Wearing the white moonlight of the two dead

Jiang Yuhan only felt a slightly cold gaze falling on him, very bold.

After all, no one has ever dared to look at him like this before, even if he wants to ignore it.

However, at this time, the scene in the bathroom was clearly reflected in the mirror.

— there was no one behind him.

The sound of running water sounded from the sink, and there was silence except for myself.

Jiang Yuhan's dark blue eyes were slightly darkened, and his slender hands shook slightly.

After waiting for a while, realizing that the inexplicably concerned eyes still hadn't left, he turned off the faucet.

It's a pity that Ji Hui blinked when he saw that people had washed their hands.

He is late.

The other party has already gone to the bathroom.

But, tsk.

There is another way to verify whether there is a curse on Jiang Yuhan's body, that is, he takes another bite and tastes it.

The mark of the curse can hide in invisible places, but the blood that runs through the body cannot lie.With just one taste, Ji Hui will know if the blood is still as delicious as yesterday.

The red-clothed ghost who had been leaning casually by the door stood up when Jiang Yuhan had already walked to the door.

It was a gloomy sky outside, separated by a mirror, and inside was a bathroom with dim lights.

Jiang Yuhan was not in a hurry to leave. He stood on the steps and looked at a group of guests gathered outside the bamboo forest. His long black eyelashes drooped. He reached out to take out a cigarette and lit it with a lighter.

In fact, Jiang Yuhan doesn't smoke often, but today he is not in a hurry to leave.

Because of the sense of gaze just now, he stopped here on purpose.

The bathroom was a bit stuffy at the moment, the stern young man's shirt was unbuttoned twice, his vigorous wrists were exposed, holding a cigarette, he raised his head indifferently.

Even Ji Hui couldn't help feeling the ingenuity of this man's face.

He raised his eyebrows and walked over to smell the smoke lightly.

When the smoke enveloped the two of them, he let out a ghostly breath with a blank expression.

Slightly cold ghost fog and smoke linger together.

Ji turned around.

This time, because the other party was wearing a shirt, I couldn't continue to eat where I was last time.

His eyes turned to Jiang Yuhan's wrist.

The blue blood vessels were slightly tense, Ji Hui licked his fangs and bit down lightly.

Just as he was biting, the body of the smoking man paused for a moment without noticing it.

Jiang Yuhan refrained from turning his gaze to his wrists, his dark blue eyes drooped, his expressionless face shrouded in smoke, feeling the loss of his own blood.

This time it's not an illusion.

His blood was indeed bleeding, but only a little.

Jiang Yuhan concealed his expression.

The season return is now over.

He always keeps his word, this time the purpose is just to taste if the other party is under the curse, and Ji Hui will not intentionally satisfy his appetite.

He just lightly touched the surface of the skin and closed his mouth.

There was a drop of blood on the fangs, but his expression was a little strange.

Jiang Yuhan's blood is still delicious, and the rich food aroma has been tempting him, making him want to have another sip, but this also shows that the other party is not cursed.

There is still a pure warm taste inside.

Ji Hui narrowed his eyes.

How can it be?

this person...

He clicked his tongue lightly and stared at the wound for a long time before healed the wound.

At this time, there was a lot of noise outside, and someone was about to come to the bathroom.

Ji Hui took a step back and removed the ghost fog.

Jiang Yuhan raised his eyes and saw several photographers walking over.He glanced at his wrist vaguely, and stubbed out the cigarette butt.

"Jiang, Mr. Jiang."

Several photographers were joking, and they were startled when they saw Jiang Yuhan here, and hurriedly greeted them.

Jiang Yuhan nodded lightly, threw the cigarette butt into the smoking box, turned and left.

Ji Hui leaned against the edge of the bamboo forest and frowned. He frowned when he couldn't think of a clue, a little weird.

The curse didn't check it out, but hooked him up instead.He licked his fangs and walked out after a while.

Jing Cen kept in mind the instructions of the spirit behind him, and kept a distance from Director Zhou, even when eating.

He deliberately observed Director Zhou, and found that Director Zhou was the same as usual, even the dishes he ordered were the same.Apart from staying inexplicably, I really can't see where there is a problem.

Just as Jing Cen was thinking, his gaze couldn't help staying for a while.

After Ji came back, he saw Jing Cen watching carefully.

Can't help but glance at Director Zhou: "I wonder what's different about him?"

