As an Audience

Yu Xing was very clear-headed.

He felt that this virus was somewhat like drinking alcohol, the kind of strong liquor.

He was in a state where his body felt light and airy, as if he might do something out of control at any moment, but in reality, he was perfectly clear-headed and knew exactly what he was doing.

That's interesting.

He's more excited than usual now, eager to do what the virus wants him to do and see what else it can show him next.

"Don't hesitate! Since neither of us has seen the movie, let's go in and give it a try!" Yu Xing grabbed Zhao Yijiu and excitedly headed towards the last door.

Zhao Yijiu was stunned for a moment, but ultimately chose to believe Yu Xing and was dragged away without saying a word.

However, due to the excessive activity and lack of concentration caused by the virus, Zhao Yijiu's thoughts unconsciously wandered elsewhere.

Yu Xing said he hadn't seen the movie either?

Is that possible?

Someone like Yu Xing, who supposedly has lived for a very long time, should have experienced everything, like taking a girl he likes to the movies... or going alone.

Even going to the movies with a man... let's forget about that, there doesn't seem to be any reason for it. Oh, right, what about Zhu Yan?

When Yu Xing takes her child, doesn't she take them to places like movie theaters or amusement parks?

Zhao Yijiu felt a sense of novelty.

It was as if, suddenly, he realized that only someone like him, who had been treated as an outcast since childhood, hadn't done this, and that there were other people who hadn't done it either.

Even his brother Zhao Mou had gone to the movies with his friends and the targets of his investigation. Sometimes when Zhao Mou came home, he would casually toss him the little gifts that came out of the movie theater to play with, although he would always throw the little gifts, which he considered completely useless, into an empty drawer and never look at them.

Yu Xing ... Zhao Yijiu pursed her lips and shook her head.

Grass.

What is he thinking?

What's the point of going or not? What does it prove? Is he trying to project his childhood resentment onto Yu Xing, then deceive himself into thinking he's not so pathetic?

It's just a coincidence; Yu Xing might simply not be interested.

If he doesn't care, then there's no point in pitying him. This virus... is really troublesome.

Zhao Yijiu pinched his thigh hard from an angle he thought no one could see, showing no mercy, until the veins on his forehead bulged in pain.

Indeed, no one saw it; he simply overlooked the ghost.

Yi Qing floated silently behind them, watching with disgust as the points of light representing vengeful spirits rushed towards Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu.

Seeing Zhao Yijiu pinching herself, he finally became somewhat interested and leaned over to say, "Don't just pinch yourself, pinch Yu Xing, let him sober up a bit."

Zhao Yijiu's pupils dilated, startled, but she quickly recovered and said coldly, "He doesn't need it."

"Silly boy, who cares if he needs it or not? It's such a good opportunity to pinch him! I don't care about his condition, I just want to see him wince in pain." Yi Qing looked at him with exasperation.

Zhao Yijiu: "..."You're pretty boring too.

Yu Xing's hand was already on the door, about to push it open, when she suddenly heard a human and a ghost whispering to each other. She turned her head alertly. "Who's trying to choke me?"

Yi Qing immediately straightened up, smiling as she hid the lower half of her face behind her open folding fan.

The next second, he was ruthlessly betrayed. Zhao Yijiu pointed at Yiqing without any emotion. "He wanted to strangle you."

"...?" Yi Qing was shocked. "What did you say?"

Not only did they betray their teammates, but they also added fuel to the fire!

When did this kid learn to be so bad? It's all Yu Xing.

"... Ha, actually I can probably hear everything." Yu Xing narrowed her eyes. "Your Excellency Yi Qing, if you want to see me wince in pain next time, I suggest you do it yourself."

Zhao Yijiu gave a brief, smirking smile.

A few words exchanged are also an effective way to resist the virus. The most stable killing power of the vengeful spirit virus is when it targets a single person. Once the number of infected people exceeds one, there are only two outcomes: one is that people scare each other, and the infected people become increasingly terrified, leading to accelerated mental pollution.

Another type is a positive influence, which helps to calm each other's fears, maintain rationality, and strengthen willpower.

Seeing that Zhao Yijiu's attention had shifted, Yi Qing, who seemed to be just having fun, shook his fan and exchanged a glance with Yu Xing. The two understood each other perfectly, and the kind, friendly, and helpful Sheqing Ghost kept his merits and fame hidden.

Yi Qing raised an eyebrow and thought.

Hmph, let that little Zhao Yijiu be arrogant for a while. Once we're in a safe area, let's see if he doesn't pinch Zhao Yijiu, who's been tattling on us, until he cries.

Take advantage of the fact that he's stronger than Zhao Yijiu while you can bully him a bit more, otherwise, once Zhao Yijiu's strength is about the same as that Lingren's, he won't be able to bully him anymore.

Each of the three had their own thoughts.

Yu Xing made a "shh" gesture at them and pushed open the door.

The doors to the screening room had become stiff from long disuse, and made a slight creaking sound when opened.

But this went unnoticed by anyone.

This time, as soon as the door opened, the two people and the ghost noticed the difference.

The screen in this screening room... is lit.

The screen was still playing some jumbled stuff, like unreadable garbled code, full of all sorts of patterns and designs. There was no sound, but just one glance at it was enough to make you feel a little annoyed.

They went up the small staircase and saw the movie theater's audience seats.

Sure enough, there was someone there.

A living person.

A living person who is about to die and has lost all self-awareness.

A few audience members sat scattered in their seats, staring blankly at the screen. Some held empty potato chip bags, while others held their phones with the screens already dark.

Everyone's face was pale and pink, as if covered with a layer of flour. Against this backdrop, their eyes appeared excessively dark, with very large pupils that almost completely obscured the whites of their eyes, as they stared intently at the screen.

Yu Xing had previously worried that the sound of opening the door would disturb the infected, just like the few they had caught elsewhere. Even though they were about to die, the infected always wanted to die in their own way, and if someone else wanted to kill them, they would still instinctively resist.

Yu Xing felt that the infected person's body was still alive, but their thoughts and spirit had been assimilated by the vengeful spirits and could no longer be called "themselves". In this case, running away, eating, and speaking were just the remaining memories of the body.

But the infected people in this screening room seemed to have no memory of their bodies.

They were kept firmly under control here, with no other thoughts but watching movies.

A longing also arose in Yu Xing's heart; he really wanted to see what that pile of things on the screen was all about.

His gaze then fell upon the last row of the audience seats, and he whispered to Zhao Yijiu, who was about to take action, "Don't kill them yet, it might trigger something very troublesome. Let's sit there first."

What else could Zhao Yijiu do?

We still have to listen to Yu Xing.

He struggled against the craving for movies that stemmed from the virus, yet he still had to walk towards the audience, who remained indifferent to everything they did.

Just as she was about to sit down, Zhao Yijiu clutched her chest and gritted her teeth, saying, "... Yu Xing, you'd better have a way of preserving my sanity as well."

Otherwise, he would definitely want to swear.