The Mysterious Recovery of the Forgotten World

Chapter 209 The Past of the Photo Gallery

At this moment, Li Leping came to a hall on a certain floor of the ghost photo studio.

In the familiar lobby, there was a lingering musty smell in the air.

It's just that he didn't come here on his own initiative. He and Gu Li were both teleported here suddenly. The time was so short that the two of them didn't react at all and appeared in this hall directly.

At the long table next to the gate, Gu Chengjun sat on the inner side of the table, that is, the side with the drawers.

"sit down."

He gestured with his hand.

Immediately afterwards, two chairs appeared outside the long table out of thin air.

These two chairs, as well as the chair Gu Chengjun was sitting on at the moment, didn't exist originally, but appeared because of a thought of Gu Chengjun.

Creating things out of thin air is simply not in line with scientific principles.

"Are you the controller here?"

Seeing this scene, Li Leping seemed to understand something.

From a certain point of view, this ghost photo studio is a large ghost domain.

In Ghostland, anything is possible.

However, only the owner of the ghost domain can control everything in the ghost domain.

And Gu Chengjun's method of conjuring a chair out of thin air, coupled with the photo belonging to him hanging on the wall of the hall, undoubtedly showed his identity.

The master of this ghost photo studio.

"Not really. Compared with controller, the word manager seems to be more in line with my current state, and this kind of management ability is not comprehensive."

Gu Chengjun's clothes are in line with the trend of the end of the last century, but his expression is full of indifference, and there is not much aura of a living person, which makes people feel very strange.

Calculated according to the year, he should belong to the ghost master at the end of the last century, but no one knows the specific situation of the supernatural events in that era.

"Incomplete?"

Li Leping was not polite either, he sat on a chair and faced Gu Chengjun face to face.

Gu Li didn't want to talk, he hadn't fully recovered from the shock, he just looked at the father who was neither human nor ghost, or in between, with a complicated expression.

Gu Chengjun looked at Gu Li, and finally there was a trace of life in his cold eyes.

He seemed to be remembering something, and said to Gu Li: "More than 20 years ago, you were just born, and I was just an ordinary person at that time."

"But one day, I received a photo outside my house, a black and white one, taken from a photo studio with ghosts."

Having said that, Gu Li finally couldn't help but said: "So, you became the delivery person of the ghost photo shop?"

"Yes." Gu Chengjun didn't mind that Gu Li suddenly interrupted him, but calmly admitted.

Gu Li's eyes moved slightly, and he asked, "And then? Why did you become like this?"

Gu Chengjun said: "The first photo I sent was a color photo with a ghost. The moment it arrived at the designated place, the ghost revived, but I was lucky enough to control it."

The flat tone was telling a thrilling thing.

The process of controlling ghosts must not be too easy, otherwise the headquarters would have created a large number of ghost controllers long ago.

No one knows how Gu Chengjun managed the first ghost more than 20 years ago.

Obviously, in the eyes of Gu Chengjun now, the frightening experience in the past is just past tense now.

He needs time to remember, but not time to miss.

Continue the topic.

"The delivery man who controls the ghost, the task he receives 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 courier, the ghost master must have received a task to ask you to take pictures of the ghost, which means forcing you to come into direct contact with the terrifying ghost."

"When you accept this kind of task, you can no longer be called a delivery person. According to us, this kind of person who takes pictures of ghosts will be called a photographer."

"At that time, it was different from today. At that time, the ghost photo studio was operating normally, so people were pulled into the ghost photo studio almost every day. Most of them were ordinary people who were unarmed and didn't know anything about supernatural events."

"So, far more people died than now."

"After the first mission to control the ghost, the mission I received is the same as you are now. They are all to take pictures of the ghost. You must face the ghost and fight against the ghost."

"At that time, because the ghost studio always asked all the couriers on the day to accompany the photographer to participate in the task, so I had a lot of temporary teammates, but basically none of them could last me upstairs."

Hearing this, Li Leping nodded deeply.

For example, an ordinary person like Jiang Cheng has no chance of winning when facing a fierce ghost, and being killed is a matter of an instant.

At this time, Li Leping couldn't help but said: "I thought about it before, why did the ghost photo studio send ordinary people to follow me to take pictures, because ordinary people are too fragile and have no possibility of fighting ghosts at all."

Gu Chengjun looked at Li Leping and said directly, "So? What's your answer?"

"My answer is that the ghost studio is to let these ordinary people die as cannon fodder, so that these cannon fodder can test the killing patterns of the target ghosts, so as to increase the possibility of photographers imprisoning ghosts."

"That's right." Gu Chengjun praised in a cold tone, "Although confrontation is inevitable, but with so many cannon fodder, at least the possibility of the photographer being the first to be targeted will be reduced, and trying to find the law of killing is equivalent to It’s taking the initiative.”

This is a cruel method of asking for directions, but Li Leping didn't say anything about it.

In supernatural events, sacrifice is inevitable, willing 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 shop better than Gu Chengjun.

This is not only because he is a photographer of the older generation, but more importantly, he is a photographer who has gone to the end.

"After becoming a photographer, I have experienced many horrible supernatural events, but these tasks are not assigned meaninglessly, which means that the photographer is not sent to die in vain."

Another message was revealed in Gu Chengjun’s narration: “When the deliveryman dies, he forces the photographer to take the risk of reviving the ghost to fight against the ghost. It is definitely not for the sake of letting the photographer die. the author's original intention."

