After Being Possessed by Spirit World Giants [Transmigration Book]

"Bang bang!" Someone knocked on the door.

"Teacher Tong, the director informed us that the outdoor filming of the easter egg part is relatively tight, and we will start in 10 minutes. Please prepare first." The voice of the staff came.

"Got it." Tong Xin replied, lowering her head and looking at Wen Yue.

"Chihuang, what... have you done to me?" Wen Yue felt that her body was not in control.

Bo Xianyun traced the center of his brows with cool fingers, "Sleep for a while, it will be over soon."

He was ready to leave him alone and take risks.

"No, it can't be done!" There were beads of sweat on Wen Yue's forehead, and he couldn't support himself no matter what.

"Hush..." Bo Xianyun pressed his lips, and said in a devilish voice, "Go to sleep."

Wen Yue's eyelids weigh a thousand catties, even if 1 of them don't want to, their consciousness will involuntarily dissipate little by little until they disappear.

Countless scenes of pursuit flashed in my mind, and I saw the black figure close in front of me every time. Whenever "he" turned around and was about to see the face, he was suddenly interrupted.

Wen Yue was anxious, the soles of her feet suddenly emptied, and she opened her eyes suddenly, her hair was half wet with sweat.

Consciousness began to recover, but the body was as heavy as a thousand catties, and it took a lot of effort to get off the sofa.

Wen Yue stumbled to the door, two hours had passed, could something have happened to Bo Xianyun?

"By the way, live broadcast!" He quickly turned on his phone, the live broadcast was over, and the TV station was broadcasting a nighttime idol drama.

Wen Yue was flustered and hurried to watch the replay.

The haunted house adventure of six actresses, the startled scene and the weird sound effect, earned a lot of attention, and also formed a strong contrast with the gorgeous and charming "The Great Tang Dynasty" that was just broadcast, fully satisfying the diversification of audience tastes.

In the replay barrage, there are still heated discussions about the plot, characters, and the information hidden in the easter eggs.

Tong Xin continued to be popular, and the topic occupied one-third of the topic.

What worried Wen Yue the most was that the gate of the haunted house suddenly closed at the end of the easter egg, and the plot came to an abrupt end.

The audience thought that the crew was playing tricks and setting up suspense, but there was only one thought in Wen Yue's mind - something happened!

Wen Yue had notified the specific location of the "Haunted House" before, Wen Yue took a taxi to go there, anxious like ants on a hot pot, and kept urging to speed up.

If it wasn't for the destination being an amusement park, the driver thought his wife was about to give birth.

Wen Yue's hands and feet were still uncoordinated, and he ran staggeringly, following the phone's location and heading towards the haunted house as fast as possible.

The huge spotlights standing on the square illuminate the surroundings in every detail.

Wen Yue came to the front panting, the staff saw him, and a look of admiration flashed in their eyes, "Wen Yue, why did you come?"

"Well, the company is in a hurry." Wen Yue adjusted his breath, "What's going on inside?"

The staff looked around and said in a low voice, "It's a good thing Mr. Cheng is smart, and he almost slipped through just now."

Hearing this name, Wen Yue's heart trembled, "What happened?"

"The original plan was to shoot for two hours. After the actors came out, they appeared together. Unexpectedly, the door suddenly got stuck," said the staff member.

With an ominous premonition lingering in her heart, Wen Yue asked in a deep voice, "How many people are trapped inside?"

"When the on-site staff came out, there was a loud 'click' at the door, and there were only six teachers left. What do you think is the right time?" The young man scratched his head anxiously.

The studio will arrange staff to do the final cleaning. This kind of situation should never happen. Wen Yue frowned, "There is no other exit? Where is the safe exit?"

"This place hasn't been fully completed yet. The film crew borrowed it first after opening up the relationship. It was not sealed during filming. When the gate was locked, the hillside mud and sand rolled down and it was covered all at once."

"A place of corpses with a radius of hundreds of miles." Bo Xianyun's cold voice echoed in his ears.

Wen Yue looked up at the gate. The engineering rescue team was working hard, and a long cordon was drawn around.

In the dark night, the dome of the haunted house rises in front of it, like a monster with a huge mouth.

Wen Yue was so anxious that she silently recited Bo Xianyun's name countless times, wondering if she was too concentrated, the scene in front of her eyes suddenly darkened, as if it was smudged by ink.

The warm reading is like falling into an ice cellar, with shadows wandering around, sometimes clear, sometimes blurred, ghosts crying and wolves howling, mourning everywhere, just like hell on earth.

Just at a loss, the soul whistle in his pocket jumped up.

Wen Yue grabbed her tightly, and the whistle seemed to have its own power, leading him to a certain direction. Wen Yue flew with her guidance, and the shadows dissipated in an instant wherever he passed.

Stumbling all the way up the back mountain, the surrounding temperature is getting lower and lower, and Wen Yue even saw the white air he exhaled.

