I teased the most ferocious cub in the metaphysics world

The mountain Ling Chan and the others climbed was not too steep.

There is a relatively flat terrain on the mountainside, where the desolate house is built. From the outside, the house occupies a large area.

Director: "The inside is also very spacious. This house has three entrances and three exits, but the interior decoration is very luxurious. There are also some engravings on the decorations. I think it looks like a princely rule, which is not for ordinary people to use."

The director was introducing this house, but he saw Ling Chan raised his right hand, his beautifully curved fingertips quickly stroked his eyes a few times, and then something flickered in Ling Chan's eyes.Like a faint golden light, very divine.

Ling Chan opened his eyes and looked at the hill behind the house.

The director followed Ling Chan's gaze and saw a straight mountain, but no matter how you looked at it, it was just an ordinary mountain, nothing special.

Director: "What? What's wrong with this mountain?"

Ling Chan: "There is Yin Qi there, very faint."

Du Qiuhan couldn't help looking at Ling Chan.

Yin qi, resentment qi, and devil qi are all qi, but the qi has no form and can only be sensed by the talisman compass.

He has practiced for so many years, and he is considered a leader in the world of ghost hunting, but he can only perceive something when he is in it.

It is really amazing that Ling Chan can see Qi from such a distance, no wonder Ling Chan was called a genius when he was a child.

The angry Tang Yang couldn't feel it. He looked at the words "Huang Zhai" on the plaque, and half-jokingly said, "Huang... Could it be that a relative of the emperor lived here? Or is it an illegitimate child left by the emperor?"

This way up the mountain, the director is very familiar with Tang Yang.

Hearing Tang Yang's joke, the director also laughed: "Mr. Tang, you have a good brain, do you consider joining the director and screenwriter circle? You can also be the leading actor in my movie."

The director made a joke, and said with a smile: "It is said that your marriage was ruined because you are single. I know a lot of extras. Do you want to find someone to accompany you to act as a couple?"

The director pointed back casually: "If you think the group members are unprofessional, there are also professional actors here..."

The director turned his head and found that there were only four sweaty and panting elders behind him.

The three little girls hid in a shade, separated by a 90° angle from the direction pointed by the director's finger.

director:"!"

Tang Yang looked at the four rough old men behind him, without any disturbance in his heart: "No, thank you."

director:"……"

Tang Yang met the director's eyes, silent.

The atmosphere was silent again.

Thinking back on what happened along the way, Tang Yang couldn't help but reflect on why he insisted on following Ling Chan up the mountain, why would he find a small hotel to sleep in?

At this time, Ling Chan opened his mouth to break the silence and said to them, "Let's take a look inside the house."

Pushing open the vermilion gate, there is a painted screen wall.

On the screen wall are Qionglin landscapes, idle clouds and wild cranes, and secluded green bamboos, with two lines of cursive script on the side.

Wild and uninhibited.

If the plaque and here are written by the owner of the yard, you can tell what kind of character the owner of the yard is.

The director entered the door and turned left to explain: "Although this is a courtyard with three entrances and three places, there are some hidden doors in the front yard, and its layout is comparable to that of the five entrances."

"This is the living room. Walking through the hanging flower door in front is the place where the family members' activities are. Passing by the inner courtyard is the main house. That's where we filmed."

The temperature inside and outside the hospital is the same.

The house is very spacious, there is a layer of dead leaves on the ground, there are some fragments of containers and jars under the dead leaves, and there are rocks in the yard.

Under the porch are some dead bonsai potted plants.

Feng Mo: "There is no yin energy."

Ling Chan: "I'm not angry either."

This old house has a history of more than 100 years. It has been idle for more than [-] years. Someone died just a few days ago, but there is no resentment or death.

unusual.

Feng Mo: "Strange."

Ling Chan: "It's really strange."

Tang Yang's curiosity flared up: "What's so strange?"

Ling Chan explained: "The earth-binding spirit is a ghost, but it is actually a ghost. It is impossible for a ghost to have no Yin energy."

Even the most harmless white ghosts have yin energy on their bodies. There are a group of earth binding spirits in this house, but they don't have yin energy, which is very strange.

Tang Yang nodded: "Oh."

Before meeting celestial masters like Ling Chan, he felt that there were no ghosts in the world, and it was not normal for ghosts to exist!

Du Qiuhan opened his mouth and said, "It's not that there is no yin energy. I stayed here the night before yesterday, and there will be a group of earth-bound spirits going back and forth at midnight. At that time, this house will be very yin energy."

