After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

He has been in a high position all the year round, and because of the sensitivity of his work, Grandpa Jing has never been in the habit of using electronic products with him.

However, this time, for the first time ever, he held the tablet to watch the live broadcast, and never put it down along the way.

The old man Jing stared blankly at the appearance of the Jing mansion in the live broadcast, and the almost forgotten memories of his childhood surged up, causing the water vapor to blur his eyes for a while.

He still remembers the scene of him running through the corridor when he was a child, and he also remembers hiding behind the screen mischievously, listening to his father negotiating with the blond foreigner.

He spent his carefree childhood in that house, and every corner of the live broadcast can evoke his vivid memories.

Mr. Jing knew very well that according to the records, he was a non-existent person.

Because of her mother Lin Ting's guilt, she always refused to accept her father Jing Fing's wife status, thinking that this title should belong to Jing Shi Wanxiu.Therefore, even children born with their mothers do not know their fathers.

Even Mrs. Jing's wife once complained to him. If Lin Ting hadn't been too persistent back then, he should have been written into the history books and accepted the glory from his parents and mothers.

However, Grandpa Jing was very grateful to his mother.

He knew the intention of his mother's doing this - to let him avoid the crisis from his parents, and not have to bear the shadow of his parents' prestige.He can do whatever he wants, he is free.

The mother always believed that her brother's death was due to the fact that the couple had made too many enemies, and she didn't know when it hurt the fragile child.Therefore, the mother gave him all the guilt, and they entrusted him with the freedom that their generation could not enjoy.

'Son, just be a dull rich idler. '

His father once patted his head kindly and told him: "I chose this road, but you can enjoy a peaceful and prosperous life - what your mother, me, and countless colleagues are doing is for you to walk happily on the road. On the street, there is no need to worry about shells whistling overhead. '

When his father died, he also grabbed his hand and said: "May the sun never set on your head." '

After his father died, although his mother grieved, she still fought on her own ground.She used the pen as a knife, angrily rebuked the traitors, and guarded a fire in the difficult years.

But Mr. Jing has seen his parents' insistence with his own eyes, so how can he let himself have fun?

——Even if he has the capital.

So, after learning the story of his father's life from his mentors and friends, the fashionable and young Mrs. Jing made a decision—to go to the place where his father fought!To continue my father's unfinished business!

Parents are here, not far away.

There must be a way to travel.

Old Mr. Jing explained his feelings to his mother, and then resolutely left home. After leaving, he never went back.

Ten years after his father's death, his mother also died in the Jing mansion, and the old man Jing never caught up with his mother.

Even the image of his mother became more and more blurred in his mind.

Up to now, he only vaguely remembers his mother's beautiful cheongsam and the diamond bracelet on her wrist.When she walked by, the smell of roses floated lightly.

Old Mr. Jing thought he forgot.

However, the live broadcast brought back all his memories.

"Isn't the director of this movie called Li Xuetang?" Old Mr. Jing nodded with emotion: "He has a heart, and restored the scene of Jing's mansion back then to be exactly the same."

Even if he came, it would be to this extent.

However, after saying this, Mrs. Jing suddenly realized something.

His face, which was originally relaxed because of being trapped in memories, slowly became serious, and his eyes looking at the live broadcast suddenly became sharp.

Old Mr. Jing's nonchalant and prestige eyes cheered up the group of secretaries next to him.They shook their heads secretly in their hearts, thinking that Li Xuetang really made a wrong move.

Even shooting a movie about the legendary diplomat Jing Su could attract the attention of the Jing family and even give them some convenience.But those who have been around the old man all the year round know that the memory of the old Binhai period is something that the old man regards as a treasure and cannot be easily touched.

Once the filming is not good, or the old man is dissatisfied when he sees it, then Li Xuetang will have difficulties.

Like now.

The secretaries all thought that Mr. Jing had seen something that made him unhappy, or that there was something wrong with the decoration in the Jing mansion, which made Mr. Jing angry.

However, old Mrs. Jing stared at the live broadcast for a long time, and suddenly hesitated: "The level of restoration of the Jing mansion..."

is it possible?

Old Mr. Jing didn't think he was ignorant of the Internet age, but he was still surprised when he saw the Jing mansion under the camera, which was exactly the same as he remembered.

