Seeing that even the only person who had a dissenting opinion had been suppressed, Ji Qian picked up the red rope and instructed everyone to tie it around their waists.

Seeing that Ji Qian was ignoring him, Xu Qi quickly ran to a corner and hid, trying his best to minimize his presence, but it was no use: "Xu Qi, come here for a second!"

Xu Qi, suddenly called out, trembled and walked to Ji Qian with a deathly pale face. Before he could kneel down and beg for mercy, he heard Ji Qian say, "After I leave, remember to use the remaining ink and copper coins to decorate the banquet hall, so that ghosts don't steal it."

Xu Qi had initially thought Ji Qian was going to take him along, but upon hearing this, he felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He patted his chest and assured Ji Qian:

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems with me here."

Ji Qian felt uneasy looking at Xu Qi's confident demeanor, so before leaving, she specifically called Director Liu over to give him some detailed instructions before finally leaving with peace of mind.

Out of personal motives, Ji Qian arranged for the strongest tank in the team, Ms. Han Mengyao, to be in front of him, while a strong and muscular photographer was in charge of bringing up the rear.

According to Director Liu, this man has an exceptionally strong birth chart and participated in the filming of many horror films when he was young.

The corridor outside the banquet hall was as gloomy as ever. Ji Qian followed behind Han Mengyao, her hands gripping the sickle tightly. At this moment, apart from Han Mengyao in front of her, only this sickle could give her a slight sense of security.

Ying Xu, who followed closely behind, was also a little nervous. To ease the tension, he took the initiative to suggest, "Well, how about I sing a new song I wrote for everyone?"

Seeing that no one raised any objections, Ying Xu cleared his throat:

"The departed souls awaken once more, composing a drumbeat of blood and flesh congealed."

The melodious tune, combined with the eerie lyrics, echoed repeatedly in the empty corridor, making Ji Qian feel extremely uncomfortable: "Wait, what song are you singing?"

"I wrote this after participating in the first episode recording, and it will be officially released this Friday. How about that, isn't it quite fitting?"

[So timely! You've really hit the nail on the head!]

But you, my friend, are the real devil.

[Ji Qian: You sang very well, but you're not allowed to sing like that again next time.]

Ji Qian: The greatest enemy always comes from within.

As the two were talking, the group had already reached the corner of the corridor. Under the light of the flashlight, Ji Qian finally saw the source of the explosion:

"Watch your step, everyone. The lights in this corridor are all out, and the floor is full of glass."

As Ji Qian spoke, she reached out and carefully took Han Mengyao's sleeve.

The corridor wasn't very long, and the group arrived at the door of the storage room, accompanied by the crunching sound of broken glass being stepped on.

Ji Qian pulled Han Mengyao behind her and was about to take out her keys to open the door when she heard a 'creak' sound. The storage room door had inexplicably slid open a crack.

Having watched many horror movies, Ji Qian, seeing this familiar scene, acted impulsively and swung her sickle at the door.

This sickle was specially made by Miyesi. Its blade was extremely sharp. With Ji Qian's added strength, this historic wooden door was actually split in two!

The assistant director standing behind Ying Xu was startled by the sudden loud noise and quickly took two steps back.

Amidst the swirling dust, Ji Qian clearly saw a dark figure dart out of the storage room. Ignoring everyone else, Ji Qian instinctively reached out and grabbed the figure's arm.

Just as Ji Qian was about to aim at the shadowy figure and swing the scythe again, she saw the shadowy figure suddenly wave its hand and then disappear into the air.

Although the shadowy figure had disappeared, for some reason, Ji Qian still felt as if she were holding something in her hand. She pulled her hand back and looked down to examine it, only to find herself facing the bloody cut.

Ji Qian never expected that this dark figure would actually cut off his own arm in order to escape!

Wow, that's a big scene!

[This is definitely something you can only see live; if it were a pre-recorded video, it would definitely be censored.]

[Finally, it's starting to feel like a Western horror movie!]

[This ghost is pretty clever; it even knows how to sever an arm to survive?]

[Is Sister Qian alright? I have a feeling she's about to pass away.]

[Just wondering, is it illegal to kill a ghost?]

Han Mengyao was about to ask Ji Qian about the situation when she caught sight of the arm. She looked up at Ji Qian and, seeing the complicated expression on her face, instinctively tried to comfort her:

"It's okay, Qianqian, let's just treat it as a hunting trip."

"hunt?"

Standing further back, Ying Xu peeked out in confusion upon hearing this. He paused strangely for a moment upon seeing the arm before speaking with difficulty:

"This thing... can't be eaten, right?"

"Do you like it? It's yours."

As Ji Qian spoke, she tossed the spoils in her hand toward Ying Xu.

Ying Xu instinctively dodged, and the arm was thrown in front of the assistant director, slapping him before it hit the ground.

The crisp sound of a slap echoed in the corridor. Ji Qian looked at the assistant director's bewildered expression and felt a little embarrassed: "Um, assistant director, I'm sorry, that's not what I meant."

Ying Xu, who indirectly contributed to this situation, was also feeling a little guilty: "Assistant Director, are you alright?"

Seeing that the assistant director did not respond, Ying Xu reached out and carefully poked him, only to find that the other man had fainted at some point.

The assistant director awoke amidst a cacophony of noise. In his hazy state, he seemed to see many enormous rats wreaking havoc in the granary, destroying the hard-won grain.

The assistant director instinctively reached out to stop him, but then heard a familiar voice beside him:

"Teacher Ji, the assistant director seems to have woken up!"

"Really? I'm coming right away!"

"Hey, why is he just raising his hand without opening his eyes? Assistant director? Assistant director, wake up!"

The assistant director felt his body suddenly sway, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw Ji Qian squatting in front of him: "Teacher Ji? Where am I...?"

The assistant director felt his mind was in complete chaos and could not recall anything that happened before he fainted.

Seeing the assistant director's blank expression, Ji Qian didn't bring up the previous accident, but gently explained:

"This is the castle's storage room. You accidentally fainted just now. Since the red rope couldn't be untied, we carried you in directly."

Ji Qian did not lie; she simply concealed some of the facts.

The assistant director was still somewhat bewildered. Looking at the chaotic scene before him, he asked in a trembling voice, "You mean... this is a storage room?"

Ji Qian was surprised that this was the first thing he noticed, and she paused for a moment before answering, "Yes, look, there's a stroller over there."

The assistant director looked in the direction Ji Qian pointed and indeed saw a blue moving cart.

The top was piled high with things, and the wheels underneath were groaning pitifully under the weight.

The assistant director recalled that they had purchased it locally on short notice, and it cost them nearly a thousand RMB to barely manage to get it.