At present, there are little ghosts inside Pei Xiaoying's corpse outside the ancestral hall, and the little ghost brother'Blue Shadow Ghost' who has just been expelled, they must be waiting for the arrival of the blood umbrella ghost.
At that time, the combination of the power of three fierce ghosts in a family may be able to break the little power of warding off evil spirits left in the ancestral hall. At that time, we people will become fish on the board, and others will become swords. Are we not? Let the ghost slaughter
The form is not optimistic.
"Xiaodu, don't you know how to get rid of evil spirits?" Sister Qiu pushed her glasses.
I smiled bitterly and shook my head, my face turned straight, and said in a condensed voice, "I will open the skylight to everyone. With my little tricks, it is difficult to keep myself at the critical moment, let alone take care of others."
Upon hearing this, the three of them were silent.
"How about giving up here and continuing to escape?" Dahu asked impatiently.
"Let’s not say that we have a severely injured Tian Songberry. Moreover, Meng Yishuang has just released the ghost possession, and basically has no power. Just say you and me, the four intact people, if you dare to step out of the ancestral hall at this moment, it may be. It was devoured by zombie imps and blue shadow male ghosts."
"Unless luck is overwhelming, and if you leave this place without being noticed by the'brother Yinling', then you may have escaped. But think about it, inexplicably trapped here, this is a manifestation of your luck at a low point. In this situation, do you expect the miracle of bottoming out in terms of luck?"
I calmly told the three of them.
"You can't hope for a miracle, it will die faster." Xu Fulong frowned and agreed with me.
"Then what, do you just stay here waiting for the catastrophe?" Dahu stood up and circled the place, very impatient.
The few of us bowed our heads, and no one answered Dahu's words.
"Sit down and wait for death is not a way, but is there any better way for me?"
These words were turning over and over in my heart, and I felt instinctively that the time when the three fierce ghosts came in was not far away, and there was really no way to escape by then.
I didn't think of a way to deal with that family's Yinling, but I thought of a crucial question.
Slowly raising my head, the flame image reflected in my pupils, I looked at the three people deeply, and said in a solid voice, "Everything has a cause and effect. There is no love without a reason, let alone hatred without a reason."
"A family of three blood umbrella ghosts, why are you chasing you and me? Look at this environment..."
I mean the ancestral hall and the night sky above.
The three of them looked suspiciously around with my gestures, and did not understand what I meant, their eyes stopped returning to my face.
"Oh, this weird space is very vast. According to what we have seen so far, there is an old movie theater with a large lake in front. A large circle around the lake is a dirt road with hands and feet. The other side is all In the forest, there are a few zombies hidden in it."
"It takes a long time to pass through the jungle, which is enough to explain the hugeness of the jungle area, followed by the wilderness without seeing the edge. There is such an ancient ancestral hall equivalent to the ruins in the wilderness, leaving a little power of warding off evil spirits."
"This is only the area we can see. I suspect that there is a larger area waiting ahead. What is the end of the wilderness? I don't know."
"So, judging by our senses, this place is big enough, isn't it?"
I looked at the three people seriously, and they nodded, no
Speaking means let me finish the next words.
Taking a deep breath, I went on.
"Such a large area, this is a big deal! As far as Yinling is concerned, it is definitely not easy to control such a huge spiritual space. Perhaps it will cost a painful price."
"But this family of fierce ghosts resolutely did this, and there is only one reason that can be explained, and that is, their resentment has reached the extreme, so we will kill us if we try to dissipate our souls."
"The problem here is big. Why did the Menggui family do this? The price paid is too great. Do you have anything to explain to me?"
I closed my mouth and stared at the three of them coldly.
There were sweat beads on the foreheads of the three of them, and they were shocked by what I said.
I observed that Xu Fulong and Dong Qiu's eyes were uncertain, as if they were thinking about starting points, but Dahu's eyes were perplexed, as if he didn't know why.
I have a bit of it in my mind.
"Brother Xu, I think you have a connection. If it's convenient, we'd better say it. If we can figure out where the grievances of the fierce ghosts come from, we just need to do the opposite, and set the'source of grievances.' If it is resolved, then the disaster will naturally disappear, otherwise, this fierce ghost who deliberately fights to the death will definitely live with us."
This is very beautiful. In fact, I am warning Xu Fukong not to tell lies. The consequences are very serious.
"Brother Jiang, in fact, you don’t ask, I’m always thinking about it, but until now, I’ve racked my brains and can think of the same thing, that is, the weird thing that happened during the filming of Super Pen Fairy. thing."