——This can no longer be explained by carefulness or high technology, but more like the real well mansion a hundred years ago has been moved under the camera.

He even saw the crooked scratches on the wallpaper as the camera panned across it.He remembers it very clearly, it was engraved when he was just learning to write when he was a child, and his father laughed when he found out, saying that my son is awesome.

Even the diplomats from other countries next to him laughed, and he, who was young at that time, also laughed foolishly.

That was the always busy and serious father, one of the few relaxed appearances in his impression, so he remembered it very deeply.

Mrs. Jing knew that Li Xuetang had taken over the entire concession area, and the secretary had reported it to him just now.However, he doesn't think the scratches on the wallpaper are due to live shooting.

After returning from a narrow escape, Mr. Jing, who was still a young man, immediately returned to the Jing mansion.Unexpectedly, in a hurry, I still missed my mother.

During that difficult time, he counted every crack in the bricks of Jing mansion, trying to extract some warm memories from there, to warm his cold heart that lost all his relatives at that time.

Later, the fortune of the country was prosperous, and Mrs. Jing also took the lead in donating the Jing mansion as a cultural site and Jing Fing's personal museum.

He is very clear that because of the years and the current situation, the Jing mansion is full of scars, and the imprint left by him when he was a child has long been covered by the later scars, making it impossible for him to find the time he spent with his parents.

And now...

Old Mr. Jing's heart skipped a beat, and he thought of a bold guess: "This is the Jing mansion a hundred years ago!"

It's not a restoration, it's not a real scene shooting of the ruins, but the old Binhai a hundred years ago!

The secretaries looked up in surprise.

But Mrs. Jing became more and more right.

Chi Yan is there now, and her brother seems to have done a lot of things to Chi Yan that frightened her.That being the case, then my brother will definitely be there too!

His elder brother is an evil ghost, and there are too many abnormalities on his body that cannot be explained by science, and all the ghosts are afraid of him.

If it is the elder brother, it seems that it is not impossible to go directly to the old Binhai a hundred years ago...

It seemed to be to verify Mr. Jing's guess.

The next moment, a little boy suddenly appeared under the camera.

He was wearing a small suit and overalls, looking cute and cute.He was still clapping the ball in his hand, playing happily with himself.

The moment the little boy appeared, Mr. Jing felt that his brain stopped thinking.

He stared blankly at the lively child under the camera, tears rolled in his eyes, and he let out a slight choked sound.

The middle-aged man next to him was taken aback, and quickly looked at the tablet, but felt that he had seen this child somewhere before.

After a while, he realized belatedly—isn't this the child in that old photo that his father treasured?

and so--

"Uncle?!"

The middle-aged man cried out in surprise.

Old Mr. Jing stretched out his wrinkled fingers and stroked the screen slowly, as if he could break through the limitations of time and space, talk to his elder brother who had died a long time ago, and see if his elder brother was thinner and how he was doing well.

He is already very old, but his elder brother has not grown up yet.

Old Mr. Jing's throat choked with sobs, and his body, which had always been upright and well-mannered, also hunched down as if it had been crushed suddenly.

From the father's reaction, it has already explained everything.

The middle-aged man looked at the screen in disbelief, and then slowly realized—"Chi, Yan!"

He gritted his teeth and growled.

"Are they in the concession area now? Get ready, I'm going into the concession area."

The old man Jing barely suppressed his gaffe, even though his eye circles were still red, but when he gave instructions to the secretary, he was still calm and dignified, with an extraordinary bearing.

"Sorry, I just talked to the people over there on the phone, but the situation over there is not optimistic, and I'm afraid there will be resistance."

The secretary was ashamed of not being able to do a good job, and said: "Li Xuetang and the program director Zhang Wubing couldn't get in touch with each other. The cross-river bridge that entered the concession was blocked due to heavy fog. connect."

He has done everything he can, but the current situation is still unresolved.

Grandpa Jing did not blame him.

The secretary didn't know that there was a child in the Jing family who was an evil ghost. Even if he knew about the special department because of his high level, he would not think about it in the end.But he vaguely guessed that all of this was probably related to his brother.