Ling Chan nodded, paused, and then asked the director, "Where did the female number one die?"

Director: "In the main room."

The director led Ling Chan past the Hanging Flower Gate, through the Quhui Rain Corridor, and stopped at the door of a wing room due north of the inner courtyard.

The director stood outside the door, pointing to the beams in the room: "When filming, Jiajia was hanging here."

The door of the wing was half open.

Ling Chan walked over and pushed open the door.

The door opened, and the oncoming person was a gloomy and musty smell that would only have been vacant for a long time, but there was still no yin and death.

The house is facing south, it is noon now, the shadow is right under his feet, Ling Chan stepped on the intersection line of light and dark, looking at the furnishings in the house.

The old doors and windows did not transmit light well, and the room was a little dark. Ling Chan's eyes adjusted for two seconds, and he saw a table and a few chairs in the center of the room. The carvings on the tables and chairs were exquisite.

Look around, carved beams and painted buildings.

Although the furniture in the room is dilapidated, it is not difficult to see its former glory. There is a threshold between the outhouse and the bedroom, and the bright red gauze curtain is tied to the door frame, which is a little white.

Further inside is the bedroom.

Ling Chan looked up at the beams on the house.

Ling Chan didn't go into the house, and the director also stood outside the door, pointing to the center of the beam and said, "It's probably in this position. At that time, four or five of us surrounded Jiajia."

The director frowned and recalled the scene at that time: "At that time, Jiajia was standing on the bench. After I called the start, Jiajia kicked off the bench and put down her hands. Jia Jia helped her down..."

"But... Jiajia is gone."

The director sighed.

Ling Chan: "Is there anything unusual about the female number one at that time? For example, struggling and calling for help."

The director shook his head: "No..."

After finishing speaking, the director took out his mobile phone: "It was a bit confusing at the time, and I can't remember clearly, but I have a video backup here, take a look."

The director turned on the phone, and in his hand was a short video recorded during the shooting.

The director said: "Sometimes other cameras are turned on to shoot sideshows, so we recorded the scenes at that time."

Click on the video, and the vision is a little dim.

Candles were lit in the room, and the candles were flickering. A white silk was hung on the beam in the center of the room. A beautiful woman in a red dowry was standing on a stool and was knotting the white silk.

Then he threw Bai Ling's knot upside down on the beam.

The woman stretched out her hand and tugged at Bai Ling, then turned her head and smiled at a girl with a round face beside her, and said, "It's quite strong."

Then the director shouted to get ready.

The woman immediately entered the state, with a sad face.

After the filming started, the woman put the white silk around her neck, stepped on the stool, and her hands drooped naturally...

Feng Mo suddenly said, "Pause."

The director paused immediately.

Feng Mo: "Go back a little bit, and you will go back to when the woman hanged herself just now."

The director trembled backwards, and did it again.

This time, when it came to the scene where the woman hanged herself, Feng Mo shot quickly. Feng Mo's hand was much faster than the director's, and the picture froze in an instant.

On the screen, the actress swayed a little because she kicked off the stool. When she swayed in one direction, the actress' pupils shrank suddenly.

It's a frightened expression.

Like seeing something terrible.

Watching the video, Tang Yang felt inexplicably cold all over: "Director, you guys are too courageous. You dare to come here after being haunted. I really admire you."

After speaking, Tang Yang rubbed his arms.

Although there is no chilly, dead, or vicious ghosts in this house, and it is still warm when you come in, why does he feel that this place is more terrifying than the bar where Yu Xia took revenge?

His hairs stood on end.

Just as Tang Yang was thinking, he felt that the clothes on his body began to heat up. The warm heat spread from the back of his heart, and soon reached his hands and feet. It was a very comfortable warmth.

Tang Yang looked at Du Qiuhan: "..."

The air conditioner is still hot and cold.

Du Qiuhan's expression remained unchanged.

His clothes are magical artifacts, which can adjust the temperature according to the human body, baby!

When the director saw the scene where Feng Mo paused, his back felt cold: "I didn't know that this place was haunted at the time! If I knew it was haunted, I wouldn't have come here!"

Ling Chan narrowed his eyes.

Feng Mo tapped the screen, and the video continued.

Three or four seconds after the actress hanged herself, the director called out.

As soon as the director called out, several people around the actress immediately went up to help her. It took a total of seven seconds from when the woman pushed off the stool to when she was helped down.