Jing Cen nodded.

Ji Hui paused, then suddenly looked at him: "Let's eat it later and go home."

"I'm hungry."

"Go back? Can't I feed you here?"

Jing Cen said subconsciously in his heart.

After he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong.

Ji Hui suddenly chuckled.

Jing Cen frowned.

"I just...why subconsciously don't want to go back?"

The effect of this curse is equivalent to a psychological suggestion, and those infected will actively stay in the garden.

This is only the initial impact of Jing Cen, and Director Zhou reckons that he will be inseparable now no matter what.

As for Jiang Yuhan... Tsk.

This person has a strange physique, and he doesn't know it.

He looked away.

At this time, Jing Cen thought of his uncontrollable reaction, and his face turned ugly.

Only then did he intuitively realize the hidden danger here.

There was not much time at noon. After eating, Director Zhou gave everyone a piece of paper and pens to let the guests start to conceive the theme.

Jing Cen had just finished creeping out, and was about to conceive a haunted house in such a place that was really a haunted house, and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"I have no idea." He frowned slightly.

Ji Hui smiled: "Just write whatever you want."

The result is the same anyway.

He didn't say the last word.

After two days in a row, Ji Hui somewhat realized that this garden wanted them to stay, and it should be related to the program group.

After two days of smoke bombs, the opponent will reveal his purpose little by little.

"casual?"

Jing Cen still didn't understand what Ji Hui meant, but he didn't know what Ji Hui meant until the live broadcast in the afternoon.

This……

The bullet screen was full of surprise at this time, and he realized that something was wrong.

Each guest's theme concept is individually conceived.

The program group also pays great attention to confidentiality when collecting, and there is no possibility of leakage at all.

But now... when Director Zhou presented the themes of the six guests one by one.

Everyone froze.

All six of them wrote the same?

"how can that be?"

There was an uproar on the screen.

Several guests also looked strange, and one of them murmured in his heart.

He clearly didn't write about this topic, did he?Why is it different after being exhibited?

Could it be that the director team secretly switched to a unified one for the effect of the program?

It's not just one person who has this idea.

The guests looked strange.

Jing Cen cursed in a low voice, his voice was low and cold.

"Depend on."

"How dare they do it in front of so many audiences? Is it for the sake of effect without the bottom line?"

Jing Cen hated this kind of falsification the most when he was filming. This time when the program crew came to do this in person, his eyes turned cold all of a sudden.

He clearly wrote about the theme of "Desolate Mansion", but now it has been changed to "Bride".

This kind of theme...

Jing Cen frowned.

Ji Hui said indifferently: "It's not because of the change of the program team."

He had been staring at Director Zhou and them all afternoon, and they had no chance to change at all.

And... the themes of the six guests were all written the same by accident, even if the program group wanted to create momentum, they would not dare to do so.

The elements of fraud are too obvious.

The only possibility is - the program team doesn't know what's going on.

Director Zhou's eyes were in a trance, his pupils shrank after seeing six identical plans, and he looked at the assistant director and assistant beside him.

But I saw that they also had blank expressions, completely ignorant of this matter.

In the bullet screen, the audience questioned one after another, but the director team who had handled the six themes suddenly turned cold, and their expressions were a little ugly.

They're pretty sure they haven't changed these.

So - who replaced these?

Who changed the paper in his hand in full view?

Director Zhou immediately thought of the weird blood letter from last night, and at this moment he looked at Xie Cong with hesitation.

Xie Cong also looked more seriously, but he was still in front of the camera and shook his head at Director Zhou.

Director Zhou came back to his senses: "Hahaha, it seems that our staff made a mistake and mixed up the alternative theme with the theme of several guests."

"Let's show it again."

He winked at the staff, and the staff quickly collected the six papers that were exactly the same as before.

Although there were some doubts on the bullet screen, he calmed down slightly when he heard the director say that he had made a mistake.

Director Zhou is also a great director after all, with a strong ability to control the field.At this time, I organized a speech and asked the staff to start again.

The guests at the scene didn't know where the program group was making trouble, but they all cooperated.

Ji Hui picked up a theme that was blown away by the wind on the ground, glanced at the words on it, and looked interested.The resentment in this word is exactly the same as the letter Director Zhou received last night.

"It seems that the theme this time cannot be escaped."

what?

Jing Cen was a little puzzled.

Ji Hui raised his eyebrows.

