Infinite flow: I am destroying everything with a spatula

The edges and corners of the wedding photos have turned to ashes.

A pungent and unpleasant burnt smell spread.

Yi Nanzhi quickly opened the window to let the smell out.

The man and woman in the photo had expressions of fear and hatred on their faces, staring at Yi Nanzhi's face motionlessly.

Until the flames curled up their sleeves.

The two began to cry bitterly, looking like they were begging.

Yi Nanzhi was not at all soft-hearted.

When the photo was completely reduced to ashes, the female ghost nailed to the wall also disappeared.

After a night of activities, Yi Nanzhi felt tired and sleepy.

Qi Mu followed Yi Nanzhi's instructions throughout the whole process and did not offer any help.

Let her make a mess here.

Yi Nanzhi felt exhausted, so he lay down on the bed, hugged Zhizhi and fell asleep.

I don’t know what Qi Mu did, but the unpleasant burnt smell in the air suddenly disappeared.

While sleeping, Yi Nanzhi smelled a cool and fresh scent in his nostrils.

Just like Qi Mu.

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Early the next morning, Yi Nanzhi was awakened by frantic knocking on the door.

Xu Shan stood outside the door and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Yi Nanzhi! Qi Mu! Are you there? What's going on?"

When Qi Mu opened the door, Yi Nanzhi was sitting up, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

She was in a daze, as if she had not yet fully woken up.

Zhizhi was pulling at Yi Nanzhi's calf.

The anxious players outside the door were instantly relieved.

When they moved their gaze to this house, everyone's mouth corners couldn't help but twitch.

Everyone:? ? ?

what's the situation? !

Why does this place look like a murder scene?

In the master bedroom, glass fragments were scattered all over the floor.

The mirror frame on the dressing table had fallen to one side.

Not to mention that there seemed to be some human-shaped object nailed to the wall next to it.

The blood marks had dried up, leaving only traces on it.

Even the weird wedding photo on the wall had disappeared.

There was a suspicious pile of ashes on the floor, and even the surrounding walls looked blackened by fire.

Yu Quan swallowed his saliva: "This... gray... can't it be a wedding photo?"

Yi Nanzhi was still sleepy and nodded blankly.

Shen Yu: Oh my good sister! You are worthy of it!

Other players: What a ruthless person!

"Card!"

As soon as Director Wang’s voice appeared.

All cameras at the scene stopped working.

Director Wang and two other people appeared in the master bedroom.

He looked extremely excited and walked back and forth in the master bedroom three times.

Then he looked at Yi Nanzhi seriously.

"It's great! It's really great! I've never seen such a wonderful fight scene!"

"You're perfect for a ghost exorcist movie! I'll definitely ask you to act in this kind of movie next time!"

Everyone: "..."

A ghost-exorcist movie???

Don’t be too outrageous, Director Wang!

Yi Nanzhi just came to his senses and quickly responded to Director Wang's question.

"It is really an honor for me to be appreciated by Director Wang! I will definitely work harder!"

Director Wang was even happier and hummed a song while handing out scripts to everyone.

"Thanks to our actor Yi Nanzhi's extraordinary performance! The subsequent plot has changed again. Let's take a look at the filming content of the fifth segment first."

"Filming starts in thirty minutes!"

Yi Nanzhi flipped through the script and found that the scene about his death had disappeared.

At the same time, she was added to the subsequent plot.

In the cast list, her cannon fodder supporting actress number four has been changed to supporting actress number four.

The word "cannon fodder" is missing.

The fifth paragraph talks about the death of the third supporting actress Zhu Ling.

[The next morning, everyone found that it was still raining outside.

After breakfast, Zhu Ling, who has strong experience in wilderness survival, decided to go outside to find somewhere with a signal so that he could call for help.

Everyone is confident in her abilities.

As a result, Zhu Ling did not come back until the evening.

The anxious crowd went out to look for Zhu Ling.

As a result, Zhu Ling's hanged body was found in the forest behind the villa. 】

Zhu Ling's face turned pale.

Finally it's her turn...

Can she survive it, too?

Xu Shan was worried again.

"Can we go with you to find the signal? You're just a little girl!"

Director Wang's expression changed instantly when he heard this, and he glared at Xu Shan viciously.

"You are not allowed to deviate from the plot setting!"

Xu Shan had to give up the idea.

It seems that this plot can only be performed by Zhu Ling alone.

Xu Shan spoke again: "Do you have any powerful props? If not, I'll give them to you!"

Zhu Ling tried hard to force a smile.

"It's okay! I have it! Thank you! Don't worry, I will definitely meet you all!"

Thirty minutes later, with a shout of "Start!", Director Wang disappeared again.

Everyone calmed themselves down and entered into an awkward acting state.

Yu Quan pretended to frown and began his lines.

"Why is it still raining outside? I don't think we can get down the mountain today!"

Kong Linzi: "Ah, there's nothing we can do. Let's go downstairs and eat something before we make plans."

Everyone nodded and went downstairs.

After swallowing a few mouthfuls of dry food in front of the camera.

Zhu Linglian drank several sips of water and spoke with forced calmness.

But the voice sounded trembling.

"I'll go... look for a signal outside so I can call for help... I'm very experienced in the wild."

Xu Shan frowned and looked worried.

The only words I can say are the lines from my own script.

"That's great. We all know your abilities. We'll be at ease with you going!"

Everyone’s thoughts: Don’t worry!

Then Zhu Ling picked up his backpack, put on his hat, and walked out the door in panic, looking back every step of the way.

Outside the door, photographer Xiao Zhang was already waiting.

The camera faces Zhu Ling's pale face.

Zhu Ling followed the plot and walked carefully in the forest holding her cell phone.

It was raining and the mountain road was slippery. Zhu Ling accidentally fell and got a deep cut on his hand.

Feeling the pain, Zhu Ling gritted her teeth to prevent herself from making any sound.

She held onto the tree trunk and slowly stood up.

The jacket on his body was already covered in wet mud, and it was extremely dirty and messy.

Zhu Ling simply bandaged the wound and walked slowly forward holding his cell phone.

The script said that she was hanged in the woods behind the villa.

So she deliberately avoided that road and walked towards the front of the villa.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Zhu Ling felt tired and hungry.

However, there was still no cell phone signal at all.

It rained harder and harder.

The fog in the mountains and forests became thicker.

The rain and white fog mixed together, and everything around was white.

Zhu Ling wiped the raindrops from her face vigorously and felt that she could hardly see the road clearly.

Zhu Ling thought, I have been searching for so long and still can't find any signal, should I now return to the villa to report?

She walked back little by little in the direction she remembered coming from.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but Zhu Ling suddenly realized that he seemed to have been wandering in this fog.

Is she lost?!

Zhu Ling looked at the photographer Xiao Zhang who was following closely beside her and managed to calm herself down.

Regardless of whether Xiao Zhang is a human or a ghost, at least I am not alone now.