There were people recording programs on other floors of the TV station. As soon as Baili Xin and Xia Chi walked into the lobby, they saw two girls in performance costumes hurriedly passing by them and heading straight for the elevator.
After seeing this, Xia Chi grabbed Baili Xin who was about to walk towards the corridor, pointed at the elevator and said, "Brother, isn't there an elevator over there? Let's take the elevator. I don't want to take the stairs."
As he spoke, he glanced toward the dark corridor and quickly looked away.
Baili Xin: "The elevator should not be able to go up."
Xia Chi: "How can I know if I don't go and take a look? Please, brother."
Baili Xin: "...Okay."
Who can stand a big dog acting like a spoiled brat
When the two of them walked to the elevator, the elevator that the two girls had taken had already gone up. There were two elevators in total, and Xia Chi pressed the button for another elevator.
There seemed to be someone in the elevator. It stopped on the 5th floor for a long time before slowly descending.
When the number on the elevator showed 1, the elevator door opened and a group of people came out one after another.
The leader was a fashionable young man who looked to be only about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. His hair was dyed gray and he wore a very eye-catching silver windbreaker. He looked handsome and uninhibited.
The young man wore a pair of gradient pink sunglasses, and not only did he have silver cross earrings on his ears, he also had a cross necklace around his neck.
Behind the young man were four men in black suits. Compared with the young man's arrogant expression, these men had blank expressions and murderous intent in their eyes.
Next to the young man, there was a middle-aged man.
As soon as the elevator opened, the young man strode out. The middle-aged man hurriedly followed him, chattering to the young man as he walked: "Aran, watch your expression. There are reporters and fans outside. Don't let them take pictures of you acting like a big shot."
The young man called "A Ran" glanced at the man with disdain, "What can a group of people with a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan do? You are too timid. With my current status in the entertainment industry, who would believe a few pieces of black material?"
"People's gossip is scary," the manager disagreed with A Ran's words, "One bad apple can spoil the whole barrel. You've been in the industry for so many years, you must understand this. Also, you were too willful today. This is a city-wide gala for the capitalists. Maybe this gala can attract sponsorship for our company. Even if you don't like the performance, you have to be patient."
A Ran stopped and looked at her manager in a very firm tone: "You know very well that I hate that song the most. I have so many hit songs, why do you have to let me sing this one?"
Manager: "I didn't ask you to sing this song. The organizer specifically asked you to sing this song. I also know that you still care about Xiaomu, but it's been so many years since the incident."
"Brother, button number 4 in the elevator has been chipped off. Looks like we have no choice but to go up the stairs." Baili Xin stood at the elevator entrance and saw Xia Chi go in and come out with a pout.
Baili Xin stuck his head into the elevator and took a look. The TV station had 21 floors in total. All the floor buttons were there except for the fourth one, which was knocked off.
He patted Xia Chi's shoulder soothingly: "We can take the bus to the third floor first, and then walk from the third floor to the fourth floor."
Xia Chi's originally disappointed look suddenly brightened up again: "What a good idea! Why didn't I think of it?"
A flash of inspiration: “…”
Because you have a dog brain.
"Hey, what are you two doing on the fourth floor?"
An impatient voice behind the two men called out to them. Baili Xin turned around and saw that the two men who were arguing just now had stopped talking. The fashionable young man with gray hair even walked towards him and asked the same question as he walked.
Xia Chi looked at Baili Xin inquiringly.
Baili Xin: "We have been asked to go to Studio 8 to deal with supernatural events."
Ah Ran subconsciously touched his neck and turned to look at his agent: "Studio 8, what's going on?"
The agent had no choice but to tell A-ran about the fall that happened a few days ago.
Ah Ran sneered after hearing this: "Superstition, there are no ghosts in this world. It was just an accident, could it be that the TV station thought it was Lin Mu's ghost? If Ah Mu's ghost was really alive, how could those people still live so happily? They would have died a long time ago."