"It's the same again."

He looks ahead.

At this time, after quietly asking the guests about the topic they had written before, the staff rewrote it and took it over.

Watch the staff transcribe with your own eyes.

Director Zhou relaxed slightly, and turned his head to continue explaining.However, when he opened it again, the words in his mouth suddenly paused.

This……

It wasn't just him who was stunned.

Jing Cen was also taken aback for a moment, it was actually exactly the same as before.

The six chapters are the same [Bride].

"What's going on here?"

"Why are there six "bride" again?"

"The director team got it wrong again?"

"There won't be such a low-level mistake, will it?"

Netizens knew the quality of Director Zhou's team before, and it's hard to imagine that such a low-level mistake happened twice.While the barrage was full of confusion, it also felt a little strange.

As more and more barrages appeared, someone finally spoke his mind.

"Hiss, why do I feel that this is a bit weird?"

"Look at the expressions of the guests and the director, they seem to be more shocked than us."

"I can't act so realistically, can I?"

Indeed, the two photographers in the camera even shook their hands a bit, and it was because of their strong professionalism that they could hold back.

It is impossible to make the same mistake twice.

Once was an accident, the second time...

The guests at the scene wrote new themes after seeing the director team ask them in a blind spot where the camera could not see.

How could it be this again?

One of the guests opened his mouth. At this moment, he suddenly remembered the legend of Fengzhao Garden, and cast a vague glance at the subject.

Is it really haunted?

The audience who posted the barrage became more and more strange.

"There's something really wrong."

"Wait, that's not right."

"Look, there seems to be something under the treetop."

Ji Hui's sharp eyes also saw it.

He walked over and squatted down, picked it up and found it was a rag doll.Wearing red clothes, it looks like ancient cloth.

He raised his eyebrows, and frowned when he saw a small mud footprint under the tree.

When did it come?

He just... didn't even notice it?

Ji Hui glanced at the lake, and suddenly frowned.

The atmosphere at the scene was weird, and Director Zhou couldn't keep going. He could only say sorry to the audience and pause the recording.

"Director, what's the matter?"

After stopping, the guests gathered around the guide.

The only one who didn't say a word during the whole process was Jiang Yuhan. His eyes turned from the topic of "Bride" to the tree.

He read right just now—the doll moved.

Although Jiang Yuhan was already suspicious when he could faintly feel the gaze.But seeing the strange appearance of the doll with his own eyes still made him frown.

Are there really ghosts in this world?

He twirled his fingertips, his eyes darkened.

After Ji Hui grabbed the doll, he imagined in his mind the appearance of a ghost boy holding a rag doll hiding in the lake.

He pursed his lips slightly.

Some wonder what the hell is this kid doing?

Leave them all here and play with something?

He clicked softly in his heart, this kind of brat was the most difficult to deal with in the abyss game before.

Ji Hui put a stone beside the grass and picked up the doll.

Over there, the guests were still questioning the director team.

Director Zhou smiled wryly, and at this moment he finally told about the curse letter he received.

Combined with the theme that could not be changed suddenly, everyone felt a chill down their backs.

"Director Zhou, are you playing a prank?" Someone asked, rubbing their arms.

Director Zhou shook his head and smiled wryly.

"If only I was joking, just now..."

He paused, "You saw it too."

"Fuck, I won't record it."

A guest took off the device and was about to leave.However, as soon as he walked to the door, he suddenly felt chest tightness and shortness of breath.

His heart was pounding, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. He was stunned, and a feeling of dying appeared. When he looked up, he found that the door was locked.

Everyone watched the guest go up and take pictures of the door, but the property staff outside did not respond.

Under the gloomy sky, everyone had different expressions.

"What about the phone call?"

Just as he had this idea, the guest who was knocking on the door just now came over and knocked down his phone.

"Can't leave!"

Jing Cen raised his head in astonishment.

Ji Hui said lightly: "I was affected."

"But I tried it just now. The phone can only be used with each other in the garden, and it cannot be dialed out."

"What now?"

"Continue recording."

Ji Hui's voice sounded in Jing Cen's heart at the same time as Xie Cong.Now I can only record along the idea of ​​that thing in the garden and see what it is going to do.

Director Zhou thought the same way, he gritted his teeth and said, "I suspect that thing might be watching us, otherwise it wouldn't change the subject."

"Let's keep trying."

