Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

There is an independent utility room next to this house. The space is not small. The director team is stationed here. The heater and everything are installed. The reason for the rush to start up is because the equipment here is fully prepared. It will take one more day. It's a waste of a day's equipment costs.

At this time, the director was sitting on a chair next to him eating instant noodles, and was about to have a mouthful of hot soup when he heard the staff stationed in front of the camera monitoring yelling: "Director!!"

The director choked on a mouthful of the soup, and the spicy taste made him cough a few times: "Why is it so loud?!"

The staff lowered the volume: "That...Song Yi entered Jing Luo's room."

"What?" the director mumbled, chewing his dough, "what are you doing in his room?"

"He said he was scared and wanted to sleep together," the staff member said, "...he even kicked the door lock."

The director swallowed, and frowned: "You read it wrong, that door is a big wooden door, thicker than your arm, and the door lock is also made of iron."

"That's right, look at this," he pointed to the white corner in the corner of the monitor, "it fell here."

"Nonsense," the director said, "It's probably rubbish."

The staff looked at it a few more times, but they were not too sure, and asked, "Should I send a follower to let Song Yi go back?"

"What are you going back for?" The director sat next to him and raised his legs. "Scaring one is scaring, and scaring two is also scaring. Whoever responds well will be cut in."

Of course, this program of theirs is not simply to let the guests stay in for a week, and I believe the guests also know it well.

There are a lot of interesting traps in it, and there are still many traces of the past that they haven't cleaned up. They will fabricate some backgrounds when it is broadcast, and try to downplay the supernatural as much as possible. As long as it passes the review, it will be properly eye-catching.Moreover, the guests invited this time are all good-looking, and one or two came in for free or in reverse. The chances of losing this deal are really slim.

Jing Luo's hands trembled slightly, and even the light of the flashlight was shaking.

Song Yi closed the door, walked to the big bed, put the pillow aside, reached for the flashlight in his hand, and placed it on the head of the bed.

"Go to sleep."

Jing Luo's feet were still bent. Before going to bed, he scanned the surroundings of the room with a flashlight. There were three cameras in total.

He shrunk his body into a ball, carefully moved to Song Yi's side, put his mouth close to his ear, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Song Yi, there is something inside..."

Song Yi opened his eyes, met his gaze, remained silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Did you see it?"

"I didn't see it," Jing Luo subconsciously retracted his leg, half of his foot rubbed against Song Yi's leg, "but I felt... touching my leg."

In the dark night, Song Yi's eyes were deep: "Xiao Luo."

"Huh?" Jing Luo was still a little flustered, "By the way, the show crew is still making tricks in the mirror, maybe it will take a while..."

"Hehehe." Another burst of eerie laughter came from the mirror.

Even Jing Luo felt that this mirror was very exaggerated.

If he turned his head, he might still see a female ghost with disheveled hair appearing in the mirror.

At this time, you will lose if you look back.

He endured the numbness of his scalp, closed his eyes tightly, and wrinkled his nose together.

There was a low laugh in front of him.

Jing Luo opened his eyes, just in time to meet Song Yi's gaze.

Song Yi coughed lightly, stopped laughing, and asked, "Afraid?"

Jing Luo shook his head, duplicity said: "It's okay."

After all, he was a person who had been to the underworld. It was nothing to be frightened by someone as a mirror, but the cold feeling just now was still lingering in his mind.

The laughter continued, quite like Jing Luo not turning her head and she kept on going.

A hand reached out to the back of his head, and stroked it soothingly a few times: "If you're afraid, just sleep with me, or change your position?"

"...No need." After Jing Luo finished speaking in a muffled voice, he shrank his head back.

It wasn't until Song Yi's breath hit his forehead that he realized how strange their posture was.

The two were lying face to face, very close to each other, their legs stuck together, and the distance between their hands was only a fraction of a millimeter away.

Looking up, Song Yi had already closed his eyes.

The room was pitch black, and he couldn't figure out where he was sleeping on the bed. He was afraid that Song Yi would not have enough sleeping space, so he thought about it, and moved back carefully.

The people in front of him also followed him to this side.

The space behind him is already very small. I don't know if it's because of the mirror or the tactile sensation just now. He doesn't want any part of himself, not even a piece of clothing, to fall off the edge of the bed.

Forget it, just sleep like this.

……

In the middle of the night, the door of the room whose lock was damaged suddenly squeaked, and it was slightly opened by an arc, and no one could be seen inside or outside.

The man sleeping on the left side of the big bed suddenly opened his eyes.

Song Yi stood up halfway, and glanced coldly at the door.

"boom."

The door closed immediately.

**

Jing Luo was awakened by a knock on the door, and he froze as soon as he opened his eyes.

The first thing that catches the eye is a strong chest. Because there is a heater, Song Yi was wearing a simple gray T-shirt last night. The body temperature of the two of them is not very high, but Jing Luo feels the warmth on the side of his face. Yes, it should be warmed up when sleeping next to each other.

He was sleeping on his side, one leg was completely hung on Song Yi's thigh, and his hands were also placed above Song Yi's waist.

No matter how you look at this posture, it looks like he posted it.

