Chapter 122: Children's Giggling Voice (2) (2)
Master, give me three more sticks of incense."
Yan Shixun frowned, and his attention was also attracted by Chi Yan's abnormality.
This time it went smoothly and the incense did not break.
Both Chi Yan and the others breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the moment Chi Yan inserted the three incense sticks into the incense burner.
"Whoosh!" All six incense sticks, including the three previously burned by the director, went out. Not only that, the candles burning on the altar were also extinguished.
Only white smoke mixed with the pungent smell of burning candles filled the air.
It was as if someone was naughty and blew suddenly, blowing out all the incense and candles.
The crowd became more restless, and even the crew members of the nearby film crew began to feel uneasy.
"What's going on? None of my previous crews have ever had this kind of situation."
"Although superstition is bad, it is unreasonable to have two accidents in a row."
"Could it be that... there is something here that is why the incense cannot be lit?"
"Ha, don't let this be Chi Yan's own problem."
The guests of the program also looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.
But Zhang Wubing, who had encountered ghosts for many years, shook his head and did not believe it after hearing those people's speculations.
With all his years of experience, he didn't think there were any ghosts here.
Zhang Wubing looked at Yan Shixun beside him. He wanted to ask him the truth, but he saw Yan Shixun frowning and looking at Chi Yan.
There was a chaotic mix of whispers and Chi Yan's face turned pale.
"Shut up!" The director sternly stopped the crowd from getting restless and explained unhappily, "It's just the autumn wind. You have a very rich imagination. The screenwriter can consider leaving get off work."
Chi Yan looked up and smiled gratefully at the director who helped her out, but her muscles were stiff with fear, making the smile look extremely forced and even a little scary.
She reached out to the incense burner, intending to take out the extinguished incense sticks. Unexpectedly, as soon as her fingers touched the incense sticks, the incense sticks suddenly broke into several pieces with a "snap!", and many of them even turned into powder and fell around the incense burner.
...It was like a person was chopped into several pieces, or even turned into ashes.
Chi Yan stared at the scene in a daze, the color quickly faded from her face, and her outstretched hand remained stiffly in motion, forgetting to bring it back.
A chilly breath spread up her back, paralyzing her nerves along the way.
It was as if someone blew air behind her ear.
——“Chuckles.”
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