The manager's face changed when he heard this, and he quickly pushed the gray-haired young man's arm, "Ah Ran! You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."
A Ran's face was gloomy. He tightened his face, pursed his lips and said nothing. Then he turned and walked outside.
Seeing the young man leaving, the agent quickly winked at the four bodyguards, "Hurry, hurry, catch up and take him to the nanny car."
After the four men in black chased Nainai Hui away, the agent turned around and looked at Baili Xin and Xia Chi.
He looked at Baili Xin and gave a kind smile: "Young man, if you want to go to the fourth floor, you can't take the elevator. The elevator on the fourth floor has been closed for a long time. You can only take the stairs."
"Just treat what A Ran said just now as a gust of wind, and let it go in one ear and out the other. This kid is used to being unruly on weekdays." The manager's smile did not change, but a cold light of threat gradually appeared in his eyes. "I shouldn't see any weird remarks in the gossip media, right?"
Xia Chi: "Do you think we will tell the paparazzi what the white-haired guy just said? Come on, is that white-haired guy famous? Who is he?"
The agent stood there in a daze, his expression somewhat shocked.
It was obvious that he couldn't believe that someone didn't know his A-Ran.
Unfortunately, not only are there people here that I don’t know, but there are two of them.
"You really don't know who he is?" the agent finally asked suspiciously.
Xia Chi had long disliked these people: "If he doesn't know me, then he doesn't know me. It's not about money. Does he expect everyone to know him?"
The manager looked at Xia Chi's angry expression and backed off. He smiled awkwardly at the two of them and said, "I was too nervous about our artist and gave you a bad impression. Forget it if you don't know me. Goodbye."
He came in forcefully and left in a hurry. He was aggressive from the start and left without even a final word of apology.
The elevator had been stopped for a long time. Seeing that the elevator was about to start the alarm, Xia Chi quickly pulled Baili Xin into the elevator and pressed the 3rd floor button while complaining: "Who is this person? So rude."
The elevator slowly moved upwards, and Xia Chi's eyes fell on the poster at the moment the elevator door closed.
This is a group photo of celebrities. Judging from the title, it is a poster for an evening party, and the time is 7:30 in the evening two days later.
Xia Chi scanned the poster and his eyes fell on the person in the middle of the first row of the poster. "Brother, isn't this the person just now?"
"Standing in the center of the poster, could this person really be a big star? Let me see his name."
In fact, A Ran’s position is not the C position. The C position is the person next to A Ran.
It was a woman. Although the poster shrunk everyone together, the woman could attract everyone's attention at a glance.
No one on the entire poster is wearing red clothes, only the woman is wearing a red dress.
She was like a flame in the night sky, instantly becoming the focus of the entire poster.
Women are very beautiful, but beautiful people are generally similar, but there is something else about women’s beauty besides just being beautiful.
Baili Xin thought about it and a word appeared in his mind: charm.
The names of several important actors were written next to the poster. Xia Chi easily found the name of the gray-haired young man on the poster: Luo Ran.
Baili Xin glanced calmly at the name of the woman in the red dress: Luo Mei.
After finding the name of the gray-haired star, Xia Chi took out his phone from his pocket and typed the name into the browser's search engine with ease.
The moment you press the "OK" button, countless entries appear on your phone.
Opening the authoritative introduction at the top, Xia Chi read it silently.
"Luo Ran, one of the most anticipated stars of the new generation."
"He debuted at the age of 16 and has been in the industry for ten years. He was once a member of the most popular band 'Midsummer'. Following the death of his band partner Lin Mu, Luo Ran left the entertainment industry for two years. When he was 21, he returned to the entertainment industry as a singer and actor and became popular again."
"Lin Mu..." Xia Chi stared at the name for two seconds, "Why does this name sound so familiar?"
"Ah, I remember now," Xia Chi poked his head out from the phone screen, "Brother, Lin Mu, isn't he the one who died in the accident in Studio 8?"
Baili Xin also focused his eyes on the smartphone screen: "It's him."
