He's obviously the villain, but the heroine is all for him?

"So, your friend is in danger."

Chapter 108: The Outdated Star

In the suburbs of the imperial capital, the Silver Dollar Building.

This half-century-old building has not been demolished because of its age. After all, there are a lot of old houses with hundreds of years of history in the imperial capital.

At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses arrived here by car.

"Mr. Qian, we're here."

"Well, thank you."

The man got out of the car, looked at the dilapidated environment and the towering buildings around him, and walked in silently carrying his suitcase.

He went to the reception room and found the security guard.

"Oh, you're new here. Let me see..."

Security guard Uncle Yu had reached retirement age this year, but his work was pretty easy, and since the older generation couldn't afford to sit down, he continued to help out. He checked the roster, then checked the system on his phone, then stood up and picked up a set of keys.

"Come with me, room 1404."

Along the way, Uncle Yu chatted with the man and at the same time dispelled his concerns.

"Don't be fooled by the fact that there are so many 4s. It doesn't really matter. We're in this day and age, and we've long since moved away from feudal superstitions... The 14th floor is good. It's in the middle, with good lighting and ventilation..."

But to his surprise, the man had no opinion on this and only replied occasionally.

"I bought this house because it was cheap."

"Oh, it's really cheap..."

Uncle Yu did not continue the conversation, as if he was afraid of mentioning certain taboos.

If it were someone else, they would probably feel a chill down their spine due to the cold atmosphere and house numbers in the building, but the man surnamed Qian had no expression on his face and was too lazy to even look at the environment in the stairwell and corridor.

The elevator arrived and Uncle Yu opened the door for him.

The house seemed a little empty, the floor was covered with dust, the doors and windows all faced north, and there was not a single room facing south. It was extremely dark.

There was also a table and a few chairs placed in the middle of the house, standing alone and looking a bit strange.

"Here, this is the only key, but I suggest you change the lock after you move in. There are so many people here, and someone might have secretly made a copy."

"Thanks, uncle."

The man surnamed Qian took the key and took off his sunglasses.

"Hey, you're not that... Oh, I was wondering why your name sounded so familiar!" The uncle shook his hand in surprise, "Are you Qian Hao, the star from the movie Hongkong?"

Qian Hao just smiled slightly: "He's not a star, just a washed-up actor."

"Oh, I used to love watching your movies. By the way, are you planning to develop in the capital recently? Why did you move here from Hongkong?"

"Yeah, just came to take a look."

Qian Hao obviously didn't want to talk too much. After seeing off the security guard Uncle Yu, he walked in alone.

He opened the suitcase, which contained two sets of costumes he had used in previous filmings, as well as some photo frames, small jars and other miscellaneous items.

He took out the costume and hung it on the wall, then took out two photo frames, placed one on the table and hung the other in the middle of the costume.

Looking at the thin middle-aged man in a Taoist robe in the photo frame, Qian Hao sighed slightly: "Master, I miss you so much..."

The thin man who had died was none other than Uncle Nine, the protagonist who had starred in many supernatural zombie movies!

Qian Hao played the role of Uncle Jiu's eldest disciple.

Another famous role of his was playing a villain opposite a big Kung Fu star from Longguo, with the classic line "My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of God."

But things have changed. The kung fu star has quietly disappeared, and Uncle Nine has died of cancer.

He had also reached the end of his acting career and was in a dilemma of having no films to shoot.

Of course, none of this matters to him now, it's too late.

He took out a rope, looked at the hook on the ceiling, stood on a chair and tied it up.

He made a loop and put his head in it. He took a last lingering look at the photo frame on the table and dialed a number.

"Hey, Dad, wait a moment, Mom is busy now, I'll ask her to get back to you later!"

"Honey, wait a minute, I'll call you back later!"

The voices of a woman and a child were heard on the other end of the phone. Qian Hao had no idea how many times he had heard this, but every time he heard it, he still burst into tears.

He put his cell phone in his pocket and resolutely kicked the stool away from under his feet.

A feeling of suffocation suddenly came over him, and the human instinct for survival was instantly activated. Qian Hao's two hands subconsciously reached out to the noose, trying to save himself.

He suppressed his subconscious with his mind, slowly lowered his hands, and rolled his eyes to welcome death.

Suddenly, he saw two long-haired female ghosts in red clothes with white pupils emerging from the wall of the room!

He could do nothing at this moment and could only watch the two female ghosts approach him and try to get into his body.

Outside the door, the elevator returned to the 14th floor.

A tall and handsome man came out of the elevator, his eyes sharp as he looked towards 1404.

"Wow, what a fierce and evil aura! There are two evil spirits in there!"

Ling Yun took out the purple talisman without saying a word and kicked the door open.

The room was filled with smoke and a middle-aged man who looked somewhat familiar to him was hanging on a noose in the middle of the room. Evil energy was constantly spewing out of his body and his body was swinging wildly.

The Ghost-Slaying Sword came out and cut the rope above his head, and Qian Hao fell down.

But after he landed, he did not breathe heavily. Instead, he turned his body over, raised his abdomen, and landed on all fours, and quickly crawled towards Lingyun in a weird posture!

"Oh, you actually dare to seek death?"

Since the man was not dead, Ling Yun did not want to hurt his body, so he stuck the purple talisman on the Ghost-Slaying Sword and attached it with spiritual energy.

In this way, the sword temporarily becomes a weapon that can hurt ghosts but not people.

He just slashed lightly, and a miserable wail came from Qian Hao's body, and the two female ghosts were instantly knocked out of his body.

Ling Yun was about to give chase, but the two female ghosts had some skills, and when they saw they were no match for them, they immediately drilled into the wall and disappeared.

