Chapter 11: Wangxian's Seven Use the Merit Map to Enjoy a Life of Virtue...
Chen Songling has a big night show tonight.
In the temporary director's work shed, Lin Sen played back the scenes one by one in front of three monitors, and explained the scenes to Chen Songling and Jiang Bei.
Chen Songling still felt a little upset about what happened last night, and he kept a distance from Jiang Bei intentionally or unintentionally.
Outside the studio, you can hear the staff moving the lighting stands and equipment. Although it is noisy, it inexplicably makes people feel more at ease.
"So this emotion is progressive..." Lin Sen was still turning his head and gesturing, but Chen Songling keenly caught it. On the replayed screen, there seemed to be a strange frame flashing by.
He was stunned for a moment: "Director Lin, this is a film that hasn't been processed yet, right?"
Lin Sen's thoughts were interrupted by him, and his face was cold: "Well, it hasn't been copied to the later stage yet."
"Can you retreat a little faster? I think I saw something wrong just now."
Based on his previous personality, there is no way Chen Songling would care about these things.
There's a frame missing from the film? What does it have to do with him? He didn't shoot it.
but--
"Yes, that's right. Just click a little further ahead. Several places flashed."
Lin Sen dragged the mouse and pressed pause at a certain point.
This is a literary drama set in a bamboo forest, but the paused frame is a completely unrelated view of the Wangxiantai.
What a joke! This film has no post-production and even the focal length of the lens has changed.
Lin Sen was a little angry: "Who moved the movie?"
No one responded.
The three of them continued playing, pausing at several places, each showing the same scene.
Jiang Bei suddenly said, "The camera seems to be zooming in."
She is right.
Although each pause is a still frame of Wangxiantai, the distance is subtly shortened each time.
It was as if... the image was leading them closer to this place.
So, what happens when we can no longer get close? ...
Fine beads of sweat oozed out of Chen Songling's forehead, and Lin Sen and Jiang Bei also held their breath.
The picture scene finally saw a significant change.
They clearly saw that in the middle of the platform was not the crew's set, but a large, dark and cold coffin quietly placed there.
Chen Songling almost jumped up: "Oh my god!!"
Lin Sen's face didn't look very good either, but he still gritted his teeth and continued playing and then paused.
The camera zooms in one by one.
Finally, when they were still a few steps away from the black coffin, everyone became clearly aware of what they might see and moved away.
In the first photo, the coffin takes up most of the shot.
In the second photo, the coffin lid is opened.
In the third picture, the camera moves closer to the coffin...
The fourth one flashed by quickly, and after pausing, I found that it was pitch black inside, with nothing inside.
Just when Chen Songling was about to relax, the fifth picture suddenly flashed on the screen!
—Two people with distorted faces squeezed into the coffin that was empty just now...
It’s Lin Sen and Jiang Bei’s face!
Wait, who are those two people next to him? !
“Ahhhhhhh!!!”
Chen Songling crawled out of the director's room, but found that there was not a single staff member outside.
They were talking and laughing just a second ago, but now it is as quiet and empty as a cemetery.
Chen Songling could no longer bear such shock and cried out heartbreakingly: "Long Zhu! Long Zhu! Are you there? Save me!!"
Lin Sen and Jiang Bei appeared behind him with expressionless faces at this moment, walking slowly but following closely.
Chen Songling was in a panic, like a headless fly.
The two people behind him looked pale and haggard, and they didn't look like living people at all.
They caught up with him easily and reached out to grab Chen Songling's ankle. Just as they were about to succeed, he extended a silver pole from the side and swung it, knocking the two men away.
Chen Songling's eyes filled with tears: "Long Zhu! Sister Long! Save me!!"
God knows, just two days ago, he called the other person a sasaeng fan.
Long Zhu shook the mop and turned to look at him. There was a vicious look on his pale face, which was even more terrifying than the two ghosts beside him.
"Chen Fujun, what did you promise them?"
Chen Songling was confused: "What do you mean by promise?"
"Last night," Long Zhu narrowed his eyes and asked slowly, "Did you talk to anyone?"
Chen Songling felt a chill and said in a guilty tone, "I really didn't talk to anyone. I only type on WeChat!"
Long Zhu ignored him, squatted down, pushed aside the weeds, and picked out some remaining incense ash.
"There's a formation..." she said to herself.
Then she stood up and made a similar move as Wang Fengxu did before - using one hand as a blade and splitting in the air.
In a moment, the faint malice in the air disappeared, the oppressive feeling that shrouded the mountains and forests faded away, the weeds began to grow again, the branches began to sprout again, and all things came back to life from the dead silence.
Chen Songling's shoulders relaxed. He looked at the dark green branches around him and the purple-red sky in the distance, and breathed a sigh of relief as if he had survived a disaster.
The two returned to the set, where staff were busy coming and going. Assistant Xiao Zhang waved at Chen Songling: "Brother, why weren't you here just now? I've been looking for you for a long time."
Chen Songling said a few perfunctory words absentmindedly, and saw Lin Sen and Jiang Bei in the distance still discussing the play as if nothing had happened.
He asked Long Zhu with lingering fear: "Are these two people human or ghost now?"
Long Zhu: "He is both a human and a ghost."
