"A magical item made by Director Mo? Did you see it with your own eyes?" I was taken aback.
I was suspicious of Director Mo, so I was not surprised to hear him come up. What surprised me was that Director Mo could actually make magical props? This is too unusual.
But Dahu said: "Xiaodu, it is not what we saw with our own eyes, but the props that Mo Dao brought out, but he personally said that these were made by himself, without any psychic ability. It’s just for the purpose of successfully filming the scene of summoning the pen fairy."
I blinked a few times, and overturned the assumption that Mo Daoben would make spiritual props.
But Director Mo said casually, no one saw him making this thing with his own eyes, then he might be lying.
After pondering for a while, I motioned the big guy to sit down around the campfire, but suddenly heard footsteps, and when I looked up, I saw Meng Yishuang walking back with his head lowered.
She felt our gaze, looked up, and said softly: "Sister Tian has gone to bed, but the wound is not too big, otherwise she has to be sutured, but her shoulder blade is cracked and it is swollen and tall. There is no doctor who can fix bones and no anti-inflammatory drugs. How can this be good?"
I nodded, giving way to my side.
Meng Yishuang walked over and sat down dejectedly. She hugged her knees with a melancholy expression in her eyes.
"Sister Tian, let's think of a solution. Right now, you have to tell me what kind of spirit recruiting tool Mo will hand over to everyone?"
I looked at Meng Yishuang comfortingly, then turned to look at Dong Qiu and the others.
"It's an old-looking square wooden board with a side length of about one foot. It is divided into many small grids with black lines. There are many strange runes drawn in the small grids, and there is a red ring pattern in the middle. ."
"When using it at midnight, light seven red candles next to this thing, then sharpen a pencil on the spot and stand inside the ring. All seven of us touched the pencil with our index fingers, but we didn’t use any force. Then, Yishuang leads the ceremony as the heroine of the movie."
"According to the mantra of our own Hu, we chanted seven mantras together, followed closely, and according to the plot, we invited Pen Xian, more than one, we got four at once. That's because someone was in the process of chanting the mantra. The serious consequences caused by the wrong spell, of course, these are movie plots."
Dong Qiu clarified the situation at the time.
"Where is that board?" I frowned.
"I was taken away by Mo Dao after filming the scene. Who cares where I put it?" Xu Fulong squeezed his hands and replied.
"If you say that the spell is fake and the ritual is made up by you, but the result is that weird things have happened since then, it can only be said that the reason lies in the magical props that Mo Dao brought. Possibly, that thing is really evil, you are here
Please, the pen fairy who does not exist, secretly, maybe it is the evil thing hidden in that thing. "
When I said this, Meng Yishuang and their faces turned pale at the same time.
"Brother Du, do you mean that Dao Mo deliberately harmed us?"
Meng Yishuang's voice trembled and couldn't believe it.
"Not necessarily. It is also possible that Modao was controlled by the evil spirits in the psychic plank, and what he did was not what he intended. In the absence of evidence, any possibility cannot be ignored, and we must not be wronged at will. Well, it would be great if he was here, and he could confront him on the spot."
I pondered for a while and gave a more appropriate answer.
Although I feel that there is a high possibility that Mo Dao will engage in ghosts, everything is just a subjective guess and cannot be determined before the truth is revealed.
"Xiaodu, I think what you said sounds reasonable, but there are some omissions." Dahu scratched his bald head and said in a low voice.
"Huh?" The four of us all turned to look at the big tiger.
"Hehe." Dahu put down his hands in embarrassment.
"Brother Tiger, you might as well say what you think of. Let's brainstorm. I am not smart myself. Those remarks are just speculation. If there is a loophole, I still can't notice it. If you can help me add it, That would be better." I hurriedly encouraged.
Well-developed limbs and simple mind are the impression left by a big tiger, but often such straight-minded people can see through problems at a glance.