But in these seven seconds, the woman died.

The light in the camera was a bit dim, but it could be seen that the woman's complexion was normal, even rosy, and there were no strangle marks on her neck.

Feng Mo stretched out his hand and pressed pause again.

Something happened at that time, and the scene was a little flustered.

Several male crew members in the crew had horror on their faces.

The round-faced girl who played the role of the second female lead was at first dazed and then sad.

Two other girls screamed in terror.

In addition to the three girls present, there is also a strange woman, who should be the dead third girl.

The third female stood outside the crowd, looking panicked, but her eyes looked in another direction, which was the direction the female number one looked at when she hanged herself just now.

Tang Yang was taken aback: "This..."

Ling Chan: "Female No. [-] has a ghost."

The director was also taken aback.

He has watched this video for the first two waves of celestial masters, and no one has seen so many things. Why did he come to Ling Chan and solve the case in a few clicks?

Du Qiuhan: "..."

It's not that they are not good at learning, but that the insight of Feng Mo and Ling Chan is too perverted.

Ling Chan: "This kind of killing without contact with people is a kind of killing from a distance. This kind of killing method needs a medium."

Ling Chan stepped into the door and walked under the beam.

Ling Chan turned around gently according to the angle of rotation of the woman when she hung herself, the angle of inclination was very small.

He turned around and saw a dressing table in front of him, and the dressing table was in the corner with a thin layer of soil.

Feng Mo took a look, poked his head out of Ling Chan's arms, and asked the director, "Are you cleaning the house while filming?"

After watching the video, the director felt cold, so he took a step back and stood under the sun.After sunbathing for a while, I felt myself slow down.

After recovering, he heard Feng Mo's question.

The director subconsciously replied: "No."

Feng Mo looked around and found that except for the top of the dressing table, there was a thick layer of soil in the corners of the floor, which did not look like it had been cleaned.

Ling Chan turned around, stood on the straight line extending from the dressing table and looked straight ahead. There was a window directly opposite the dressing table.

Ling Chan walked over in a straight line and walked to the window.

There is a one chapter wide side table by the window.

The soil layer in the center of the side platform is very thin, but the soil layer at both ends is very thick, and the one in the middle seems to have been rubbed.

Ling Chan stood by the window for a while, calculated the angle in his mind, and turned half sideways to look over.

This time, what he saw was a corner with a bookshelf beside it.

There is barely any soil on the edge of a layer on the bookshelf.

Seeing Ling Chan stop and go, Tang Yang couldn't help asking Du Qiuhan, "What is he doing? It's scary."

Du Qiuhan saw Ling Chan walking, and suddenly thought of a possibility: "He is walking."

Tang Yang: "What?"

He knew both these two characters, but after combining them, he didn't know them at all.

Feng Mo asked Ling Chan: "How is it?"

Ling Chan: "Basically confirmed."

Tang Yang's second soul asked: "What?"

Ling Chan walked out of the room: "It's the mirror array."

Tang Yang: "?"

Ling Chan: "Everything in time has both yin and yang. For example, on this mountain, the side where the sun shines is yang, and the back side is yin. This mirror also has yin and yang. The outside of the mirror is yang, and the inside of the mirror is yin."

Tang Yang: "?"

Ling Chan: "Killing people in the air requires a medium. There are few kinds of mediums. The most commonly used one is a mirror. Draw a spell on the mirror, and you can arrange a mirror array."

Ling Chan pointed to the points he passed by: "If it is a mirror, there are at least three mirrors in this room when filming the scene of hanging himself. The angle and height of each side are exactly aligned with the hanging female number one." .”

Ling Chan: "Mirror array can be understood as a spiritual gate. Setting up a mirror array is equivalent to forcing people to open a spiritual gate. When a spiritual gate is opened, there must be ghosts. The female number one is captured by the person who placed the mirror array. gone."

Tang Yang understood a bit: "The mirror array is to open the spirit gate. At that time, all the mirrors were aimed at the female number one. The female number one hanged herself again, so the female number one is really dead!?"

The director's back felt cold when he heard it: "Who..."

Du Qiuhan: "Female number three."

Ling Chan: "Eight and nine are inseparable from ten."

Combined with what the director and crew members said, female number three has learned some metaphysical knowledge, and competed with female number one, and based on the reaction of female number three in the video, it is very likely that female number three performed the hanging scene on female number one Time to move.