"Because Director Mo gave orders to the entire crew of the crew, no one would like to mention it. But now, you and my life will not be saved, and the crew should also explain the matter. I feel intuitively, There is a certain connection among them."
While Xu Fulong said this, he looked at Dong Qiu's face.
Sister Qiu took off her glasses, wiped the glasses with the placket, and said softly: "I also think it's time to say it, it seems that it was a chain reaction caused by that."
"What's the matter?" My eyes lit up and I hurriedly asked.
"Please pen fairy."
Dong Qiu and Xu Fulong said this at the same time.
Dahu sat back, his expression turned gloomy.
The corners of my eyes jumped violently, and I said in a condensed voice, "You are just making a movie. Could it be that the pen immortals were really invited in accordance with ancient rituals and spells? Isn't that death?"
"No, no, Xiaodu, don't get me wrong. We have made many horror films, and we still understand the taboos. Besides, the crew also invited a famous local Taoist leader to sit down. He reminded him not to be true. In accordance with the ancient ritual, please pen immortals."
Sister Qiu put on her bright eyes and replied in a low voice.
"Brother Jiang, in fact, what Sister Qiu meant was that evil things happened frequently after filming the invitation to the pen fairy, but we really only invited the pen fairy according to the magic spell and ritual we made up, and sent it away. It’s a fake ceremony, it’s impossible to really invite a pen immortal."
Xu Fulong added something.
After hearing this, I groaned, and then suddenly asked: "At that time, who was in the camera lens when I was shooting the pen fairy?"
Xu Fulong and Dong Qiu looked at each other, Sister Qiu slowly returned
Answer: "The people who entered the film images at that time are all here. Except for you, Xiaodu."
My pupils shrank sharply.
"Sister Qiu, do you and Director Mo also act?"
I asked inexplicably.
"It's not counted. It's just an impromptu number, and it can be considered a face in the film. Me, Dahu, and Mo Dao are of such a nature. The main actors are Yishuang, Fulong, Xiaoying and Song Berry."
Dong Qiu answered quietly.
The hairs on my back stand up.
"In other words, the people who fell here, excluding me, are the seven of you who were actually the actors in the highlight of the filming of the film?"
I stood up.
"That's right." Including Dahu, the three nodded together.
"Oh my god!"
I walked back and forth.
"A few pen cents were invited in the film. Isn't the title called The Great Fight?" I continued to ask.
"There are four pen immortals in the movie, but they are all women. These fierce spirits wore robes of different colors, draped in long hair, and made blue fangs. They all ended up after a few chaos... In the end, Except for the heroine who survived, everyone else died clean."
Xu Fulong stood up with a pale face, his lips were uncomfortable.
"Four female evil spirits? This is different from the family of three we met. Don't forget about this, Sister Qiu, tell me, after the filming of the self-directed and self-acted Pian Xian plot, what weird incident happened in the crew? "
Sister Qiu also stood up and recalled: "In the beginning, the props changed their positions inexplicably. For example, the dramatists placed tea sets or something, but as soon as they turned around, the tea cups changed positions, even upside down. Buckled."
"This kind of thing has happened several times. After Director Mo reprimanded the staff for doing things for not trying to find excuses, he was relieved. But after a week, there was a male role played. He was on the way to leave the crew and there was an accident. ."
"A tree that wasn't too tall fell down weirdly, and it happened to hit him. His life was fatal, but his leg bone was broken. He is currently undergoing treatment in the hospital. There is nothing serious about it."
"Then the crew members. After the male star was injured and admitted to the hospital, the crew fell ill one after another. All were sudden illnesses, enteritis, conjunctivitis, and encephalitis. There were more than a dozen ambulances. Fortunately, there were no deaths. But the whole crew is panicking."
"Later, the Taoist leader opened the altar to calm the scene. After that, until the whole play was finished, there were no more moths. Those days were simply unbearable to look back. The entire crew was nervous and scared as if they were full. The bowstring is trembling, fearful of when disaster will strike, the terrible taste is unforgettable."
Sister Qiu ended the narration and looked at me solemnly, mist condensing on her glasses.
"It can't be wrong, the blood umbrella female ghost family chased you and me, and the scene of asking the pen fairy when making a movie with you must have something to do with you. By the way, who made the spirit props for the pen fairy?"
I thought of the key question.
As soon as this question came out, I saw these people shake their bodies at the same time, and then, looking at each other, their eyes were horrified, and even I saw the hairs on the back of Sister Qiu's hands stand up one by one!
"It was Director Mo who made the props by himself."
The three of them suppressed their panic, turned their heads, and suddenly said something like this.
(End of this chapter)