He won't go into a winding astray, and most people who think they are smart will think simple things are complicated, and as a result, he will be confused by himself. This kind of thing is not uncommon.
"Then I'll just say it, okay, as a reference for everyone."
Dahu twisted his sturdy neck and made a knuckle noise.
This man is strong and has a match with the Tigers, and the name Big Tiger is really worthy of the name.
"You all said that the spells are fake and the rituals are fake. Therefore, I highly doubt that the spirit-recruiting props that Mo Dao brought are real. But I feel that the broken plank is not a big deal, and I also participated in the event. Shooting in the field, I feel at home. The more wicked one should be the weird shooting environment."
Dahu explained his views in as much detail as possible.
"Yes, how did I forget about this?" My eyes lit up.
It's not just me, but Dong Qiu and Xu Fulong also have the same annoyed expressions. How can people who think they are smart always get into the corner? The simplest things are ignored.
"Where was the scene that summoned the pen fairy was shot?" I looked at Meng Yishuang and the others.
"This movie was filmed under the sponsorship of the Xu family. The scene of summoning the pen fairy, in order to strive for a gloomy meaning, is located in a certain cemetery under the jurisdiction of the Xu family."
Xu Fulong grabbed his hair and said this embarrassingly.
"Cemetery, you run
Filming in the cemetery to summon the pen fairy? My dear, are you too courageous? No wonder big guys like Dahu feel that the shooting environment is gloomy, and the cemetery itself is an area where evil spirits are infested. By the way, you wouldn't really shoot at the cemetery at midnight, right? "
My startled eyes widened, and I shouted in my heart: "Modaoye, you old boy can really die."
"That's not true. Actually, the shooting started when night fell, but the movie told the big guys that it was midnight."
Xu Fulong added.
"Okay, now, there are two possibilities. The reason for hitting the evil is either that the psychic plank Mo Dao brought is faulty, or you hit a certain evil spirit in the cemetery. There is a more terrifying situation. , That is, there are both of them, and they merge into one."
As I said this, the more I said it, the more I got scared, and I kept sweating.
"Xiaodu, what do you mean by this? Could it be that there are other ghosts in the family of more than blood-stopping umbrella ghosts that entangle us?" People like Dong Qiu couldn't hold their minds.
"Sister Qiu, just consider the worst. It may not be the case. Don't mess around with yourself! At present, it's just speculation, not counting."
I hurried to appease.
Sister Qiu nodded and stopped talking, but it was obvious that the worry in her eyes had increased.
"I said Brother Xu, your Xu family really does all the work, and you also do the cemetery business? Don't you feel bad luck?"
In order to alleviate the suffocating atmosphere here, I joked Xu Fulong.
"Brother Jiang is a layman when he hears this." Xu Fulong looked at me jokingly.
"How to say?" I was interested instead.
"Brother, do you know how much the cemetery is in this city?"
Seeing me shaking his head, he raised his hand and made a gesture, indicating that it was a number.
My eyes widened again, and then I realized that the cemetery is simply a sky-high price, right
"Are you teasing me?" I asked.
"No, it's still the average price. If the geomantic area is good, I can't decide how much."
Xu Fulong retracted his hand and looked at me with a mockery of laymen.
"Oh, I really can't afford to die." I shook my head and sighed.
"Yes, an actress like me who hasn't mixed up with a famous actress so far can't afford to die. This funeral expense, I really have no power."
Meng Yishuang murmured.
"So, everyone, we can't die. Not to mention other things, but to say that there is no place to live after death. Therefore, if you don't make enough money for the coffin, you will not dare to die."
Dong Qiu seized the opportunity to cheer up the big guy.
"Sister Qiu is right. Since we can't afford to die, don't die, and stay alive. It's better than anything, haha." Xu Fulong slapped haha.
"Young Master Xu, can you survive?" Meng Yishuang looked at Xu Fulong bitterly.
(End of this chapter)