Sir, your ghost is gone [Entertainment]

The filming of "The Lost House" was in the local city of S, and Gu Weisheng's subsequent scenes were going smoothly, and Xu Qingshan, who was not a part of Shensi, didn't intend to hurry up, so just after nine o'clock in the evening, Gu Weisheng took off his makeup and changed Good clothes ready to go home.

Well, it seems that I can sleep well today.

"What's wrong with Director Xu today?" Fang Mu stuffed Gu Weisheng, including the cat, into the car, "Why do I think he's acting weird today, and he doesn't look angry."

Gu Weisheng let himself spread out on the back seat like a cake: "I don't know, maybe it's because it's too hot and I have heat stroke."

"It's possible," Fang Mu nodded as if accepting the explanation, and then he said with relief, "However, you performed well today, and the scene with Lou Yingdi was not suppressed. It seems that you still allocated some time to give it to me. Script."

"Xiao Fangmu, you took me so hard, it's only right for Dad to give you some face," Gu Weisheng yawned, "Drive hard, and be careful not to be caught by the traffic police."

Fang Mu: "...." He finally understood that Gu Weisheng just couldn't boast.

But no matter how crazy Fang Mu was, his dedicated and professional agent still sent Gu Weisheng safely downstairs to the apartment. Fang Mu wanted to send Gu Weisheng to the door all the time, but he didn't expect Gu Weisheng to be extra considerate today.

"No need to send it away, the security of this community is top-notch, paparazzi can't get in."

Gu Weisheng buttoned his hat and hugged the cat, and walked forward with his long legs, but when Fang Mu was about to drive home, Gu Weisheng suddenly turned around and turned back.

"Xiao Fangzi, go home and go to bed early." Gu Weisheng patted Fang Mu's shoulder very gently, and Fang Mu's whole body trembled with fright, wondering what kind of demon this ancestor was going to be.

Gu Weisheng smiled slightly: "I want to eat siu mai tomorrow morning."

Hearing Fang Mu's helpless response, Gu Weisheng went upstairs with satisfaction, and Lao Bai in his arms couldn't help meowing: [The aura you blessed Fang Mu's body is almost overflowing, it's a pity that this silly boy Not at all. ]

[I don't know what's best, I don't want him to come to me crying for comfort after seeing the ghost,] Gu Weisheng entered the elevator, reached out and pressed the button on the [-]nd floor, [The old house is very dark at night, Fang Mu His horoscope is light, if you don’t hurry up and give him spiritual energy to urge him to go home, who will buy my breakfast tomorrow morning? ]

Lao Bai sneered: [You are just hard-spoken and soft-hearted. ]

"Ding."

The elevator soon reached the [-]nd floor. Gu Weisheng opened the door and entered the room. Lao Bai nimbly went to its cabinet and pulled out a bunch of dried fish and wonderful fresh bags. When it was full and sat down beside the sofa, Gu Weisheng After taking a shower, I was lying on the bed playing with my phone.

Lao Bai raised his paw: [Lao Gu, I want to watch TV! ]

"Drive it yourself." Gu Weisheng replied without raising his head. Although his fans jokingly called him the most feline-shoveling officer, Lao Bai is not an ordinary cat, and he doesn't need to worry about ordinary things.

He was using his mobile phone to search for information about Lou Xiao, Gu Weisheng obviously cared more about Lou Xiao's secret than A Piao who was hiding in the house and Xu Qingshan who was obviously hiding something.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy can help you win a hundred battles.

It's a pity that Gu Weisheng searched around the Internet but couldn't find any information about Lou Xiao's identity and background. A slew of positive news made Gu Weisheng understand that the background of this little celestial master may not be simple.

Who told him to be A Piao who only focused on cultivating? Gu Weisheng lay down on the bed. He still knew a little about the ghost circle entertainment circle, but he really didn't have a clue about the celestial master circle.

However, Lou Xiao’s popularity is really high. Gu Weisheng clicked on his Weibo. Although his little V-Cs are not weak in fighting power, the number one trending search on Weibo is still#lou《迷居》开始地址# , The influence of the veteran movie star really cannot be underestimated.

——Although this "veteran actor" is only in his twenties this year.

When Gu Weisheng came back to his senses, he had been scrolling through Weibo about Lou Xiao for an hour, and realized that he paid too much attention to Lou Xiao. Gu Weisheng shook his head and put away his phone, then reached out and took out the script to read.

"The Lost House" is not just a simple thriller, it has a beautiful enough beginning, a bridge full of blood, and a tragic but positive ending. Compared with the traditional "scary and screaming" ghost films, "The Lost House" is more like a literary film about ghosts and people.

This is also one of the reasons why Gu Weisheng is willing to take on this script. He is really not interested in the kind of plot where a few people make a death-defying expedition and lead to the destruction of the group, unless he is asked to play the boss who destroys the whole group. I have never experienced the feeling of being a ghost.

But it is indeed a bit troublesome, Gu Weisheng turned over anxiously on the bed, a director who is haunted by ghosts, and a lead actor who is obsessed with asking ghosts out for dinner, can this movie really be good?

"Snapped."

Just as Gu Weisheng was baking pancakes on the bed with the script in his arms, the lights in the bedroom suddenly went out for no reason, and the sound of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law arguing in the living room stopped abruptly. All of them exploded unconsciously.