Xia Chi: "Just now this guy named Luo Ran seemed to say that if Lin Mu's ghost was really here, the other people would have died long ago. Is there something going on here?"
The elevator slowly stopped on the third floor. Baili Xin shrugged, "I don't know either."
He pulled Xia Chi, who was about to walk out of the elevator, and pressed a 5 on the elevator.
Under Xia Chi's puzzled gaze, Baili Xin pointed to the poster that reappeared because the elevator door closed, "The studio for this evening party happens to be on the fifth floor. Let's go from here and take a look at the big star."
"Are you interested in big stars?" Xia Chi didn't believe Baili Xin's nonsense, but he didn't dwell on it. He stood beside Baili Xin obediently, lowered his head and looked at his phone and asked casually, "Brother, what's my brother-in-law's name in this dungeon?"
Baili Xin: "Shen Mo, what's wrong?"
Xia Chi: "Nothing, didn't you say that Gefu is also a star? Let me see how good he is. Tell me his name quickly."
"..." Baili Xin took a deep look at Xia Chi, "I said his name is Shen Mo, surname Shen, given name Mo, inexplicably Mo."
Xia Chi: “.”
What a crappy name.
Shrinking his head towards the phone, Xia Chi quickly typed in the name and pressed the search button to ease the embarrassment.
As the results came out, Xia Chi exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, Shen Mo, the Grand Slam winner. Brother, you found a treasure."
Baili Xin looked over curiously. Xia Chi held up his phone with great interest. "How much money does he have in his hand? Movie King, isn't he a hundred times stronger than Luo Ran just now? It must be Goff. He is the lone and invincible existence in any dungeon. What kind of big boss script is this?"
"Hey, brother, Goff also graduated from x University?"
Xia Chi's questioning tone drew Baili Xin's attention away, "Yeah, who else is it?"
"Wait a minute, let me confirm it," Xia Chi said as he quickly typed a name on his phone and held it up in front of Baili Xin. "I was wondering if this university looked familiar. Look, Lin Mu is also from this school."
Baili Xin took the phone from Xia Chi and looked at it carefully.
What is displayed on the phone at this moment is Lin Mu’s personal introduction, with a personal photo in the upper right corner.
In the square photo, there is a boy who looks very handsome.
He looked to be about twenty years old, smiled shyly, and had small but clear eyes.
The face is round and a little bit baby fat.
Her facial features are very beautiful, with a neutral beauty between masculine and feminine.
After looking at the photo, Baili Xin's eyes fell on the introduction next to the photo.
Lin Mu was only 22 years old when he died. At the age of 20, he was discovered while participating in a singing program outside of school. Later, he signed with an agency and formed a duo band with Luo Ran, who was only 16 years old.
There is also a photo of the two of them in the introduction. Although Lin Mu's face looks round, his body is very thin, and Luo Ran is not as arrogant as he is now.
Luo Ran in the photo is thin and small, with shyness in his eyes, his facial features have not yet opened, and he exudes the youthful aura of a young boy.
Lin Mu smiled and hugged Luo Ran, protecting him like a brother. Luo Ran leaned close to Lin Mu, looking very relaxed.
Xia Chi: "These two people seem to have a good relationship."
Baili Xin didn't say anything and continued to watch Lin Mu's introduction.
The cause of Lin Mu's death was briefly mentioned above, which was similar to what he heard from the crew assistant.
Xia Chi: "Two brothers who were so close, if one of them dies, the other must be very shocked. No wonder Luo Ran hasn't entered the entertainment industry for two years."
Baili Xin: "Which university did Luo Ran attend?"
Xia Chi: "It seems that Luo Ran didn't go to X University. You can search it."
Baili Xin typed Luo Ran's name into his phone: "I found it. He participated in a singing and dancing competition during the summer vacation of his second year in high school when he was 16 years old. After his debut, he formed a group with Lin Mu. A year later, the band gradually became popular, and he was admitted to the x Music Academy in the same year."
