After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

When he first discovered that he was in a strange place, many speculations had already flashed in Yan Shixun's mind.But he alone did not expect that he was not even himself anymore? ?

Although he lost consciousness, he didn't know how he appeared here from the hotel, and he didn't see the existence that led to the current situation.But just judging from the surrounding housing environment and the clothes on his body, this is definitely not something that ordinary living people can do.

More like, the power of ghosts and gods.

Yan Shixun's expression was terribly gloomy, he sneered, put the pocket watch back into his vest pocket, and started to leave with his long legs.

He needs to confirm whether other places around it are also the old Binhai a hundred years ago, and other people in the program group...

Since that thing can even bypass his perception, let alone the rest of the program group, there is a high probability that it will be transferred here.

Yan Shixun looked around for the last time, then stepped over the high threshold without hesitation, and walked towards Jing Fing's house along the road in his memory.

Now that he is "Jing Fing", it makes sense to go back to his home, isn't it?

At night after the heavy rain, the entire city fell into silence, only the dim street lights projected onto the ground, and every household was asleep.

The leather shoes fell on the stone road.

"despair."

"despair."

The crow circled twice and landed on the steeple of the church. Its dark eyes were fixed on the back of the man on the long street.

……

Yan Shixun has always been able to feel the indistinct gaze, as if he was being watched by someone in the dark, but no matter how he uses the reflection of the pocket watch and the glass window at the corner, what he sees around him is empty. people approach.

So, is it the guy who made him lose consciousness and arranged all this, secretly watching him?

Yan Shixun didn't react too much, and always had a natural posture, as if he was Jing Ping, returning home late at night, walking on the long street with no one in the concession area.

But his heart was definitely not as calm as he showed.

The huge waves were so shocking that he couldn't even control his breathing for a moment, and it was a bit rough.

Yan Shixun noticed that the place he walked was almost exactly the same as the scenery he saw when he visited the concession area after the opening ceremony.

It is not listed as a cultural relic after a hundred years, but brand new, with the smell of painted wood that has not yet dissipated.

Now, things get interesting.

Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows.

The whole area is back a hundred years ago... maybe even outside the concession area.This is the first time he has encountered this situation.How strong is the guy who did all this?

However, perhaps because Yan Shixun acted too naturally, the audience in front of the camera didn't see the shock in Yan Shixun's heart at all, and they were still amazed that this scene was indeed made by a famous director.

[This scene is amazing!My god, as expected of director Li, although he paid a lot for renting the venue, it really produced the effect.For a moment, I almost thought this was really the old Binhai a hundred years ago. ]

[It’s the first time I’ve seen Brother Yan dressed so formally, the aesthetics of the clothing group is also great, this suit must have cost a lot of money, Brother Yan looks like a big man from the previous era, for the sake of ideals Running or something. ]

[It's like the old Binhai movie I've seen before!But there are more inexplicable flavors, mysterious and profound, walking on the tip of a knife amidst dangers. ]

[Huh?Wait, the scene has changed!Dumbfounded, isn't this a live broadcast?Why seamlessly switch to other places?It was still on the street just now, but now it's changed to an old house, and the protagonist has also changed... Is this Chi Yan wearing a cheongsam? ? ? ]

[hiss!It really is!Well, I now believe that this is really a movie co-produced by director Li Xuetang and the program team. ]

[Shocked, this scene is so realistic!Hmm... wait a minute, did I read it wrong?Is that the one in the dress behind the door who I thought it was? ]

[Sick... Listen to my sister's words, go see if you are really sick, don't delay the treatment.The skirt is about to be torn apart.Let go of the skirt. (hesitating to speak)]

Yan Shixun's slender and powerful hands held the dark green tie that was balled up by him. He did not knock on the door of Jing Fing's house, but raised his head to calculate the height of the lower wall, and then used the hand wrapped in the leather glove. Grasping the protruding bricks, he climbed up the wall with a few quick steps, climbed over the high wall silently, and then landed lightly on the ground.

He was obviously tall and slender, and his muscular body was by no means weightless like feathers, but Yan Shixun was stunned and didn't make a sound.

Therefore, the people in the house did not realize that there was already one more person in the courtyard.

