The man held him and walked downstairs.
Jing Jiujiu was nervous: "Turn right, the third room."
Bai Yuhuai paused, turned right, and came to the door of the third room.
The door opens into two parts and is carved with intricate patterns. The left side is filled with strong yin energy, while the right side is filled with strong yang energy. The two originally incompatible energies are connected together by the two opening and closing doors.
Yin on the left and Yang on the right, this is a seal to suppress evil spirits.
No wonder the boy does not have a hideous look or a completely devoid of character, despite having the ability to kill evil spirits miserably.
The man didn't move for a long time. Jing Jiujiu couldn't hold it in any longer and asked, "You don't know how to open the door?" "But that's normal. This door is prickly."
difficult to handle
It wasn't the door on the left that was prickling his hands, but the door on the left was sucking the negative energy out of his body; the door on the right was burning him.
The young man in his arms, however, knew nothing about this.
"It's my own door, I'll open it myself." Jing Jiujiu said in a low voice, and an umbrella suddenly flew up with the tip facing inwards, and pushed the door open.
I don’t know how long the umbrella has been left at the door.
He probably uses this thing to open doors often.
Will you learn your lesson after experiencing pain a few times
"The door is open, please let me in." Jing Jiujiu said dryly.
He finally realized that this man was not afraid of him at all. But he was a little afraid of men. The man was taciturn, cold, and eerie.
Bai Yuhuai didn't respond, but walked straight in holding the young man.
This bedroom is very spacious. On the left side of the door is a European-style bed with lace curtains, on the right side are sofas, coffee tables and desks. On the right side is a large bookcase against the wall.
But for some reason the books inside were taken out.
The words printed on the book are in square fonts, naturally carrying the square and majestic spirit between heaven and earth.
Therefore, it is often considered to be something that can drive away evil spirits and suppress ghosts.
There are seals on doors to suppress evil spirits, but books have to be hollowed out specially.
A little strange.
Bai Yuhuai lowered his gaze, walked to the sofa and put the boy down.
He asked, "Did you put the orange there?"
Jing Jiujiu's eyes lit up slightly.
Huh
He actually got it!
And you know I prepared it thoughtfully!
"Have you eaten? Is it delicious?" Jing Jiujiu asked hurriedly.
Of course Bai Yuhuai didn’t eat it. Who would eat an orange that was wrapped in the evil spirit of a little ghost
It's also quite strange that ghosts would prepare oranges for people.
"Is it sour?" Jing Jiujiu asked again.
Bai Yuhuai met his gaze. The young man looked at him eagerly, full of curiosity and desire.
Bai Yuhuai lowered his head, took out the orange, peeled it, and ate a slice: "It's sour."
The boy sighed when he heard it: "It must be because there are too many bugs on that tree, so the oranges it produces are sour."
Bai Yuhuai: "It's not ripe yet."
Jing Jiujiu: “…Oh.”
Jing Jiujiu blushed a little.
Bai Yuhuai did not stay long, nor did he make any more hand gestures. He curled up his slender fingers, gathered the uneaten orange in his palm, then turned and walked out.
"Do you want me to open the door for you?" Jing Jiujiu asked.
"No need." Bai Yuhuai said, pushed the door open again with one hand, and walked out, without any sign of being pricked.
This door is aimed at me.
Jing Jiujiu said in a good mood.
Bai Yuhuai paused at the door, turned around, and asked indifferently: "Would you like to have a share of breakfast tomorrow?"
He treats me like a human being!
Jing Jiujiu breathed a sigh of relief.
Since they don't know I'm a ghost, that means I haven't lost face as a ghost! My dignity is still there!
Jing Jiujiu hurriedly shook his head: "No thanks." After thinking for a while, he added: "Thank you."
Bai Yuhuai had never seen such a polite and gentle ghost.
He didn't ask any more questions, and this time he really turned around and walked away.
The ghost wall set up in the stairwell has disappeared. Several MCs, including the director team, are timidly climbing upstairs while shouting: "Brother Bai? Brother Bai, where are you?" "Is it because of disrepair? Brother Bai, what hole did you fall into? Brother Bai, make a sound and we can hear you!"
"Brother Bai!"
Bai Yuhuai walked downstairs slowly: "Nothing happened upstairs, just a picture frame was broken."
Everyone was startled at first, then they laughed as if relieved: "We were so scared, we thought Brother Bai was gone just now."
"Brother Bai, didn't you encounter anything else upstairs? For example, you just can't stop walking in one place?"
"No." Bai Yuhuai said.
Hearing this, everyone felt more relieved.
