fan was not in a hurry to turn off the TV. After all, Yin Qingyue only lost one or two hundred points of faith in a single fear. After this calculation, watching a movie lost tens of thousands at most.

Lin Fan wanted to take this opportunity to figure out what was going on.

This is a good job to get rich. Lin Fan looked at the big words on the cover of the CD, and it was 30,000 copies.

Although 10,000 points of faith is not much, if everyone who reads it loses 10,000 points of faith unknowingly... then there are at least 300 million points of faith!

Besides, who stipulates that a disc can only be played once, and only one person can watch it?

Lin Fan clenched his fists.

Unexpectedly, when I was desperately robbing with my hardworking hands, someone would be able to earn several times more income than me just by filming such a vulgar horror movie!

This world is unfair!

"However, why is this guy able to feed on the fear of the gods?"

"How did you do it?"

finally.

In Yin Qingyue's trembling exclamation through the gap between her fingers and her eyes widening.

The green ghost threw down the last living extra.

"I'm scared to death!" Yin Qingyue let go of Lin Fan's hand, and patted her messy chest with unsatisfied fear, her face flushed, "I almost peed in fear."

"As for?" Lin Fan looked at Yin Qingyue speechlessly.

Yin Qingyue trembled in fear: "Why not? There is no such thing in the Space Temple. This is the first time I have watched a horror movie."

"My God, what the hell happened. What the hell is that ghost?"

Lin Fan smashed his mouth.

"Anyway, I don't feel any fear at all. That's it?" Lin Fan pouted his nose, looking expressionlessly at the list of cast members scrolling on the TV.

But at the next moment, Lin Fan's eyes suddenly froze.

"It's him?"

On the list of participating actors, the director and screenwriter are all names that Lin Fan is very familiar with.

"Mo extraordinary".

The origin of fear, Mo Feifan!

Even the column for the starring role reads "Green Unjust Soul: One of Mo Feifan's believers, the Messenger of the Netherworld".

Lin Fan couldn't believe it, although he knew before that Mo Feifan seemed to be an idol too, and had fans just like Zhao Yaxin.

But in Lin Fan's expectation, Mo Feifan should be like Zhao Yaxin, releasing some pop music albums, bouncing around to attract fans.

Never expected that this guy's business turned out to be in horror movies!

Is this also called the idol route?

Are there any idols who play to scare fans?

And at the moment when Lin Fan was surprised.

"Crack, click, click, crack..."

The electric current sounded, and the TV that originally played the cast list clearly flickered, and the already dim room became flickering.

The window was suddenly closed, and the sound of whimpering and sobbing came from the toilet.

The light in the toilet also turned on by itself, crackling and flickering, and even the faucet turned on by itself, making a strange sound of water.

An indescribable fear is slowly appearing in this room.

Yin Qingyue seemed to feel something. At this moment, facing the unknown existence, she seemed to have forgotten her great strength as the god of the fifteenth-order space. She looked at the flickering toilet with a pale face, and trembled: "Lin Fan, there, what's there..."

Although she is super strong.

But in the final analysis, facing the unknown, facing the so-called weirdness, even the gods will instinctively feel fear.

This is not a question of strength.

It’s as if a strong man who can smash a cabinet with one punch will still jump up in fright when faced with a strangely moving cabinet, shouting that this cabinet will kill me silently!

"It's okay, I'll go take a look." Lin Fan stood up expressionlessly and walked into the toilet.

I saw that there was a pair of bloody handprints on the glass of the toilet, and the blood was still flowing down.

And under the flickering light, a hand with festered skin was slowly protruding from the toilet towards Lin Fan, and even Lin Fan's ears rang a deep echo.

"help me."

"I'm so wronged to die..."

"Come and accompany me..."

"Lin Fan," Yin Qingyue's trembling voice came from behind Lin Fan, "What happened there? Is the toilet haunted?"

Lin Fan stood in front of the toilet, looking at the outstretched palm.

Think about it.

Pressed the water button.

"Come with me...Gululu..."

"Wow~"

"It's okay, the toilet wasn't flushed clean." Lin Fan looked at the rotten arm that was flushed down the toilet in the whirlpool, and said expressionlessly.

But at this moment, light footsteps suddenly sounded behind Lin Fan, a gust of icy breath blew on his neck vaguely, and a cold and penetrating touch appeared on Lin Fan's neck.

It was a woman's hand, delicate and slender, but white as death, with bright red blood dripping from between her fingers.

"Little brother, look at me, do you look good?"

A nightmarish moan sounded behind Lin Fan.

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