When Zhao Zhen woke up, he only felt a splitting headache, which made him almost want to shout out to relieve his pain.

He raised his hand, covered his thumping temple, and turned over with difficulty.

And when the snowflakes like a broken TV in front of him gradually faded, Zhao Zhen finally saw where he was now, and understood why he felt a headache.

—He was beaten with a sap.

There were still traces of blood in the palm of his hand that had come down from his temple. He tilted his head and glanced, and there was also blood on his shoulder, and he had just been lying on the floor of the utility room with a handful of Vintage wooden mop.

The answer is already clear.

Zhao Zhen blinked, and when his sanity returned, he also realized that something was wrong.

He was originally in the penthouse suite of the hotel, waiting in the living room with the program crew, and wanted to wait for the official to take over the investigation of the pranks and dead bodies in the penthouse suite.

Even before losing consciousness, he was still trying to appease Hoarfrost.

Bai Shuang was frightened by the blood in the milk bottle.

But suddenly, Zhao Zhen's eyes went dark, and he couldn't remember anything.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already been hit by a sap and thrown in the utility room.

It was very cold on the ground, making Zhao Zhen's upper and lower rows of teeth trembling involuntarily and knocking together.It can be foreseen that if he really loses consciousness and has been lying on the ground, it only takes one night for him to die from hypothermia.

Who did it?If you have a grudge against him, you shouldn't do such a thing. In today's society, there are cameras everywhere, especially the live broadcast of the program group is always on, that person can't escape...

When Zhao Zhen lowered his head to see his outfit clearly, he was stunned for a moment, and his thinking was as dry as an old bearing that could not turn.

Because he was going to participate in the opening ceremony, he was wearing the trousers and thin woolen sweater prepared by his agent, which was stylish but not indecent.

But now, Zhao Zhen found that the clothes he was wearing were no longer the ones he remembered, but replaced by men's robes from a hundred years ago. Under the light gray robes were trousers and cloth shoes of the same color.

Zhao Zhen is an actor. In order to have a play to act in, he took over any drama, including the TV series of that era a hundred years ago.So he knew very well that his current attire was a typical man's attire a hundred years ago.

His numb and difficult brain was like a broken machine, and he began to jump out word by word.

...Could it be that someone changed his clothes when he was unconscious?

Picture what? ? ?

Even though he is in the entertainment industry, Zhao Zhen has seen what many fanatical fans do, and also knows a lot of shabby things in the film and television industry. He thinks he is already a mature "old" actor.

But this miraculous development was beyond Zhao Zhen's expectation.

However, it was too cold on the ground, and Zhao Zhen couldn't hold on for a while, so he hurriedly supported the cabinet next to him to stand up, and then happened to meet the broken floor-to-ceiling mirror next to him.

The broken mirror reflected the image of Zhao Zhen.

He was wearing a light gray robe, with a pair of gold chain glasses hanging on his chest, and his hairstyle was also a common men's hairstyle a hundred years ago.

Zhao Zhen had to admit that although the people who did this kind of thing were a little baffled, the preparations for these Fuhuadao were really good.At least, he couldn't see that it was a prop at all.

If he didn't know, he thought he was really in the old Binhai a hundred years ago.

The wound on the head needs to be treated, and it is also necessary to figure out what the current situation is. Zhao Zhen didn't dare to delay, and hurried to the door of the utility room.

However, as soon as the door was pushed open, Zhao Zhen's expression changed.

Can't push.

It appeared to be locked from the outside.

Is this person sick?I want him to die here and change his clothes!

Zhao Zhen couldn't help cursing, and when he realized that he couldn't get out by himself, he immediately slammed his body against the door, not caring about being cautious, and hurriedly shouted for help: "Is there anyone outside?"

"Open the door!"

After shouting like this for a while, when Zhao Zhenxin was getting more and more confused, a voice finally came from outside.

"Is it... Zhao Zhen?"

It was a female voice, with hesitation and uncertainty.

But since he can call out his name by voice, it seems that he is also someone who knows him.

Zhao Zhen immediately said happily: "It's me! The door is locked from the outside, please help me open the door."

A series of high-heeled shoes sounded outside, as if a woman came over to check the situation.

Then she hurriedly said: "Please wait a moment, I will find someone to help you."