There was another knock on the door, Jing Luo woke up, hurriedly retracted his hands and feet, and when he pulled his legs away, he seemed to have bumped into... what?

Song Yi was also awakened by this knock on the door.

No, Jing Luo took a closer look at the thing he accidentally touched just now, and felt that Song Yi might not have been woken up by the knock on the door...

Song Yi squinted his eyes, and said in the usual tone: "What time is it?"

Jing Luo glanced at the dusty clock on the wall: "07:30."

The people outside raised their hands and knocked again, this time knocking much harder, and because of the force, the door that was not locked was directly knocked open by the outsiders.

Standing outside, Wu Qi crossed her arms and was not surprised to see Song Yi on the bed: "I've been knocking on the door for so long, why haven't you changed your clothes yet?"

Xu Yang followed her, poked his head out and took a look: "Hey, why are you two in the same room?"

Jing Luo hurriedly got out of bed, his trousers rolled up quite a bit due to his sleeping position, revealing his fair heels: "Is it time to wake up already?"

"Yeah," Xu Yang stared at his little leg, "Luo Luo, I didn't feel anything before, but now you're wearing black pajama pants, your legs look so white."

Jing Luo felt a little unnatural when he was called out, and just about to say something, he saw Song Yi walk up to him, squatted down straight down, and helped him to even out the hems of his trousers.

He got up and said, "Change your clothes, see you downstairs."

When going out, he also helped Jing Luo close the door, blocking the sight of the two girls.

After changing clothes and going downstairs, I found that the door of the house was opened.

Seeing him coming down, the director went up to meet him and asked, "Xiao Luo, is the door of your room really broken?"

Jing Luo nodded: "Maybe it's been used for a long time, Song Yi just pushed it lightly and it broke."

"...No matter how old it is, it shouldn't break if you push it." The director touched his chin, muttered, and waved his hand to the people behind him, "Then I'm begging you, replace it with a brand new one, the sooner the better." ah."

The repairman agreed and went upstairs.

They checked in yesterday afternoon, and started filming with the photographer at dinner time, so strictly speaking, today is their first day living here.

Breakfast was simple bread and milk. He Yuan took a sip of milk, his upper lip was stained white by the milk, and he opened the conversation first: "I stayed for one night yesterday, did you find anything strange?"

Xu Chengyu was sitting next to him. After He Yuan finished speaking, he actually took out a handkerchief from the inside of his clothes and handed it to He Yuan.

After He Yuan wiped it off without hesitation, he put it on the table.

"Yes," Xu Yang hurriedly raised his hand and pouted, "Last night I heard a 'bang', similar to the sound of kicking a door, did you hear that? It was so scary, I was so scared that I didn't dare to turn off the lights fall asleep."

"That...it should be the sound Song Yi made when he came up to look for me," Jing Luo finished explaining, thought for a while, and said, "I heard a woman's laughter yesterday."

Xu Yang threw herself on Wu Qi's body and stared wide-eyed: "Really? Really?"

Wu Qi clicked her body and shook her shoulders twice, breaking her free.

"Well," Jing Luo cooperated, "I was so scared that I didn't dare to turn around all night."

This is also true.

He Yuan took a bite of the bread, showing his dimples, and asked him with a smile, "Nothing else strange?"

Jing Luo was startled, then shook his head: "No."

"Oh, I thought that the program team would release a lot of tricks to scare people at once every episode."

Knowing that the video will be edited later, He Yuan did not hesitate to speak.

After everyone finished their breakfast and was about to close the market, the director stood up and stopped them.

"Let's work together and introduce yourself again," the director said with a smile, "Don't just introduce your name and occupation, but also talk about your hobbies, or what specialties you have?"

When talking about his specialty, he raised his voice and specially gave Wu Qi a look.

Wu Qi is going to be very happy, what is his specialty in acting?

"Okay," she said, "I'll show you a piece of broken boulder in the chest."

Xu Yang lowered his head and snickered, He Principle smiled blatantly, and Jing Luo couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth.

The director's face was not very good-looking: "Can you cooperate?"

"Yes," Wu Qi said, putting on a positive look, "Then I'll come first. My name is Wu Qi, and this year is the [-]th."

She took out a stone from the satchel she was carrying, with a spell on it.

"You guys can understand my specialty. This stone is the biggest ghost-seeking stone in my hand," Wu Qi said, "It glows when it encounters ghosts, and the stronger the luminosity, it means that there are many internal organs within a thousand miles away, or they are very strong. "

As if by magic, she picked up the tablecloth and swayed beside the stones, "I heard that this house is a haunted house, now I'm here to test whether there is anything in this house."

After she finished speaking, she flicked her fingertips lightly, and the charm fell off.

The director patted the follower on the shoulder, motioning him to zoom in.

Suddenly, there was a crisp "click"——

There was a crack in the middle of the ghost-seeking stone, and then the crack became bigger and bigger, and in the end, it split in two.

Xu Yang was taken aback: "This, what is this! How did it crack?!"

Wu Qi said lightly: "Tsk, it was broken like this in less than two seconds."

She knew that there was no need for a ghost-seeking stone in this house.

It will crack as soon as it comes out.