I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

Gunshots rang out, breaking the silence of the night. The camera panned up, revealing a dilapidated city on screen.

Subsequently, the city became alienated and flat, as if it had been painted on.

No, it really did become a painting, an illustration on a book page.

The text written on the pages looked terrifying. The book was closed by a hand, and the title "Shadow of Terror" and the author's name, Koto, could be seen on it.

The camera pans up to a middle-aged man with a serious expression as he puts a book back on the shelf. The camera follows his hand movements and pulls back to show the entire bookstore's shelves.

It's full of horror stories, with horrifying covers, and all the authors are from the ancient capital. There are also trailers for new works by the same author, so it seems quite popular.

The camera continued to pan back, a common way to show a panoramic view, but Mo Guangyuan sensed something strange about it.

It was only then that he suddenly realized there was a serious problem with the shot.

When a normal camera zooms out, just like the human eye, everything moves backward in sync, following the rule that things appear larger when they are closer and smaller when they are farther away, and everything becomes smaller together.

However, in this shot, the bookshelf in the middle remains unchanged, but the surrounding scenery changes, as if space has suddenly distorted, giving people an unstable, twisted and eerie feeling.

This zoom method was very novel and immediately caught Mo Guangyuan's attention.

Back then, he was also a film and television major graduate. He couldn't find a job, so he had to take the exam. He finally got in after two years of trying.

The use of this shot captivated Mo Guangyuan. He found it very interesting and couldn't help but sit up straighter.

As the plot progressed, he realized that the story at the beginning was actually the content of the story, and that the author named Gudu was a bestselling author from Feidu.

The city is like a metropolis in a superhero movie, bustling and magnificent, but also impoverished and destitute. The protagonist is a detective who lives above a restaurant and has a fat orange cat at home, looking quite down on his luck.

He checked his email and saw some letters and some authorization letters, but he didn't pay any attention to them. Instead, he went out to meet his friend at a teahouse.

The protagonist's two friends are also quite unique. One is a handsome but somewhat neurotic young man, and the other is a petite girl dressed in what looks like medieval knight armor. According to the introduction, both of them possess some special powers.

They were discussing matters concerning the ancient capital. From their conversation, Mo Guangyuan could roughly deduce that they had apparently been on an adventure together and were partners in an investigation.

But the specifics of the adventure weren't mentioned, and it didn't seem important.

Just as they were chatting, the man who had been reading with a serious expression suddenly appeared outside the glass wall. He was holding a gun and started firing at everyone in the teahouse.

Unexpectedly, the three protagonists displayed extraordinary power through their actions, managing to stop the man's attack, knock him unconscious, and extract some clues through physical interrogation.

When he saw the short but armored girl throw a punch, turning the tall man's face blue and purple, Mo Guangyuan felt the same pain.

"Turns out this is a fantasy film with superpowers."

Mo Guangyuan muttered to himself.

What follows is quite typical: the three of them decide to investigate the events in the ancient capital because they feel threatened. They go to the publishing house and get more information.

Up to this point, the plot was still in the exploratory stage, but when the editor brought out the opening draft, the group of people became quite excited.

Because the content of this article is exactly what they are experiencing now.

As he read the manuscript, that strange zooming effect reappeared, giving Mo Guangyuan a sense of oppression.

Moreover, the book is called "The Mouth of a Madman," and it seems that the plot of this movie is derived from this book.

For a moment, Mo Guangyuan was somewhat confused.

He didn't know whether the detectives in the movie were real or just part of the story, like the man who killed his companion at the beginning.

Perhaps these people will soon turn the page, just like at the beginning, and tell everyone that they were all part of the story.

Putting himself in Mo Guangyuan's shoes, he felt that if he suddenly received a book containing all the things he had done and was planning to do, he would also feel a little horrified.

The film returns to that house, and the dark and eerie environment makes Mo Guangyuan suppress his emotions once again.

Just as the camera was following the protagonists as they slowly explored, Mo Guangyuan was suddenly tapped on the shoulder.

Holy crap!

He cursed instinctively, took off his headphones, and turned around, only to find it was his boss.

"Xiao Mo, remember to turn off the lights and close the door when you leave."

The leader pointed to the switch by the door.

"Oh……"

Mo Guangyuan responded subconsciously, his mind still in a daze.

