Every story has its beginning, development and ending. Just like every story, it has a world view, a plot line, a core theme, and protagonists, supporting characters, and villains who follow these three principles.
This is the common and inner consensus of all viewers of the story.
Different story intentions will determine different plot directions, and will also affect different spaces or "sets". There can only be one set in a space, so...
—Then replace this story with another one.
The protagonist performs the story, the supporting character advances the story, and the villain hinders the story - for any story, the characters are just silent background boards. They don't have to assume any functional role, don't have to follow any arrangements, and can't play any role.
Can…
“We are also the only ones who can move between different stories and bring about changes without being affected by the will of the stories.”
When pushing open the toilet door, someone whispered.
—Just like what happened with Qin Xuexin, do an experiment.
…
Ding Biehan didn't expect Yi Wan would come to see him alone.
"Do you have...something to say?" Ding Biehan asked warily.
"I want to talk to you alone." Yi Wan looked embarrassed, as if he was hesitant to speak, "I don't want anyone else to hear this..."
He turned off the microphone next to his mouth.
"What does Yi Wan want to say?" the staff member asked curiously.
"Could it be about An Yelin?" The assistant analyzed to Yu Rongshi, "Yi Wan and Ding Biehan have the best relationship. He saw that An Yelin was being entangled by Fu Qisheng, so he wanted to find him to help him come up with an idea."
Yu Rongshi was a little surprised: "Are you two on good terms?"
This was the second time the assistant had mentioned this matter. But no matter how he looked at it, Ding Biehan's eyes only showed his vigilance, fear, and concern for Yi Wan...
Yu Rongshi, the judge of the variety show "Green Wilderness" who followed Yi Wan throughout, felt that he had sufficient say.
And Yi Wan doesn't seem like the type who would like to mess with the male protagonist.
Assistant: "Yes, you can tell from the look in his eyes. Yi Wan and Chi Jixia also have a good relationship. It can be said that Yi Wan has a good relationship with everyone in the Rainbow Group."
Yu Rongshi:
I still remember when I was in the crew of "Around the Sorrow", I saw Chi Jixia's fear and fear of Yi Wan... Although the relationship between the two has improved since then, it is by no means to the level of "very good".
Assistant: "I didn't go to the set with you at that time... but you can tell from your eyes. That behind-the-scenes clip of Chi Ji and Xia Xiao pinching their faces was so sweet."
Yu Rongshi:?
This was the first time he had heard of Yi Wan's reputation outside. After testing Yi Wan's character and closing the case peacefully, Yu Rongshi fell into his busy work again. He had a lot of things to do and didn't like playing with his phone or using social media.
On the one hand, it is because of the old-fashioned style I developed since childhood. I prefer reading books to browsing Weibo. On the other hand, when I was in my early twenties, I didn't like the overflowing "male/female lead" news on the hot searches. The sharp stubbornness in the past has settled over the years, and I occasionally find it funny when I think about it.
It's just that over time, it has become a habit. When Yi Wan was attacked, he picked up his phone that he hadn't used for a long time and reposted a Weibo post to express his support.
… Yu Rongshi felt that the assistant's words were a bit hard to describe. He knew a little about the inside story, but he would never believe it rationally. As someone who had witnessed everything, he felt that "he should know the truth, but he always felt that he had missed something."
This feeling even vaguely surpassed his worries about the show. Yu Rongshi called his capable staff and asked him to investigate the history of the Fu family and the historical truth behind the Fu residence. Then, he supported the table with both hands and asked with an open mind: "Xiao Sun, can you tell me about... Yi Wan's relationship and the relationship between us in the group?"
The phrase "relationships within the group" was a patch added by Yu Rongshi after careful consideration. It was a bit too conspicuous to directly ask Yi Wan about it.
"Yi Wan has the best relationships among all iris5 members. When choosing a partner for the previous group variety show, 2.5 people chose her." The assistant obviously likes Yi Wan very much and talked about it with relish. "In the Hong group, An Yelin, Bo Jiang, and Chi Jixia have a very good relationship. Yi Wan, Ding Biehan, and Chi Jixia also have a very good relationship... Oh, by the way, you can read the interview that iris5 accepted in Deep Blue magazine some time ago, which talked about the daily life of our group. The cover of that issue was also one of us."