"See if the recorded video can be connected to the outside."

At this time, Ji Hui took a high look at the chubby Director Zhou.

He took a step back, and looked at Jiang Yuhan inadvertently when he looked away, but saw that the face of that person did not change even when he encountered a supernatural event.At this time, Director Zhou and the others were listening to the discussion, but they didn't express any opinions.

Ji Hui clicked his tongue softly in his heart: When will this person change his face?

Half an hour later... everyone had no choice but to compromise.

The camera was turned on again, and the netizens watching the recording outside were terrified by the last moment.When the live broadcast continued, a large number of people flooded in front of the video.

"What happened just now? Why did the recording stop without an explanation?"

"Give me an explanation from the director team."

The camera flickers slightly, and the scenery in the garden flashes away.

Netizens saw the guests at the scene.

The guests were in exactly the same positions as when they were suddenly disconnected, as if the recording hadn't stopped.

Director Zhou was afraid of another accident this time, so he skipped the part of selecting the theme, coughed lightly and said to the camera: "The theme of our haunted house renovation is "The Bride". After voting, everyone unanimously selected this theme .”

Jiang Yuhan raised his eyelids halfway, but did not refute.

Director Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, and continued:

"According to the process, now several guests can work together in pairs to extend a story based on the proposition of the bride."

Several guests reported to each other, and the remaining one formed a team with Jing Cen.

Ji Hui kept staring at the lake where the kid appeared just now when Director Zhou followed the procedure, but the kid who quietly appeared before did not come out.

Zhou Dao's voice continued.

When Ji Huihui looked back, he suddenly felt his fingers hooked.

He looked down and saw the rag doll he picked up from the ground opened his eyes and hooked his finger.

Ji Hui: Are you... looking for him on your own initiative?

The weird old rag doll struggled in his hand, Ji Hui let it go and let him fall to the ground.

After seeing the other party look back at him, he entered the grass.

A suspected imp invites him to join him, to go or not to go?

Ji Hui raised his eyebrows, of course he didn't hesitate, but he remembered to inform Jing Cen before leaving this time.

"If there is any movement, I will go and see."

"You have my mark on you, don't be afraid."

Before Jing Cen could react, the air-conditioning around him disappeared.

Behind the spirit left again.

Jing Cen held back a word in his heart, and his face turned foul.

Jiang Yuhan leaned against the tree, and when he saw the doll standing up in the grass, he narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he thought of.

At this time, he looked at Jing Cen's face that suddenly smelt badly, thoughtfully.

……

Ji Hui followed the doll, walked through the corridor, and walked to the back of the artificial lake.

In the deepest part of Fengzhao Garden, there is a small yard.

The doll jumped and went deep.

Ji Hui had long legs and followed lazily behind, but he was guessing the ghost boy's purpose like lightning in his heart.

Is this little ghost an evil thing in Fengzhao Garden?

What are you looking for?

He acted naturally, but there was a lot of vigilance that he should have.

The blessings of Jiang Yuhan these days, Ji Hui is fuller and much more energetic than the previous few days, so he dares to keep up.

The rag doll led the way to the outside of the yard, Ji Hui stopped, and saw the other party turn around, smiled strangely, and then got into the dog hole.

Ji Hui: ...

hiss.

Childish, kid really likes to play tricks on people.

He glanced at the yard in front of him, saw that there was no gate in the yard, and after all was sealed off, he jumped onto the top of the tree.

The scenery in the yard is in the eyes, and it is no different from the outside.

It's just... Ji Hui paused, and saw a large water tank in the middle.

The rag doll was just outside the water tank, as if it was communicating with the things inside, its head was nodding.

Ji Hui jumped down, raised his red wedding dress lightly, and the imp and the doll, whose heads were buried in the water tank, raised their heads at the same time.

It's about the same as what Ji Hui guessed.The kid looked about two or three years old, not very old.

Wearing ancient clothes, there is a little Jiujiu tied on his head.

The clothes are very cute, but there are no eyeballs on his face, his face is pale, and when he raises his head, he is full of resentment, the kind that can eat ten Jingcens in one bite.

It was sticking out its nose and sniffing something.

Ji Hui raised his eyebrows, glanced at himself, and walked over.I saw the little devil stretch out his short hand and grab the corner of his clothes all of a sudden, as if he smelled something and stuck it to his wrist, his tone was puzzled.

"Mother?"