The belated iceberg attack [entertainment circle] GL

The night was quiet, and the picture was beautiful. The moment Lin Wanchen came out of the water, everyone held their breaths and looked at this beautiful young woman who was over forty years old and still had a charm. Immediately, someone rushed to her to touch up her makeup and hand her water, but it was obvious that she was soaked in the water. After a long time, she didn't want to drink water at all, so she shook her head and refused.

The newcomer actor was a little stage frightened, and no one came to take care of her when she was in the water, so someone handed her a towel, and it was Lin Wanchen who wiped her hair.The actress didn't say anything, and quietly brushed her hair.

Qian Luo stood in the distance watching the scene, and suddenly saw that kid walking over, tripped over the man who handed her a wet towel, and sat beside her knees quietly, not moving.

Qian Luo whispered: "Is this kid quite righteous?"

Ye bit her neck lightly with his fangs, and said, "What are the rules of the school?"

Qian Luo stopped talking.Shimen did say that the more docile a ghost is, the more likely it is to run away.Because the ghost has already lost its mind when it appeared, so it is just a powerful beast as an enemy, and for this kind of soul that has been resentful for several years, the more docile it is, the more rational it is. It still exists, so if this kind of ghost wants to pretend to be docile while playing tricks, it is impossible to guard against.

After all, Qianluo knows how precious a heart of a ghost subduing master is to ghosts.

She subconsciously stretched out her left hand and held the charm in her pocket.

Not far away, in the deep mountains, two shadows walked for a while supporting each other.Zhou Xiaoming's outline has become more and more faded, and the original light on her body due to the spirituality of the soul has gradually been wiped out. The nature of ghosts made her understand that if she didn't reincarnate, she might be completely lost.

At the same time, however, there was a fainter shadow beside her.

The woman's whole body was already blurred. She walked a few steps in front of her, stopped vigilantly, and said, "No, there is a ghost trap set up by the ghost master here."

Zhou Xiaoming felt weak all over, she hadn't thought of what happened when she was alive for a long time, and her obsession with the world has also faded a lot.

She leaned on the tree for a while, and asked: "Is this the only way we can do this? If... If that ghost is also a poor person..."

The woman glanced at her contemptuously: "A person who is about to vanish into thin air, is he still worried about others?"

Zhou Xiaoming lowered his head, and calmed down a little: "I was just thinking, if I was trapped under a stone for many years and could not escape, let alone a companion who finally rescued me, they would treat me as a food reserve... ...I must—”

The woman was most afraid that she would have similar assumptions, so she hurriedly hit her: "Don't think about it!"

There was a gloomy red light in Zhou Xiaoming's eyes: "So I thought, you have always been so kind to me, is it possible that I am also your food reserve..."

The woman's blurred figure seemed to be distorted in pain: "I have a promise with you, don't I?"

Zhou Xiaoming looked at her firmly: "But I never promised you."

"You will promise me sooner or later." The woman looked back at her calmly, and said, "When you are about to disappear completely."

The two continued to walk slowly up the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, at the entrance of the highway, a black car sped along the steep mountain road at high speed, along the winding mountain road, all the way up, the window was open, revealing the beautiful and slightly sharp side of a girl Face.

On the roof of the car, a ghost was lying on it, watching the surrounding vigilantly in the headwind, and let out a low growl from time to time.

The girl in white was holding the steering wheel in one hand and the phone in the other and was talking to someone: "Second Uncle, that's right, my ghost heard it."

"Second sister's breath is not far from me, and it is still moving slowly. Don't worry, I will definitely catch the ghost who dug out the second sister's heart. Save life? Dreaming, I want her to go through After 180 kalpas and then the soul flies away, wanting to die, how can it be so easy."

With a flick of her wrist, she dropped the phone on the car seat, and stepped on the accelerator to accelerate forward.

2,

Lin Wanchen had almost rested, and was looking sideways at Long Datou talking to the young actor.Although there is really nothing to say about playing a ghost, Long Datou insists that this ghost died after going through hardships, and he has a lot of grievances. The young actor not only wants to act out her horror, but also to act out that kind of grievance.

The little actor was very shy, lowered his head and said, "I see."

Long Datou said: "Your whole face will be covered by hair, only a pair of eyes can be exposed, so your eyes must have that scary look, that is, when you see a beautiful woman, you are not only jealous, but also resentful..."

Making a hand on his own necklace, gently pinching the necklace to play, he said with a smile, "You're acting in your true colors, you're jealous of Lin Yinghou's beauty, aren't you? Let's figure it out..."

The little actor's face turned red all of a sudden, and he whispered, "I'm not jealous of Sister Lin, I adore her."

The producer said: "Hey, I didn't make you really jealous, it's acting... the assistant director, don't you think so?"

The assistant director had a sullen face: "Don't get involved with me."