[Lao Gu,] Lao Bai let out a low grunt from his throat, [Something came in.] ]

If there is a faint fragrance of peach blossoms permeating the room, Gu Weisheng hugged Lao Bai and got off the bed unhurriedly. He wanted to see which younger generation was so ignorant that he even dared to break into Gu Weisheng's house.

Lao Bai is just a black cat with enlightened intelligence. Apart from being able to see and hear and live a long life, Gu Weisheng doesn't think there is anything more powerful about this cat than other cats. The engraved patterns immediately appeared on it, and after the brilliance flowed, it disappeared silently.

The fragrance of peach blossoms became more and more intense, Gu Weisheng walked towards the living room with the strongest fragrance, but just as he took a step out of the bedroom, a dark white claw grabbed his ankle.

Huh?Is this junior's skill too weak or the other party doesn't want to hurt him?Gu Weisheng paused, deliberately making a look of being trapped.

Thought he was an ordinary person?

He wants to see what this junior is trying to do.

"What?" Gu Weisheng looked at the skeleton-only hand on his ankle tremblingly, as if frightened by the sudden vision.

Tremblingly, he took out his mobile phone and pretended to dial Fang Mu's number, but found that there was no signal on his mobile phone at the moment.

It will also interfere with the magnetic field, it seems that there is no doubt that his hands are merciful.

Seems to have appreciated enough of Gu Weisheng's embarrassment, A Piao who was hiding by the window finally took the next step.

The dazzling scarlet spread on the wooden floor little by little, and finally condensed into three big characters in front of Gu Weisheng's eyes - Song and An.

"call--"

The evil wind blew up, and the curtains were blowing in the darkness. Gu Weisheng felt a chill behind his back. A cold hand held his shoulder, and he breathed lightly against his ear with a chilly breath: "Don't play Song He'an... Are you staying?"

Gu Weisheng's brows were slightly frowned, which could not be called a terrifying low-pitched female voice, always feeling that the voice was a bit inconsistent.

Gu Weisheng pretended to be terrified: "Why, why?"

The hand on Gu Weisheng's shoulder increased his strength, but Gu Weisheng stiffened a bit as if he was being forced out of blood: "Take it easy!"

Then he said in a soft tone: "This is my job. I can't control what role I play. It's useless even if you kill me. Without me, there will always be someone else to play this role."

"Besides," Gu Weisheng's voice paused, "Song He'an is just a fictional character created by Director Xu, what can't be played?"

These words seemed to hit the point that the ghost behind Gu Weisheng cared about the most. She sneered and said in a hoarse voice: "Fiction? Character? Xu Qingshan is just a treacherous villain, thanks to you all offering him altar."

After confirming that the ghost behind him was just trying to scare himself, Gu Weisheng followed the other party's words and asked, "Treachery? Do you know Director Xu?"

"when……"

Before the nonsense was finished, Gu Weisheng saw a golden talisman pass through his window like lightning, and then flew precisely behind him.

"Hey!"

Gu Weisheng couldn't help frowning because of the burning smell, and he didn't care about playing role-playing games, so he regained his freedom easily with a shock of energy.

However, he was still a step too late, a strong and powerful aura was approaching, the golden talisman ignited without fire, and the female ghost in a red cheongsam covered her face and kept dodging the golden talisman that kept setting fire on her body, looking very embarrassed .

Gu Weisheng stretched out his hand to grab it, but the next moment the golden talisman flew towards him as if it had eyes.

"Meow!" The cat meow echoed in the dark living room, Gu Weisheng raised his right hand slightly, and a long sword as cold as autumn water fell into his hand.

With a cold light, Gu Weisheng slashed at the golden talisman with a sword, but the golden talisman avoided the sword with great agility, and even wrapped around Gu Weisheng's wrist in a joyous manner.

The female ghost oozing blood from her fingers took advantage of this opportunity to turn around and run away. After the peach fragrance passed, the living room returned to its original brightness.

The flame on the golden talisman never went out, and even Lao Bai, who was protected by the engraving, couldn't help but jumped out of Gu Weisheng's embrace, but Gu Weisheng couldn't feel any burning pain.

Gu Weisheng narrowed his twinkling eyes: If he can't detect who the owner of this golden talisman is at this time, he will be a fool.

Gu Weisheng walked towards the large French window of his house with a sword in his hand and slippers. Sure enough, there was a very familiar man floating outside the window.

These days, can celestial masters fly by relying on talisman paper?

"Shua." Gu Weisheng closed the curtains mercilessly. Although he knew that Lou Xiao probably came here because of that female ghost, it didn't mean that he was willing to cooperate with the other party's actions.

With Lou Xiao's personality, if he expressly refused, the other party would probably not directly barge in.

But people made mistakes, and the moment Gu Weisheng turned around, the floor-to-ceiling windows of his house were melted away silently.

"Since you always avoid me, I can only be blunt," Lou Xiao raised the corners of his lips, his eyes were gloomy that Gu Weisheng had only seen once, "Gu Weisheng, be my ghost."

The clear and cold fragrance came to the nostrils, dispelling the sticky peach blossom smell in the room, Gu Weisheng turned around, and put a sword on the side of Lou Xiao's neck.

"Lou Xiao, what's wrong with your brain?"