Chapter 198: Snake Ghost Town · Screen

The video recorder was bought by the guy from the flea market in the boat camp area. Panasonic, when I went to the third uncle's room, the guy was installing it. I saw two identical spares on the sofa. Broken down halfway through time. Fortunately, the imported goods of that era were of good quality. Three of them could be used after the test. I weighed the spare one. The things in those days were real, unlike the current DVDs. It can be used as a dog flying saucer.
During the time when the video recorder was installed, the third uncle had not spoken, so let me sit down and smoke one by one without knowing what I was thinking about.
My hangover's headaches gradually improved, and people were a little nervous. From time to time, there were messy guesses about what pictures were recorded in this band. I thought about Xisha, but when they went to Xisha, it was impossible to bring video equipment (the equipment was quite precious at that time, and film cameras were still commonly used in China, and the film was still manual), so the content of the video tape was definitely not Xisha's time. Shoot something. Similarly, it cannot be the content behind the bronze door. Excluding these two places, what will be in the video? It's really clueless.
After the TV and the VCR were connected and the power was turned on, I picked out one of them and planned to put it in, but before he put it in the VCR, I hesitated again, and I did n’t know why I panicked, and glanced at it. Three uncles.
The third uncle waved to me and said, "Let's put it in? See what I'm doing, are you scared of him coming out of TV?"
I just pushed it in, the video camera "click" started to run, I sat back on the bed, and soon, snowflakes flashed on the screen. The third uncle stopped smoking and threw the cigarette into the spittoon. The two of us plus his guy sat up nervously.
Snow flickered for more than ten seconds before the picture began to appear on the TV. The TV set was in color, but the picture was black and white. It should be a problem of the video tape itself. The picture was very blurry at first and gradually became clearer.
It was an old-fashioned wood-framed room. We saw a wooden floor. The lens was shaking. Obviously, the person or object that placed the camera was not too stable. We saw a window open on the back wall. It's blurry outside, it seems to be daylight, a bit backlit.
Uncle San and I looked at each other. This seemed to be a picture of a residential house. I never expected to see this. Could it be a selfie show? Wait a while, the oil bottle comes out while eating noodles, and tells the camera how long you haven't seen, how are you going?
Under the window, there is a rather old-fashioned writing desk, which looks a bit like the old furniture in the revolutionary movie. It is full of stuff, documents, desk lamps, and a telephone.
The style of the phone is relatively old, but it is not old-fashioned. The time of this video shooting should be after the 1990s. Of course, many families still use this old style phone. , So it ’s hard to judge at any time, but it ’s definitely not earlier than in the 1990s.
Then the picture kept the scene in this room, just like the still life description. We waited for a while and realized that the camera was fixed in a position, similar to the fixed lens in the movie, and it did not move.
In this case, I don't know how long this still picture will last, and we can't look at it silly, the third uncle presses forward. About twenty minutes into the past, a black shadow flashed through the room.
Both my uncle and I were taken aback.
The third uncle hurried back to slow down. It turned out that a person walked into the lens from outside the camera. We also heard the sound of opening and closing the door. Someone should be coming back from outside. If you look closely, the man who walked in is a woman. She can't see clearly at her age. She looks vaguely. She looks a bit pretty, and she has a ponytail.
The third uncle suddenly became nervous, and he stepped forward and almost posted it on the TV screen.
But the woman walked fast, and suddenly passed through the screen, ran to the other side, and disappeared out of the screen.
I saw that San Shu's face was suddenly wrong and wanted to ask him what was going on, but he waved at me and told me not to talk.
The time continued to advance. Five minutes later, the woman appeared on the screen again, and she had changed her pajamas. Then she walked straight to the screen, and the screen began to shake, apparently adjusting the angle of the camera.
This is equivalent to a close-up, the woman's face is directly close to the TV, I saw the woman is quite young, looks very cute, big eyes, the girl who looks a little sweet overall.
The third uncle was also close to the TV, and immediately caught up with the the TV. What I did not expect was that in an instant, the third uncle was stunned for a moment, then suddenly shook all over, and then backed off with a yell A dozen steps, almost kicked the TV off the cabinet.
His buddies hurriedly supported the TV. I went to help him. I saw the uncle pointed at the face in the TV and shivered: "It's her! Huo Ling! It's Huo Ling!"