"it is good."

But the more Zhao Zhen thought about this voice, the more wrong he felt.

I always feel...very familiar.

Where have you heard it?

Before he could figure it out, apart from the sound of high-heeled shoes, another burst of crooked sounds sounded outside.

Like a person who is just learning to wear high heels, he is not used to walking crookedly.

"Zhao Zhen is inside?"

Zhang Wubing's surprised voice came: "I found another one, that's great!"

Zhao Zhen was pleasantly surprised, for a moment he couldn't care less about why he clearly heard the sound of high heels, but it was Zhang Wubing who came.

"director!"

"Zhao Zhen!"

Zhang Wubing responded affectionately through the door of the utility room: "You wait, I will immediately unlock the lock and let you out!"

"That's right, I don't know where I put this key?" Zhang Wubing's voice hesitated.

However, Zhao Zhen suddenly realized something, and stretched out his hand to touch his waist under the robe, and his fingers were hit by something hard.

When I pulled it out, I saw a whole bunch of keys. At a glance, there could be dozens of them.

Very well, it seems that the key to the utility room is probably in his possession.

Zhao Zhen was almost laughed out of anger, and Zhang Wubing outside was silent for two seconds after hearing the news, and said again: "It's okay, you don't believe me... There is an ax just at the door of the utility room."

"Just enough to knock the lock off."

Zhang Wubing's voice sounded a little happy, and judging from the "click!" sound of the ax hitting the wood, he had already done so.

But Zhao Zhen couldn't be happy, he silently glanced at the mirror next to him, the image of his head with a wound was reflected in the cracked mirror.

He had a wild guess.

Perhaps, that ax was intended to kill him.

Fortunately, Zhang Wubing quickly solved the locked gate. With a sound of "bang!", the lock fell off.

The utility room door was pushed open from the outside.

"Alright, Zhao Zhen, come out quickly."

Zhao Zhen breathed a sigh of relief: "Director, it's fortunate that you are here, otherwise I might have to freeze here for a whole, whole, whole..."

He looked at the person in front of him, and the words he was about to say got stuck.

Zhao Zhen was dumbfounded, and pointed at Zhang Wubing tremblingly with his fingers: "Director, do you... still have this hobby?"

But he finally knew why he heard the sound of high heels, but it was Zhang Wubing who appeared.

——Because Zhang Wubing was wearing high heels.

Zhang Wubing was wearing an old-fashioned school uniform skirt that didn't fit his size. His soft belly was tightly strangled by the light blue uniform jacket, and the two legs underneath the skirt looked like men's legs were covered with long white skirts. socks, and a pair of black leather shoes with a small low heel.

What's even more exaggerated is that Zhang Wubing's hair, which was not too long, was pulled out abruptly into two small tangles, which were tied with blue ribbons.It's just because the hair is not long enough, and it doesn't have the innocence and liveliness that this hairstyle should have, but it has become two soaring pulls.

To be honest, there is no better way to show that the owner of the clothes is a pervert than this outfit.

It is to the extent that people will take pictures and call the police when walking on the street.

Zhao Zhenxin was thinking this way, but he didn't have the heart to say it directly, for fear of hurting Zhang Wubing's soft heart.

"It's okay director, I understand, I'm an adult, I like freedom."

Resisting the discomfort of being scorched eyes, Zhao Zhen comforted with difficulty: "This is the director's own freedom, I will not say it."

However, when these words came out, Zhang Wubing, who was standing at the door of the utility room with an ax in his hand, was still smiling and ready to welcome Zhao Zhen, so he fell silent.

Zhang Wubing, who has always been thick-skinned, rarely does not know what to say.

The scene fell into an awkward silence.

And the audience was about to laugh like crazy.