"The work doesn't have to be too strenuous. Just make sure you finish on time. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

The leader patted Mo Guangyuan on the shoulder again before leaving the office.

Mo Guangyuan looked and realized that it was almost 5:20, 20 minutes had passed since he left work, and even the leaders who were usually the last to leave had already packed up and gone home.

The leader's point wasn't that he genuinely cared about Mo Guangyuan, but rather that if Mo Guangyuan worked overtime every day, it would make other colleagues leave on time, which would be very unprofessional, and such behavior should be collectively resisted.

Turning his head back, Mo Guangyuan hesitated.

If I go home now, the movie will just sit there halfway through.

He was curious and eager to see what would happen next.

"No, I'll come back tomorrow. I'm not working overtime today, or my wife will scold me."

Mo Guangyuan said this, but his hand still obediently pressed the play button.

"Just five more minutes, just five more minutes."

Mo Guangyuan muttered to himself as he continued reading.

He watched as the protagonists explored the eerie house, when suddenly he heard footsteps coming from upstairs.

Moved by the scene, Mo Guangyuan also became a little nervous and clenched his fists.

Suddenly, I felt someone behind me. I turned around and saw my boss again.

"You forgot something. You should head home soon."

"Ok."

Mo Guangyuan responded, but found that the leader did not seem to intend to leave.

"Xiao Mo, if you have any problems or dissatisfaction with your work, you can tell me directly. It's okay."

The leader spoke earnestly.

"...I understand, I understand."

Mo Guangyuan hurriedly agreed.

"Then you should go home early, it's almost six o'clock."

"OK, all right."

Mo Guangyuan watched the other person leave and sighed.

This is a way of telling myself not to work overtime anymore and create an atmosphere of intense competition in the office.

But this movie...

Mo Guangyuan couldn't help but glance at the screen again.

This movie is so addictive, I can't stop watching it!

Chapter 242 is too incredible!

Mo Guangyuan sent a WeChat message to his family, saying that he had to work overtime and would be home late. Then he continued reading "The Mouth of a Madman".

Mo Guangyuan was very curious about what was upstairs in his house.

The atmosphere grew increasingly heavy, and Mo Guangyuan's heart pounded with each creak from the ceiling.

"We can't go upstairs like this..."

Mo Guangyuan thought to himself that, under these circumstances, the person upstairs was definitely not a good person.

Following the typical formula of horror movies, going upstairs at this time would most likely result in a terrible ordeal.

At that moment, the girl named Xia suddenly raised her hand.

dong dong dong-

A certain force erupted, and the ceiling trembled as if it had been struck by something, followed by an explosion. When the dust settled, there was no more movement on it.

"???"

Mo Guangyuan was somewhat bewildered.

Normally, shouldn't this be a thrilling and exciting exploration before finally defeating the enemy and reaping the rewards?

How did that solve it?

Isn't this girl a bit too amazing?

He saw that Lu Ban had given his opinion on this, and the three of them started telling jokes again.

"It just feels a bit frivolous."

Although Mo Guangyuan found the crosstalk performance by these people quite interesting, he wondered if it was a bit strange to perform crosstalk in a horror movie.

The atmosphere created earlier gave Mo Guangyuan goosebumps, but the interactions between these people always made it feel like a comedy.

The contrast between the two made Mo Guangyuan feel... quite intrigued.

If the scenes are constantly terrifying and you're always on edge, it can easily lead to fatigue.

The back-and-forth action, using a lighthearted plot to alleviate fear, is quite good.

The three of them went up to the second floor and saw the corpse of a monster.

When Mo Guangyuan saw the monster with an octopus-like head and the appearance of a large dog, he felt a chill run down his spine.

This monster instinctively disgusted him, especially its bizarre color distribution, like seeing bright red and bright green together, it was an eyesore.

In the room, he also saw a painting depicting the monsters in a group, with a gap in the foreground, making it seem as if the monsters had jumped out of the painting.

Suddenly, the monster's belly swelled up.

The three quickly left the room, and the moment they closed the door, the monster's corpse exploded, scattering tiny, tentacled worms everywhere—a truly nauseating sight.

"Alas."

Mo Guangyuan rubbed his hands. The scene, with its dense swarms of tiny worms and gore, was too much for even someone with mild trypophobia like him.