The photographer couldn't help scratching his head in embarrassment: "Am I feeling wrong?"
Lao Cao laughed: "Did Brother Yang stay up late last night? Is this a hallucination?"
Photographer Yang Ge couldn't explain it either: "Maybe."
Yun Xin couldn't help but ask: "Then... where is the tableware?"
"What tableware?" Bai Yuhuai asked.
"There's just an extra set of tableware in the sink, neatly arranged, very beautiful. There's even a word 'Jing' engraved on it, as if it was custom-made at a high price..."
Bai Yuhuai's eyes moved slightly.
Obviously, it was that young man who put it there.
Bai Yuhuai suddenly remembered the boy looking at him and asking eagerly if the oranges were delicious.
How many years has he been dead
Was it because he hadn't tasted the food of the world for a long time that he valued it so much? Even though he knew he couldn't eat anything, he still carefully placed the plate, as if he was enjoying the food like a human being, and he didn't forget to put the plate into the sink.
Bai Yuhuai restrained his thoughts and asked calmly, "Isn't this a common horror movie cliché?"
"Yes, Brother Bai is right! We are too nervous." Lao Cao responded.
The little robot also returned upstairs. It went into Jing Jiujiu's bedroom and asked, "How is it?"
Jing Jiujiu shook her head: "He is not afraid of me at all."
The little robot thought, it seems so. When the man returned to the first floor, he was still extremely calm.
"I have to think of a way." Jing Jiujiu murmured.
Soon it was half past nine in the evening and everyone started to allocate their own rooms.
"Ji Meng should live in the first room on the left on the second floor."
"The second room on Xiangqi's left hand."
"It seems like there aren't enough rooms on the second floor..."
Yun Xin asked, "Isn't this castle very big?"
"We can only live together in the main building. If we live in other buildings, it will be very unsafe. Not to mention ghosts, it would be terrible if a thief came." Lao Cao explained.
"Then..." Yun Xin frowned.
Bai Yuhuai said, "I live on the third floor."
Kong Xiangqi swallowed her saliva and said, "No one lives on the third floor, how can Brother Bai live there alone?"
Yu Shaoguang also looked shocked: "Yes, didn't Kong Xiangqi say that Master Jing died in the bedroom on the third floor?"
"It's okay." Bai Yuhuai said calmly.
Ji Meng gritted his teeth and said, "How about I live on the third floor with Brother Bai? That way there will be more room on the second floor. The two of us can also be more courageous."
Others also wanted to curry favor with Bai Yuhuai at this time.
So everyone started talking too: "Forget it, how about I live on the third floor? I just shot a zombie movie a while ago, so I have some experience." "Brother Bai, switch with me."
"No need, I like quiet time, and this is a good opportunity for me to read the script." Bai Yuhuai interrupted their enthusiasm with a word.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they remembered that Bai Yuhuai seemed to be about to join a group.
I heard it’s a movie directed by Director Cui
It’s probably going to be another award-winning drama!
How dare they disturb him? So they all nodded, and did not forget to compliment him: "Brother Bai even stayed up late to read the script while recording the show, he is so dedicated!"
The rooms were divided like this. A hint of disappointment flashed across Ji Meng's face, but he quickly disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, several MCs carried their luggage upstairs.
On the way, Bai Yuhuai lent a hand to the two female stars, and then carried the box to the third floor by himself.
The program crew will not accompany us from now on.
They will only leave a few photographers and countless cameras here, and the rest will retreat to the foot of the mountain, along with the medical team prepared in advance. They will wait there and only regularly send supplies to the mountain until the program is recorded.
This is done to create a better atmosphere, so that the program will not be recorded too fake and the audience will not buy it.
As the people withdrew, the castle soon fell silent.
Several lights also lit up one after another.
"Is there electricity?" Jing Jiujiu looked up and saw the crystal chandelier shining with sparkling light.
Before arriving, the program crew went to the power company to apply for power restoration in advance to avoid unnecessary accidents.
Jing Jiujiu could vaguely guess some of this.
He hasn't watched TV for a long time. After all, it's very tiring to rely on ghost power alone.
Jing Jiujiu turned on the TV in the bedroom without thinking and found a few movies.
From "Home Alone", to "The Little Detective", to "La Vie en Rose"... he watched them all in one go and had a blast.
The little robot couldn't help but remind him not to lose his ambition due to material things.
Jing Jiujiu squatted in front of the cabinet and took out a few more films, which were printed with "The Grudge", "Sadako 2", and "Human Skin Lantern"...
He picked one out.