Qian Luo stayed not far away, seeing the whole scene in his eyes, stood up at this moment, and said to Ye: "I have to talk to the producer."

Ye stretched his waist and said, "What kind of person do you want to talk to her?"

Qian Luo said: "Hey, isn't she talking a lot, let's see if we can get something out of it..."

Ye was about to say something when he suddenly raised his head and sniffed the air, and said, "This smell is a bit familiar, did the ghost have a seizure?"

The two of them looked over, but saw that the brat was still obediently sitting there with his knees hugged, so they were relieved.Ye said: "Take the talisman to defend yourself. I'll go down the mountain to have a look. It seems that something powerful has come up the mountain. You can smell the bloody smell from hundreds of meters away..."

Qianluo nodded and went to talk to the producer.

She walked to the side of the production, and said to the assistant director seemingly casually: "It's been hard work for the film queen, and there is such a big incident at home, and she still has to come out to act."

The assistant director sighed beside him: "In the entertainment industry, you'll be dead in three days. If you don't accept the show, there will be nothing left when the company goes down..."

To make mouth poison, I have to insert a few sentences at this time: "Oh, she is the kind of person who takes her daughter to the top, and she still feels distressed. Wouldn't it be better to die, so you don't worry..."

The assistant director's face became more and more ugly: "Say a few words less."

The producer glared at him: "Why, don't you like listening to it?"

Qian Luo saw that this posture was not right, no matter how it looked, it looked like a husband and wife arguing, but someone beside her was kind enough to pull her: "The husband and wife quarrel every day, you should stay away."

Qian Luo looked at the couple in amazement, one was blunt and straightforward, the other was mean-spirited and mean-spirited, it was really... a world of difference.

The assistant director said: "Director Long is very sad when he died... Hey, his hair has turned gray."

Qian Luo wondered: "Shouldn't Queen Lin feel sad..."

The assistant director gave her a white look: "She's the kind of person? Director Long was blind and married back. Artists, when they see beautiful women, they put poetry on them. The result is..."

Zhuo stretched out his hand to pinch his ear: "What do you mean by that, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, right?!"

Qian Luo: "..."

Although I don't know if the other words are true or not, the saying that couples quarrel and stay away is true... very useful.

Qian Luo was listening to the details that flowed out of their conversation, she was concentrating, her eyes subconsciously glanced towards the swimming pool, at this time Lin Wanchen was about to go into the water, and everyone started to prepare, and they cheered up to start filming.

Qian Luo noticed a slight strangeness in the air, as if the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves was rustling in his ears, but the surrounding area was empty, there seemed to be no trees as the source of the sound, and the people in the crew were busy , was noisy.

Qian Luo was vigilant, and suddenly realized that the little devil had disappeared, subconsciously turned around, and clenched the spell in his hand.

However, she turned her head and saw the little guy sitting in front of her quietly hugging her knees, looking at her docilely with open eyes. Can you see me?"

Qian Luo nodded: "What do you see me doing?"

The little ghost said, "I'm looking at your hand."

Qian Luo bent down and asked kindly: "What hand?"

The kid stared at her for a long time, then whispered: "The right hand."

As she spoke, she stood up suddenly, stretched out her hand to grab Qianluo's right hand and was about to raise it——

However, at the same time, a fierce wind suddenly blew over. In the violent flow of air, a terrifying broken face suddenly appeared behind the little ghost. She turned her head slowly, but was instantly pierced by a sharp claw. chest.

Qian Luo was startled, the brat was still holding her hand, and his strength suddenly weakened.

"Qianluo!" A mournful cry came from a distance, and a girl in white jumped over from the opposite side of the swimming pool, and asked anxiously, "Are you alright?"

Qian Luo looked in disbelief at the hand piercing through that brat's chest.

It was Zhuo Zitong.

The kid opened his eyes wide, still holding Qianluo's right hand, his voice weakened, and he choked up and asked, "Why did you break your own right hand?"

Qian Luo subconsciously stretched out his hand to pull her, but his hand passed through the little ghost feebly, and her soul had already begun to dissipate.

There was a bit of pity in the girl's eyes, her slender hands grabbed Qianluo's wrist, and murmured: "Don't break it... such a good hand... how many people want it..."

The evening wind blew across the mountain, tearing that soul into pieces and dissipating in the wind.Zhang Youwei ran up to Qian Luo, hugged her, and shouted, "You are crazy! How could you get so close to a ghost? If I hadn't come in time, you know you would—"

Just like my sister, I will be dug out of my heart by them and lose my soul. At that time, even if I go to the poor and fall to the underworld, I will never find you again.

I cannot bear the pain of giving away the soul of someone I deeply care about again.

Qian Luo still stood in disbelief, pushed Zhang Youwei away with one hand, and muttered: "Did you kill her?"

Zhang Youwei frowned: "Otherwise, wait for her to pick you up?"

The shallow voice cooled down, and repeated: "Did you kill her?"