[Hahahahaha what's up with director Li Xuetang?Have you switched to a comedy director?Then I have to say, director Li Xuetang is really good at making comedies, I'm going crazy laughing. ]

[Ah mom, Mai Ais, Mai Ais!A lot of money is needed for a pair of eyes that have never seen this scene. ]

[Fuck!Director Zhang, what are you doing, Director Zhang!You are the director of a top variety show now, even if it is for the effect of the variety show, you have to take care of your own image and baggage, right?You don’t have to fight like this, it’s not like hahahahaha. ]

[You are obviously laughing, but you haven't stopped!puff!I'm sorry for Xiaobing, mom still loves you, even if you dress up like this...it's no good, I'm laughing all over the place. ]

[Ah, Zhang Wubing is wearing an old-fashioned schoolgirl uniform, right?I have always been envious of the uniforms back then. I think they look much better than my current sportswear school uniforms. I once said that even if I am a pig, I look good in the old school uniforms from a hundred years ago!But now after seeing Zhang Wubing's image...sorry, I apologize for being young and frivolous.Ah, too hot eyes. ]

And after a long silence that was almost unbearable, the person next to him coughed and broke the deadlock: "Zhao Zhen, what's going on with your head? Where did you get it?"

Zhao Zhen looked away from Zhang Wubing in embarrassment, and looked to the side as if grabbing a life-saving straw: "No, I just woke up like this, it seems that I was beaten by someone...uh."

"Chi...Yan?" Zhao Zhen called to the other party hesitantly.

And the glamorous woman nodded generously, and admitted: "It's me, I was dressed in this outfit when I woke up."

Chi Yan, who was standing next to Zhang Wubing, was wearing a slim satin cheongsam with slits all the way to her knees, and a pearl inlaid at the seam. As she walked, her snow-white calf loomed under the delicate cheongsam , the high heels perfectly modified her legs to look like a plaster cast.

And Chi Yan combed the most fashionable curly hair style of the old Binhai a hundred years ago, with a diamond hairpin in her hair, a three-layer pearl necklace on her neck, and a string of pearl and diamond bracelets on Ruxue's bright wrist.

She looks like an old seaside lady, beautiful enough to be on the cover of a magazine, or printed on a poster, plastered all over the street.

Zhao Zhen was seriously amazed and stared blankly for a moment.

However, when he accidentally saw Zhang Wubing next to him, he closed his eyes in pain and suddenly came back to his senses.

"Ah... Director Zhang, have you thought about changing the size?"

Zhang Wubing: "..."

Silence, silence is Cambridge tonight. ①

He has never been so speechless in his life!

"...Do you think I want to dress like this?"

Zhang Wubing resentfully said: "When I woke up, I found that I was sleeping at my desk in the study, and I was wearing such a set of clothes. I thought there was a pervert, so I hurried out to find you, and then I found Chi. Yan and you, don't you have time to change at all, okay?"

Zhao Zhen: "...I'm sorry director, it's my fault."

"But what's going on here?"

After seeing the familiar person, Zhao Zhen calmed down a little and asked: "I clearly remember that I was in the penthouse suite of the hotel, but when my eyes went dark, I woke up like this, and someone changed my clothes .What's happening here?"

Chi Yan's slender willow-leaf eyebrows are sad, and I feel pity when I see it.

She shook her head: "I don't know, I'm just like you. I was trying to comfort Bai Shuang, but when my eyes went dark, I opened my eyes and lay on the carpet in the living room. There were broken wine glasses beside me. know what happened."

The three of them had their own experiences and found that they were surprisingly similar.No one knew what happened, and they had already appeared here from the hotel.

"Since we all remember that we are comforting Bai Shuang, then..." Zhao Zhen looked around blankly, and there was no sign of Bai Shuang in the richly decorated corridor of the old Binhai style.

"Where's Baishuang?"

Several people looked at each other and shook their heads.

"I should be the first to wake up. When I woke up, I was in the study on the second floor. No one responded to me when I yelled a few times. When I walked down, I saw Chi Yan lying in the living room."

Zhang Wubing said: "But I didn't see Baishuang."

"Since we are all here, Bai Shuang should be here too."

Chi Yan took out a handkerchief embroidered with red flowers from her arms, and handed it to Zhao Zhen: "Take this first to wipe your wound, and we will go to the medical kit and treat your wound. Compared with Baishuang, now you The injury is also very important."

It's always a pleasure to be cared about.

A warm current surged in Zhao Zhen's heart. He thanked Chi Yan, took the handkerchief without thinking much, and pressed it on his forehead.

The handkerchief also smelled of powder and a strong smell of blood.

