One Hundred Ways of Living in the Infinite Flow of Charming Physique

The director was dancing and yelling in horror, but when he heard this sentence, he froze and looked at everyone funny.

Then he shouted again: "Liar! One of you can catch ghosts, and the other can turn marbles into tofu! You must not be human!"

Qin Manzhou rested his chin helplessly, and said melancholy: "Brother, it's not easy for your IQ to survive to the next few rounds. Did you not give up filming before? Why do you have the guts to challenge the npc in your heart today? Don't be afraid Shall I twist your brains off and shoot a [-]?"

The director was silent for a long time, seeing a group of people staring at him, inexplicably frightened: "But our task is to shoot..."

Shu Muyun tidied her hair, sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt and said softly, "Then why did you give us the task?"

"Just..." the director scratched his head, "On our side, it's like a role-playing game. There is a cue process at a certain stage. The role task I got was to ask you to do something after Ke Wei's death. To be honest, we were also very strange at the time. Because it was the first time I met a player who issued a task to an NPC."

"How many of you came in?" Shu Muyun asked immediately.

"20 people, large copy."

"That means it's not just your players who died, but also real npcs?"

The director made a bitter face: "Yes, those amateurs and actors who signed the contract are real NPCs, and there are also a dozen or so NPCs in each department of the crew, and the rest are from our side."

"What is your mission?" Qin Manzhou asked.

"Our task..." He sneaked a glance at the handle of the knife on the table, then raised his head, and met Qin Manzhou's half-smile face, he sat up straight quickly, "Our task is to shoot a real movie. For supernatural programs with ghosts, the places we choose are places where murders have actually happened or there are ghost legends, such as this villa..."

The director shivered: "There was a mass suicide case here a few years ago."

"I understand." Shu Muyun looked at Qin Manzhou, "Their task is to shoot supernatural games, and our task is to assist them in filming. But we are definitely not just helping. The director said before that the reminder is that this is a programme."

"Tell me, what do you think?" Qin Manzhou ignored the others, and looked back at his sweetheart, "Is that the original guess?"

Shu Muyun nodded, looked at He Xin and Yang Pan: "Do you have any ideas?"

The two shrugged, and Yang Pan said, "Go ahead."

"Our program was broadcast live first, then we changed it to filming and broadcasting, and finally it became a recorded broadcast." Shu Muyun felt that it was too hot for a large room of people to squeeze into one room, so he turned on the air conditioner to lower the temperature. He lowered his eyes and watched The remote control of the air conditioner, with a soft voice, said calmly, "In addition to the pre-planning, project approval, shooting, and post-production, the filming of this tricky game needs a platform to broadcast it in order to truly become a program."

Qin Manzhou took over the conversation: "So the first step is to work together to complete the shooting. The director's group of players can leave after finishing the shooting. There are not so many complicated hidden puzzles, but the mortality rate of the copy is high. Our current mortality rate Very low, but when the director team leaves the dungeon, and we fail to get the show released, then the whole army will probably be wiped out."

As he spoke, he clapped his hands: "Wonderful, two groups of players are stuffed into one dungeon. Is their family short of money?"

Shu Muyun coughed, changed the subject, and said to the stunned director, "How many players are left on your side?"

The director turned around in a jerk: "Counting me, there are six more."

"Manzhou and I have a guess." Shu Muyun said, "Perhaps after all the npcs or your players are dead, the ghosts have no restrictions and can kill the players in my group. We can't save the lives of the npcs. I tried it, but I don’t know if we can intervene in the lives of the players on your side, so from now on, I hope you six players will not act without authorization. If I can intervene in the life and death of the other party, I will find a way to save you. This is for your own good , but also for our own good.”

Shu Muyun has always spoken in an orderly manner. Except for a few outbursts because of Qin Manzhou, he is rarely agitated. Even if he is sitting under the quilt in his pajamas, like a cat just waking up, he doesn't know why. A sense of peace and security.

As if looking at him, all palpitations and fears can be suppressed to a certain extent.

Gentleness has always been a good way to dissolve negative emotions.

The restless director gradually calmed down as if a nail had been raised under his buttocks: "I'll go to them to discuss it."

Qin Manzhou rested his chin, looked at his fingertips, and threw out a sentence: "According to my observation, the rest of the players who are not our players die a day, and as soon as twelve o'clock in the morning today, some people have already died." Death, so you should be safe today, don't lag behind the filming progress, let's start work later."

The director asked bitterly: "I can't get out, how do I shoot?"

"Simple." Qin Manzhou pulled out the short blade casually, retracted it into the sheath, and with a flick of his hand, the dagger disappeared without a trace, "Yesterday, the little star was going to shoot in a haunted house. Look, there is a haunted house here. , get the materials locally, and save trouble, this copy is so considerate, right?"

director:"……"

The rest of the people: "..."

He Xin nodded: "Besides, you can tell from the beginning that people have died here, and the level of horror has skyrocketed. There are not enough actors who pretend to be ghosts and scare people. I can do it. I am very good at it."

Yang Pan: "... isn't it safe?"

Shu Muyun blinked: "So can everyone go home first? Man Zhou and I haven't washed yet."

He Xin immediately pulled Yang Pan and Yiqi Juechen to leave the room first, and the other players also left after greeting each other.Sleeping in disheveled clothes, Shu Muyun let out a long sigh of relief, and finally threw away the quilt wrapped around her body, and then adjusted the air conditioner whose temperature had plummeted due to the small number of people to normal temperature: "This time the players are of good quality."

There are no pig teammates, no one who is brave, and no one who is behind the scenes.

"That's because it's not their turn to die yet." Qin Manzhou said casually, "After all the npcs on the opposite side are dead and the director team players go out, it will be our turn to face the ghosts. Only then will we know if we are single-minded. "

"But it doesn't matter." Qin Manzhou turned his head and smiled at Shu Muyun, "Anyway, I'm by your side, and it's enough to have you in my arms."

The hard-fated film crew reopened, and the trembling stars were forcibly pulled in to film.

As MC, Qin Manzhou is very leisurely: "As you can see, we are all in a villa now, why are we all crowded here? It's because we are trapped by ghosts, and those ghosts want to drive us all to death."

His ending is a bit long, and it sounds weird and hoarse, but he has imitated ten to ten the accents of the ghosts he meets every day. When the background light is dim, he looks ghostly.

It rained heavily outside the window.

Qin Manzhou sat in an armchair amidst the sound of rustling rain, crossed his legs, and knocked on the coffee table in front of him: "And this villa also has a lot of background. It is said that nine years ago, there were people from different places, different ages and different ages. People from different classes committed suicide collectively in this villa."

The corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and when viewed through the camera, it seemed as if his eyeliner was drawn. The handsome young man smiled and said, "It's also a coincidence, it was today nine years ago."

Qin Manzhou raised his hand and pointed casually behind him, without turning his head, he continued to smile at the camera and said, "Look, isn't this the dominant one?"

At the place where Qin Manzhou seemed to be pointing at random, a woman in red with long hair raised her head resentfully, staring at the crew on the opposite side.

That woman has no feet.