The soul whistle is like an anxious child, beating hard, pulling Wen Yue forward.

In an instant, his feet sank, Wen Yue staggered two steps, and was caught by the whistle when he almost fell, looking around, he couldn't help but gasped.

A wet swamp appeared in front of him, exuding a strong rancid smell, and bubbles scattered like boiling water.

When he came here, he seemed to be frightened by something, and suddenly got back into Wen Yue's pocket, trembling.

Wen Yue: ...

It was like a miserable wailing coming from a boiling swamp, as if gathering all the resentment in the world.

In the distorted field of vision, Wen Yue saw the undercurrent of blood mixed in the mud.

"Ahhh!" The woman's scream resounded through the sky.

Suddenly a large bag of mud popped out, and the sound penetrated the mud layer.

Wen Yue looked intently, and as the mud continued to roll, a woman's face gradually emerged. She called for help loudly, waving her arms wildly, terrified.

Although struggling outwards with all her strength, countless ghost hands seemed to grow from the depths of the mud, pulling her down desperately.

"Liu Binglan?!"

Wen Yue recognized the woman's scream.

As soon as he stepped into the mud, there was a force pulling him in. Even though it was only seven or eight meters away, Wen Yue couldn't get close.

Liu Binglan tried her best to climb out of most of her body, seeing that victory was in sight, she didn't want the mud to gather quickly and envelop her calf quickly.

Liu Binglan scratched around, the muddy ground she touched was slippery, and she couldn't use her strength at all.

As she slipped into the mud again, despair was written on Liu Binglan's face, just as she stopped struggling, her body suddenly stopped.

Liu Binglan turned her head, looking in amazement at the person struggling to lift her up in the mud puddle.

"Miss Lan, don't give up!"

The sound seemed to be squeezed out of the lungs.

An arm pushed her hip, moving forward inch by inch.

"Gorman, why..." Liu Binglan stared at her blankly,

The man who was so muddy that he couldn't see his face gasped, "Just treat me as me and pay you back!"

She pushed her out of the ground with all her strength, but she slid back into the pit herself.

"No!" Liu Binglan turned around and pulled, seeing her fingertips slipping away from her palm.

Goldman's head was completely engulfed in the mud, and Liu Binglan's situation was not optimistic.

The surrounding sludge boiled again, like countless black beetles wrapped around her limbs.

"catch!"

Not far away, a man's voice came.

A slender bamboo pole fell in front of him.

The dawn of life appeared again, and Liu Binglan desperately held on to it.

Wen Yue used all his prehistoric powers to pull the bamboo pole forward in the mud lake. Seeing that Liu Binglan was getting closer and closer to him, he couldn't help feeling a glimmer of hope.

"Hahaha, hehehe!"

The girl's bell-like laughter flooded into the eardrum from all directions.

In an instant, Wen Yue's ears seemed to explode, and bright red blood poured out of the pinnae, but he couldn't let go, Liu Binglan's life was in his hands.

"Boy, aren't you afraid of death?"

The indistinguishable voice pierces the ear like an arrow.

The mud lake swirled suddenly and turned into a huge whirlpool. Liu Binglan was instantly swept to the edge, and Wen Yue staggered and fell into the quagmire.

"Leave me alone, let's go!"

Liu Binglan let go of her hand with a desperate cry, and then slid into the bottomless abyss.

"Sister Lan!" Wen Yue roared unwillingly.

"Hehehe, hehehe~"

A shadow appeared in mid-air in an instant, with two horns on its head, red body, and a long tail. The face was as sweet as a girl's, and it was Zhao Lingwen's face!

So it was her? !

Before Wen Yue could react, the mud under his feet had already dragged him into it.

The monster smiled sinisterly in a half-male and half-female voice: "I like this expression the most!"

After finishing speaking, he let out an angry roar, like women weeping in unison.

Liu Binglan suddenly opened her mouth wide, and before she could utter a sound, a strange fish full of sharp teeth jumped out of the vortex and swallowed her in one gulp.

Wen Yue looked around and saw countless strange fish jumping happily in the mud and coming towards him.

"Zhao Lingwen" squatted in mid-air, her blood-red eyes were full of interest.

Wen Yue seldom saw such a situation, almost peeing in fright, he kicked the strange fish that had climbed onto him with all his strength, and pulled out the soul whistle from his pocket.

I didn't have time to think about it, so I blew it down hard.

The earth-shattering buzzing sound resounded all over the field, and the strange fish fled away one after another, retreating far away.

The monster in mid-air just frowned and made no further moves.

The surroundings returned to silence, and Wen Yue met her eyes, falling into an unspeakable silence.

"You lied to me?" "Zhao Lingwen" had a contorted expression, bowed her back and shrank her waist, and instantly came to him, knocking Wen Yue to the ground, and stretched out her salivating tongue towards his cheek.

The cold wind blew in, and the monster froze for a moment, then turned around suddenly.

Golden flames descended from the sky, slashing at its head like a blade.