After saying a bunch of things, the assistant remembered that she was not facing a girl of the same interest, but her boss, Yu Rongshi... The assistant felt a little guilty, but Yu Rongshi was obviously in a good mood. She smiled and said, "Okay."
I'll go back and search on Weibo, Yu Rongshi thought.
I really want to know why, in the eyes of outsiders, Yi Wan has a good relationship with other teammates.
But the assistant felt something was a little strange. She secretly glanced at Yu Rongshi, only to see him staring at the monitor with a calm expression.
Since when did Yu Rongshi become so interested in Hongtuan
Thinking of the rumor that Yu Rongshi had quietly spent one million to buy Bo Jiang's painting... the assistant suddenly realized.
—This old tree is blooming! ! She thought excitedly.
"Brother Yu." After considering for a long time, she cleverly reminded Yu Rong who was watching the surveillance video, "You can rest assured."
Yu Rongshi: "What are you worried about?"
Assistant Sun: "Although Yi Wan has a good relationship with An Yelin, Chi Jixia, and Ding Biehan, his relationship with Bo Jiang is actually very ordinary."
Yu Rongshi:
Assistant Sun: "So, you don't have to worry about anything."
Yu Rongshi: …
What are you worried about? Yu Rong suddenly thought of the scandal between him and Bo Jiang, and felt a rare sense of loss.
…
There was idle chatter in the monitoring room, and Ding Biehan had already had his first conversation with Yi Wan in silent mode. Yi Wan insisted on having a private talk with him on the balcony.
"I don't really want others to hear it... Maybe in this western-style building, we can't trust anyone." He said.
Ding Biehan was half-believing and half-doubting, but he still put away the simple compass he had just made and followed Yi Wan to the balcony. It was mid-afternoon, and the sky over the mountain was overcast. The sky was thick with dark clouds, and a rain was about to come.
Yi Wanxi spoke at this moment.
"Brother Biehan." He said, "Do you think this house is... weird?"
Ding Biehan: …
Although he was wary of Yi Wan's pretense of being stupid when she entered the mansion, Ding Biehan still chose to cooperate: "I do think so, but unfortunately, I don't have any clues to trace the source."
Fu's house was a haunted house from any angle. Along the way, Ding Biehan heard slight knocks on the wall, the sound of high heels walking around overhead, felt a sudden cool breeze behind his ears, and felt his ankle being grabbed by an unknown object.
But what made him anxious was that he could never find the whereabouts of any ghost in Fu's house. Fu stood there alone, and was as hard as a rock to any spy. This made him doubt his own ability, and whether he could beat the powerful ghost that could avoid his tracking.
"Actually, I've noticed..." Yi Wan paused and said, "Brother Biehan, have you noticed that Ye Lin has been acting very strangely since he entered this mansion?"
Ding Biehan:
It seems that this is the case.
"There is indeed a lingering sense of hostility here." Ding Biehan said.
"I just told you that many of the furnishings here seem familiar to me. For example, the carpets, wallpapers, irises, and the ornaments on the tea table... It seems like I have owned them before." Yi Wan stated the facts without changing his expression. "And don't you think that Mr. Fu is a bit weird?"
Ding Biehan narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"
"For no reason, we moved to this mansion. When I was chatting with the staff just now, they said that the originally planned haunted house was not here, but another house. But President Fu suddenly invested 50 million in the program team and asked the program team to use this place as the venue." Yi Wan said slowly, "I don't know if you think too much, until..."
"Until what?"
"There is a portrait in the small room in the attic." Yi Wan said, "Come over and take a look."
Ding Biehan didn't understand what was going on, so he just followed Yi Wan upstairs.
The corridor recorded the movements of the two people. Finally, Yi Wan stopped in front of a room at the end of the corridor.
"It's here." said.
The room was cluttered with wardrobes, sundries, and a painting that had fallen to the ground. Next to the painting were scattered pieces of black paper. Ding Biehan estimated that if he put them together, they would be exactly the size and dimensions of the painting.
