Chapter 124 He Killed Me

Except Wan Yan and Jia Luo, no one else noticed that there was a woman standing there.

The woman was wearing a white dress, and her long hair fell behind her like a waterfall, but her hair was wet and stuck to her back, and water droplets kept dripping to the ground, soaking a small area of ​​the ground.

Her face was as pale as paper, her lips were bloodless, and her eyes were staring straight at Wen Yan.

Jia Luo's little face was tense, her eyes full of vigilance. She stood in front of Wen Yan, her small body standing straight.

Wan Yan also quickly put the big flower on the ground and stood beside Jia Luo, holding a talisman paper tightly in his hand.

"Who are you? Why did you hurt my fourth brother?" Jia Luo asked loudly, his childish voice revealing unquestionable majesty.

When the woman heard Carlo's voice, there seemed to be a slight ripple in her empty eyes and her lips trembled slightly, but no sound came out.

Everyone followed her gaze, but all they saw was emptiness, nothing at all.

Everyone else on the set was confused by Jia Luo's behavior. The director asked cautiously, "Lolo, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Jia Luo did not answer, but just stared at the woman closely, his eyes never leaving her.

Wan Yan took a deep breath, took a step forward, and said loudly: "No matter what grievance you have, you should not hurt innocent people. If you insist on being wrong today, don't blame me for being rude!"

As he spoke, the talisman in his hand glowed with golden light, as if responding to his words.

The woman seemed to be frightened by Wan Yan's aura. She trembled slightly, took a few steps back, and then slowly disappeared from the sight of the two people.

"Run, run away? Humph, he must know his appearance, otherwise I would beat her to death." Jia Luo snorted coldly.

Because of this incident, the director gave everyone half a day off. After everyone left, Jia Luo approached the director and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Director, how did that sister die?"

The director sighed and said slowly, "She committed suicide by cutting her wrists, but the strange thing is that she was soaked when she died. The police investigation showed that when she fell, she knocked over the bucket next to her, so there was such a pool of water at the scene. But I always feel that things are not that simple. After all, she didn't show any abnormalities before, and she suddenly took her own life like this, which is really puzzling."

Jia Luo frowned slightly as he listened to the director's words.

Everyone returned to the hotel, the atmosphere was solemn and depressing. Although Wen Yan said that everything was fine, Jia Luo could still see the remaining panic in his eyes.

Wen Lingyue sat on the sofa with a frown on his face.

"A Yan, why did that female ghost target you? You and her..." Wen Lingyue asked.

"Dad, what are you talking about? Am I that kind of person?" Wen Yan looked at his father helplessly, his eyes full of grievance.

"However, she did come to see me before the accident!" Wen Yan paused, lost in his memories.

"It was very late after filming that day, and she came to my room to find me. I thought it was too late and a bit inappropriate, so I asked her to say it at the door. She wanted me to hype up a couple with her. She said that this would increase popularity and would be good for both of us. She also said that she had no other choice, her acting career had been lukewarm, and she really needed this opportunity. I rejected her at the time and told her that I only wanted to speak with my acting skills and works, and did not want to use this kind of hype method. She looked very disappointed, but left without saying anything else. I really didn't expect her to do such a thing, and I didn't understand why she came to me to hype up a couple. Although we are a couple in this drama, we are not familiar with each other in private!" Wen Yan said with a distressed look on his face.

Jia Luo frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Fourth brother, what is a hyped couple? Is it okay?"

Wen Yan couldn't help but laugh. Despite the tense atmosphere, he still patiently explained, "Lolo, hyping up a couple is not something that can be easily achieved. In the entertainment industry, two people deliberately pretend to be very close to make fans think they are in love. This can attract a lot of attention and increase their popularity."

Jia Luo nodded, not quite understanding, with a serious look on his face: "Oh, that sister wants to be my brother's girlfriend!"

"Then why does she insist on being my brother's girlfriend?"

"Lolo, I also find it strange that you said that!" Wen Yan fell into memory again. After a while, he slowly said: "When she left, she seemed to mutter quietly, 'They won't let me go.' I was too tired at the time, so I asked her a question, but she didn't answer me and just left."

Jia Luo's eyes rolled around a few times, and he pinched his chin with his little hand, analyzing like a little adult: "Fourth brother, she said that, is someone forcing her to hype up a couple with you?"

Wen Lingyue nodded in agreement: "It's possible. This circle, eh, the rich circle is more chaotic."

"Dad!" Wen Yan called out to Wen Lingyue helplessly.

"What? Did I say something wrong?" Wen Lingyue glanced at him and said in a deep voice.

Jia Luo ignored their bickering and said to Wan Yan in a baby voice: "Fourth Brother, can you buy me some food? I'm so hungry!"

"Okay, Fourth Brother, I'll go right away. Is there anything you want to eat?" Wan Yan scratched his little nose and said softly.

"All right!"

After Wan Yan left, a gloomy aura suddenly appeared in the hotel. If anyone saw it, they would find a string of wet footprints emerging from thin air, moving forward along the corridor until they disappeared at the door of a room.

Jia Luo stared at the door and whispered, "Here they come!"

"What's coming?" Wen Yan asked casually.

At this time, Wen Yan and Wen Lingyue also noticed Jia Luo's abnormality. They followed her gaze towards the gate and their expressions became nervous.

"Lolo, is she here again?" Wen Yan asked in a low voice.

Jia Luo did not answer, but just kept staring at the door, and a yellow talisman appeared in his hand.

Wen Lingyue also stood up and looked at the gate vigilantly. Although he did not understand these supernatural things, as a father, he instinctively wanted to protect his children.

As the negative energy grew stronger, the temperature in the room seemed to drop rapidly, and a thin layer of vapor gradually covered the windows.

Suddenly, the doorknob moved with a slight "click" sound, and then the door was slowly pushed open. The female ghost in white appeared in front of everyone again, her hair still dripping with water, and her eyes were empty.

"Sister, what do you want to do?" Jia Luo asked loudly, her childish voice sounded particularly crisp in this cold atmosphere.

The female ghost did not answer, but slowly raised her hand and pointed at Wen Yan.

Jia Luo looked in the direction of her finger and said with a frown, "What happened to my fourth brother?"

The ghost girl's voice came faintly, icy cold: "He killed me!"