Purpose……

Probably the role of the female lead, and the chance to audition after winning the competition.

Tang Yang shivered.

The world of metaphysics is so scary, it really kills without blood.

Director: "The next step...how?"

They deduced the cause of death of the female number one, but the deduced murderer was already dead.

Ling Chan asked Du Qiuhan, "How about female No. [-]?"

Du Qiuhan: "Her body is normal."

Ling Chan turned his head and saw the four gentlemen who were sun-dried in the yard, and the three girls who were pitifully hiding under the eaves.

Ling Chan narrowed his eyes: "Wait until night."

The director didn't ask what he was doing at night: "Then, shall we go out now?"

Ling Chan nodded.

After leaving the gate of the house, the three girls looked at each other and looked at the director and Ling Chan hesitantly.

When the director saw the girls, he knew what they wanted to do. The director waved his hand: "Go, go."

The three girls nodded immediately, then trotted into the woods in front of the house.

Tang Yang: "?"

The director said: "There is a small river ahead, the water is clear and clean. It was too hot during the two days we were filming, so we took turns to wash and scrub."

Tang Yang touched his itchy face and blinked.

Feng Mo looked at Ling Chan's messy sleeves, and also blinked.

Mountain climbing is a sport that not only consumes physical strength in such a hot season, but also perspires a lot. It is a pain to climb for an hour, not to mention that it takes half a day to climb.

Ling Chan and Du Qiuhan practiced Taoism, and their inner qi can regulate themselves.The director has the blessing of Ling Chan's charm, and Tang Yang has Du Qiuhan's artificial air conditioner, and he is still in good condition so far.

But the three girls have nothing, are tired and thirsty, and are dying.

The three girls, Liu Yan, ran up a few steps, hid behind the grass and trees, scrubbed and changed their clothes, and finally felt alive.

"Ah! Finally alive!"

A short-haired girl changed her clothes, and collapsed on a stone by the river without any image, sighing.

The round-faced girl who played the second lead washed her hands and stood up, sat next to the short-haired girl, and took out a cup to drink water.

The short-haired girl lay on the rock and raised her head. Through the gaps in the green leaves, she could just see the figures of Ling Chan, Du Qiuhan, and Tang Yang.

Ling Chan hugged Feng Mo and stood tall.

Except for the scraped sleeves, the white clothes were still clean and white, and there was no sweat on the collar.

Du Qiuhan was dressed in black, but he was not hot just by looking at his dry hair and forehead.

The girl exclaimed: "We are sweating like dogs, smelling like dogs, how can the little brothers be so handsome all the time!?"

The second female number smiled: "You are a cultivator."

The short-haired girl said with emotion: "I used to think that ascetics are chic and happy, they are the kind of elegant knights, but when I think that Sister Jiajia might be killed by Xiao Lei, I feel devastated."

Another girl nodded: "Yeah, I suddenly feel that the monastic world is really scary."

After the girl with short hair sighed, she patted the hand of the female number two: "Wanwan, don't be sad, Master Ling Tian will definitely avenge sister Jiajia."

Wan Wan was brought into the group by Jia Jia, because the image and personality fit the second female lead, so Wan Wan didn't audition, so she became the second female lead.

Because of Jiajia's support, the relationship between Wanwan and sister Jiajia is very good.

The short-haired girl paused: "Actually, it's not true, Xiao Lei is dead, sister Jiajia's revenge has actually been avenged..."

The second female number twitched the corners of her lips, but didn't smile: "Have you finished washing? Let's go after washing."

Seeing the three girls come back refreshed, Ling Chan said, "Let's go to the back mountain to see..."

Hearing that Ling Chan was about to toss again, Tang Yang immediately approached Ling Chan and smiled, "Mr. Ling..."

Crawling all the way, he had cuts on his arms and face, which were painful and itchy, and he urgently needed clean water to clean the wound.

Feng Mo looked at Ling Chan with a smile: "Shall we go wash up too?"

Tang Yang: "???"

I just said I want to wash it too!

Ling Chan lowered his head, looking at Feng Mo with his dark eyes.

Feng Mo pointed to Ling Chan's sleeve: "Look, if it's dirty, even if you have to climb the mountain, you can come back and wash it."

Ling Chan: "..."

Piu!

Feng Mo's sentence was dirty, and it precisely hit Ling Chan's heart.

The author has something to say: bald every six days, always bald every six days.

Cherish your head and refuse to be bald, so today is a 5.

【Wronged Baba points fingers】

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