Ding Biehan glanced at Yi Wan suspiciously. Yi Wan had been keeping his head down and not speaking since entering the room.
The picture frame was a bit old. Ding Biehan didn't know that it was deliberately made old to match the atmosphere of the house. He just thought it was also something passed down from the Republic of China period. He approached the painting without any shadows cautiously and carefully lifted it up with his hands.
Then my pupils trembled.
"This portrait..." he said in amazement.
Yi Wan: "Hmm..."
… Why is there a portrait of An Yelin in this haunted house!!!
Countless black cars sped through Ding Biehan's mind. He stared at the young man in the painting in shock. The young man was wearing a simple shirt and sitting in front of the easel. His facial features were exactly the same as An Yelin's, but his temperament was completely different from An Yelin's.
If An Yelin was arrogant, passionate, and proud, the young man in this painting was sharp and gloomy. He looked much older than An Yelin, and his whole body was pale and weak. With just one glance, Ding Biehan could tell that this young man would not live long.
“What exactly is this painting…” He tried to confirm with Yi Wan.
"I don't know." Yi Wan said, "I just saw it."
She lowered her eyelashes and explained doubtfully, "Perhaps the person in this painting simply looks like Ye Lin? Although she looks a few years older than Ye Lin... Is it a coincidence that this portrait was thrown here?"
—No, it's not a coincidence, Ding Biehan thought seriously and coldly.
As an infinite flow player who has been fighting against gods on the tightrope for many years, I know better than anyone else that there are no coincidences in my world.
A drop of water, a sigh, may be the key to solving the problem. Thinking of An Yelin's previous performance, his lavish spending with Mr. Fu, and his actions of cutting in line to enter the show... Ding Biehan frowned and felt that he had realized something.
As an infinite flow player, in addition to his superb physical qualities, Ding Biehan also has some abilities.
For example, observing good and bad luck based on facial features, or... performing some profiling skills similar to "psychic communication".
At this moment, I was looking at An Yelin's face on the drawing paper, observing the direction of his eyebrows and eyes, and the changes in his expression. The information that drawing paper can carry is far more than we usually imagine. No matter how hard we try to cover it up, the artist's emotions will always be unconsciously leaked onto the drawing paper...
Yi Wan saw Ding Biehan's pupils suddenly shrink. He gritted his teeth and took a step back.
"What's wrong?" Yi Wan asked in a "confused" tone, "Do you think the person in the painting is Ye Lin?"
"No, the one in the painting, the one in the painting..." Ding Biehan's forehead was covered with a drop of cold sweat, "It's already broken!"
"… ah?"
"This painting carries a strong obsession and unwillingness... This is a painting that depicts the dead, painted for the dead. The man in the painting has died long ago!" Ding Biehan said firmly!
"Then..." Yi Wan asked a very stupid question, "Could it be An Yelin?"
—An Yelin once said that the An family is the "tomb" of his ancestors.
Ding Biehan recalled the last conversation. An Yelin was full of melodrama and lingering feelings, and was full of intrigue and cautious suspicion. Finally, he said: "I have observed him for two months, and he should... be a living being."
Yi Wan: "What are you observing?"
Yi Wan blinked, as if she had not expected things to be so simple, and she had not expected that Ding Biehan would actually have had strange suspicions about An Yelin.
"… This is not the point. I think this house must be related to An Yelin. Who is the person in the painting? Do you have any idea?" Ding Biehan said.
Yi Wan shook his head and said, "I don't know, but..."
"After all, the painting is kept in the Fu family..."
Then there is only one possibility, Ding Biehan thought.
The person in the painting is the ancestor of the Fu family during the Republic of China period → he looks exactly like An Yelin → An Yelin is very likely his reincarnation → Fu Qisheng set up this trap in order to lure An Yelin to the Fu family's ancestral home. The two of them will be the key characters in the story of this haunted house.
Otherwise, why would the Fu family ancestral home collect a portrait of a foreigner
According to this logic... An Yelin should be Fu Qisheng's ancestor!
Ding Biehan told Yi Wan this inference. He felt that although Yi Wan seemed calm, his expression was twitching slightly.