When the plane landed at Binhai Airport, Grandpa Jing nimbly refused to meet the officials who came to pick him up, and nimbly went straight to the concession area.

Then, the official rescue team dutifully blocked them from the blockade.

"Too dangerous."

The rescue captain shook his head and rejected the request from Mrs. Jing's side: "Since the sun went down, the fog has become heavier and heavier, and now the visibility is less than half a meter. Besides, Song Yichang, who we invited to help, said that this is miasma. Once people enter, their sense of direction will be weakened.”

"Even if you force your way in, I'm afraid you'll lose your way on the bridge and plunge into the river before you even cross the bridge."

No matter how the secretary negotiated, the rescue captain always had only one answer—"I can't let you do things that will kill you."

"If there was a way, we would have gone in."

The rescue captain smiled wryly, looked at the page on the phone that still showed that the phone could not be connected, and said worriedly: "Our person in charge went in with the Taoist priest of Haiyun Temple. Up to now, there is no news at all, and we don't know what's going on inside. .You didn’t even bring a professional with you, so it’s even more impossible to let you in.”

The attitude of the rescue team is very clear and tough.

Someone is already at risk, so the number cannot be increased.

However, Mrs. Jing walked out of the bulletproof car behind with a cane.

His gray hair on the temples was slightly blown by the cold river wind, he pursed his lips tightly, and looked towards the direction of the heavy fog on the river.

Although Mrs. Jing is old, time has left another thing on him - majesty and aura.

When he was serious, no one dared to contradict him directly.

"I don't need a professional." Mr. Jing's face was serious, but there was a warm smile in his eyes: "My family is there. I believe that he misses me as much as I miss him."

"He will let me see him." Old Mr. Jing narrowed the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, looking kind and approachable.

He had obviously been waiting for a long time, but suddenly he didn't want to wait even a minute, he just wanted to see his brother right away.

The anxiety was not like the diplomat who made all other countries frightened, but like the baby whose fingers were held by his brother decades ago.

The rescue team leader was at a loss when he heard this, and deeply felt the hardship of the job of the person in charge in coordinating everything, so he wished he could turn around and plunge into the river.

But no matter how much the rescue captain resisted, Mr. Jing insisted on doing it and explained that he was at his own risk, and he couldn't stop it.

Mr. Jing didn't bring anyone with him, and he crossed the cordon and walked onto the cross-river bridge by himself.

At this time, something that surprised everyone happened——

Following the walking pace of Mrs. Jing, the fog that was so thick and white that it was impossible to see things dispersed step by step.

Just like Moses divided the sea, a road leading to the other side of the bridge was split in the thick fog.

The rescue team was dumbfounded, and immediately reacted, carrying the first aid kit and rushing behind Mrs. Jing.

Although they didn't understand what was going on, it didn't stop them from wanting to follow Mrs. Jing and sneak in.

However, Mrs. Jing didn't take a step, and the fog closed, and the road that was originally exposed was covered under the fog again.

Like, silent rejection.

The middle-aged man was in a hurry, for fear that something might happen to the old man there.

But old man Jing had a smile on his face, and he was so happy that he couldn't hide it.He was even a little nervous, and stretched out his hand to tug on his cuff, wanting to see his brother in the most perfect form.

Seeing the situation in the thick fog, he became more determined in his heart—his brother, behind the thick fog, was waiting to be reunited with him.

……

On the stairs of the well house, the child who was chasing the ball up the stairs suddenly stopped.

He picked up his beloved ball and looked behind him.

That is the direction of the cross-river bridge.

The child's brows and eyes were bent, as if he was smiling.He tilted his chubby body back and forth, showing some anticipation and joy.

……

But Yan Shixun didn't know anything about what happened in other places.

After he realized that Chi Yan was probably running through the corridor, he immediately pushed everyone away and rushed into the corridor.

However, the strange thing is that the sound of high heels is still there, but Chi Yan is nowhere to be seen.

Yan Shixun froze on the spot for a moment, the original ferocious momentum stopped, not knowing which direction to go.

And not only that, the sound of high heels has not gone away, as if they are still running for their lives in a panic on the first floor.

However, Chi Yan was nowhere to be seen.

Yan Shixun forcibly suppressed his doubts and irritability, and calmed down to listen to the source of the voice.

