Chapter 123 No, this is not an accident.

"Lolo, what do you mean?" Wen Yan asked in confusion.

Jia Luo broke free from Wen Yan's embrace and said seriously, "Fourth brother, Director Uncle, your set is filled with resentment!"

When Wen Yan heard this, he quickly hugged Jia Luo into his arms, looked around, and asked softly, "Really? Is there anything like that?"

Jia Luo shook his head and said in a baby voice: "Not really, I just feel very resentful!"

The director listened to their conversation and felt a little uneasy.

"Premier Wen, this..."

Wen Lingyue said solemnly: "Although my daughter is young, she is a Taoist priest. If you believe in her, you can let her see it!"

The director then turned around and looked at the cute little dumpling: "Lolo, we really have a problem here!"

Jia Luo nodded and said, "Yes, Director Uncle, do you want to see it?"

The director hesitated for a moment, a look of struggle on his face.

After all, he has always adhered to scientific and rational concepts, and he still has some resistance to these supernatural claims in his heart.

But the recent events on the set have made him start to waver.

Finally, the director gritted his teeth and said, "Lolo, I'm going to trouble you then."

"No trouble!" Jia Luo said, and then he quickly formed seals with his hands, and a golden light fell on the director's eyebrows.

In an instant, the director felt that the scene before his eyes seemed to have undergone some subtle changes. The seemingly ordinary set was now shrouded in a faint black aura.

Especially at the place where the actress committed suicide, the dark air was even thicker, as if a pair of invisible eyes were spying on everyone in the darkness.

The director couldn't help but take a deep breath. He said with a trembling voice: "Lolo, what...what's going on? Why is there so much black fog on the set?"

Jia Luo blinked his eyes, waved his little hand lightly in the air, and the golden light disappeared.

She explained, "Uncle Director, I'm temporarily opening your third eye so that you can see things that you can't normally see. That's not black fog, but resentment!"

"Director uncle, we want to go to the dressing room where the sister committed suicide!"

At this time, the staff on the set came over to inform the director to prepare for the next scene.

The director looked at Jia Luo and the others with some embarrassment, and Jia Luo said, "Uncle Director, you and my fourth brother should go ahead and do your work. We can just let Uncle Ivan take us there."

The director looked at Jia Luo gratefully, and then said to them, "Okay, Wen Yan, you come with me to shoot the movie first, and let them go and watch it first."

Although Wen Yan was a little worried about Jia Luo, he also knew that he couldn't delay the filming at this moment, so he nodded and said, "Okay, Dad, you and Ivan go take a look first, and I will find you after I finish filming."

After saying that, Wen Yan followed the director to film the movie.

Led by Ivan, Jialuo, Wen Lingyue and Wan Yan walked towards the blocked dressing room.

After walking a few steps, Jia Luo suddenly turned around and looked at the filming location. After thinking for a moment, he said to Wan Yan, "Fourth Senior Brother, take Dahua and go check on Fourth Brother. Dad and I will go to the dressing room!"

Wan Yan turned his head to take a look, nodded, then walked over holding Dahua.

The group then walked towards the dressing room. Along the way, Ivan's face was not looking good. He whispered to Jia Luo, "My dear, I always feel that this matter is a bit weird. Do we really have to go in later?"

Jia Luo nodded firmly: "Uncle Ivan, we must go in and investigate thoroughly. Otherwise, if we allow this resentment to continue, everyone in the crew will be dead within three months."

"Oh, it's so serious. Let's go quickly! But my dear, you must protect Uncle Ivan!" Ivan said in a hoarse voice.

Soon, they arrived at the door of the dressing room.

Ivan took out the key hesitantly and unlocked the door.

The door slowly opened, and a cold breath blew in the face, making people shiver.

There was a faint mist in the dressing room, the light was very dim, and there were some dried bloodstains on the ground, making it look particularly eerie and terrifying.

After Jia Luo entered the dressing room, she looked around and saw that the cosmetics on the dressing table were scattered in a mess and there were several cracks on the mirror.

She walked around the dressing room twice more and said to the two people who were following her closely, "Let's go. It's not here."

On the other hand, with the director's shout of "Action", Wen Yan, dressed in ancient costume, performed various movements in the air with a nimble posture. He was suspended by wires and shuttled back and forth in the air. It should have been a wonderful fight scene.

However, just as he completed a difficult tumbling move, the wire suddenly made a "creaking" sound, and then the rope began to shake violently.

"What's going on?" the director shouted in panic, and the staff on the set gathered around with looks of horror on their faces.

Wen Yan tried to steady himself, but the shaking wire made it difficult for him to maintain balance. His face turned pale and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Just when everyone was panicking, the wire rope suddenly broke with a "snap" sound. Wen Yan's body instantly lost its support and fell straight to the ground.

"Fourth brother!" Jia Luo, who was standing near the dressing room, seemed to sense something and her face changed drastically. She ignored everything else and ran towards the filming location.

Wen Lingyue and Ivan also realized that the situation was not good and hurriedly followed Jia Luo.

At this time, the filming site was in chaos, and the staff were shouting in panic. Some people tried to rush over to catch Wen Yan, but the distance was too far and it was too late.

Just when Wen Yan was about to fall to the ground, a yellow object flew past and stuck steadily to Wen Yan's body, and Wen Yan's falling speed miraculously slowed down.

Everyone looked closely and found that it was Wan Yan who arrived in time with Dahua. At the critical moment, Wan Yan threw out a yellow talisman paper, which emitted a faint light and gently lifted Wen Yan's body, allowing it to slowly fall to the ground.

"Fourth brother, how are you?"

Jia Luo ran to Wen Yan anxiously, his eyes filled with tears and his voice trembling slightly.

Although Wen Yan was frightened, fortunately it was not serious. He suppressed his fear and comforted Jia Luo: "Luo Luo, I'm fine, don't worry, it's all thanks to this talisman paper."

As he said this, he gently touched Jia Luo's head.

Ivan ran forward and screamed, "Oh my god, how could this happen? Hurry, send him to the hospital!"

"Ivan, I'm fine, no need to go to the hospital!" Wen Yan said.

"Are you really okay?" Wen Lingyue asked nervously, holding his pounding heart.

"Dad, I'm really fine. I just fell so fast that I was a little scared!"

"That's good. That's good."

Wen Lingyue let out a long sigh, and the tension on his face eased a little.

Wan Yan walked forward, panting slightly and said, "Fortunately, nothing happened!"

The director also rushed over and said with a guilty look on his face: "Wen Yan, this is all our negligence. I will find out what happened and give you an explanation."

Wen Yan shook his head and said, "Director, this is not your fault. This is an accident."

But Jia Luo didn't think so. She stared straight in one direction and said fiercely: "No, this is not an accident."