Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

It is such a coincidence that the monitoring is broken, and the possibility of natural destruction can basically be ruled out.

Jing Luo was really a little scared.

He swallowed, clenched his fists and then loosened them. After going back and forth a few times, he took a step: "Let's go."

"Otherwise, you stay in the room," Song Yi said, "I'll go and solve it."

Jing Luo turned a deaf ear and realized that the people behind him hadn't followed. He turned around and walked forward holding Song Yi's arm.

Due to the nature of the program, there were no lights outside the corridor, and the curtains were drawn tightly so that even the moonlight could not come in. Instead, the outside was even darker than his room.

He couldn't help feeling that the show crew was really courageous, even sitting in front of the monitor at night and staring at it, he didn't know if his heart was leaking or not.

The two went to the second floor tacitly.

Today the toy fell from the corridor on the second floor. Although I didn't see the child, Jing Luo can guarantee that the little boy must have been here.

As soon as he reached the middle of the stairs, Jing Luo couldn't walk anymore.

The second floor was also pitch black, and in the darkness, the bloodstain on the railing was extremely glaring and frightening.

Song Yi saw that his expression was wrong: "What's wrong?"

"..." Knowing that others would not be able to see it again, Jing Luo suppressed the fear in his heart and said, "There is blood there."

The road ahead was frightening, and there was darkness behind, Song Yi simply stretched out his hand to stop Jing Luo's waist.

Because of the heating in the house, everyone wears thin clothes when sleeping. Jing Luo only wears a short-sleeved shirt. Since he has been traveling on the set all year round, he also controls his diet. His waist is tight and he feels good.

After getting closer, Jing Luo realized that the red was said to be blood, but it was more like red paint.

Looking around, the corridor was completely empty, not to mention ghosts, there were no clues left.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Song Yi asked, "Can't find it?"

"I can't find it," Jing Luo said, "There are no traces..."

Boom.Boom.

As soon as the words fell, I heard footsteps coming from below, step by step, neither light nor heavy.

From the sound, there should be more than one person.

Jing Luo's whole body tensed up, his scalp went numb, and goose bumps all over his body.

Song Yi's expression was normal, and he didn't move at all.

Two figures appeared at the stairs.

Jing Luo's hanging heart, after seeing the person who came, couldn't tell whether to let it go or bring it up again.

He Yuan stood there, still smiling, as if he was afraid of waking up other people, he deliberately lowered the footsteps, seeing Jing Luo, he was not surprised at all, on the contrary, his smile grew wider.

Beside him is Xu Chengyu.

Jing Luo recovered his voice, pretended to be calm and said: "...He Yuan, it's so late, why didn't you sleep?"

He Yuan smiled lightly and said, "Didn't you not sleep either?"

"The room is a little stuffy, come out to get some air, and I'll fall asleep right away." After Jing Luo finished speaking, he looked at Xu Chengyu, "You guys went downstairs?"

He Yuan: "Well, not long after I went down, I heard the footsteps of the two of you, so I came up to have a look."

Jing Luo nodded: "Then, we're going back."

He Yuan stopped him: "Wait."

Jing Luo stopped in his tracks.

He Yuan showed his white teeth, especially conspicuous in the dark scene.

"Tomorrow, the program team will install a new camera, and it will be inconvenient then."

Jing Luo's body froze.

Song Yi said calmly: "Sure enough, you are too."

Jing Luo turned his head stiffly and asked, "What?"

"Let me talk about it," He Yuan walked upstairs to Jing Luo's side, and said with a smile, "I'm also a ghost teacher, strictly speaking, we are colleagues."

"........."

"Cheng Yu is my ghost slave."

Song Yi glanced at Xu Chengyu and asked, "When did you know that?"

"Cheng Yu told me before that I met you in the underworld," He Yuan smiled, "His hukou in the world has expired, and he went to reapply. I happened to have a notice, so I didn't go, otherwise we could have known each other earlier. "

"You... too..." A similar person suddenly appeared, Jing Luo opened his mouth for a long time, and said, "Are you dead too?"

He Yuan was stunned for a moment, and finally laughed out loud: "Hahaha, Jing Luo, I found out before, you are too cute."

"..."

"I'm dead," He Yuan said, "I've been dead for more than ten years."

Jing Luo's eyes widened: "Ten, ten years? Then you..."

Xu Chengyu, who had been silent all this time, said, "I don't have time, I'll ask later."

Song Yi glanced at him, his eyes darkened: "Is it your part to interrupt?"

The other two just remembered about the camera, and they didn't bother to care about the disputes of the people around them. He Yuan lowered his head and asked, "Did you see this?"

"Well," Jing Luo said, "it might be that little boy's blood."

"No." He Yuan quickly denied it.

Jing Luo was taken aback: "Why?"

"The little boy died at the door." There was no wave in He Yuan's eyes, "Didn't you see it all?"

