Chapter 129 Like a Different Person

Most netizens hate Sun Qinghai, a scumbag with no bottom line. After seeing this comment and giving likes, they changed their minds and thought that evil people should be punished. Let's work together to directly make the terms #Sun Qinghai's fake death# and #Support bosses to collect debts from Sun Qinghai# the hot searches.

It's no wonder that the Internet is so powerful. When the big bosses saw these trending searches, they realized that Sun Qinghai actually dared to owe debts and not pay them back, and was planning to fake his death in some trendy way. He really thought this was a world of fiction.

Apart from those bosses in the entertainment industry, none of those bosses in the casinos were simple people. They gave orders one after another, just as Sun Qinghai wished, and tied up all his property. Now Sun Qinghai can't even take a plane or a high-speed train.

As Sun Qinghai's popularity rose one after another, Shao Ziyu's fans could foresee that this ex-husband was doomed, and the fan group was sending red envelopes to celebrate. The wealthy big fans vented their years of frustration and even won many big-name cosmetics, bags and other items to share the joy.

The guests were still unaware of what was happening online. After Shao Ziyu calmed down, he and Jiang Ning went to the haunted house closest to the amusement park to see if the other guests needed help.

The scenery in the haunted house was quite realistic, and there was a gloomy feeling everywhere, especially when they ran into patrol officers who played the role of ghost messengers as soon as they entered.

According to the staff, there is a rule that living people are not allowed to enter the haunted house. When the two were bumped into, they were chased by ghosts holding soul-catching chains and mourning sticks.

"Don't approach the underworld living people, don't run!"

Jiang Ning and Shao Ziyu, who were being chased, instinctively ran away.

After running for a while, Jiang Ning pulled the almost exhausted Shao Ziyu into a dark place and hid her. The staff members who were trying to catch up with them walked straight past them without even glancing at the mineral water bottle that Jiang Ning had tentatively placed in front of them.

After the staff left, Jiang Ning and Shao Ziyu walked out. Jiang Ning picked up the water and put it back in her bag. Looking at the backs of the group of Yincha staff, she really wanted to join them.

Chasing people is like a cat and mouse, it's fun.

"Where are we going now?" Shao Ziyu asked after taking a sip of water and taking a deep breath.

Jiang Ning handed her a wet tissue and asked Shao Ziyu to wipe the sweat off her face, she whispered.

"I've observed that Fairy Tale Town hasn't officially opened to receive tourists yet, and there aren't many staff members."

"We have less than ten guests, so they shouldn't send too many staff members to affect our experience. The only staff members pretending to be ghost messengers in this haunted house are probably the ones we just saw."

"If you want to find other guests, of course you should follow the staff who can locate tourists."

This is a great move. Shao Ziyu had never thought of using the staff to find companions.

Seeing that the staff had walked some distance, Jiang Ning was worried that he would not be able to catch up with them, so he pulled Shao Ziyu and hurried to catch up.

On the other side, Jiang Qing found a note in a wooden box. Looking back, he saw Sun Qinghai standing there like a wooden stake. He really thought he was the boss and did nothing.

Jiang Qing glanced at him without saying a word, pretending that he didn't exist, and turned to look for Zhuo Guanglan.

Jiang Qing pushed open a door on the other side. When the door opened, he saw a bright red scene inside. It was obviously a festive wedding room, but it was filled with a terrifying atmosphere. Especially in the middle of the room there was a coffin. He could hear the sound of nails scratching the coffin board. If you are not brave enough, you will be scared to death.

Jiang Qing was very brave and was not scared. He checked the whole room and did not see Zhuo Guanglan. Then he thought of something and turned to look at the coffin that made the sound.

She approached the coffin with light steps. When the sound of scratching the coffin board was heard again, Jiang Qing put his hand on the edge of the board and lifted it up. The person lying inside looked over. There was a radio next to him that played the sound of scratching the board in a loop.

And isn’t that person Zhuo Guanglan?

"You are so brave that you dare to lie in here." Jiang Qing folded his hands and lowered his head to look at the person in the coffin.

Jiang Qing felt that she was brave enough, but she was asked to lie in here with the coffin lid closed. Jiang Qing felt that she would suffer from claustrophobia just thinking about it.

"There's no other way. The words written on the coffin lid can only be seen clearly when you lie inside." Zhuo Guanglan said helplessly with a smile.

Seeing that he was in such a good state, he stopped being silent. Jiang Qing looked at Zhuo Guanglan for a moment before squatting down to the coffin to read the words written on it.

Those words seemed to be written from inside the coffin, and they were written with "blood". The words on top could drip to the bottom, and some were even blurred together, making it difficult to see clearly.

"What's written on it?" Jiang Qing looked at it for a long time, only recognizing a few words, and asked helplessly.

Zhuo Guanglan did not hide anything and said as he crawled out of the coffin.

"It's an intersection, right over there on the side of the Sheep Village."

After saying that, Zhuo Guanglan came out of the coffin with awkward movements, walked up to her and tried to pull her up.

Jiang Qing looked at him strangely, then stood up and spoke.

"You seem a little different than before. You used to be quiet and didn't interact with us unnecessarily, but now you're actually taking the initiative to recruit people."

"I'm a slow-to-warm-up person. Seeing that everyone is so nice and doesn't care about my problems, of course I slowly let down my guard." Zhuo Guanglan said with a wry smile.

Jiang Qing still felt something was wrong. For example, the way Zhuo Guanglan took out the coffin just now was too clumsy.

Yesterday, Zhuo Guanglan helped the female guest carry the suitcase with both hands without feeling tired. It was obvious that he had great arm strength. But just now, it looked like his muscles were made of paper.

Moreover, Zhuo Guanglan has been silent for a whole day, taking the initiative to distance himself from the guests, and has not mentioned his negative news. Why is it suddenly brought up now?

Anyway, I feel that there seems to be a subtle difference between the Zhuo Guanglan before and the Zhuo Guanglan now.

Jiang Qing looked at Zhuo Guanglan. He was still the same person, even the scratches on the outside of his hand from filming were still there.

Jiang Qing shook her head in her heart. She had really watched too many suspense and detective films, and she began to think of everything in a suspenseful way.

"It's good to relax. It's so tiring to be on edge all the time."

Zhuo Guanglan nodded in agreement, then softened his eyes and looked at Jiang Qing intently.

"I know. Thank you, Miss Jiang. You are the only person who has shown kindness to me recently. It's great to meet you here."

These words made Jiang Qing feel uneasy again.

What about "only" and "you are so nice"? Why do they sound so much like what the milk dog green tea brother she ordered at the club would say?

Is Zhuo Guanglan expressing his affection for her?

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Qing felt even more baffled. Doesn't this remark contradict what he just said?

"No one else has shown any ill will towards you, and they've even cared about you. Don't you see that?"

"Also, I'm a single woman, so please don't say anything that might lead to misunderstandings. Otherwise, I'll suspect you have ulterior motives."

Jiang Qing said these two words, took the mobile phone given by the program team that could only take photos, took a picture of the coffin board with the address written on it, and walked out without paying any attention to Zhuo Guanglan.

Zhuo Guanglan, who was left behind, stood there for a while, accurately found the camera, and made a sad and bitter expression.

"Should I not have said those things? But I really haven't met someone who cares about me in a long time..."