Afraid?Just call!

On the other side, Wu Angwang, who was filming, was not feeling well either.

No one else could see that ghost, only he could, so now he watched the ghost lying on the ground covered in blood, who was wounded many times more seriously than Xin Yuan who was sent away by the ambulance just now, but it was such a wounded person who unexpectedly There was no treatment, just let him lie down.

Seeing someone passing by, not aware of the ghost on the ground at all, and about to step on it when he lifted his foot, Wu Angwang's heart tightened, and the next moment he saw that person's feet went straight through the ghost's chest, as if stepping on the air It passed, and the ghost didn't show any discomfort, so he was relieved.

It's just the consequence of being absent-minded, another "card" from the director, so I won't say much about it.

The filming lasted until eight o'clock in the evening. When Ah Zhao drove over to take Wu Angwang away, Wu Angwang did not leave first, but waited for all the crew to leave before signaling to Ah Zhao. Bring the car over.

Ah Zhao watched Wu Angwang walk to an open space with some doubts, then squatted down and picked up something.He poked his head out of the car to look, the night shortened people's sight distance, he couldn't see anything clearly, only Wu Angwang slowly straightened up, the movement was in the posture of hugging people horizontally, but when he turned around , and there was nothing in my arms.

Just when he was wondering, Wu Angwang had already come to the car door, kicked the car door and hurriedly said, "Open the door!"

Ah Zhao hastily opened the car door, and at the same time he was puzzled: he was not in a hurry to go back just now, why is he in such a hurry all of a sudden.

Before he could figure it out, the old man behind him impatiently kicked the driver's seat again, and said, "Hurry up and drive!"

"Hey! Good!" Ah Zhao hurriedly started the car.

Wu Angwang carefully hugged the person in his arms, looking at his already pale lips, he couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

Stretching out his hand to touch his face, his fingertips were icy cold, Wu Angwang's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help thinking: Are you really all right?Do ghosts really not die?But why is he bleeding, hurting, and fainting now?

The more anxious he was, the more God wanted to oppose him. A section of the road was full of cars, which slowed down like a snail.

"Hold!"

Wu Angwang cursed secretly, and kicked the seat resentfully, which made the person sitting in front tremble with fright, and said cautiously: "Well...traffic jams are common, why don't you take a nap first, when we arrive I'm calling you?"

Wu Angwang glanced out anxiously, hammered on the car door again, and said in a deep voice, "No need."

How is it possible to sleep?There is a bloody thing next to it that can almost be called a corpse, and the whole car smells fishy, ​​how can I sleep?

After thinking about it, he suddenly thought of something, and quickly took out his phone.

On the other end of the phone was a sweet mechanical female voice, "Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off..."

"Damn!" Wu Ang cursed in a low voice, everything really went wrong.

Ah Zhao in front obviously felt the low air pressure from the old man behind him, and he was so scared that he breathed lightly, for fear that he would offend him.

Wu Angwang thought for a while, and began to edit the text message, so that the master could see it when he turned on the phone.

"That ghost is by my side and has been seriously injured. Will he die? What should I do? I heard that a ghost can recover at twelve o'clock. Can he last until twelve o'clock? If he recovers, another ghost Can he also recover, he may still harm others, my friend is currently in the XX ward of XX hospital, if you come, go directly there."

After the text message was sent, Wu Angwang felt inexplicably relieved, he relaxed his body and stepped back, slowly closing his eyes.

There were too many and unexpected things that happened today, he had to digest it well.

After a long journey, we finally returned to the hotel.

Although Ah Zhao felt that Wu Angwang's behavior of holding the air in his arms was strange, but he was sensible and didn't ask any more questions, but lowered his head and pretended to be blind.

Wu Angwang hurried back to the hotel room.

The moment the door was opened, the cell phone in his pocket rang. Wu Angwang first put him on the sofa, then quickly took out the cell phone. When he opened it, it was the master's reply.

"Kiss him. Yes. Good."

It took Wu Angwang a second to read the text message, and then ten seconds to decipher it.

How about kissing him?

Dear, is he okay?

Wu Angwang was stunned for a long time, and suddenly he was so blessed that he opened his text message and realized that every word before the period was the answer to his question.

what to do?kiss him.

Can you last till twelve o'clock?able.

You go straight there.good.

After getting the answer, Wu Angwang was even more confused.

Kiss him, why kiss him?

Wu Angwang glanced at the blood-stained guy on the sofa, because he was not fixed, his body was slowly sliding down the edge of the sofa, so startled that Wu Angwang hurried up to help him.

Anyway, let's deal with the blood on the body first.

Wu Angwang laid the person horizontally on the sofa, then went to the bathroom to get a towel soaked in warm water, and when he walked up to the comatose young man, he raised his hand to wipe his face, but at the moment of contact, he found Something is wrong.

The towel passed through his face, but Wu Angwang's hand was touching the skin, which was really weird.

Wu Ang withdrew his hand hesitantly, he raised the towel hesitantly, and then let go of it directly. As soon as the towel left his hand, he made a free fall motion, passed directly through Wang Yizhi's body, and landed on the sofa.

Wu Angwang's eyes widened.

It would be a lie to say that you are not afraid.

He has lived for so many years, accepting the scientific ideas passed on by Newton and others. This kind of supernatural event, no matter how many times he sees it, he is still shocked.

After regaining his composure, Wu Angwang took back the towel, stretched out his hand and twisted the clothes on Wang Yizhi's body.It's the fabric, but why can this be worn on the body, but the towel can't touch him?

After pondering for a while, he probably felt that Wang Yizhi was too dirty. Wu Angwang thought for a while, then slowly rolled up the hem of his clothes, and then took off the wide short sleeves on Wang Yizhi's body.

Unobtrusively taking the blue and purple bruises on the man's thin body into his eyes, Wu Angwang squeezed the clothes in his hands, and walked slowly to the bathroom.

A heart slowly stabilized while walking, and there was no more panic.

First, he washed the blood-stained short sleeves briefly, then filled a basin of warm water and brought it to the side of the sofa. Wu Ang looked at the wet clothes and wiped off the dried blood and gravel on Wang Yizhi's body little by little.

When people make a decision, they often don't know how the decision at that time will affect the future. For example, Wu Angwang chose not to let everyone stare at him strangely, and did not take Wang Yizhi away in public, and then he endured nearly More than six hours of psychological torture, but from now on, this guilt has not diminished but increased, and I don't know how long he will have to torment him in the future.

The blood on his face was wiped away little by little, and the clothes stained with water slid down his neck to his chest. There was a lot of bruises there, and his chest cavity collapsed in a weird shape, which was horrible to look at.