Saw this movie three times. The first time was at home. At that time, I was in high school. It was quiet at night. I couldn't remember which TV station was broadcasting. First, it was too scary and disgusting, and second, the dubbing was so obscure, I gave up halfway through it. I just think it's just a gimmicky horror suspense movie. The second time was in the university dormitory. In broad daylight, I read it alone, feeling ups and downs, and was deeply attracted by the "cannibal professor". The third time was in the rented house after work, deliberately turning off all the lights, and experiencing the thrilling evil and the Zen machine of wit and wit in the dark.
Half a year ago, I took a selfie photo in Zhouzhuang, and later found that the man in white clothes with shrewd and fierce eyes looked like a "cannibal professor". What was missing was the blood on his mouth.
"I still hear the shrill neighing of the lamb to be slaughtered in my dreams, right?"
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