At this moment, Gu Li took over the words: "In the process of handling the tasks assigned by the ghost photo studio, the photographer will also grow, because there are huge opportunities hidden in these tasks, it just depends on whether you can dig out the meaning."

Gu Chengjun nodded in relief.

But Li Leping's focus is not on this.

"The creator? Are you talking about the old man?"

Li Leping turned his head and looked at the huge portrait hanging on the wall of the hall.

One old and one young, one of them is Gu Chengjun, and the other one should be the creator.

"No, not him."

However, Gu Chengjun shook his head and denied Li Leping's statement.

"He, like me, is just the manager of the ghost 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 astonishment.

According to Gu Chengjun, isn't it true that the photo of the first manager of the ghost photo studio is not here at all?
Gu Chengjun was very sure of the news he told himself: "In the ghost photo studio, although there are not many traces left by the first manager, I still found some clues, so I am sure that what you see now, that The photo of the old man hanging on the wall is not the photo left by the first manager."

At this moment, Li Leping and Gu Li were both stunned.

"Then who was the first manager?" Gu Li asked.

"I don't know, that's a very mysterious person, he didn't leave his name."

"Although it is reasonable to say that every manager of the ghost photo studio will leave a photo, 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 to keep photos or not is entirely up to him."

"I only know that he is a ghost master who was active in the Republic of China period, and his strength is terrifying."

"As for him in that era, he seems to be called by the ghost masters of that era..."

Gu Chengjun paused, and after careful consideration, he said, "Ghost arrester."

During the period of the Republic of China, the ghost masters were called ghost hunters.

"Is it the Republic of China again?"

Li Leping kept silent. The information in his memory didn't know much about the ghost masters in the period of the Republic of China. After all, he only knew about an old Qin and a knocker.

As for ghost hunters...

He didn't have any impression of this title.

But the ghost masters in the period of the Republic of China would definitely not just give people nicknames casually.

护 means to arrest or detain.

It sounds like the police brother of this era, that is, the old guard.

"Wait a moment……"

Li Leping seemed to have thought of something.

servant...

Ghostly bad? !
Suddenly.

His face changed, as if he had thought of something incredible.

Thinking about it a little bit, in the memory of Huanggang Village, Yang Jian once went to a mourning hall in the village.

Isn't there just a black and white portrait in the mourning hall?

Detain ghosts, ghosts.

"Am I thinking too much, or does it really matter?"

Li Leping had never personally experienced all kinds of horrible things in Huanggang Village, and he did not dare to try the unsolvable suppression of ghost messengers.

"Where did I just say?"

At this time, Gu Chengjun spoke up.

He and Li Leping and Gu Li have been in a state of question and answer. Once the topic started, he forgot what he just talked about.

"It's said that few people can go upstairs with you." Gu Li replied.

"Ah."

After reorganizing the language, Gu Chengjun continued to narrate: "After a delivery mission and four photo-taking missions, I came to the fifth floor of the ghost photo studio."

He was not wrong, after all, a delivery mission cannot meet the requirements for going upstairs.

Fortunately, after Gu Chengjun controlled the ghost, 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 the ghost photo studio was deliberately set up like this, I was not much better than you at that time. My understanding of the ghost photo shop is basically It's all guesswork."

"The ghost photo studio has five floors in total, so at that time I was wondering if I would be able to leave the ghost photo shop after completing the sixth mission."

At this time, Gu Chengjun looked at his strange pale complexion with some regret: "It turned out to be like this."

"What happened to you?" Gu Li said in a low voice.

He used to think that Gu Chengjun had been dead for 20 years, but he was still young at that time, and when he heard the news, he just went to the cemetery to visit the grave, and he didn't even see his father's last face.

But now, although he saw his father again, it was under such an occasion, and what he saw was also a father who lacked emotion.

Gu Chengjun said: "After experiencing the sixth mission of a narrow escape, I returned to the ghost photo studio."

"As a result, I was on the fifth floor and saw another wooden door. It was not a passage to leave this ghost place forever, but a step leading to the sixth floor. Walking up it meant that you would become the master of the ghost photo studio. "

"Although I guessed this at the time, there was no other way. I had no choice but to continue upstairs."

"However, going up to the sixth floor does not mean that I am safe at all. What I encountered there was the greatest horror I have ever encountered so far."

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 followed his gaze and looked over.

"I met him there, the previous manager."

"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 shop, that is, the old man?

"Is he still alive? And has been monitoring you on the sixth floor?" Gu Li analyzed.

"No, he's dead, and what's left there is just a copy of him, just like me now."

Gu Chengjun denied Gu Li's guess, but explained a more confidential information.

"replica?"

Li Leping frowned.

This word seems to represent Gu Chengjun's state at the moment.

"When you go up to the sixth floor, you will see an old camera, which is supported by a tripod. Use that camera to take a picture of yourself, and there will be a person who is exactly the same as yourself, 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 copy. It's like controlling your fingers."

"The figure that appeared on the sixth floor should be the same. It is a replica left by the second manager to maintain the order of the ghost photo studio when he himself is not in the ghost photo studio."

"But judging from the loss of control of his replica, it is estimated that the second manager is dead, and the dead will not be conscious, so naturally they will no longer be able to control their replica."

"However, before the old man died, he 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. 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 being out of trouble, so I died, and even the delivery staff and photographers of that era were all taken away by the replica of the old man." killed."

(End of this chapter)