The camera recorded this scene. When Dou Shiliu saw Ju Feng return, he said, "Everyone, go and rest."

Yan Ru followed closely behind Zhu Yanqing; he was unusually timid.

Hehehehe

A soft sound came from behind, sending another shiver down everyone's spine.

Ju Feng looked up and saw the girl in the middle of the tree, her head resting on her chest.

Zhu Yanqing still hadn't heard. Seeing everyone's startled reactions, she touched her amulet, her heart pounding. Could it be because of this?

Yan Ru didn't hear it this time either, as expected.

Dou Shiliu's expression remained unchanged: "Everyone should go to sleep."

The photographer and the other photographer looked at each other, puzzled.

Photographer 1: "Was this arranged by the production team?"

Photographer 2: "I don't know, did you receive a notification?"

Photographer 1: "No"

Photographer 2: "Neither do I."

Photographer 3: "Don't look at me, I don't have any either."

That laughter?

A chill ran down my spine, and cold sweat broke out on my back. Could it really be a ghost?

Ju Feng glanced coldly at the ghost on the tree, the girl smiled and then vanished in a flash.

Dou Shiliu went back to his room, and Yan Ru and Zhu Yanqing also went back, leaving only He Yi and Ju Feng still there.

He Yi was somewhat interested; he had never seen a ghost before.

"Ju Feng, did you hear that?"

"No, go to sleep."

Ju Feng turned around and went back into the room.

He Yi: "(?﹏?) Wait for me!"

The next day, the production team prepared breakfast and then quietly left when the children woke up.

Last night, I guess only Xiantong slept unusually soundly; everyone else woke up in the middle of the night looking rather unwell.

Dou Shiliu came out with him and saw a large table set up in the yard, covered with breakfast.

Dou Shiliu gave Xiantong an egg, while she casually drank a glass of milk. The morning air wasn't dark; there was even a slight ray of sunlight.

Good morning, everyone.

Zhu Yanqing, wearing a coat, zipped it up and greeted them with a smile.

"Good morning," Xian Tong nodded to him.

Is it that plentiful?

Zhu Yanqing was a little surprised to see so much breakfast on the table, then sat down and ate with Xiantong.

"Where's Yanru?" Xiantong remembered that he seemed to be in the same room as him.

He's still sleeping; we can't wake him.

Zhu Yanqing shrugged helplessly; he hadn't expected Yanru to be able to sleep so much.

Xian Tong nodded, and Dou Shiliu handed him a tissue. After he took it, it was quiet again for dinner.

"Why are you all up so early?" He Yi seemed to have just gotten up as well.

"You're up early too. Where are your friends?"

Speaking of Ju Feng, He Yi didn't know either; anyway, he was already gone when he woke up.

He also joined in eating breakfast.

Dou Shiliu just watched Xian Tong over there, without touching anything to eat, except for drinking a glass of milk.

She doesn't like to eat much in the morning.

Just then, the door was pushed open, and there stood Ju Feng, covered in sweat.

"Went for a run?"

He Yi asked in surprise. Ju Feng glanced at Dou Shiliu, then nodded, "I'm going to take a shower, then I'll come back for dinner later."

He Yi nodded: "Go ahead, but the water needs to be boiled."

Ju Feng nodded casually, took the towel, and went into the room.

Xian Tong looked at his powerful muscles and swallowed the food in her mouth.

"Shengdeng, I noticed he's been staring at you."

Xian Tong whispered to Dou Shiliu

"Hmm, is there?"

“You should not get too close to him, or you might get hurt, um…” Xian Tong stopped there, because he knew that Dou Shiliu would not get hurt.

She's incredibly capable.

Seeing his gloomy little expression, Dou Shiliu smiled and ruffled his hair, which felt soft and comfortable.

After everyone got up, the production team let them start doing their tasks.

After all, there's nothing much to see inside the house.

We need to do something unusual.

For example, playing paranormal games alone in a haunted bathhouse.

Ju Feng immediately frowned. Wasn't this tantamount to courting death?

He privately asked someone inside the bureau.

The answer is that you are required to do so from above, and no intervention is needed.

Tachibana was completely bewildered. These paranormal events and traditional feudal beliefs were not supposed to be spread in Kyoto, yet now the higher-ups were actually demanding that they be discussed openly on a program?

Isn't this just doing things recklessly?

Ju Feng pursed his thin lips, no longer dwelling on it; he simply needed to obey.

It's impossible to play during the day; you can only play at night.

Dou Shiliu and Xian Tong exchanged a glance, thinking that the show was so childish that even if they really wanted high ratings, they shouldn't have done it this way.

What if younger children imitate these games?

He Yi was particularly interested. Zhu Yanqing and Yan Ru were chatting away, each absorbed in their own conversation, just like Bo Ya meeting a kindred spirit.

Night fell amidst everyone's anticipation.

Dou Shiliu changed into clean and neat clothes, and Xian Tong wore the same sportswear as her.

The cold night wind made the privet tree in the courtyard rustle, creating a somewhat eerie atmosphere in the quiet courtyard.

They arranged to go to the bathroom the director had mentioned.

I heard that a young lady from a wealthy family who used to live here was spied on by a servant with ulterior motives. One day, overcome by lust, the servant raped the young lady. Later, the servant was subjected to extremely cruel torture in this bathroom.

Then strange things started happening here.

Dou Shiliu and Xian Tong received the first prize, meaning they were the first to receive it.

Xian Tong was a little nervous, after all, he knew that these things really existed in the world.

Sensing that the boy next to her was a little nervous, Dou Shiliu squeezed Xian Tong's hand tightly.

Xian Tong could clearly feel a sense of peace and warmth gradually welling up in his heart, and he breathed a sigh of relief, no longer feeling nervous.

"If something really happened, just shout it out."

Zhu Yanqing spoke worriedly at the door. Although he hadn't heard anything yesterday, he could tell from their expressions that there really was something in the house.

Xian Tong nodded to him, then took Dou Shiliu's hand and went inside together, with the cameraman following closely behind with his camera.

They wanted to find a place inside to play games.

There were many games, and they held red candles in their hands. It was very dark inside, as if the windows were all sealed off, and not a single ray of light could get in.

Dou Shiliu placed the rice upside down in the corner by the door, and Xian Tong asked curiously, "Sister, what's this?"

"Rice for Passing By"

If they want to go in, they have to be given some money; if they don't have money, then they have to be fed.

Dou Shiliu indifferently withdrew his hand and led Xiantong deeper into the area.

I don't know if rich people just have nothing better to do, but they insist on building such huge and far-off bathhouses.

The few minutes they walked there had only been a passageway; all the windows on both sides that allowed ventilation had been sealed off.

The whole atmosphere was incredibly cold and gloomy.

A cold wind swept across their faces