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Shen Yanyan spent Friday and Saturday in a busy and fulfilling manner. With her efforts, the two major tasks of restoring antiques and interviewing ghost friends to write memoirs of haunted houses are gradually coming to an end.

Ana Shen gave herself a holiday on Saturday afternoon. After taking some time off, she remembered the python robe and court dress that she had hung up.

After searching the Internet for instructional videos on how to wear this kind of court dress, when Ana Yanyan put it on, it was indeed much looser on her body as she expected.

But when she finally tied the belt around her waist, she suddenly felt a powerful aura coming from all directions.

In an instant, Ana Shen's calm and easy-going face turned serious. She raised her eyes, and there was a dark light surging in her eyes.

The hanged man passed by Ana Shen Yanyan's study, and suddenly there was a light on his back. He turned around and looked in Ana Shen Yanyan's direction, and saw that the girl's eyebrows had become sharp, showing no anger or authority.

She stood there quietly, but people dared not look into her eyes.

The Hanged Ghost looked at the court clothes on Shen Yanyan and was shocked. It turned towards Shen Yanyan and said submissively: "Ex-boss, Sister Shen is very good to us. Why did you suddenly possess her body? What caused her?" it's your turn."

"Or do you want to experience what it's like to be a girl?"

As soon as the Hanged Man finished speaking, the possessed Ana Shen grabbed the brush on the table and shot it at the Hanged Man accurately.

The possessed Ana Shen uttered one word: "Get out."

The writing brush flew to the hanged man's head with a bang. The hanging man covered the forehead where the brush was hit by the bullet and left in a flash. He shouldn't be so mean.

After being lost for a moment, Ana Shen returned to consciousness.

She looked at herself in the mirror with her changed expression, feeling indescribably shocked.

After being familiar with the script for the past few days, Ana Shen is already aware of the image transformation of her character Xiao Lian.

Shen Yanyan was somewhat sure about how to express his youthfulness when he first entered the male protagonist camp in the early stage, and his hard work and sophistication in the middle stage.

But in the later stage, when Xiao Lian gradually gained power and began to turn dark, she could not catch the feeling of the aloofness and coldness of a powerful official.

She also studied the images of powerful officials in those Machiavellian TV series she watched before, and gained a lot.

But every character is different. Xiao Lian is Xiao Lian. She has been looking for a unique feeling that belongs to Xiao Lian, but she has no clue.

In just a few breaths of wearing this court dress, she immediately grasped the feeling of the character Xiao Lian!

Ana Shen quickly picked up the script on his desk and once again carefully considered the lines for Xiao Lian's later appearance.

After spending three hours in the study, Ana Shen opened the door of the study again, his brows filled with confidence.

Ana Shen opened the door of the study room and saw the brush that fell to the ground in the corridor. She bent down to pick up the brush. Isn't this brush the same one on her desk?

It was clearly lying quietly on the pen stand before he changed into court clothes.

Ana Shen tried hard to recall, but found that there was a gap in his memory during the time when he put on the court uniform.

She had already changed out of the python-patterned court dress. She held the brush and felt a chill creep up her spine.

In the past five days in the haunted house, she had faced all kinds of incidents in the haunted house with a fearless attitude, but now, a sense of belated awe suddenly arose in her heart.

Ana Shen Yanyan never noticed that around her waist, the red and white jade pendant that Old Man Sun forced into her flashed a fleeting light.

"Sister Shen, there is movement at the door of the haunted house."

Cheng Mo suddenly floated over, holding his black and white TV to show Ana Shen Yanyan the scene at the entrance of the haunted house.

A large truck stopped at the door of the haunted house.

At this time, Ana Shen's phone rang. It was Aunt Liu Guihua, the waste collector.

Ana Shen made an appointment with them today to transport the antiques from the murderous house.

Shen Yanyan talked to Liu Guihua on the phone and said that he would be there soon and asked everyone not to be afraid.

After Shen Yanyan hung up the phone, he said to Cheng Mo, "Don't worry, it's my friend who is here."

"Are the boxes containing the antiques ready?"

Cheng Mo replied: "Brothers have moved to the entrance of the courtyard."

After successfully transferring these antiques to Mr. Ming's warehouse at the port, her considerable moving commission was finally settled.

Ana Shen was full of expectations: "I'll go there now."

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The entrance to the haunted house.

Liu Guihua stood next to the big truck with the Sunset Red Collection waste group, and Liu Tingting, Liu Guihua's niece who works in the museum, was also with her.

Liu Tingting looked at the door of the haunted house, his face full of expectation.

Fu Ruiyi and Fang Qi were arguing at the door of the haunted house.

Fu Ruiyi had goosebumps, but he still pretended not to care about the haunted house.

In order to fit the venue of this haunted house, he specially wore a Chinese-style suit and a pair of stylish sunglasses, making him look like a street fortune teller.

If Ana Shen Yanyan hadn't been paid an hourly salary of one hundred yuan an hour, he wouldn't have even taken a step closer to this ghost house.

Fu Ruyi propped his elbows on the door of the haunted house, posing in a chic and freehand pose: "If this house hadn't been too old and daily life was inconvenient, I would have lived with Sister Shen."

Seeing Fu Rui's harsh words, Fang Qi rudely broke the story: "Where can you go in that rough house if you live in it? I think you just don't dare to enter this haunted house."

Fu Ruiyi immediately retorted: "What words? What words are these!"

"I just like the roughness of the original cement of the rough house, which gives it a return to nature."

"And I'm afraid that I'll be too outstanding in the haunted house and steal the spotlight from little sister Shen."

Fu Rui pushed his hair back: "You have to know that some people are born to be the protagonist no matter where they stand!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door he was leaning on was opened.

Fu Ruiyi was caught off guard and rolled into the haunted house and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Fu Ruiyi stood up in a hurry after falling into the haunted house. He felt that the temperature of his whole body had dropped a lot.

Ana Shen, who opened the door, saw Fu Ruiyi coming in, with a look of relief on his face: "Wow, Brother Fu, you were the first one to rush into the haunted house to help me."

"It's true that I believe you so much, I didn't misjudge the person.

Fu Ruiyi was embarrassed to run away after what Ana Shen Yanyan said. He stood in the yard tremblingly and laughed dryly: "Haha."

He managed to say: "Can I help you?"

The courtyard was filled with five large boxes, each about the size of half a van.

Fu Rui swallowed hard: "This, so much?"

Fu Ruiyi's legs were already weak, and then he saw Ana Shen holding the handle on the other end of the box: "It's not very far, just a few steps to the door."

Fu Rui resignedly grabbed the handle of the wooden box close to him.

"Three, two, one, get up!"

The two of them lifted the wooden box at the same time. Fu Ruiyi was about to use all his strength to lift the box, but found that he could lift the box without much effort.

He looked at Ana Shen in surprise, and saw that Shen Yanyan's expression remained unchanged, as if he was carrying a vegetable basket as easily as he did.

Something's still wrong.

But Fu Ruiyi couldn't tell what was wrong.

Hengchihengchi and Shen Yanyan moved the box out of the haunted house. The moment he stepped out of the haunted house, Fu Ruiyi felt that the wooden box in his hand suddenly became much heavier.

Fu Rui dropped his hand!