Perhaps Yi Wan was also shocked by this seemingly absurd yet logically rigorous inference.
"... But if according to your inference, Mr. Fu, or Fu Qisheng, lured Ye Lin here, what did he want to do?" Yi Wan said.
Based on his own experience with supernatural stories, Ding Biehan came to two conclusions.
"There are two possibilities. The first is that he is a filial son and grandson who simply wants to be filial to An Yelin." Ding Bie said coldly, "But he looks cold and doesn't seem to be a good person. Therefore, based on my experience, he may have the second purpose..."
Yi Wan blinked: "What's the purpose?"
"- Borrowing a corpse to summon souls." Ding Biehan said coldly, "The familiar decoration, the items used in the previous life, the portraits drawn for the dead... and the abnormality shown by An Yelin after entering this haunted house. This is a conspiracy! A conspiracy to borrow a corpse to summon souls. Fu Qisheng wants to use An Yelin's body to let the souls of his ancestors replace An Yelin's soul, so as to achieve the effect of borrowing a corpse to summon souls!"
Although the logical reasoning process was completely wrong, Ding Biehan actually came up with a conclusion that was 70% similar to the facts.
"You are worthy of being called Brother Biehan." Yi Wan said sincerely, "You are really smart. But what benefit can Fu Qisheng get from this matter?"
Ding Biehan began to think again.
"... out of filial piety, or for some purpose. The person on the road said before that Fu Qisheng had changed. Since two months ago, the fortune of the Fu Group has been better than ever before, and he has also made many short-term investment operations that he did not understand and was incredibly lucky. Obviously, he borrowed some metaphysical method to change his fate - perhaps through spiritualism, perhaps through sacrifice..."
Yi Wan: "Ah... This logic has also been completed in a strange way."
Ding Biehan: "Perhaps, he is achieving a certain purpose by sacrificing to his ancestors or offering sacrifices for them!"
Yi Wan nodded seriously: "That makes sense."
It is indeed a sacrifice to the ancestors.
… In the lounge, the female writer who had seen a ghost in her sleep shuddered.
“Is what I saw... the soul of the Fu family’s ancestor?” she wondered.
Ding Biehan would reason: "An Yelin is the only vessel that was found for this conspiracy and paid to the ancestors as a price. To ask for resurrection and increase wealth is indeed a common transaction between ghosts and gods."
I never thought that I would encounter such a thing in real life.
Ding Biehan thought.
Yi Wan nodded solemnly: "You are amazing."
No matter what he said, he would never tell a lie. Ding Biehan had already completed a whole set of logically rigorous reasoning by himself, and he was worthy of the identity of the infinite flow male protagonist.
Ding Biehan felt encouraged by Yi Wan's eyes and felt that he had no regrets in his life.
"But this is ultimately just a grudge between An Yelin and the Fu family." Ding Biehan said again.
He has a cold personality and doesn't like to get involved in disputes that have nothing to do with him.
"But, if you only want to attack An Yelin, why do you have to go through so much trouble to get all of us here?" Yi Wan said softly, "Except for An Yelin... why do you need so many people? What do you want to do?"
A terrible idea emerged in Ding Biehan's mind.
"... Sacrifice." He said in a hoarse voice, "An Yelin is the vessel, and we are the sacrifices. I plan to sacrifice you to this haunted house."
Yi Wan nodded.
It was not until this moment that Ding Biehan finally realized that he was involved in an accident.
Finally, I became a part of this story.
The atmosphere in the Fu residence around him began to change subtly, and a colder breath than before struck his ankles. Yi Wan pinched his fingertips inconspicuously and said slowly: "So what are you going to do?"
"Of course we can't let your conspiracy succeed like this." Ding Biehan paused and said, "The situation in this house is very complicated."
He turned around and looked out the door into the deep corridor. It seemed like the ghosts had nowhere to hide, yet they were everywhere. Finally, he said, "First, we need to find out the situation at Fu's house—Yi Wan."
He looked at Yi Wan with deep and cold eyes: "You should have discovered something, right?"
Yi Wan: …
"If not, how could you induce me to make those inferences?"