"A year later, Lin Mu had an accident. The last time Luo Ran appeared in public was when he attended Lin Mu's funeral. After that, he disappeared for two years."
"In the past two years, he has not only disappeared from the public eye, but also taken a leave of absence from university."
"Two years later, he dropped out and was admitted to the Music Department of X University, becoming an alumnus of his deceased teammate."
"Some people say that he enrolled in the music department of X University to help Lin Mu finish school, which he did not graduate from. Others say that Luo Ran is exploiting his relationship with Lin Mu to pave the way for his re-debut."
"Those who love him say that his love is genuine, while those who criticize him say that he is hypocritical and disturbs the peace of the forest."
The elevator door opened again and we arrived at the fifth floor.
Baili Xin had just finished reading this paragraph. He returned the phone to Xia Chi and asked, "Xia Chi, what do you think?"
Xia Chi, who was suddenly called out, raised his head instantly: "Ah?"
"How I see it... it's hard to say."
"I feel like Luo Ran is not necessarily consuming trees because the cost is too high."
"It takes another two years, and I have to retake the exam and re-enroll."
"If he really wanted to exploit Lin Mu, he should have done so when Lin Mu had just died. I even feel that when he came out two years later, he wanted to..."
Baili Xin: "What are you thinking about?"
Following Baili Xin out of the elevator, Xia Chi rubbed the tip of his nose and said, "I want the public not to forget Lin Mu."
Baili Xin: "..."
The fifth floor was very busy. As soon as they got off the elevator, they saw people busy in the corridor.
It seems like walking is afraid of wasting time, so everyone just runs.
There was a constant sound of horns coming from a room, and the source of the sound happened to be on the path the two had to pass.
When I passed by the studio, the door was not closed.
The two of them stuck their heads out and looked inside, and saw a group of dancers rehearsing a dance on the stage under the spotlights and numerous crane cameras.
It was obvious that there were several groups of people sitting below. It should be that the dance troupes were sitting together, and the stars were sitting together.
Several staff members hurried out of the studio, "Is the actress coming today? Did you get through on the phone? What did she say?"
"We've contacted her agent, and he said that the actress could spare half an hour to rehearse, around this time. She won't stand us up, right?"
"At this time, at this time, what time is this time?" The bearded man who seemed to be the director anxiously glanced at his watch. "Let the next program go through the process first. Go to the door and see if the actress has arrived. Then call their agent and ask."
"Hey, Director Zhou, why is your back full of sweat? Who made you so anxious?" Just as the director finished speaking, a silver bell-like voice came from behind them.
Baili Xin and Xia Chi huddled quietly at the door, minimizing their presence.
He looked behind the director and saw a graceful woman in high heels walking slowly towards the elevator.
The woman's seaweed-like wavy hair was draped softly on her shoulders. Her facial features were absolutely stunning and her every frown and smile were like that of a fox that had been practicing for a thousand years.
Seeing the woman coming, the director was immediately overjoyed, "My charming queen, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you."
"The performance is the day after tomorrow. You haven't been to a single rehearsal. We have to set up the scene tomorrow. Today is the final rehearsal time. Let's just go through the motions."
I originally thought that a big shot like Luo Mei would be followed by countless bodyguards, but she was only followed by a smartly dressed man.
There is no one else.
Hearing the director's voice, the man next to Luo Mei spoke up: "Director Zhou, you know how busy our sister Mei is. She just finished filming the crew's scenes this afternoon and rushed over here. We only have ten minutes, you know."
Director: "Yes, yes, of course I know that the Queen of Meiying is a busy person. No more nonsense, let's get started. The accompaniment is ready. Queen of Meiying, when you sing, there will be dancers beside you. The camera positions will be these. I sent you the time for camera switching before. Have you checked it?"
The woman fiddled with her hair. "I'm too busy to watch it, but I'll try my best to cooperate."
The man checked his watch: "9 minutes left."
The director hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded, "Okay, let's go to rehearsal."