Zhao Zhen didn't care about this, so he was going to come out of the utility room, and together with the two of them, he had a good look at where it was and what was going on.

As soon as he opened his legs, Zhao Zhen let out a "hiss!"

His knee was in pain.

Not the bruised kind, but joint problems caused by years of freezing.

However, Zhao Zhen is young, and he also pays attention to health preservation when filming, and has no joint pain.

How is this going?

Zhao Zhen looked down at his crumpled robe, wondering and uncertain.

"Zhao Zhen?" Chi Yan turned around and called him strangely.

He limped along quickly.

It's just that Zhao Zhen walked too fast, so he didn't see the cracks spreading in the broken mirror behind him that reflected his figure, making "click!", "click" sounds.

And each fragment reflects a different angle.

In the mirror, Zhao Zhen, who was walking away, suddenly turned around, grinned and smiled stiffly.

"Boom!"

In the utility room, the ball placed high on the counter suddenly fell to the ground and made a sound.

It rolled around on the ground, but suddenly stopped in the middle of the open space.

Like hit something.

Then, the ball slowly floated into the air.

It was like being picked up by a pair of invisible hands.

The audience watched this scene helplessly, and gasped.

[Wori! ! !Isn't this a comedy movie?What is this for?Seeing this thing without any precautions, I was so scared that my heart stopped beating, okay! ]

[Is this a new attempt by Director Li Xuetang?When I first saw Brother Yan, I thought it was a movie with an old coastal background. When I saw Zhang Wubing, I thought it was a light comedy movie.I didn't know until now... is this a horror movie ahhhhhhhhhhh! ! !What a ghost! ]

[Fuck shit! !It happened that the brat upstairs in my house was shooting a ball, and I was so scared that I threw my phone out!Nima, I was so scared that I quickly got into the bed from the living room. ]

[I knew it!Don't let your guard down watching this show!Do you know why this program is called "Heartbeat Tour"?Means to make your heart beat wildly!As for how it jumps, don't worry about it!Isn't being scared the same as beating? ]

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!no power!Myself!Countryside!I'm freaking out right now. ]

However, even though the barrage was going fast, not only Zhao Zhen, but even Zhang Wubing didn't realize it this time.

After leaving the utility room, the three walked along the corridor to the living room.

And Zhao Zhen finally saw where they were and where they were.

Mahogany walls, carved jade screens, European-style portrait sculptures, colorful oil paintings... This style of combining Chinese and Western styles is so distinctive that people can tell at a glance that it belongs to that special era a hundred years ago.

"This is?" Zhao Zhen hesitated: "If it's for a prank or to scare us, that person is really generous."

Zhang Wubing shrugged his shoulders, but because the size of the clothes was wrong, his soft belly was exposed from the hem of the clothes because of this movement.

"Who says it's not? Look at the foreign pattern on this vase and the inscription below. This is an authentic antique. It was exported to domestic sales back then. It is a typical style and it is genuine. You must know that this batch of porcelain was originally going to be sold overseas. As a result, the ship sank, and only a few remained, and now they have been fired to more than 100 million."

Zhao Zhen looked at the ordinary porcelain vase that Zhang Wubing was pointing at, and gasped.

Zhang Wubing said indifferently: "The old man in the family likes these old objects and bought a lot of them, so I have seen them too. What you see are all genuine products."

"There is one problem." But Zhang Wubing still hesitated, even doubting his own judgment: "These things are too new."

"The ones bought by the old man in the family are already in the best condition, but even so, there are traces of time. But the things here are so new that they seem to have just been made."

Zhao Zhen raised his eyebrows and joked, "It's not from the Western Zhou Dynasty, but from last week?"

Zhang Wubing was amused, he didn't find the emergency medical kit in the cabinet in the living room, so he directly spread his legs and squatted down, about to open the drawer below.

Some bulky ones like medical boxes may also be placed below.

Zhang Wubing himself didn't think anything was wrong, but Chi Yan exclaimed, and quickly covered her face and turned around.

Zhao Zhen also showed a horrible expression.

Zhang Wubing: "??? What are you doing?"

"director……"

Zhao Zhen said with difficulty: "What you are wearing now is a skirt, pay attention to your image when squatting down."

