It was a hot summer day, but He Jiaoyang was so frightened that his hands and feet were cold and his whole body was covered in sweat. He returned to his hotel, immediately opened his suitcase, took out a talisman and pasted it on the door, then took out a pure silver cross, muttered to himself for a while, and then chewed two slices of garlic.

Then he rushed into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

After changing into a new set of clothes, He Jiaoyang couldn't help but recall what he had just seen.

"Many people in the film and television circles, as well as rich people, like to do some crooked things. It seems that Lu Ban is no exception. He must be using these things to deceive people and make money by making movies. I want to expose this behavior!"

Thinking of this, He Jiaoyang immediately packed up his things and followed the map to the police station closest to where Lu Ban lived.

Lu Ban is not filming a movie or in the company now, he must be at home!

He Jiaoyang arrived at the door of the police station and saw the policemen on duty inside.

"I want to report a crime!"

He said.

"Report a crime? Speak slowly and clearly."

The young policeman immediately became alert, asked He Jiaoyang to sit down, and asked his colleague to pour him a glass of water.

"Is there anything we can help you with?"

Hearing this, He Jiaoyang leaned towards the table and lowered his voice.

"Don't be afraid of what I'm about to say."

"We are the police, we are not afraid."

The policeman sitting in front of him patted his chest.

"Come on, speak slowly."

Another policeman handed He Jiaoyang a disposable paper cup filled with water.

"I just saw a ghost."

He Jiaoyang said very seriously.

Upon hearing what He Jiaoyang said, the two policemen couldn't help but sit up straight, their expressions changing, and they came closer to ask.

"Who is the ghost you are talking about?"

"It's not that person, it's the ghost that comes out after a person dies!"

He Jiaoyang raised his voice slightly.

"You know Lu Ban, the director. He might be raising ghosts and using them to make movies. His house must be full of ghosts!"

After hearing what He Jiaoyang said, the two policemen looked at each other.

Then one of them covered his mouth and couldn't help laughing.

“…What are you laughing at?”

He Jiaoyang asked somewhat displeased. He knew that what he said sounded like a madman coming out of a mental hospital, but the two policemen shouldn't laugh anyway.

"I remembered happy things."

The policeman answered.

"I repeat, I'm not kidding!"

He Jiaoyang knocked on the table.

"Okay, let's get back to the point. Is that ghost you were talking about pretty?"

a police officer asked.

"It's not a question of whether she's pretty or not. She's really a rare type... black hair, white skin, wearing simple clothes, quite cute... Can you please stop laughing?"

He Jiaoyang shouted as he looked at the two policemen who were failing to hold back their laughter.

"I thought of happy things."

"Don't think about happy things. You've been laughing the whole time and you never stopped!"

He Jiaoyang couldn't help but shout, he was obviously talking about something very important, why didn't these people believe him.

Even if the ghost is outrageous, at least he should listen to what he says properly, right?

"Please rest assured that we have been strictly trained. No matter how funny it is, we will not laugh unless we can't help it."

"How about this, you leave your contact information here, and we'll go back and deal with it. Once there's any progress, we'll notify you as soon as possible."

The two policemen spoke one after the other.

"Okay, you'd better send the police immediately, go during the day, never at night!"

He Jiaoyang stood up and left the police station. As soon as he walked out of the door, he heard a burst of laughter. He turned around and looked inside.

Two policemen sat upright, apparently organizing the transcript.

He turned around and immediately found the nearest Internet cafe and logged into QQ.

[Silver Wings' Evil Star]: I came back alive from Lu Ban's company. There really is a ghost there, and it's a female ghost! Damn, I almost died there. Fortunately, I had strong professional skills and escaped. I suspect that there are more ghosts in Lu Ban's home. This person makes money by raising ghosts. He is very evil.

[World-Destroying Dragon King]: Damn, so exciting?

[Immortal Saint]: No picture, no truth, brother. If there is no picture, I will post a hundred messages in minutes and none of them will be the same. Where is the female ghost?

[Observer of the World Line]: Wait a minute, if Lu Ban can really control ghosts, then instead of using them to harm people, he would make a movie for everyone to watch. Wouldn't this promote the reemployment of ghosts after they are laid off? That's a good thing!

[Dark Heart]: You are just a clever little ghost!

[Silver Winged Evil Star]: Damn, you are just like those policemen, you don’t believe it at all!

He Jiaoyang discovered that although these people seemed to be studying occultism, they were actually just hypocrites and would not believe in any real occult events!

After eating a takeaway and drinking a can of iced Coke to calm down, He Jiaoyang felt that he had indeed done something inappropriate. Without photos and videos, he could not have let others believe in this supernatural phenomenon with empty words. The people on the other side were not those coal bosses with gold chains and gold watches, so no normal person would believe it!

You must take some photos of evidence.

At this time, He Jiaoyang had already regarded himself as an exorcist and a messenger of justice, and took action to expose Lu Ban.

He studied it and immediately decided to go to Lu Ban's home at night to look for materials, and if possible, get closer to Lu Ban to take pictures.

evening.

He Jiaoyang was holding a peach wood sword in his hand, a talisman in his pocket, a cross around his neck, and he ate two more bites of garlic when he came to the community where Lu Ban lived.

Normally, celebrities and big directors would live in high-end residential areas, such as Yipin, where house prices amount to hundreds of millions, and there are large flats with river views, or luxurious villa areas. It is rare to see someone like Lu Ban living in an ordinary residential area, and sometimes being photographed going downstairs to buy groceries or have supper.

He Jiaoyang also found it strange. Considering Lu Ban's status, the houses near this community would probably be booked out by paparazzi every minute. How could he still live such a peaceful life?

He walked in the community, looking at the residents walking their dogs and children, and began to worry about their safety.

Ghosts are full of yin energy and may even absorb yang energy. If Lu Ban uses ghosts on such a large scale to shoot a movie, it will definitely endanger other people!

He Jiaoyang's sense of justice grew stronger.

He groped his way to the downstairs of Lu Ban's building, looked at the electronic lock, and decided to pretend to look around and secretly follow others upstairs.

Coincidentally, He Jiaoyang soon saw that in the night, a man in a T-shirt, shorts and slippers was walking towards the building. He was holding some lunch boxes and cups filled with snacks such as barbecue milk tea.

He Jiaoyang turned his head away and noticed from the corner of his eye that the other person had opened the door of the building where Lu Ban was staying. He immediately followed him and walked into the elevator after him.

After entering the elevator, He Jiaoyang didn't dare to face the other person, but just turned his back and looked at the elevator button.

He Jiaoyang looked at the man through the stainless steel mirror.

He was shocked when he saw this.

Because the man holding the fragrant barbecue in his hand is Lu Ban himself!

At the same time, He Jiaoyang also noticed that around Lu Ban, on his shoulders, feet, and head, there was a thick and deep black fog, which was much thicker than the front desk during the day!

As the elevator started to move towards the floor where Lu Ban lived, He Jiaoyang felt his whole body tense up.

"Which floor are you on?"

Behind him, Lu Ban asked.