Although there are only two people, the aura of these two people is much stronger than that of Luo Ran and his companions just now.
The woman walked straight into the hall. When she passed through the door, she paused slightly, glanced slightly, and her eyes seemed to linger on Baili Xin and Xia Chi.
Watching the woman walk into the studio, Xia Chi whispered in Baili Xin's ear: "Brother, shall we go? It's seven forty-five."
Baili Xin stared at the woman's back and said, "Let's wait and see. We can leave after she finishes her performance."
Xia Chi glanced at Baili Xin's focused gaze, opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly closed it.
Brother, you are a married man. If you stare at a beautiful woman like this, be careful that your husband will get jealous.
Baili Xin did not notice Xia Chi's gaze. All his attention was now on the woman.
For some reason, this woman gave him a strange feeling.
But he couldn't tell what was strange about it.
The originally bustling studio gradually became quiet with the arrival of the woman. Under the guidance of the staff, the woman went backstage and walked onto the stage with a microphone.
The accompaniment and dance were in place almost within a minute.
They tried their best to coordinate with the women's schedule.
Judging from the microphone in the woman's hand, her performance should be singing.
As the accompaniment sounded, just as Baili Xin had guessed, she began to sing.
The melodious singing voice was so penetrating that it instantly cut through the air and filled every corner of the studio.
The entrance was far away from the stage, but when Baili Xin and Xia Chi stood at the entrance, the woman's singing was so clear that it seemed as if it was right next to their ears.
The moment the song was heard, the already quiet studio became even quieter. Everyone stood there in a trance, stopped what they were doing, and looked up at the singing woman on the stage.
Baili Xin turned his head to look at Xia Chi, and saw that Xia Chi had a dazed expression and his eyes were full of obsession.
Baili Xin: "..."
Suddenly, Xia Chi didn't know what happened, his whole body spasmed, and his expression returned to normal.
He frowned and rubbed his head, then glanced at Baili Xin beside him with an aggrieved look.
Baili Xin: "…What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Xia Chi pursed his lips, "My brain is leaking electricity."
Baili Xin: “.”
Tan Yue, it’s not easy to take care of children.
He looked towards the stage again, and saw something flickering and swaying faintly behind the woman on the stage.
Baili Xin blinked and looked again, but the swaying thing was gone.
"Let's go," Baili Xin pulled the poor Xia Chi beside her when the woman sang to the end, "I don't want to listen anymore."
Xia Chi covered his head and shook his head, then followed Baili Xin obediently, "Okay."
Halfway through the walk, they suddenly heard loud applause from behind. Xia Chi looked behind him and said, "Brother, this woman looks like a fox."
Baili Xin: "What do you mean?"
Xia Chi: "Just now, for a moment, I got the King Zhou experience card. I was in a trance, as if I saw heaven."
Baili Xin: “.”
Let’s talk less. After all, our little heads can’t withstand too many electric shocks.
If this continues, Tan Yue might just change his name to the King of Thunder and Lightning.
After walking about a few dozen meters, unlike the bustling studio behind me, the staircase was pitch black.
The voice-controlled lights above my head gradually went out as I approached the stairs. The dim light was like a clear line that completely separated the bustling studio from the quiet and dark corridor.
Xia Chi had already stuck completely to Baili Xin, refusing to even move away from him.
Both of them turned on the flashlights in their backpacks, and in the extremely dark stairs, they slowly walked down to the fourth floor.
Just when they were halfway there, Xia Chi's breathing suddenly became heavier. He also squeezed the arm that had been holding Baili Xin tightly, "Brother, brother, there seemed to be a shadow flashing by there just now."
Xia Chi held a flashlight in one hand and pointed in a direction tremblingly.
That was the corner of the stairs on the fourth floor. Baili Xin looked in the direction Xia Chi pointed. It was the only light in the darkness. Apart from the angular walls and the stair railings, there was nothing else.