Zhang Wubing who just came to his senses: "..."

He hurriedly raised his hand and pressed down the skirt that was stretched by his thighs: "Pervert!"

Zhao Zhen: "..."

Director, looking at it now, you look more like a pervert...

Zhang Wubing was also very wronged. He changed from "finding a medical kit for Zhao Zhen" to "finding a medical kit for Zhao Zhen angrily".

He didn't mean it either!He is a big man, how can he have experience in wearing skirts?

The crystal chandelier in the living room couldn't be turned on, only the kerosene lamp that Zhao Zhen brought from the utility room barely illuminated the space.

They tried it, but the crystal chandelier flickered and then went out again. Zhao Zhen felt that this should be a problem of unstable voltage.

"It's a little strange, are we really in Binhai City?" Zhao Zhen said, "I haven't heard of such a power outage for many years. It seems that the urban area has always guaranteed power supply? And."

He raised the kerosene lamp in his hand: "Even if a normal home prepares for a power outage, it usually puts a power bank and a USB lamp, right? Who would put a kerosene lamp at home?"

"If you put it this way..." Zhang Wubing pondered: "We walked all the way, it seems that there is no socket on the wall?"

"Modern decoration, will you ignore this thing?"

Several people were speechless, but a bold guess emerged in their hearts.

——Could it be that what they are in now is the old Binhai a hundred years ago?

Zhang Wubing wanted to say something at first, but when his eyes accidentally passed the French window next to him, he suddenly realized something, and turned around to look again.

Then, he took a long breath, and his whole body, which was still in a bold and unrestrained posture while wearing a skirt, froze.

Under the dim light, the darkness outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was gloomy and thick, like ink that could not be melted.Only the white marble angel statue in the fountain in the courtyard can vaguely see the outline of a human figure.

But it completely lost the beauty it should have, and revealed a ghostly spirit in the rainy night.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling flower window, a pair of eyes stared straight at the people in the living room through the light-colored glass.

But can't see the body.

It's like... just a pair of eyes floating in the air.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Zhang Wubing's heart-piercing screams echoed in the empty house: "Ghost!!!!"

Startled by Zhang Wubing's scream, Zhao Zhen and Chi Yan were also infected with terror, subconsciously shouting.

Then, a soft voice came from outside.

"To shut up."

The voice was not loud, but it was very effective in keeping several people silent, and they didn't dare to shout again.

The unlocked glass door was pushed open from the outside, and the stiff suit and trousers stepped in first.

"It's a novel experience." The man snorted coldly: "I always catch ghosts, this is the first time I have been treated as a ghost. Zhang is seriously ill, you are promising."

A few people were too nervous to vent their breath, and stared at the door closely.

And when that person made a sound, several people reacted slowly.

This voice... seems to be Brother Yan?

Zhao Zhen, who was startled by Zhang Wubing at first, immediately returned to his original position when he saw that it was Yan Shixun who came.

Zhang Wubing even cried out, "Wang Ji!", howled and rushed towards the thigh of the person standing at the door: "Brother Yan! Is it really you, Brother Yan!"

"I just thought I was going to die, woo woo woo."

Zhang Wubing had a runny nose and tears, crying pitifully.

Yan Shixun was a little speechless, even through the thick wool texture of the suit pants, he still felt the moist feeling transmitted to the skin through the trouser legs.

This little fool!

He lowered his head, originally intending to laugh at Zhang Wubing as usual, but at close range, the details that he had just missed because of the dim light were clearly displayed in front of him.

Yan Shixun's whole body was stiff.

What is this one with the sky-high straps and the skirt... what is it? ? ?

"Zhang is sick?" Yan Shixun asked in disbelief: "What's the matter with your outfit?"

Zhao Zhen raised his hand to cover his eyes with a "snap!", but his constantly shaking shoulders exposed the fact that he was laughing wildly.

Zhang Wubing cried and said, "Brother Yan, do you dislike your cute little illness?"

"Yes." Yan Shixun replied sincerely.

Zhang Wubing was struck by lightning immediately.

A small single tone, but the lethality is so great.

The laughter of the audience directly swiped the barrage.

