Relying on Physics to Exorcise Ghosts, I Became Famous on a Science Popularization Variety Show

Ji Qian thought she was having a bad day. In five years in the entertainment industry, she was still a barely known, faded starlet, with a pile of weird black gossip accusations. Recently, people e...

Chapter 109 The Door in the Room (Day 1)

After a harrowing night, the guests who stepped out of the banquet hall and looked at the rays of sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the carpet suddenly felt as if they had stepped into another world.

The banquet hall is on the second floor of the castle, while the guests' rooms are on the fourth floor.

Looking at the spiral staircase covered with a thick carpet, the guests felt for the first time that their luggage had been condensed into a small suitcase.

"The production team is really something, moving so many boxes around."

Xu Qi wasn't in good physical condition, and he was already panting after walking just one floor, so he couldn't help but marvel at the stamina of the production team.

“I saw long planks in the storage room; they must have moved them by pushing and pulling.”

As Ji Qian explained, she skillfully took the box from Xu Qi's hands, while also adding a sarcastic remark:

"I feel like your stamina has gotten worse again. Could it be that you have kidney deficiency?"

[What inappropriate and offensive language!]

Is this something I can listen to without paying?

[Nonsense! Qiqi has great stamina; he must have been exhausted yesterday.]

I don't believe it unless I try it myself.

Hey, you threw your pants in my face!

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm just too tired and not in good condition."

Xu Qi subconsciously offered an explanation, which was actually the truth. After all, he had exhausted himself setting up the formation in the banquet hall yesterday, and it was normal that he was still a little overwhelmed.

However, this statement didn't resonate with many netizens who enjoy making fun of things, and the comments section exploded instantly.

[The phrase "I'm not feeling well" could probably be included in the complete list of men's stubbornness.]

[Xu Qi's explanation would have been better off not having it, because it's now...]

The phrases "I'm too tired" and "I'm not feeling well" clearly indicate the nature of the situation, right?

Those who know, know!

【Qiqi, how about... we pretend to be mute?】

My frail, mute groom~

Now I understand why Xu Qi's manager didn't want him to participate in variety shows before; he's a man of great integrity!

Ji Qian hadn't yet grasped the ambiguity in Xu Qi's words, but Han Mengyao, who was standing nearby, quickly reacted, covering Xu Qi's mouth and whispering a warning:

"Stop talking, or the show won't air!"

As they spoke, they arrived on the fourth floor. The first room on the left side of the stairs was Ji Qian's room.

Ji Qian instructed everyone not to return to their rooms yet, and then cautiously pushed open the door to her own room with a wary posture.

The room was empty, and the bedding on the bed remained exactly as Ji Qian had left it.

Seeing this, Ji Qian breathed a sigh of relief, then turned to the side and invited Xu Qi into the room.

Xu Qi took a brush and drew talismans on every wall in Ji Qian's room.

As Xu Qi finished his last stroke, Mi Yesi vaguely saw a golden light emerge from the talisman, but it disappeared in an instant.

She subconsciously looked up at Ying Xu beside her and found that his eyes were also full of surprise, clearly having also seen the golden light for a moment.

Mi Yesi wanted to ask a question, but when she glanced at Wang Yingying standing at the end of the line, she swallowed the question that was about to come out.

After Xu Qi finished drawing the talisman, Ji Qian picked up the props she had taken from the storage room yesterday and squatted down in the room to carefully set them up.

Ji Qian first sprinkled holy water all over every corner of the room, and then took out a red rope and a copper bell to surround the entire room.

After Ji Qian tied the red rope, Han Mengyao unconsciously reached out into the room, and sure enough, she didn't touch anything.

Even so, Han Mengyao still felt as if Ji Qian's room had suddenly been surrounded by a transparent wall.

After checking the red rope's sturdiness one last time, Ji Qian picked up the remaining tools and headed out the door to the next room.

Mi Yesi lived next door to Ji Qian. Compared to Ji Qian's room, which was like a standard hotel room, her room looked more like a traditional room that would be found in an ancient castle.

Long curtains hung from the ceiling to the floor, enveloping the soft bed in the center.

The curtains are adorned with pearls along the ruffled hem, making them look like a medieval woman's meticulously decorated skirt from a distance.

The room was luxurious yet elegant, which made Ji Qian feel uncomfortable.

[This isn't the original room, is it?]

[How is that possible! These fabrics would have rotted long ago after all these years. It's said that the production team recreated them based on portraits and early photographs from that era.]

What a beautiful room! The production team really put a lot of thought into it.

[This is unfair! Why is my sister Qian's room so sloppy?!]

[It seems this castle only has six bedrooms in total. Ji Qian's room appears to have been the former study, so it wasn't restored.]

[Waaaa, my poor Qian-jie, the production team is being so heartless again!]

Please open your eyes and look at your sister Qian's disgusted expression; it's practically overflowing!

[Hmph, what do you know? We can do without this treatment, but we can't be without it!]

While arranging the room, Ji Qian glanced back at Mi Yesi, then whispered to Xu Qi beside her:

"This place is perfect for hauntings."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qi instinctively shuddered, and his gaze towards Ji Qian became much more complicated.

Ji Qian didn't know what the problem was until she pushed open the door to Xu Qi's room.

Xu Qi's room is diagonally opposite Mi Yesi's room.

If Miyasi's room once belonged to a Miss Brooke, then the former owner of Xuqi's room was definitely Earl Brooke himself!

Ji Qian made this judgment not based on the luxurious Persian carpet on the floor and the precious metal utensils that were everywhere, nor on the velvet curtains and the exquisitely crafted silk products, but on the small door located in the corner of the room.

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