But Xia Chi's sixth sense has always been sharp, Baili Xin became alert and pulled Xia Chi behind him.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
The two of them went down two more flights of stairs, and just when they were about to reach the fourth floor, there was a sudden sound of something falling to the ground outside.
With a "bang" sound, Xia Chi's face suddenly changed in fright.
He immediately covered his mouth with his hands and bit his lips hard to prevent himself from making any sound.
After the sound of falling, there was the rustling of footsteps and the friction of clothes.
In the darkness, business seemed to come from all directions.
Xia Chi was about to cry, and he held his voice tightly, fearing that his mistake would cause trouble to Baili Xin.
Where Xia Chi couldn't see, Baili Xin's expression became somewhat cold.
He waved the flashlight twice towards the staircase on the fourth floor and said in a cold voice: "Is this kind of prank fun?"
The sound of footsteps and clothes rubbing against each other stopped abruptly.
A few seconds later, a mixed laugh sounded, and then a bright light suddenly attacked. The surroundings suddenly changed from dark to bright, and Xia Chi closed his eyes physiologically.
Baili Xin did not close his eyes, but just squinted slightly and looked towards the stairs vigilantly.
"Stop making trouble, stop making such a grim expression. I just want to test whether you are liars or you have real skills."
An indifferent voice sounded, and it sounded normal.
Xia Chi tentatively opened his eyes and saw several people standing at the staircase on the fourth floor. Some of them had bad intentions, while others looked at the two of them with scrutiny.
Baili Xin turned around and gave Xia Chi a soothing look: "You forgot what the guard said, someone was here before us, and it was just a prank by them, don't be afraid."
Xia Chi was stunned for two seconds, and finally realized that everything just now was just a prank, and suddenly became a little angry.
But then his eyes fell on a few people and found that he didn't recognize any of them.
These people are not players.
At least not the players who came in with them.
There were three people standing at the door. Two of them were wearing priest robes and seemed to be together. The third one was wearing a loose priest robe and a necklace made of animal teeth around his neck.
If it wasn't a supernatural being, Xia Chi wouldn't be afraid. He stood up from behind Baili Xin and stood in front of him like a protector. He stared at the three people and asked, "Who are you?"
Priest A: "We? Can't you see? Of course, we were hired to exorcise demons just like you. But unlike you half-baked ones, we are professionals."
Xia Chi: "Who do you call a half-witted person?"
Priest B raised the cross necklace hanging around his neck and said, "At least we won't scream when we hear any noise."
Xia Chi's face flushed, he bit his lip and whispered, "I didn't scream."
The girl in the priest's uniform glared at the two priests and then smiled at Baili Xin and Xia Chi: "It's almost eight o'clock. You should be the only ones missing. Come and gather quickly."
Baili Xin and Xia Chi looked at each other and walked away.
The strong light just now was the voice-controlled lights in the corridor. Studio 8 is located at the staircase entrance on the fourth floor. You can directly see the iron door of Studio 8 after walking out of the staircase.
Baili Xin asked the most gentle-looking priest: "Excuse me, are you here early?"
Priest: "Not early, I am the third one to arrive, and they are the first two. Don't pay attention to them, they also scared me when I came. Every time someone comes, they both scare them."
Baili Xin looked at the two calm priests and asked, "How many people are here in total?"
Priest: "Including you, there are 8 people."
Baili Xin: "8 people... When was the last person to come before us?"
Priest: "About half an hour ago, I can't remember."
Baili Xin: "Oh, thank you."
There was no glass outside the studio. Following the three people and pushing open the iron door of the studio, Baili Xin and Xia Chi discovered that the lights were on inside the studio.
In addition to these three people, there are three other people in the studio.
One was a man wearing Taoist robes, one was a monk wearing monk's robes, and the other was dressed in black. Judging from their clothes, it was impossible to tell what their occupations were.
When entering the studio, Baili Xin glanced at the time in the taskbar. There were still five minutes until eight o'clock.
When they came in, the other three were sitting on their own chairs, without any communication.
