Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"Ding Ming, are you okay? Wake up."

Chen Cheng stepped forward and grabbed the person who was dancing. He felt a little creepy on his back. It was so scary to hear a healthy person suddenly dancing. He shook the person but he still didn't wake up.

"Hey, did you just move something?"

"Master Su, can you come over and take a look? Is Ding Ming possessed by an evil spirit? He's been with us the whole time, so why is he the only one possessed by an evil spirit?"

Su Chen walked over quickly, checked carefully to see if his soul was still there, and took his pulse, which was normal. His eyes looked dazed, as if... he was sleepwalking.

"Did he just do something?"

One person said, "He just went to look at the mural in the corner over there, and then he suddenly started grinning like an idiot, stood up, and started dancing, like he was possessed."

"Mural? Where did that mural come from?"

Su Chen walked in the direction and squatted down. Sure enough, he saw it. It was a mural only about thirty or forty centimeters high. All of the women painted on it were beautiful women. They looked very beautiful at first glance.

As I was looking at it, I was a little distracted, and then I heard a voice in my ear: [Young Master, Young Master, come here.]

His entire body seemed to be getting lighter and lighter, floating in the air until he heard a familiar voice: "Master, are you asleep? Why aren't you moving?"

Su Chen woke up with a start, turned his head to look at his innocent-looking disciple, and slowly recovered from the feeling of weightlessness in his body. He suddenly stood up and turned away.

"Don't look at that painting. There's something wrong with that painting."

"Huh? No, I've been watching for a while. It's just the girls up there dancing, and they're calling me to join them. But why should I join them if I can't dance?"

"And they smile like human traffickers. Why should I listen to them?"

Li Fumei looked at him with clear eyes, not understanding why her master was dreaming. They were just a few young ladies from human trafficking business, but she didn't know why they were moving. Could they be ghosts?

Su Chen: "...You looked at it for a long time, but you didn't feel anything at all."

"Well, what about that brother of Master? It seems like a dream."

"It's okay, I know what happened."

Su Chen looked at the others and said, "Who has some water? Just pour it on his head and he'll wake up."

Upon hearing this, Chen Cheng quickly took out a bottle of water, opened it and poured it towards Ding Ming. Water dripped on his head. His eyes gradually brightened up and he turned to look at him.

"what are you doing?"

"Oh my god, you finally woke up. Come on, watch the video for yourself. You were dancing like you were possessed by a ghost, and you were so shy, like a woman."

Ding Ming looked bewildered. "I, I was just looking at the mural. Why did I start dancing? Chen Cheng, stop playing tricks on me."

Looking at the others, he met their complicated looks. He scratched his head, feeling somewhat unsure: "I really had to dance, but I can't dance at all. What happened just now?"

Su Chen whispered, "Illusion, there's something wrong with the painting you were staring at just now. It seems to move with the light, pulling you directly into the illusion."

"Guide yourself to imagine a picture, and then follow that picture. Don't squat down to look at the painting in the corner, as it may be problematic."

Everyone was terrified. They didn't expect that a random mural could actually make people fall into an illusion.

Professor Bai walked over, examined it carefully, and nodded: "There is a problem. This mural is different from the one on the wall. The light changes when people squat down."

"It is because of this change that the feeling of movement is created, which deceives your eyes and gives the brain an illusion that you see these paintings come alive."

"If no one wakes you up, it might be difficult to escape from the illusion until the moment of death. Everyone, please be careful and don't be careless."

Chen Cheng glanced around and asked in confusion, "Professor, if this thing is so dangerous, why aren't there any bodies of tomb robbers? Are we the only ones who have been harmed?"

Ding Ming: ...I feel a sense of connotation!

Professor Bai shook his head. "I'm not sure. Tomb robbers usually work in groups. Perhaps he was woken up by someone."

After the photos were taken, everyone continued to walk inside. As they walked, a sharp click sound was heard, and Ding Ming looked down.

He stepped on a brick and it was obvious that this was not normal. He made a bitter face and was about to cry: "I, I think I stepped on a mechanism. Why am I so unlucky?"

"Master Su, should I not go out today?"

Su Chen glanced at his face and said with a hint of smile: "Yes, you will have a bloody disaster today, but it is just a minor problem and will not endanger your life."

Ding Ming's face fell, and he tried hard to control his shaking legs, not daring to move: "Professor, what should I do now? I can't just stay here."

Professor Bai: "...It's not impossible. Just stand still and don't move. Only move when you're told to."

"it is good."

The special forces soldier raised his head and looked around. His eyes fell on the tiny hole, and a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes: "Everyone, move away. Don't lift your feet until I tell you to."

After the others retreated a little further, the special forces soldier said, "Lift it up."

As soon as he lifted his foot, arrows shot out from the hole above his head, and sharp edges pierced directly into him. Ding Ming felt dizzy and the whole person flew up.

When I came to my senses, I had already been caught by someone.

My eyes flashed as I watched the arrows shooting towards the ground. My legs went weak and I almost collapsed to the ground: "Oh my god, there are so many arrows that they can make a sieve out of me."

"Yeah, if it weren't for the special forces protecting you, you would be dead by now. Can you please stop being distracted while walking and just follow our steps?"

Ding Ming showed a bit of guilt on his face: "I know, I will pay attention to it now."