But the sound didn't seem to come from one place, but instead echoed around the living room, like the stereo sound surrounding Yan Shixun, making it impossible to accurately identify the direction.

Yan Shixun slightly lowered his eyelashes, calmly and slowly scanning the scene in front of him.

Suddenly, a flash of red flashed from the mirror adorning the living room wall.

On the cheongsam worn by Chi Yan, there is a large area of ​​red flower pattern!

Yan Shixun reacted quickly, and immediately rushed out with agility, heading straight for the direction of the mirror.

When he arrived in front of the mirror, because of the high speed, the scene reflected in the mirror had not completely disappeared due to the change in angle.

So Yan Shixun suddenly saw that when he was facing the mirror, what was reflected in the mirror was not only his own figure.

And Chi Yan's!

In the mirror, she stood behind her with a panicked look, her temple hair was loose, and she looked embarrassed.The precious jewelry that was originally adorning the sideburns has been lost in the escape, and so have the earrings and necklaces.

Losing the embellishments of these gorgeous jewelry made Chi Yan look a lot dimmer, not as stunning as when she first saw it, she sighed at the wealth and luxury of Binhai.

It's like a pheasant full of stolen phoenix feathers, after all its beautiful decorations are stripped off, revealing its original unbearable and ugly appearance.

However, Chi Yan has no time to take care of her own image.

She looked around in a panic, her thin shoulders trembling violently, as if she was avoiding the pursuit of something.She knew that thing would kill her, so she didn't dare to stop even when her muscles ached.

Yan Shixun was startled, and immediately glanced behind him from the corner of his eye without turning his head, so as not to startle Chi Yan, and let her run out of the range that the mirror could see.

And as expected, there was no figure of Chi Yan behind him.

Can't see it with the naked eye, but with the help of a mirror...?

But obviously Chi Yan stood there without moving, but the sound of high heels never stopped, still circling around the empty well house.

Yan Shixun's eyes flickered, and he had a guess about Chi Yan's current situation.

At this time, Chi Yan seemed to have suddenly discovered Yan Shixun's existence.

After a brief moment of astonishment, Chi Yan's face showed a look of surprise, as eager and sincere as if seeing a life-saving straw, she immediately trotted towards Yan Shixun.

It is impossible to see that a moment ago, Chi Yan was still angrily scolding Yan Shixun in the cloakroom, proud and full of confidence.

As for the hatred and contempt for Yan Shixun, they have all turned into pleadings for him, lest he refuse to reach out to save him again.

Yan Shixun saw what Chi Yan was thinking, and he frowned. Although he was a little unhappy, he still didn't stop him.

After all, it doesn't matter if he can't see it, but since it happened in front of his eyes, he can't stand by and watch.

The most important thing is because this is a matter of life and death.

However, Yan Shixun does not need to make a decision that is not in line with his original intention.

Before Chi Yan ran to Yan Shixun's side, a figure suddenly rushed out from the side and rushed towards Chi Yan.

Chi Yan's expression of relief when he thought he was saved, immediately became fearful again.

In order to avoid the pursuit of that figure, she had no choice but to turn a corner and run quickly away from Yan Shixun.What was originally a graceful back, now only remained was the panic of fleeing for his life.

And Yan Shixun also saw clearly who it was at the moment when the figure flashed past the mirror.

——the dead master who disappeared immediately after appearing in front of his eyes.

Not only that, at this moment, through the reflection in the mirror, Yan Shixun suddenly saw clearly how crowded the empty well house they thought was actually.

Ghosts wandered around Chi Yan.

When she ran over from the sofa, the severed hand protruding from under the sofa grabbed her ankle, causing her to stagger two steps and almost fell to the ground.

When she was about to turn a corner, a ghost stood in front of her, causing her to crash into it before she had time to react, her speed slowed down suddenly, and she was almost grabbed by the hair by the arm stretched out from behind.

On the roof of the shed, there were also clusters of black mist with only faint human shapes lying on it, looking straight at Chi Yan, as if delighted by her distressed appearance, and let out a "giggle" laugh.

Childlike laughter echoed in the old house crowded with ghosts, looking eerie and frightening.