[Xiaobing: My love for Brother Yan was paid by mistake after all! ]

[puff!I really don't blame Brother Yan for this, I really wanted to laugh when I saw it. ]

[Hahahahaha Zhang is sick hahahaha, the director lost his real name! ]

[I'm the only one who noticed, did Brother Yan say he was hunting ghosts before?So are there really ghosts?Brother Yan made me believe that science is lying to me!Crying. ]

[The heart of a simple child is so broken, tsk tsk tsk, Brother Yan, hahaha. ]

[Maybe it was the script given by the director?Should I say it or not, I didn't expect that a famous director like Li Xuetang would really know how to play it. ]

When Zhang Wubing was so stiff that he was about to compete with the statue in the yard, Zhao Zhen and Chi Yan explained their experiences to Yan Shixun, and Zhao Zhen also expressed his doubts.

"Brother Yan, I don't think some pervert knocked us out, brought us here and changed our clothes, but we are now in the old Binhai."

Zhao Zhen raised the sleeves of his man's robe: "I have keys, a lot of broken seals and other things on me. I think I look like an accountant or a housekeeper. If it's really a pervert, he didn't Is it necessary to go into such detail?"

Zhao Zhen used to be an atheist, but now he has completely broken his self-restraint, and even made bold guesses.

——He has been in the same coffin with the female ghost, what else is impossible?

Zhao Zhen thought that his guess was too bizarre, and Yan Shixun would not believe it.

Unexpectedly, Yan Shixun just nodded calmly: "You are right, this is the old Binhai a hundred years ago."

Several people were surprised: "Huh?"

Yan Shixun took out a folded movie poster from his wool coat pocket.

The poster is full of strong old Binhai style, the girl on the top has permed red lips, talking and laughing, but the date of the movie marked in the lower corner is a hundred years ago.

"The place where I woke up was different from yours. When I walked back from the outside, I confirmed three things."

Yan Shixun calmly said: "One, we are now in the old Binhai Concession area a hundred years ago. I have seen the buildings outside, barbershops, dance halls, movie screening halls, embassies, guild halls, Peace Hotel, coffee shops... The decorations and things used inside are all from a hundred years ago. And they are not intentionally arranged, but traces of people’s use and life.”

"Second, we have no way to leave for the time being. I tried, but it's all foggy outside, walking down the street to the end is just another loop, never going to the end, and can't touch the edge. I want to rely on physical methods Going out is temporarily impossible."

"Three, we each have our own identities. You can look for them on your own, and there should be information that can prove your identities."

Yan Shixun folded his slender palms wearing leather gloves in front of him, holding the staff of civilization, and smiled lightly: "Let me introduce, I am Jing Fing, a diplomat."

"Died 70 years ago."

"By the way." Yan Shixun said with a smile, "We are now in Jing Fing's house."

"The last owner of the house died 60 years ago. Since then, it has been deserted and uninhabited."

Several people held their breath and stared blankly at Yan Shixun who was standing behind the light. When he said that he was dead, they trembled subconsciously.

It was like a gust of cold wind blowing from them and passing through the hall.

Chi Yan was the first to react from her stupor. She took two quick steps and grabbed a small lady's handbag from the European-style carved sofa next to her.

"In terms of identity information, I think I know who I am." She took out a small badge with words engraved on it from her handbag.

【Ling Ting, Foreign Language Women's Class, Capital University】

This is a student's badge.

But after Chi Yan took it out, Zhao Zhen hesitated for a moment, and asked, "But sister Chi Yan, you don't look like a student?"

"Instead, Director Zhang..." His gaze turned to Zhang Wubing.

Although Zhang Wubing's image is really eye-catching, his identity is self-evident.

Zhang Wubing looked up blankly.

Chi Yan pursed her red lips.

"Then, let's look in the house. We should all have our own identity information. Maybe from here, we can find a way to leave."

Yan Shixun saw the reactions of several people, he clapped his hands lightly, and attracted the attention of several people: "Since we are here, and I woke up in the building outside, it means that all of us All have their own identity information, what they do and where they appear, and they all conform to the logic of identity.”

"Besides us, there were a few other people on the top floor of the hotel at that time, and they should be nearby. Look carefully, maybe you will get something."

Yan Shixun smiled: "Now——welcome to the big role-playing game."