The next day, evening.
Song Jinshu stood alone in the dark corridor, squinting his eyes and scanning the situation not far away.
Over there, there is a crew working hard.
Except for the actors, every staff member was very careful and tried not to move.
His eyes would occasionally glance towards the corridor.
Song Jinshu heard their suppressed voices of doubt.
"Is that really a master? He looks so young."
“She’s absolutely stunning!
It would be easy to say if you really have the ability.
Don’t let it be a new gadget that Mr. Liu came up with on a whim to create a mysterious image.
After all, we really have something here!"
"Oh, is there anything we can do if someone has real skills?
Mr. Liu has named someone he wants to invite. Do you think the director dares to say yes? "
"I still think we should ask Master Qiu Hongzi for help..."
Song Jinshu pretended that he couldn't hear it.
But she didn't care, but Lan Yinuo, who was waiting in the crew, couldn't help it.
Chu Yuanyuan was busy and couldn't join in the fun, but she repeatedly told him to protect Sister Jinshu, otherwise he would be scolded.
Won’t he get punched twice when he gets back?
"How do you talk like that?"
He rolled up his sleeves and jumped up.
He had just said one sentence when Song Jinshu stopped him.
"How's the situation over there?"
"The ghost hasn't appeared yet." The evil fire didn't dissipate. Lan Yinuo held the talisman paper, his voice a little muffled.
Song Jinshu frowned.
"It's almost time. Be careful."
Lan Yinuo responded.
He lowered his head and scanned the comment section of the live broadcast room.
The haters are having a great time.
[As expected of a corporate slave, he saw through this charlatan's true nature at a glance.]
The capitalist's daughter has learned her lesson. This time, she's even arranged a supporting role beforehand? What? Is she trying to use a strategy of first criticizing and then praising?
[You're even giving me a preview? I want to see how this charlatan ends up when the ghosts can't come out.]
Lan Yinuo became even angrier.
But this time, before he could even start lashing out, a female actress's shrill cry came from the crew. "Again!"
"That's not my face!"
“Ghost!”
The crew was in chaos, and Lan Yinuo rushed over without Song Jinshu's instructions.
In the shots taken by the crew, the actress's face suddenly became that of another person.
In the scene that was supposed to be a crying scene, the actress whose face was replaced had a creepy smile on her face.
Red tears of blood flowed from those smiling eyes.
"Woo woo woo, I want to go home."
Someone ran out of the building crying and shouting.
I finally ran to the first floor door and was about to go out when I heard a "bang".
The door was closed.
No matter how hard I pulled, it wouldn't open.
The crew members became even more panicked.
They gathered in twos and threes, not daring to breathe. Lan Yinuo couldn't help but clench the amulet in his hand.
"Sister Jinshu?"
His palms felt slightly hot.
"Isn't it time to take action?"
"Yes, Master!"
Upon hearing this, the director looked at Song Jinshu expectantly.
However, Song Jinshu just shook his head.
"Wait a little longer."
The light in the director's eyes gradually dimmed.
The crew members were shocked, but they couldn't help it.
"What are you waiting for! If you don't have the ability, just tell us now. Then we can find another master!"
"That's right! Do you really have to wait until someone dies before you feel the time has come?"
They cried and cursed.
As he was speaking, the equipment fell down without any wind.
Various decorations fell to the ground with a ping-pong sound.
The entire photography base became even more terrifying, with screams getting louder and louder.
“Help!”
"Someone come and save me? I don't want to die yet!"
When the netizens in the live broadcast room saw this, they couldn't help themselves.
"Master, they didn't mean to offend you before. Save them if you can."
"I can teach him a lesson later. Don't let anything really happen."
Song Jinshu turned a deaf ear.
She held the copper coins in her hand, her eyes fixed on a corner.
"Woo."
"Woo woo."
A gust of cold wind.
The crew members, who were extremely nervous, took out their previously prepared self-defense weapons: peach wood swords, crosses, black dog blood...
Throwing it around without any care.
"Evil ghosts, retreat!"
"Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt has its creditor. You should look for whoever offended you."
Lan Yinuo was covered in so much nonsense that she was so angry that she lost her temper.
"No, could you please stop causing trouble..."
Before he finished speaking, a strange laugh suddenly rang out.
“Hehehe…hahahaha…”
"Are you preparing all this drama for the reception?"
The ghostly voice was eerie.
"Wuwuwu...don't come over here!"
Those who were preparing for the bloody incident became even more violent.
A mixture of blood and tears covered the ghost's face.
The ghost was very angry.
He lowered his head and rushed towards the person who threw the dog blood.
"You're looking for death!"
The ghost's nails gradually became sharper.
The hair also gradually grows longer.
It looked like the man was about to be hit by the ghost's hair.
"No!"
The man closed his eyes in despair.
Song Jinshu finally took action.
"bite……"
A sound of copper coins chirping was heard, but the expected severe pain did not come.
The man opened his eyes.
But he found that the end of the ghost's hair stopped right in front of his eyes.
Almost touching the tip of his nose.
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