Yan Shixun didn't delay for a moment, and immediately moved his position, looking at Chi Yan's figure reflected in the mirror from different angles.

He saw Chi Yan running wildly in the well house, going upstairs all the way up the stairs, and then disappeared within the scope of the mirror.

Yan Shixun lost Chi Yan's status quo.

However, the screams that sounded again at the same moment as Chi Yan fled showed that Chi Yan's current situation was definitely not safe.

Following the camera, the audience who saw all this with Yan Shixun already felt a sense of tension and suffocation.

[Sloppy!Is this some escape game?What the hell did I just realize that I nearly suffocated myself and forgot to breathe! ]

[Although I don't like Chi Yan, I really have to say that Chi Yan is miserable like this.Not to mention her as a woman, a man like me who thought I was a brave man, was almost made to jump out of my heart by the scene just now. ]

[Day!This is surrounded on all sides, and there are ghosts everywhere!Can Chi Yan really survive?No, I should ask: Can a normal person really survive such a situation? ]

[No matter who the villain boss in this script is, I think he must have a lot of hatred with Chi Yan... This is simply to let her die! ]

[But have you noticed Brother Yan's movements?Obviously Chi Yan ran past his eyes just now, but he didn't respond in a daze, and stood there for a long time before rushing in front of the mirror.It's strange, did he not see Chi Yan? ]

[Mirror, mirror, brothers! ! !Look in the mirror, you can see Chi Yan's figure.Is Brother Yan invisible to the naked eye and can only be seen through a mirror?Otherwise, he couldn't turn back and forth, as if he was adjusting the angle. ]

[Brother Yan’s action just now reminded me of how I used an optical microscope to adjust my field of view.I think your analysis is really reasonable, isn't it the same before, the kid was standing next to Brother Yan, and Brother Yan didn't notice. ]

[I'll just say it!With Brother Yan's style, it was impossible for him to turn a blind eye. ]

[etc!Don't you think something is wrong?Originally, everyone could see Chi Yan, right?But now not only Brother Yan, but also the other people who were huddled at the door of the guest room looked blank, it seemed that none of them could see Chi Yan! ]

[Fuck, you are right!After Chi Yan placed an order, things went wrong.Do you remember that the first scream was also after she was ordered?Everyone else surrounded Bai Shuang, only she was outside.And the camera at that time also went to the cloakroom, so she was the only one who knew what happened at that time. ]

[Taking that as a point of time, things changed... I have a bad guess. ]

[I also……]

[Chi Yan, shouldn't he be dead already?Otherwise, how to explain why everyone suddenly couldn't see her? ]

[! ! !What are you still discussing here?If this really puts you on the set, with your level of vigilance, you will definitely not survive 5 minutes!Didn't you find someone standing outside the living room door?I kept looking at Brother Yan. ]

[Ahhhhhhh I see it! !He, why does he only have half of his face!Fuck, it seems that even the shoulders are in half, I can see the muscles and blood vessels of the heart, as if half of the body was blown away.vomit! ]

[Not just this one!Take a closer look! ! ! ]

The audience was scared out of their wits before the live broadcast, wishing they could shake Yan Shixun desperately and tell him that he was surrounded by ghosts.

However, no matter how anxious they were, Yan Shixun could not receive their signal.

He unconsciously rubbed the slender fingers hanging by his side, and instead of chasing Chi Yan in a hurry, he looked at the mirror in front of him with deep eyes.

Since he couldn't see Chi Yan with his naked eyes, it might be useless even if he chased him.

There are mirrors everywhere in the well house, and he hasn't figured out whether it only needs to reflect light, or the mirror can only be used as a medium.In such a hasty pursuit, he didn't even know where Chi Yan was or what happened, let alone save her.

Besides, he just saw in the mirror that Chi Yan couldn't touch him at all, just like a ghost, his hand passed by his arm.If it is reversed, whether he can touch Chi Yan and save her is another matter.

Yan Shixun was very sure that he was alive.

Then if it's Chi Yan who can't touch him...

His eyes dimmed, and he was ready for Chi Yan's death.

Yan Shixun saw the reflection in the mirror, quickly deduced, and gradually touched the edge of the truth.

But the people who had been shrunk behind couldn't see all this because of the angle, and could only hear Chi Yan's screams and high heels.