This is the difficulty of dealing with evil spirits. They have almost merged with the room. Either you physically destroy the entire room and then use Taoist magic to eradicate them, or you use something to lure them out.

Ling Yun turned his head to look at Qian Hao, only to see him kneeling on the ground. Suddenly, he vomited a mouthful of black liquid.

After Qian Hao vomited, he felt a little lighter. At this time, a tissue was handed to him.

"Thanks."

He took the tissue and wiped his mouth clean.

"Why are you so pessimistic?"

Hearing Ling Yun's words, Qian Hao just smiled miserably: "Nothing, I just feel that there is nothing worth staying in this world anymore."

"Look forward to it. If you keep doing this, you might end up like those two female ghosts after you die."

Ling Yun patted his shoulder and glanced at the photo frames and costumes on his wall.

These attracted his attention, and he looked at the photo of a family of three on the table in surprise and suspicion. Qian Hao was still very young at that time, and Ling Yun recognized him at once.

"Hey, are you the Xiaohao from the movie Tai Chi?"

Qian Hao nodded bitterly and got up from the ground: "I didn't expect that I am quite famous in the capital."

"You've always been famous. I've watched almost every one of your movies, but it's been a while since I've seen a new one."

"With the decline of Rainbow Sky Films, I don't have many films to shoot..."

Qian Hao lifted the chair, wiped it clean and motioned Ling Yun to sit down.

"Your house is haunted. The two female ghosts have deep grudges."

"Hmm." Qian Hao had already experienced death once, and although he didn't hold such strong hope for life, he still cheered up. "Then Master, can you help me get rid of it completely?"

"It's a little difficult, but that doesn't mean it's impossible. After all, you still need to live, so there's only one other way."

"what way?"

"Use human blood to lure out the female ghost, and then I will seal it."

"This..." Qian Hao obviously didn't expect to need to use this method.

"But ghosts can't harm people at will. Your yang energy is still strong. As long as you don't actively seek death, they won't be able to do anything to you."

"Thanks."

Qian Hao nodded. He had made many ghost movies and had dealt with ghosts and monsters a lot, so he was not really afraid of them.

Ling Yun looked at Qian Hao and felt that it would not be that simple for such a star to suddenly commit suicide, so he used the search function.

[Name: Qian Hao]

【Age: 55】

【Favorites: 70】

[Combat Power: 67 (Body Tempering Level 6)]

[Special: Bad Luck (Gray): Although there is a sense of destiny, there is no corresponding blessing. It requires the help of a master to transform from a cocoon into a butterfly.]

[Identity: Protagonist of "The Last Zombie"]

[Recent opportunity: Being saved by a kind person when attempting suicide]

[Luck: 600/2000]

Tsk, this was the most unlucky protagonist Ling Yun had ever seen. He hadn't even started to weaken his luck, and it was already less than a third left. Furthermore, the other party's talent was the worst he had ever seen.

Even if they are ordinary people, at worst they just have no talent, or they have a white talent as their base. This gray attribute is the first time they have seen it.

And the chance was that he was rescued when he was about to commit suicide... What an unlucky guy!

"Xiao Xi, please tell me about Qian Hao's background. I'm very curious."

【Great! 】

Qian Hao was an actor during the golden age of Hongkong Films. He appeared in numerous acclaimed productions and served as a stunt double for many big-name stars, but unfortunately, he was always a supporting role. To excel in these roles, he practiced in secret. Even though his energy and blood began to decline, his skills remained remarkable.

[However, due to being busy with his career, he neglected his family and missed a family trip. Unexpectedly, his family was involved in a car accident, and his wife and son were separated from him forever.]

[He later decided to commit suicide and took his wife and son's ashes to the Silver Dollar Building to commit suicide. By chance, he was rescued and accidentally discovered some supernatural events in the Silver Dollar Building.]

[In the end, in order to protect the residents of the building, he fought the zombies alone, was seriously injured, and successfully held out until dawn. He watched the zombies turn to ashes and died with satisfaction.]

No wonder it’s called “The Last Zombie”, there are actually zombies in this building.

He started chatting with Qian Hao. The other party did not have the arrogance and illiteracy of those so-called young handsome guys. Instead, he was very talkative and had a very positive attitude.

Ling Yun finally understood why he committed suicide. He was in a midlife crisis, his wife had both passed away, and he had no ties. It was better to die than to end it all.

"Xiao Xi, if the plot continues as it is, and the zombies are eliminated but Qian Hao is still alive, will his luck improve?"

[Well, as for this question, I can only tell you, brother, that every "protagonist" has their own ending, just like a hero's demise. When their story ends, they are no longer the protagonist, unless they are like Wang Hao, who was used by my brother to play cards.]

Ling Yun nodded, with a plan in mind.

It's a pity that Qian Hao died, but I still have to take advantage of him.

The two exchanged contact information. Ling Yun planned to go to the security room with him to ask. Uncle Yu, who had worked here for so long, should know what happened in the room.

Just as they were about to leave, they saw a middle-aged woman poke her head into the room, but when she saw the two of them, she screamed and ran away.

Ling Yun and Qian Hao hurriedly chased after her and found the woman huddled in the corner of the stairwell, her back to them, her body shaking uncontrollably.

"Auntie, are you okay?"

Ling Yun wanted to pull the woman's shoulders, but she became hysterical instead.

"Ah Feng, why are you here again!"

Uncle Yu just happened to come over and helped her out, and the woman ran away trembling with her head down.

Seeing Ling Yun and Qian Hao looking at him with frowns, Uncle Yu smiled awkwardly. Finally, under the questioning of the two, he told them what he had experienced here that year.

"Room 1404 was originally that woman's home." Inside the room, Uncle Yu looked around and sighed. "She and her husband had a child. They were originally a happy family of three, but soon something bad happened."