Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

Lin Qianqian was very petite, and she was immediately suspended in the air after being grabbed by Song Yi.

Jing Luo endured the stench and stepped forward, pressing his arm: "...Song... let go first..."

Song Yi didn't intend to let go at all.

Lin Qianqian's eyes fluctuated faintly, but she didn't say a word of begging for mercy on her face.

Song Yi moved upwards: "Don't say?"

Lin Xiqian bit her lower lip.

Song Yi suddenly sneered, and let go of the person in his hand. Lin Qianqian did not expect that the other party would suddenly let go of her, and fell to the ground defenselessly.

The little figure in her hand came out with strength and rolled down to Song Yi's feet.

Lin Qianqian's eyes widened suddenly, and she wanted to reach out to grab it, but she couldn't move.

Song Yi first took a few steps forward, picked up the little wooden figure that was placed on the wooden board before, wiped it carefully with his sleeve, put it in his pocket, and then turned around and picked up the wooden figure from Lin Qianqian. The one that fell from your hand.

He held the little wooden figure in his hand, sneered, turned around and supported Jing Luo's back with the other hand, and was about to leave.

"Wait, wait!" Lin Xiqian called to stop him, her previous calmness and composure had long since disappeared, "What do you want to do?"

Song Yi sneered, his voice a little careless, "I'll do what you were doing just now."

"...Impossible," Lin Xiqian comforted herself, "You don't know how."

"I don't know, of course someone else will know," Song Yi said lightly, "Ask your boss to make a will."

Jing Luo understood now, they seem to have broken through a ritual they didn't know what they were borrowing?And it seems that the beneficiary is not Lin Qianqian, but Mu Chenxi.

"You dare!" Lin Xiqian roared, her eyes were a little anxious, and after a while, she seemed to think of something again, with a smug smile on her lips, "It's useless if you interrupt halfway, it's just borrowing your life, their fates have already been connected Even if I don't take the last step, if something happens to Brother Xi, he won't be able to escape!"

Song Yi was silent for a moment, then suddenly chuckled.

This smile stunned Lin Qianqian: "What are you laughing at? Everything I said is true."

The fire is the source of the stench. It has been 5 minutes since the fire went out, and the stench has finally dissipated a little. Jing Luo was able to catch his breath, put down his hands and asked, "Who is she connecting with? Me?"

"It's okay." Song Yi raised his hand and rubbed his hair, "Let's go."

Seeing that the two people in front were unmoved, Lin Xiqian continued: "Do you understand what I mean? He has already given... his life, as long as I don't solve it, he will die soon! You put If the wooden man returns to me, I can consider letting him go."

Jing Luo instantly understood why Song Yi immediately calmed down after hearing the excuse.

He died a long time ago, how could Mu Chenxi's life be continued?

Lin Qianqian's shouts directly interrupted the filming of the crew, and the two of them didn't take a few steps before they saw a group of people walking towards this side.

The one who walked in the front was the director. He frowned and asked, "What's wrong? Who's calling? Don't you know this is a studio?!"

Before he finished speaking, the director stopped immediately.

In the utility room at the end of the corridor, there were boards, braziers, ashes, and a woman with a disheveled hair and a pale face.

There is a faint burnt smell in the air, which is weird no matter how you look at it.

"What is this doing?" The assistant director was startled, took a few steps forward, and then backed away immediately, because he smelled a familiar smell - the stench that came out when the Taoist priest cast a spell last time .

The smell is really unflattering, people who have smelled it can't forget it, and almost everyone present has an impression, so when they smell it again on this occasion, everyone can't help but feel a little nervous.

"What's the matter?" Liang Yuan took a few steps forward, "What is this smell, Qianqian, what are you doing?"

Jing Luo said succinctly: "She is playing a Gu."

The Taoist priest knew Jing Luo very well, everyone could tell, but now that Jing Luo spoke, almost half of the people present believed him.

Even Mu Chenxi who was on the side frowned in disgust, and said, "Really?"

Lin Xiqian, who was sitting stupidly, heard it and immediately panicked. She struggled to get up and ran to the crowd: "No, no, Brother Xi, don't listen to his nonsense!"

Jing Luo is a bit confused, so Lin Qianqian played the Gu for Mu Chenxi, there is no doubt about it, but why does Mu Chenxi look completely ignorant? What's even more strange is that Lin Qianqian doesn't seem to want Hi know.