An Nanyuan shivered, and suddenly felt like crying... as if he wanted to go to the toilet.

Humans secrete adrenaline crazily when they are frightened, trying to help their muscles to escape.

But when the brain executes instructions, there are always some associated small effects, such as diuretic hormone.

"Yan, Brother Yan."

An Nanyuan was crying, and wanted to tell Yan Shixun that he was going to the bathroom, but he didn't have the guts to say it.

All thoughts rolled in his mind, he wanted to ask what happened just now, why there was a scream, and what happened to Chi Yan.

I also want to ask where Chi Yan is now, why Yan Shixun has been standing in front of the mirror, is there something wrong.

But after all the thoughts passed, only the thought of "wanting to go to the toilet" became stronger and gradually overshadowed all other thoughts.

Yan Shixun's "alpaca" is still useful to others, but it is a drop in the bucket for An Nanyuan's powerful association ability.

At this time, because of the eagerness to urinate, An Nanyuan's mind began to automatically play the movie clips he had watched.

In the weird villa, the teammate who said he was going to go to the toilet but never came back, when others went to find him, they found him dead in the toilet with a grim look, his stomach was ripped open, and his intestines were thrown all over the floor.

Also, when the person was humming a song and happily going to the toilet, his slack spirit prevented him from noticing that just outside the next window, a human face was stuck to the window until it was deformed and hideous, looking straight at him behind.

Or in the dark school toilet, the students who got up to go to the toilet in the middle of the night pushed open the door of the cubicle in a daze, and then found a pair of eyes looking at themselves in the dark cubicle without blinking.

The next second, screams sounded.

Just when An Nanyuan was thinking about this here, Chi Yan's screams also sounded at the right time, the illusion and reality overlapped and conflated.

An Nanyuan was so frightened that he took a deep breath, and he breathed all the way to the top, his face turned blue from the suffocation.

He made up his mind, even if he suffocated himself, he would never go to the toilet again!

He has seen horror movies, knows the rules, and will never leave alone or go to the toilet!

Standing next to him, Li Xuetang looked at An Nanyuan strangely, wondering if there is something wrong with this traffic idol, why is his face turning blue?

Out of the senior's love for the younger generation, under such a dangerous situation, Li Xuetang's defenses were also loosened, and the originally serious people also felt a sense of pity for An Nanyuan.

Li Xuetang immediately stretched out his hand and patted An Nanyuan's back, comforting him: "Don't be afraid, there are so many people here, Chi Yan will be fine."

An Nanyuan's body trembled, he pinched his legs in embarrassment, his face turned blue and red.

Fortunately, as an idol, he was very strict with himself, so he reacted in a timely manner, and immediately held back.

But even so, he was still sweating from fright.

Under the violent mood swings, even the whole body loses strength for a moment and becomes limp.

An Nanyuan: Director Li Xuetang, I thank you, especially thank you.

Others didn't notice the interaction between An Nanyuan and Li Xuetang, their attention was all on Yan Shixun.

"Brother Yan, is Chi Yan okay?"

Although Zhao Zhenhua asked, he hesitated for a moment, and said again: "If saving Chi Yan will make our situation unsafe, we can actually ignore Chi Yan a little bit."

Although Zhao Zhen is not a ruthless person, he has always been down-to-earth and steady.But he is still human after all, with his own likes and dislikes and priorities.

After experiencing Chi Yan's own admission that she used insidious ways to raise a kid and wanted to kill Bai Shuang without any guilt, Zhao Zhen's impression of her had fallen to the bottom.

For him now, the balance is obviously in favor of the program group partners who were born and died together.

If rescuing Chi Yan would put the partners in the program group in danger, then he would rather stand up as the villain and abandon Chi Yan.

However, Zhao Zhen still knew too little about Yan Shixun.

If it was Zhang Wubing, he would never have such an idea.

——Yan Shixun is an indifferent person, but under that indifference, there is a deep tenderness hidden.

However, Yan Shixun's tenderness is precious and rare, and it is only given to those who deserve it.

In Yan Shixun's eyes, since Chi Yan admitted that she wanted to kill Bai Shuang, the black mist that had already wrapped around her body completely covered the sky spirit cover, enveloping her whole body.