After bringing the people in, the only female priestess said generously: "Look, we have two more helpers."
"Two helpers?" The Taoist stroked his goat-like beard, stood up and looked at Baili Xin and Xia Chi cautiously, "You look very young. May I ask, who is your master?"
Baili Xin: "I have no sect or school. I am a haunted house sleep tester, and he is my younger brother."
"Haunted house sleep tester?" Priest A suddenly sneered, "Isn't this a scam profession that has just become popular in recent years? I heard that you can make money just by lying down. I really envy you. But this is not the kind of place where you can pick up bargains. I advise you two little brothers to leave quickly, otherwise you won't be able to leave even if you want to."
Baili Xin ignored the priest's sarcasm and sat down with Xia Chi.
As soon as he sat down, he began to look around the room.
On the stage in the distance, the overhead shelf fell down and hit the stage which has not been cleaned up yet.
In addition, there were a lot of broken glass fragments on the ground, and almost all the light tubes on the stage were shattered, only the wall lamps on both sides were still intact.
I don't know why, but the studio was a mess, but no one was hired to clean it up and it remained the same.
From where he was standing, he could vaguely see some bloodstains on the stage.
"There was an accident here two days ago. Someone was injured by a falling shelf. The blood was left by the victim at that time."
Just as Baili Xin focused his attention on the bloodstains, a voice appeared in his ears.
He looked up and saw that the young man in a black windbreaker, whose occupation was unclear, had walked up to him at some point.
Baili Xin frowned secretly and looked at the man nonchalantly.
His hearing has always been pretty good, so he wouldn't notice anyone approaching him.
There must be something about this young man.
Perhaps he noticed Baili Xin's doubts again, so the young man continued, "My profession is a psychic. Haha, they don't think highly of me either."
He did not intentionally lower his voice when he said this. After hearing this, the priest scratched his head embarrassedly, but did not say anything.
Baili Xin's eyes slowly swept over the young man.
Although the young man was smiling, there was an inexplicable gloomy atmosphere in his smile.
He is very tall, about 187cm tall.
He doesn't look very old, probably around 23 or 24.
Although he is young, his eyes are calm and profound, which is rarely seen in his peers.
Although his smile was gloomy, it carried with it a natural awe-inspiring righteousness.
The originally contradictory temperaments appeared simultaneously in the young man.
But Baili Xin soon let it go.
Maybe it’s because he’s a psychic by profession and has been dealing with ghosts for many years, so it’s inevitable that he has been contaminated by the negative energy of ghosts.
Time passed minute by minute. During the long and lonely wait, the monk kept his hands clasped together and chanted scriptures, while the Taoist priest was wiping his copper coin sword.
The priestess held a crystal ball in her hand. There was a flickering light in the crystal ball. I don’t know what she saw.
The two priests also sat quietly in their chairs, talking to each other.
As for the psychic, perhaps because he was ostracized by the others, he naturally sat next to Baili Xin and chatted with Baili Xin in a random manner.
Everyone else is like a taut string, only the psychic is bored, as if he is strolling in his own back garden.
"May I have your name?"
"How old are you this year?"
"How tall are you?"
"Whose songs do you like to listen to?"
"What color do you prefer?"
"Do you like sweet or salty rice dumplings?"
The psychic threw question after question at him, and his noisy but not harsh voice echoed throughout the room.
Baili Xin patiently answered the psychic's questions one by one.
Perhaps infected by the psychic's calmness, Xia Chi, who had been a little scared since entering the studio, looked much better miraculously and even came over.
"Hey, brother, you actually like blue."
"What? You like sweet zongzi? How can zongzi be sweet? Zongzi has to be salty."
The psychic glanced at Xia Chi and continued to look at Baili Xin: "What a coincidence, I also like to eat sweet rice dumplings. I found that we have a lot in common."
"By the way, what kind of boyfriend do you like? Gentle and considerate, or domineering and strong?"
Baili Xin gave the psychic a deep look and said, "Who told you that I like men?"