Mu Chenxi didn't shake her off, but his expression was still not pretty: "What are you doing with those things?"

Lin Xiqian stammered, tears welled up in her eyes: "I, I..."

"Qiqian, are you really doing those things?" Liang Yuan took a step forward and pulled her hand off, "Frankly speaking, if you have been wronged, you should explain it clearly in front of everyone."

The assistant director took out his mobile phone: "Wait, I'll let that expert come over again."

The call was quickly connected, and the atmosphere was tense for a while.

The director waved his hand, motioning him to open it.

After a while, the phone was picked up.

"Who is it early in the morning?!" Wu Qi's voice was extremely impatient.

Everyone looked at the time at the same time, it was almost noon.

The assistant director coughed lightly: "That...expert, I have something to ask you."

Wu Qi: "Say."

"It's like this, we seem to have caught the person who played Gu, but we're not sure..."

Wu Qi interrupted him: "Is there a brazier?"

Assistant director: "Yes, yes, yes."

"Where's the little wooden man?"

The assistant director looked around: "I didn't see that."

The other side was quiet for a while, and asked, "Are Jing Luo and his assistant there?"

"Here I am."

"Oh," Wu Qi said casually, "That's Gu."

"?" The assistant director didn't quite understand, "Well, it wasn't them who made the Gu..."

"I know," Wu Qi interrupted him impatiently, "They say that whoever downloads it will download it, that's enough, I'm going to bed, hang up!"

A busy signal came on the phone immediately.

The whole crew looked at the two people standing at the outermost edge of the crowd in unison.

Jing Luo: "..."

After a while of silence, the director waved his hand: "Now she is right under our noses, let's forget about it, let's finish filming today's scene."

No way, they couldn't drag Lin Xixi to the police station and tell the police, "She's tricked someone else"?

Now we can only guard against it first.

Liang Yuan immediately turned around and said, "Qiqian, you should go back first, and come back when the company informs you."

The meaning of this sentence is basically tantamount to dismissal.

Lin Qianqian's eyes turned red, she looked at Mu Chenxi: "Brother Xi..."

What I got was the indifferent back of the other party.

After Lin Qianqian left, the crowd dispersed, gathering together in twos and threes to whisper.

Song Yi withdrew his gaze with little interest, and asked the people around him, "Does it still stink?"

Jing Luo shook his head: "It doesn't smell that bad anymore."

Back in the dressing room, Song Yi handed him a glass of water and said in a low voice, "She's not possessed."

Jing Luo paused for a drink of water.

Song Yi continued: "Even if she used Gu to help Mu Chenxi borrow his life before, you have seen that the person whose life was borrowed died quietly."

"You mean," Jing Luo swallowed, "Tang Lin's death has nothing to do with her?"

"Well, even if there is, it's not directly related."

Everything seems to be back to square one.

But it can be regarded as one of the worries.

Jing Luo was silent for a while, and asked: "Then Lin Qianqian, did you expose it just like that? She killed someone."

"Don't worry, if she is interrupted during the voodoo, she will be backlashed," Song Yi said, "Wu Qiping was woken up for nothing, so I probably don't like her very much. Even if we leave it alone, she won't have it." Good fruit to eat."

Jing Luo: "..."

In the subsequent filming, Mu Chenxi was rarely in a state of calm.

After the sixth NG, the director poked his head out helplessly: "Chen Xi, why don't you shoot this today?"

Mu Chenxi pursed his lips: "Yes."

Jing Luo had an intuition that Mu Chenxi must have guessed something.

Thanks to Mu Chenxi, he was able to leave early. He packed his backpack, took Song Yi out of the set, and stopped a taxi.

He handed the address he got in the morning to the driver: "Master, please go to this place."

The driver glanced at the address, then looked back at them, stepped on the accelerator and set off without saying anything.

After nearly half an hour's drive, the car finally stopped.

Outside is a place that roughly amounts to a slum.

Song Yi got out of the car, and raised his hand to flatten Jing Luo's messy hair: "What's her house number?"

Jing Luo was taken aback: "Do you know who I'm looking for?"

Song Yi smiled but said nothing, took his phone and looked at it, then walked towards the alley.