The karma of evil force has completely swallowed Chi Yan, and from that moment on, the world rejected him, and Fengdu judged him.

As long as Chi Yan is not living and dying in front of his eyes, Yan Shixun is already too lazy to take care of her affairs.

Besides, Yan Shixun's decision-making has always been straightforward. In such a dangerous place, of course he chose to protect other people who have no karmic power.

For example, the people in the program group, and Li Xuetang.

But for Zhao Zhen, it still takes a lot of courage to say such words.

Before he gritted his teeth and said it, he was ready to face accusations.

But I didn't expect that as soon as the words were spoken, everyone expressed their agreement more or less.

——Chi Yan can even attack her own fans, how can she guarantee that she won't attack them too?

I am most afraid of being stabbed by my teammates, it is hard to guard against.

"However, I think there is another thing that is far more important than Chi Yan."

"—how we're going upstairs, and how we're going to get out of the living room."

Yan Shixun raised his eyes and looked at the stairs where Chi Yan escaped in the mirror. Under the calm eyes, there was an undercurrent.

go upstairs?What's so difficult about it?

The others followed Yan Shixun's line of sight strangely, but suddenly noticed something was wrong.

Originally, on the wall with a height of several meters in the living room, there were many high-quality oil paintings and photos that were extremely luxurious for this era.

But now, the figures in those oil paintings and photos seemed to be shaking, with different expressions on their faces, as if they had come to life.

Everyone gasped, and the cold went all the way to their stomachs.

"My mother... what's going on?"

"I have two answers. One, it's what that kid did. Judging from the content of his conversation with me just now, he is probably also a ghost."

Yan Shixun calmly analyzed: "Because I am an evil ghost myself, so I know exactly how far he can do it. Not to mention that it is a fierce ghost that was fed alive with the flesh and soul of the fetus."

"Second..."

Yan Shixun's eyes slowly moved to the crowd, and he frowned and asked, "Do you miss alpacas?"

Everyone: "?"

The shivering audience: [? ? ]

"I don't seem to have told you the truth before. But now, I don't think it's necessary to hide it."

Yan Shixun glanced at the huge European-style floor-to-ceiling windows beside him, a series of handprints were printed on the glass, as if something was crawling over the glass and crawling towards the roof.

And through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Yan Shixun could see that a well suddenly appeared in the courtyard where there was only a fountain.And a woman in white is dragging her long hair, slowly crawling out of the well.

Not only that, but even in the mirror in the living room, there was a crashing sound of "Bang! Bang!", as if something wanted to break free and run out of the mirror.

Although everyone was puzzled by the sudden noise in the house, they still looked puzzled.

Only An Nanyuan, his bluish and bluish face was completely darkened from fright because he was trying not to go to the bathroom.

He realized belatedly—when he was speeding over from the newspaper building, Lu Xingxing had warned him not to think wildly, it would come true.

Ah this.

An Nanyuan froze.

It was only at this time that he remembered that he seemed to be unconsciously reminded of many movie clips he had watched because of fear.

Including major famous movies.

No, no way.

Annan wanted to cry but had no tears, and he still had a little luck in his heart.What if?What if it's not his problem?

However, Yan Shixun's words completely shattered An Nanyuan's beautiful fantasy.

Yan Shixun looked over indifferently, and under the curious eyes of everyone, he told the truth: "The reason why you think of alpacas is because they are not lethal."

"This house, no, the entire concession area has been shrouded in ghosts. Here, all imagined things will become reality. In other words, if you think there are ghosts here, then there are ghosts."

"And just now—obviously, someone imagined a group of ghosts traveling at night."

"Now……"

Yan Shixun hooked the corners of his lips, and his eyes fell on An Nanyuan: "Welcome to the hell-level difficulty, where ghosts are chasing and killing."

Everyone: "!!!"

Audience: [Fuck! ! ! ]

As the voice fell, the glass window was shattered suddenly, making a loud noise.

The cold night wind of late autumn suddenly poured in.

Then, there were spiders crawling in from the ground with their limbs on their limbs, floating in from the window, and appearing from the corner with a grinning grin... Fierce ghosts.

Men.

Everyone: "..."

Everyone: "Ahhhhhh!!!"