"ah?"
"As long as the core of the formation is still there, the ghost can possess them at any time."
He asked weakly, "So are you going to look for Zhen Xin now?"
Long Zhu looked disgusted and said, "Why are you going through so much trouble?"
"If you don't agree to what they say, they won't be able to do anything to you."
Chen Songling was shocked: "What about Director Lin and the others?"
Long Zhu was puzzled: "I don't know them, what does it have to do with me?"
Chen Songling: “…”
He quickly realized a key point: "So you saved me because you know me?"
Long Zhu: "Yes, I promised your grandfather that I would not let you die so early."
Chen Song was stunned as he listened.
Grandpa…he himself had never seen what Grandpa looked like. Long Zhu was only in his twenties, so how could he communicate with Grandpa? Could it be that Grandpa’s ghost, unwilling to see his descendants extinct, sought out a master like Long Zhu?
If you think this way, everything will become clear.
"So you came here to protect me?" Chen Songling's heart was pounding, as if he was the chosen one in the novel.
Long Zhu nodded absentmindedly: "I guess so."
While the other party was excited, she sent a voice message to Ying Zhiwei.
[AAA Almighty Housekeeping Sister Long: "Are you there?"]
【Zhiwei:! Do you agree to be my servant ghost?】
AAA All-Rounded Housekeeping Sister Long: "Ah, that's not urgent. I'm wondering if there's a quick and easy way to find the location?"
The other party was silent for a while and then pushed an APP over.
[Zhiwei: Try the Merit Map? It was developed internally by the Alien Management Bureau, and everyone in the Zhu Alliance is using it.]
Long Zhu clicked install.
After a while, the interface gradually turned black, and an animation of a red wooden fish knocking appeared.
【Use the Merit Map to enjoy a life of virtue! 】
Long Zhu: “?”
The interface returned to the normal map style, with many incomprehensible markers and buttons densely packed on it.
However, with his perception, Long Zhu quickly understood the meaning of the marks: blue represents spiritual power, brown and black represent resentment, gray dots represent ordinary living people, and red dots represent dead people.
Enter the settings, and each user can bind three emergency contacts. After successful binding, the other party's status and location can be displayed on the map at any time.
Long Zhu thought about it and typed in the three words "Chen Fujun".
[4368 results about "陈富军" have been imported. Which one do you want to bind? ]
She paused for a moment, then clicked "Arrange by distance."
[We have searched for the nearest "Chen Fujun" for you. He has now changed his name to "Chen Songling". Do you want to bind? ]
[Okay, this organism has been bound. If there are any changes, the Merit Map will automatically remind you~!]
Long Zhu opened his eyes wide and exclaimed, "Wow!"
Technology is such a wonderful thing...
Soon after, it was completely dark.
The scene was still filming the parts with Jiang Bei and the extras.
Chen Songling sat far away, holding the script in his hand, unable to read a single word.
But the behind-the-scenes recording engineer kept reminding him that he was holding the script upside down.
Chen Songling's mouth twitched. He was in no mood to pose for photos, so he just closed his eyes and curled up in the recliner to empty his mind.
After a while, an indescribable sound rang in my ears.
It's like someone is deliberately speaking a foreign language with a strange accent. I can't understand it at all, but I feel like it should be a human voice.
Chen Songling suddenly sat up straight, turned around and looked back, and saw two staff members watching short videos.
"What were you looking at just now?"
The person watching the video looked up and saw that it was Chen Songling, and was a little surprised that the other party would come to talk to him.
"Watching the video, bro, what's up?"
Chen Songling simply sat down next to them and asked, "What was that video of the strange sound just now? Let me see it."
The two looked at each other in confusion. "Oh, it's just a reverse audio challenge. It's quite popular recently."
A light flashed in Chen Songling's mind: "Play the sound in reverse?"
The man handed over the video and explained, "It's just saying a sentence, then using voice software to play the audio backwards, and then asking people to guess what it was. Usually no one can guess it, which is quite funny - what's wrong with me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Songling quickly went to his assistant and took his charged mobile phone.
He looked a little panicked, as if he wanted to confirm something important, and he swiped the interface with a serious expression, searching for something.
The sound of reverse playback.
He finally remembered what was wrong.
Last night, Jiang Bei had sent him a voice message with this sound at the end, starting with the second one! But compared to the clear and articulate sentences played backwards, the sound was subtle, fuzzy, and stumbling, causing him to mistake it for ambient noise.
He recorded a few sentences from yesterday and imported them into the editing software to play them in reverse.
Jiang Bei's normal voice turned into turbulence, and those ghostly mumblings in his sleep last night turned into sentences that he could understand!
It's like someone whispering...
"When do you get dressed?..."
"...When do you put on your shoes?..."
"...Do you want to seal the coffin?"
Chen Songling's heart was pounding. He recalled what Long Zhu said, "As long as you don't agree to what they say, they won't be able to do anything to you." He was already feeling dizzy.
He breathed rapidly as he looked at his text reply. If he read it in reverse order, it would be—
When do you dress? — Tomorrow night at eight o'clock, as it's in the notice.
When will the shoes be on? — It's a late-night show, probably until 1 a.m. tomorrow.
Do you want to seal the coffin?
——Yes.
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