Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

The crying staff member at the door stopped crying after hearing this, and beckoned the people next to him to open the door for the director.

The director and his party ran in panting, panting heavily: "Close, close the door! Close the door!"

The door was slammed shut with a muffled sound.

The director followed his breath: "Is that thing still outside?"

Jing Luo turned his head to look, the snow field was already empty.

Before Jing Luo could speak, Xu Yang spoke first: "...You guys, did you collude to scare people?"

Now the people from the three parties are very close to each other, and one of them is still helping the director to calm down, even a fool can understand.

"...The effect of the show, please understand," the director laughed dryly when he saw that he was exposed, and asked again, "Jing Luo, did you really see that little boy?"

Jing Luo stood up straight, opened the corners of his mouth and smiled, "No, I'm fooling you."

"..."

When Song Yi reminded him just now, he came to his senses.

If he hadn't seen the little boy, he might have helped the show crew to act, although his acting skills were not very good.

The director smiled wryly: "When did you see it?"

"There are too many flaws," He Yuan, who has always been calm, said slowly, "The staff came earlier than usual, so let's not mention this." He glanced at the surrounding staff with a half-smile, " The point is that the staff who are going to repair the wires are all from the filming team, are they going to use cameras to repair the circuit?"

The staff looked at each other.

"No way," the director coughed twice, "It's a temporary plan, because Xu Yang was there last night, and we couldn't make a good plan."

Jing Luo said sincerely: "Director, I think your reaction just now was very good."

The director was amused: "Will I be the guest or you?"

In a few words, this topic is over, everyone in the house is smiling, only Xu Yang is still angry, but because of the director's attitude before, she didn't dare to say anything, she could only keep dark on her own Face.

Jing Luo couldn't help but glanced out again.

Just now the little boy...was he looking at the attic?Speaking of which, it seems that he also climbed into the attic before.

He vaguely felt that the people in the attic must have something to do with this family.

"Is the road open outside?" Wu Qi said indifferently, "I don't want to eat hot pot tonight, I'm so tired."

He Yuan said: "You will get tired of eating hot pot?"

"It's clear," the director nodded, and said, "The food delivery vehicle is already on its way, and we've also contacted professionals to repair the circuit. They should be here soon."

Jing Luo asked: "Then today's itinerary?"

"Unfortunately," the director twitched the corners of his mouth, "I was supposed to watch a report on the Zhaizi case today, but the power went out, so we just improvised a small game just now."

"In this case," Wu Qi stood up suddenly, "Can we move around freely for a while before calling? I'm actually quite interested in this house."

The director nodded: "Of course, but we are only renting the house, and everything in the house cannot be damaged."

Wu Qi walked forward for a short distance and stopped suddenly.

"Shouldn't all free activities be filmed?"

The cameraman looked at the director in embarrassment.

The director didn't look at him, but instead asked Wu Qi: "Do you think this house is indeed a bit weird?"

Don't think he is the chief director of a supernatural show, but in fact, he didn't really believe in these ghosts and ghosts before. Even the production content of the show was sorted out after he spent half a month and checked countless materials. This is also his first attempt at this type of subject matter.

But they sat too much in front of the camera, and they didn't know whether it was the psychological effect of the information they retrieved or what. Recently, every time they looked at this house, they felt gloomy and scary.

"Yes," Wu Qi said bluntly, "it's serious. If you want the show to air smoothly, let me watch it carefully. If you have any problems, you should solve them quickly."

There are less than three days left in the shooting time. The director thought about it and waved his hand: "Okay, then be careful, you have to shoot in the afternoon."

Jing Luo and the others followed immediately, and when other staff saw this, some were bold and curious, and asked if they could follow to broaden their horizons, but Wu Qi flatly refused.

Of the six guests, only Xu Yang didn't go. She just wants to finish filming this variety show in peace, and then she won't be able to come to the next season.

As soon as the few people left, the director walked up to a follower. This follower is the oldest and most experienced one in this show. The director lowered his voice: "Follow up and record."

The follower was so bold that he immediately responded and followed them quietly.

None of the five said where they were going, but they all had a tacit understanding and walked straight towards the attic.

Walking halfway, Jing Luo suddenly thought of something: "By the way, Wu Qi, you said that you have already seen the ground of the first floor of the house, but I remember that the last time I was in the kitchen, it was because your blood was on the ground that the words were visible." ...How did you see other places afterwards?"

Wu Qi said solemnly: "I cut my wrist and spilled blood in the whole living room."

"..."

"She frightened you," He Yuan said with a smile, "That thing didn't show up because of her blood."

"That is……"

"When I get up every day, I rub some balm to exorcise evil spirits on my hands, so that I don't have time to get the talisman in an emergency. I can also use my fists. The blood should be mixed with the balm that day, so the words will appear."

While speaking, several people had already reached the attic.

The cameraman followed up at this moment, seeing them walking out of the attic, subconsciously opened his mouth to say that the attic door was locked and the key was still with the director, but luckily he stopped in time.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw that they had only been messing around for a while before the door to the attic opened.

The follower stared wide-eyed, and only walked forward cautiously after they entered.

Entering the attic, Wu Qi took out a small round box from his pocket, like the rouge powder used by people in ancient times, opened it, and inside was a white ointment.

Wu Qi dipped some on her finger and was about to touch the ground.

"When will you be like this?" After Song Yi finished speaking, he turned around and quickly opened the door of the attic.

The follower outside had no time to react, and was still squatting on the ground. The camera was facing the lower right opening of the gate, and when he met the eyes of the people inside, he had an embarrassed expression: "...that..."

"There should be water in your backpack." Song Yi smiled gently.

After reacting to the photographer, he obediently handed over his mineral water from the bag.

Song Yi took it over: "Thank you for coming to deliver the water."

Means you can go.

It was hard to stay with the photographer, so I had to leave, thinking about diving back for a while and continuing to shoot.

After closing the door, Song Yi took the ointment in Wu Qi's hand, and shook it in twice. A few small pieces of ointment fell inside, and the water immediately became quite cloudy.

He screwed on the lid, shook the water bottle a few times, opened it, and slowly fell to the ground.

Under the water stains, the patterns are gradually revealed.

Jing Luo took a few careful glances, and the more he looked, the more wrong he became.

Others saw it too.

The pattern on the attic floor is different from what I saw before.

The reason why it is so obvious that even other people can see it is because the pattern is so complicated that it is impossible to see what is painted, but the previous ones can see the lines clearly.

Wu Qi approached, brushed away the water stains, and looked at it for a few minutes.

"It's the same technique." She concluded.

Jing Luo said: "But how can I remember..."

"It's really different from downstairs," Wu Qi interrupted him, "because there is only one floor painted on the floor below, and there are at least three floors painted on the attic. But at the same time, if the mana of the raised ghost is not strong enough, it is very likely to lose its mind, I doubt that little boy..." She paused, "It seems that the things in the attic are not just hidden , looks more like it's locked."

As Wu Qi spoke, he wiped away the pattern on the ground with his fingertips.

A red bloodstain gradually appeared on the floor under Jing Luo's feet.

Without much hesitation, he also squatted down and wiped it off.

The few people moved very quickly, and it didn't take long to wipe most of it. In his eyes, many places had been covered by the blood that appeared.

"help me……"

A broken voice came from behind him.

Jing Luo didn't need to look back, he already knew what was going to happen behind him.

He had seen through the hole.