We were terrified enough by the sudden response from Uncle San. His buddies quickly dropped the TV to help him, and I set the TV straight first, lest I might fall down and break down.
However, his buddies couldn't hold him at all. The third uncle yelled and went straight back, hitting the sofa at once, and the whole sofa almost turned over. He slipped and fell to the ground. This time it was obviously very painful, he covered his waist and his face was white. Even so, his eyes were still firmly on the TV screen, and his eyes were almost glaring.
I am also a little surprised. This woman turned out to be Huo Ling?
According to the narrative of the stagnant oil bottle, Huo Ling is a cadre's child. When Xisha was archaeological, he went down to one of several people in the seabed tomb at the same time. There is very little information about her, and I do n’t know which one she is in that black and white photo, and naturally I ca n’t recognize it. Such a person would appear in a video tape from a bottle of stuffy oil-it's a bit incredible-
Moreover, what makes me feel strange is how did this video come from? Judging from her adjustment of the lens, it is obvious that she knows the existence of the video recorder, and the self-timer is not taken this way. This should be a spontaneous surveillance. This is undoubtedly a surveillance video. Why did she make such a video, and how did the tape get in the hands of the dull oil bottle? Why did the dull oil bottle send me this tape?
There is a play inside, I whispered in my heart, the third uncle was right, it seems that the whole thing is far from over.
At this point, the woman on the screen has adjusted the camera, the screen is no longer shaking, she has also moved away from the lens, and sat on the desk, holding up a mirror to comb her hair, because it is a black and white picture, plus the shaking just now, on the screen Becomes a little fuzzy.
The third uncle gradually calmed down, but his face was already green, and his expression was just like the two he had just judged. He gripped the armrest of the sofa with his hands, trembling slightly, obviously very nervous.
In order to confirm, I asked the third uncle, "This woman is the same Huo Ling who went down into the sea with you?"
Uncle San did not respond at all. I couldn't help it. I glanced at him and he didn't know what to say.
Huo Ling in the video kept combing her hair. After her ponytail was unbuttoned, her hair was quite long. I did n’t know how much she was going to comb. It took about 20 minutes before she stopped and re-pinned her ponytail. .
After combing her hair, she stood up, looked a little confused out of the window, and then suddenly ran out of the place where the camera could not see, and then ran back, but when she ran back, I found that her clothes had changed.
In other words, she went to the back room and changed her clothes.
Then, I felt the incredible picture appeared.
After she came out, she ran to the camera again. It seemed to be dissatisfied with the angle. She adjusted the lens again. The screen began to shake. Her white face filled the entire screen.
The third uncle gave a very strange moan, as if her face was terrible.
I thought she was going to change clothes or go out to cook or something. There must be no people in the house for a long time, so I picked up the remote control and prepared to fast forward. At this time, I saw her but sat back again. At the writing desk, pick up the comb, untie the string, and start combing your hair again!
"This girl has a neuropathy!" The guy on the side couldn't help but screamed.
The third uncle made a gesture to stop him from making a noise, frowning tightly.
She combed her hair away from us, and could not see her expression. There was only a faint shadow in the mirror, the movements were almost the same, and the frequency seemed to be the same. I looked at it, and I doubted that her head was an iron head. I combed it like this, and my head was already combed into walnuts.
This kind of picture made me feel that the atmosphere became a little weird. I endured it. It was about twenty minutes before she got back her head, stood up, and Deng Dundeng ran out of the camera.
I was relieved with that guy, and I said that I was finally done. If I had to comb it again, my head would start to hurt.
However, without waiting for us to stretch my muscles, she changed clothes and ran out, leaned in front of the camera, and started debugging for the third time.
I was confused at first, and it was almost impossible for the second monk to figure out what this Huo Ling was doing. It was too exaggerated. Does she like this ─ or, is she going to commit suicide? So, bothering to change her clothes and adjust the angle, then is she going to comb her hair again? Comb this way, the comb will be ground into a brush.
At this moment, the screen suddenly stopped, and when I looked back, it turned out that the third uncle had pressed pause, and the black-and-white screen immediately fixed the close-up face.
Uncle San's face was blue and his lips were a little trembling. He looked closer and said dumbly, "God, she is not old!"