Sure enough, what he saw was the scene of the little boy's death.

He took a deep breath and continued: "It's not a little boy, whose is it?"

"You haven't been here for long." He Yuan suddenly raised his head and said with a smile, "you'll know by touching the blood."

Jing Luo hesitated a little, to be honest, he didn't want to see those things.

"Okay, I'm joking with you," He Yuan patted him on the shoulder, "I've already seen it, it's the child's grandfather, who is handicapped, and was hacked to death here while sitting in a wheelchair."

His voice was calm, as if he was reading a text.

"..."

Song Yi supported his shoulders, brought Jing Luo to his side, and said, "Have you searched the first floor?"

He Yuan smiled and invited: "Not yet, together?"

The four went downstairs together.

He Yuan took out a flashlight out of nowhere, and the light shone directly on the tables and chairs in the living room.

Although the first floor was cleaned very clean, at night, the whole looked no different from the dirty third floor.

They first went to the toilet, where Xu Yang bumped into ghosts.

The toilet is clean, it should be specially cleaned by the program team.

The light hit the mirror, and the light hit the faces of the four people, which was especially scary when viewed from outside the mirror.

Turned around carefully, there was nothing inside.

Out of the toilet.

He Yuan turned around and asked Jing Luo: "It's too late to look for one room at a time. I noticed when I went to the warehouse before. There was nothing. Did you see anything when you went to the study?"

"Yes," Jing Luo thought for a while, and said, "I saw a nail print outside the window."

"Outside the window?" He Yuan asked, "Only nail prints? Didn't you see the specifics?"

"No."

"The ghosts in this house are a bit childish," He Yuan said on the study road, "Blood water and mirrors are all plots that novels don't even bother to write nowadays."

The nail prints on the windows are still there.

But after wandering around the study room, he found nothing else, He Yuan turned his head and said, "Go up and have a look."

Before Jing Luo could understand, Xu Chengyu beside him moved first.

He jumped onto the wooden table, opened the window, grabbed the window's closing handle, and climbed a short distance.

Came back in less than 3 minutes.

"Nothing at all."

He Yuan said: "That's not here, let's look for it."

After finishing speaking, he and Xu Chengyu walked out of the study side by side.

Jing Luo can vaguely feel that they have a full sense of tacit understanding.

"Why are you so stupid?" Song Yi raised his hand and rubbed his hair.

Jing Luo returned to his senses and said, "I'm sorry."

"What are you apologizing for?" Song Yi laughed, "Let's go."

Following the man, Jing Luo suddenly felt that he and Song Yi... are not bad.

Several people walked into the living room and looked around.

What Jing Luo went to first was the gate of the house.

He stood where the little boy was staying, and looked around carefully. It was strange that there was no trace of blood nearby.

He Yuan came over: "What are you looking for?"

"Didn't the little boy be killed here?" Jing Luo wondered, "Why is there no blood?"

"It was cleaned by a special method," He Yuan narrowed his eyes, and said, "The blood in the corridor and the soles of Ultraman's feet should have been left behind and not cleaned up."

Jing Luo suddenly thought of a question: "Before... I also touched the blood and relics of other deceased people. Why is there no such situation today?"

If he could have seen it before, Tang Lin's matter would be resolved much easier.

"If we want to see this, we can't do it on our own."

Jing Luo was dumbfounded: "That's..."

Suddenly there was a sound of the door being pulled open.

Wu Qi stuck her waist in, her face was so black that it couldn't be darker: "All of you get out of here upstairs, I set up a formation downstairs, those ghosts can't be on the first floor."

He Yuan added: "...there must be a witch."

Jing Luo: "..."

He Yuan: "However, this sorceress is a bit grumpy."

Jing Luo hurriedly raised his hand to shush.

The four of them had just walked up the stairs when there was a sudden rattling sound outside the door—people from the program team were unlocking it.

"Why can't this lock be opened, hey, bring the flashlight closer."

"Can you do it, hurry up, it's freezing cold."

"Don't rush...open it."

The door was pushed open, the staff pressed the switch on the wall, and the chandelier on the top of the living room immediately lit up.

No one is empty.

"Okay, you go to see the one on the third floor, and I'll go to the one on the second floor. You are on the first floor, and the guests are all sleeping. Take it easy. The one in their room will be repaired tomorrow." One of the staff waved his hand, "Hey , It’s really evil, how long has it been since the filming started, everything is broken..."

Several people complained that after the division of labor was completed, they each went to their responsible areas.

Jing Luo lay on the bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

He is not the only ghost master in the world.This recognition gave him an inexplicable sense of security.

After a while, he couldn't help but turned sideways: "Is it really okay if you don't go back to the room?"

Song Yi closed his eyes and said, "It's okay, the monitoring is broken, they don't know."

"Then what should I say when the photographer comes tomorrow?"

Song Yi's tone was as usual: "Let's just say I was sleepwalking."

"..."