Chapter 9: People and Events of the Past (1)



Chapter 9: People and Events of the Past (1)

"ah!"

Gu Yu was really frightened by Luo Yingxin's appearance at this moment. She screamed and took a step back.

At this time, the entire cemetery was extremely quiet, as if no one could hear Gu Yu's shouting, and everyone in the crew seemed to be blocked in another world.

"The child is not a bastard."

At this time, Luo Yingxin approached Gu Yu step by step, and a very strange smile flashed across her pale face: "He was in my belly. He was so pitiful. He was buried with me. He never saw the sun after he was born. He was surrounded by rotten soil. That feeling... can you understand it? The feeling of being... buried alive in the soil."

"You...are you a human or a ghost?"

At this time, Gu Yu finally realized that there was something wrong with Luo Yingxin in front of him. Whether it was her state and appearance, or the strange words she said, it didn't seem like she was acting at all.

When he thought of these three words, Gu Yu became even more frightened.

She shivered and stepped back again, her high heels stepping on the grave behind her.

"You... stepped on my home."

At this time, Luo Yingxin's head was tilted on her shoulder at a very strange angle, and she whispered something to Gu Yu very angrily.

"Ah! There's a ghost! Help! Help!"

Gu Yu finally screamed in panic. At this moment, Luo Yingxin suddenly stretched out her hands and tightly grasped Gu Yu's neck...

Oh my god! So realistic, so dedicated!

Ning Huanxin has been standing on the periphery, watching the two female protagonists perform. Although she couldn't hear the lines clearly and the direction of the script seemed a little wrong, but looking at the expressions of Gu Yu and Luo Yingxin, the horror effect they acted out was too realistic, right?

but……

Seeing Luo Yingxin lifting Gu Yu up, Ning Huanxin's expression finally changed.

Luo Yingxin is just a weak little woman. Let alone lifting a big person like Gu Yu, it would be difficult for her to even carry a bucket of water.

How could this happen? Seeing Gu Yu's pale face, difficulty breathing, and legs kicking non-stop, the entire crew still turned a blind eye, and even Director Wang didn't call for a stop!

This is going to cost someone's life! Ning Huanxin didn't care about that at this moment. She suddenly rushed over and slapped Luo Yingxin's back with her hand. This was a move to relieve the force. At this moment, Ning Huanxin felt her palms go cold. Certain scenes flashed through her mind, and Luo Yingxin in front of her immediately fell down softly.

At this moment, Gu Yu also fell to the ground. He looked frightened and kept beating his chest with trembling hands.

"Are you okay?"

Ning Huanxin asked with concern, and at this moment the crew suddenly became noisy, and everyone gathered around -

"What's wrong?"

"What happened?"

Obviously, they didn't see what happened just now? The unconscious Luo Yingxin had been taken to the nanny car by her assistant, and Gu Yu, who had calmed down a little, couldn't help but repeat the scene to Director Wang and everyone else. Everyone was shocked and looked ugly when they heard her narration.

The crew had to stop filming, and the entire crew is now in panic and chaos.

Director Wang found a secluded place and smoked a cigarette, his slightly weathered face showing an extremely solemn expression.

"Director Wang, you're looking for me?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

At this time, Ning Huanxin walked over slowly. As the only eyewitness to the haunted incident, it was the first time she spoke to the director alone after joining the crew for so many days.

When Wang Dao heard Ning Huanxin's words, he didn't turn around.

In the dark night, Ning Huanxin could only see his blurry profile and the twinkling lights of fire.

"Do you know the origin of this desolate graveyard?"

Just when Ning Huanxin didn't know how to continue speaking, Director Wang suddenly spoke again.

(End of this chapter)


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