"... Actually, I don't quite understand what you are saying." Yi Wan said slowly, "But this is a haunted house after all, and it is a battle between technology and metaphysics. I think what you said makes sense. I will know one thing..."
"Um?"
Ding Biehan stared into Yi Wan's eyes. When he was concentrating, he could always easily tell whether someone was lying.
"This is the crematorium."
Yi Wan's eyes were calm and dark, and he was not lying.
This is indeed a crematorium.
A crematorium before the Republic of China? No wonder.
No wonder this house is filled with such brutality and cruelty. The three gentlemen and ladies also suffered tragic love disasters.
As Ding Biehan was thinking, his sensitive ears vaguely heard the roars of three ghosts.
It sounded like a curse directed at me.
—The ghosts here are indeed extremely vicious, Ding Biehan thought.
The darkness of Fu's house has become more and more serious. With Ding Biehan's meticulous analysis of the conspiracy and the perfection of logic, the ghosts hidden underground and dormant in the mansion for many years seem to be beginning to wake up.
After getting enough information, Ding Biehan left the room. He was a cautious man after all. Before taking any action, he decided to find An Yelin to verify it.
Yi Wan also left the room, and walked down the stairs until he entered the small ancestral hall where the tablets of the Fu family's ancestors were enshrined.
—The female writer once dreamed of a small shrine for souls.
Yi Wan stood in the small ancestral hall for a long time. Apart from feeling a little chilly, he could not hear any sound or sense any movement. When he left the small ancestral hall, the chill disappeared.
I can’t sense the soul in the small shrine.
The souls in the small shrine cannot leave the room either.
I do not have that kind of talent.
Yi Wan frowned slightly outside the ancestral hall. It was rare for him to show such an expression that would reveal his true thoughts. On the other side, Ding Biehan had already come from the end of the corridor.
"I just went to see An Yelin now." His face was like ice that had been stored in the freezer for a year. "His quality has changed drastically. He has been affected by the curse from the Fu family. I can feel—"
"The possession has already begun." Ding Biehan paused and continued, "But fortunately, we still have a chance to turn things around. Before that..."
He was lost in thought, and turned to Yi Wan again. Yi Wan looked at him, with dark snow-white skin and calm eyes.
I used to be so afraid of Yi Wan - and I still feel the same way today. But I thought that I was forced by the situation now... to fight side by side with him.
Together they discovered the big conspiracy in this house and revealed Mr. Fu’s big secret!
Yi Wan, who was both his friend and enemy, the Yi Wan who made him want to break up with her countless times, the Yi Wan who made him wary and made him unable to sleep well for several days, had now become his only secret sharer and comrade-in-arms... This feeling made Ding Biehan feel a little subtle.
In the face of this sudden conspiracy by Mr. Fu, only Yi Wan and he could fight side by side.
"Are you planning to go see Mr. Fu?" Yi Wan asked.
"No, I don't plan to." Ding Biehan replied, "Maybe it's not as simple as it seems. Before we get rid of the ghosts in the haunted house, we shouldn't have a direct conflict with them."
"Why?"
Ding Biehan turned his head, his eyes cold.
"My suspicions have been dispelled." Ding Biehan said calmly.
Yi Wan's eyelashes trembled again, as if she was a little surprised: "Why?"
"Because fifty million - maybe it was ghost money." Ding Biehan sneered, "Fifty million in liquid funds, a luxury house, no appearance fee just for yourself to appear on camera... Only a person would be willing to spend a lot of money like this!"
—No, there will be a Jinjiang President.
Yi Wan glanced at Ding Biehan unexpectedly. He thought that in Ding Biehan's worldview, the price level he knew would be considered normal.
This is also in line with Ding Biehan's background setting. As an infinite flow hero who has been immersed in the dungeon for a long time, the money in the real world is an external thing that he doesn't care much about compared to his life.
"What if we can't find the other ghosts in the mansion?" Yi Wan said.
"It's very simple." Ding Biehan said.
In the process of moving just now, he had already memorized the floor plan of Fu's house. After considering for a moment, he took Yi Wan to the darkest corner of Fu's house.
This corner is located deep in the garden and there are no cameras installed.