Little robot:
"I'll learn how other ghosts scare people." Jing Jiujiu licked her lips and said with self-awareness: "I may not have the talent to be a ghost."
"But it's all just a matter of learning. Work experience is accumulated!" He was very confident.
The little robot opened its mouth.
That does make some sense.
So it stopped bothering and quietly retreated.
In order to fully experience the horror atmosphere and put what she had learned into practice, Jing Jiujiu turned up the volume to the maximum and started playing.
Everyone had just taken a shower and returned to bed.
The shower head was broken a long time ago, and there was no hot water supply on the mountain, so they could only rely on electricity to boil water to wash their hair and take a bath. Although it was a bit troublesome, at least they could wash.
Kong Xiangqi was wrapped in a bathrobe, curled up on the bed, and looked around the room carefully.
This castle was really beautiful, the murals on the walls were lifelike, and every detail was exquisite. But once covered with the shadow of death and the dust of time, those beautiful patterns became weird.
Don't be afraid, it's okay.
This is not the first time I have recorded such a program.
Kong Xiangqi comforted herself with a few words and then lay down.
In the night, when it was so quiet that the sound of insects could hardly be heard, a low voice seemed to be gradually heard.
Were they chatting? Kong Xiangqi felt a little nervous, and instinctively grabbed the quilt tightly and turned over.
But after turning over, the whispering sound seemed clearer.
There was also the sound of nails scratching the floor.
Kong Xiangqi's hair stood on end.
In the next room, Ji Meng walked out holding a pillow and carrying a bag of snacks. He took a deep breath, suppressed his instinctive fear of the dark, and then went straight to the third floor and knocked on the door.
The door opened quickly.
Bai Yuhuai was standing there in a loose bathrobe: "What's up?"
Ji Meng said nervously: "A little, a little scared." He looked up at Bai Yuhuai: "Brother Bai, can I stay in the same room with you tonight?"
"cannot."
"..." Ji Meng choked. He didn't expect Bai Yuhuai to refuse so straightforwardly.
Ji Meng asked in a low voice: "Brother Bai, didn't you hear that... that sound like someone was talking? There was also a very strange sound mixed in..."
Bai Yuhuai: "I heard it."
If he can't hear it from such a close distance, he must be deaf.
"It's this voice, it's so scary! Brother Bai, please let me stay with you!" Ji Meng looked like he was about to cry.
This young man, who was so well-behaved during the day, now had tears in his eyes as he looked at Bai Yuhuai.
"The noise upstairs is quite loud. If you go back to your room or live with Cao Wen, you won't be able to hear it." Bai Yuhuai didn't want to talk to him. He said coldly, "I still need to read the script."
As soon as he finished speaking, he closed the door.
Ji Meng stood there stiffly, tightening the pillow in his arms.
He wanted to knock on the door again, but he didn't have the confidence that Bai Yuhuai would let him in.
The eerie voice kept lingering in his ears, and Ji Meng felt more and more frightened.
He didn't have the courage to stay any longer, so he had to go back to the second floor.
Who knew that Ji Meng had just gone downstairs.
In the silent night, a shrill scream suddenly rang out, and the scream did not sound like one coming from a human being.
"Fuck! Lao Cao! Lao Cao!"
"Open the door, open the door quickly!"
Several MCs were startled and got up from the bed, knocked on the door and gathered together.
Bai Yuhuai on the third floor heard the voice and frowned slightly.
Not a ghost.
There is no sign of Yin Qi intrusion.
Bai Yuhuai stood up, walked to the door of the evil ghost boy, and knocked twice, but the person inside seemed not to hear him. So he pushed the door open and asked, "What are you looking at?"
In the bedroom where the lights were flickering, the boy curled up into a ball.
On the TV opposite, a picture of a woman in white slowly climbing down the stairs with a twisted body was playing.
The young man suddenly flew up, turned his head to see Bai Yuhuai, and then suddenly dived into his arms.
Bai Yuhuai froze: "..."
This female ghost is so scary!
Why are horror movies so scary!
Jing Jiujiu bit her lips and couldn't utter a word.
Bai Yuhuai instinctively reached out and supported his waist, which was thin and soft.
Jing Jiujiu clung tightly to the person in front of her.
Very good!
It's a human being!
There is a living person here!
Only then did Bai Yuhuai vaguely sense from the boy... that he was trembling.
Bai Yuhuai: “…”
Is he afraid of ghosts
The little robot arrived late and stood numbly outside the door, watching the man and ghost hugging each other inside, listening to the howling and screaming downstairs, and the intimidation progress bar skyrocketed.
It's powerless to complain.
What the hell is this reverse intimidation technique