Ji Qian's room was the former master bedroom of the old house, which was much more luxurious than Xu Qi's room. Upon entering, there was a solemn and dignified hall.
To the left of the lobby is a study, with incense burning on the table. To the right, through a door, is the bedroom, where the production team somehow managed to get a canopy bed that looks quite antique.
It must be said that the production team put a lot of effort into the decoration. From small vases and paintings to large tables and desks, everything in the room exudes a sense of antiquity. Even the well-traveled guests couldn't help but exclaim in admiration when they entered the room.
Ji Qian, the room's owner, stood motionless at the door, staring at the lobby with fear in her eyes. Xu Qi turned around and saw Ji Qian's unusual behavior, so he quickly left the room. He was so fast that even Mi Yesi, who was standing next to him, didn't have time to stop him.
Mi Yesi tried to move closer again, but was blocked by Ying Xu's wheelchair, and could only glare at him angrily.
Unfortunately, Xu Qi completely ignored her gaze. Looking inside the room, he asked Ji Qian quietly, without glancing to the side, "What did you see?"
Ji Qianwei raised her chin slightly, gesturing for Xu Qi to look at the thickest beam in the middle of the hall: "There's an old man hanging up there; he should be related to the old lady at the entrance."
Upon hearing this, Xu Qi's pupils dilated slightly, and his body began to sway back and forth involuntarily: "You...you mean...there's an old lady too?"
"Hmm, that's all I've seen for now." Ji Qian glanced at Xu Qi and noticed that he had surprisingly calmed down. "You're even more timid than me. Why would you be so foolish as to participate in this kind of program?"
Xu Qi stared at the beam and felt his vision go black. Perhaps it was just his imagination, but he felt like he could see an old man hanging there: "Is that fat old man wearing a black short-sleeved shirt with a Mickey Mouse drawn on it?"
"Huh?!" Ji Qian looked at the thin, white-bearded old man dressed as an ancient wealthy merchant on the crossbeam, and then at Director Liu standing under the crossbeam with his silver hair dyed to keep up with the times and wearing a Mickey Mouse short-sleeved shirt. For a moment, she didn't know how to answer.
Director Liu saw Xu Qi and Ji Qian standing outside without coming in. Just as he was about to call them in, he saw Xu Qi, who had been full of energy just moments before, sway back and forth a few times before falling straight backward with a loud 'bang'.
The live stream was abruptly interrupted, the camera freezing on the moment Xu Qi collapsed. The chat exploded instantly, and the hashtag #SuspectedJiQiancastsSpell,XuQiFaintsOnSpot# quickly became a trending topic.
[Aa ...
[Waaaaah, is Brother Xu Qi alright?]
[Everyone, I've already called the police. This time, we must arrest Ji Qian!]
[My God, they're actually harming people live on air! Are these superstitious people so rampant these days?!]
Why is everyone criticizing Ji Qian? Xu Qi clearly fainted on his own.
[Oh my, Ji Qian actually has people speaking up for her? Have you forgotten about her peeping at Xu Qi while he was showering?]
[She must have used a curse on my brother! My brother collapsed while fighting off the curse! Waaaa, so pitiful!]
The chat was filled with insults, which continued until the live stream resumed.
Director Liu sat in front of the camera, holding up an A4 sheet of paper with the words "It's just heatstroke, don't make a false police report" written on it. Behind Director Liu, the rest of the production crew were seeing off the police officers who had come to investigate.
Because Xu Qi fainted due to heatstroke, in order to ensure the normal recording of the show, the production team decided to give the guests four hours of rest time and opened their individual live streaming rooms in advance to facilitate the live broadcast.
Except for Xu Qi, whose live stream was temporarily closed due to illness, the other five guests all had their own live streams. Apart from Ji Qian, the other guests' live streams were mostly filled with individual fans, and the chat became much more harmonious for a while.
As for Ji Qian's live stream, apart from a few passersby, it was almost entirely filled with Xu Qi's fans, and the screen was filled with insults that were unbearable to watch.
Fortunately, Ji Qian couldn't see these comments at this moment, otherwise, given her temper, she would probably have picked up Xu Qi, who was still unconscious, and given him a beating to vent her anger.
Ji Qian, Xu Qi, and Liu Xia were all in the same orphanage when they were young. However, Liu Xia was the director's daughter and was a few years older than the other two, so Xu Qi was actually closer to Ji Qian.
If it weren't for the company's strict requirement to maintain distance from women in order to cultivate Xu Qi's image as a male god, those strange rumors wouldn't have arisen between them.
Ji Qian always knew that Xu Qi was very timid. When she was a child, she wanted to ask Xu Qi for help when she could see ghosts. But this kid knelt down faster than anyone else!
She thought that Xu Qi would improve after going to so many strange places to film movies, but this time she saw that Xu Qi was even more timid than before. It's a waste that he's so tall!
While mentally criticizing her friend, Ji Qian, who was actually not much braver than Xu Qi, stood where Xu Qi had just fainted, staring blankly at the old man hanging in the room.
Unlike the "overly lively" old lady at the door, this old man was like a human ornament. Ji Qian had been standing at the door watching him for so long, but he hadn't even opened his eyes once.
A silent old man is far more terrifying than a lively old woman; the latter's chatter can somewhat offset the sense of dread, while the former evokes a feeling of terror that could erupt at any moment.
After confirming that the old man had no intention of moving for the time being, Ji Qian spent half a day mentally preparing herself before finally making up her mind and moving into the house at a speed that was barely perceptible to the naked eye.
Just as Ji Qian was about to step into the house, a fair hand patted her from behind, startling her so much that she jumped up and darted into the house.
Outside the house, Han Mengyao, who was still holding her hand up in a slapping gesture, was startled by Ji Qian's sudden outburst. But looking at Ji Qian in a defensive stance inside the house, she also sensed something was wrong: "What's wrong with you?"
"Ah? Ah! I'm fine!" Ji Qian was a little embarrassed after seeing who it was, but she had jumped up and rushed into the inner room just now, and she didn't have the courage to jump over the old man on the beam again. So she could only stand in the room and pretend that nothing had happened.
Han Mengyao noticed Ji Qian's discomfort and didn't bring up what had just happened. She simply asked Ji Qian, "I'm going to see Xu Qi. Do you want to come with me?"
Ji Qian glanced at the beam again, and was about to refuse when Han Mengyao, who had come over, pulled her out of the house. "Come on, come on, it's not appropriate for me to go by myself."
As Han Mengyao spoke, she pulled Ji Qian straight past Xu Qi's house and found a corner where the production crew hadn't installed any equipment.
After seeing that Ji Qian had visibly relaxed and confirming that there were no cameras or recording devices around, Han Mengyao finally let go of Ji Qian's hand.
"You can see those things, right?"
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