After being reborn for the shadow emperor, he tore the script of abuse by hand

Maybe it was because Yan Qing had been grabbing the threaded side and ravaging it, so that when he pulled it later, the ravaged place couldn't bear the pressure, and the stitching pattern on the lower half of the clothes was directly pulled away, revealing the underside of the clothes. Large patches of fair skin.

Feeling the chill coming from her waist, Pei Yunjiu smiled with death.

Yan Qing took off his coat in embarrassment, stretched it out in front of him, and handed it to him.

Pei Yunjiu turned her head and stared at him: "Aren't you cold in short-sleeved clothes?"

He had just been dragged into Yan Qing's arms, and now it was equivalent to standing next to him, turning his head 180 degrees to stare at others, which was very inconvenient.

The weather is neither too cold nor too hot, and a single long-sleeved or thin jacket can be worn. Pei Yunjiu only wears a long-sleeved one, while Yan Qing wears a short-sleeved jacket with a jacket.

Yan Qing silently took another step forward, unfolded his coat to wrap Pei Yunjiu up, and then used his body to completely block the lens of the camera.

The cameramen in the corner look at me and I look at you. I really don’t know which way to put the lens in my hand, which is really embarrassing.

Pei Yunjiu was still arguing with Yan Qing about the coat, and in the end the stronger person won.

Forced to wrap up in a long coat, Pei Yunjiu didn't even have the strength to stare at others. He bent his elbow and bumped into Yan Qing, and said earnestly, "Speak out when you feel cold."

Yan Qing fell silent and said yes.

They kissed me and I couldn't stand the mechanism anymore. The black projection screen that no one was paying attention to kept shaking, with the sound of humbling wind, coupled with the current light and atmosphere, it seemed very cautious.

Pei Yunjiu turned her head impatiently, stared at the curtain and said angrily: "What's the matter with shaking, did you see something? Can you be quiet!"

The artificially shaken projection screen: ...

Hi, so angry!

Yan Qing was quite afraid of this atmosphere at first, but as soon as Pei Yunjiu's words came out, all the weird atmosphere disappeared.He pursed his lips slightly, suppressing a smile.

"Still laughing!" Pei Yunjiu stared back at him after finishing the mechanism.

Yan Qing immediately restrained his smile and corrected his attitude.

The projection screen was shaking, shaking more and more violently, as if accusing the two of ignoring it in order to show their affection.

Pei Yunjiu put on his coat and paced slowly, looking around the projection cloth hanging in the middle of the house.

Since this thing fell down, it must have a projection effect, but where to put the projector?

Pei Yunjiu looked forward in the direction that should be the projector, which happened to be the door that Yan Qing opened.

"What mechanism did you touch just now?" Pei Yunjiu asked.

Yan Qing replied: "Hua Rongdao."

He walked forward, pointing to the unkempt wooden floor in one corner of the house.

At six o'clock, all the power supply in the villa room was cut off, and there was no rule instruction, so Yan Qing walked along the house, only to find that a wooden board in a corner of the house could be pushed at will.

When Yan Qing first came to this room, he walked around, but at that time there was no movement on the floor, so it is only possible that the outside staff took away the wooden blocks that were stuck on the floor, causing the remaining wooden blocks to be freed. move.

Huarong Road is a game in which a path is created by moving intersecting wooden blocks so that the trapped wooden blocks can come out of the passage.

Yan Qing sent the wooden block out, and the door opened automatically.

Pei Yunjiu looked forward, the room over there was closed and there was no movement.

He guessed: "Is there only one mechanism in each room? You opened the wall, and I found this projection screen. Now I have to wait for the front room to open before I can see the projector?"

This idea is also very possible. The two looked at each other, and they simply moved a chair and sat leisurely.

Time ticked by, the sky outside gradually darkened, so dark that the dim sunset almost disappeared, leaving only a piece of darkness.

Just when Pei Yunjiu was about to fall asleep, the wall behind opened with a bang, and several people were panting.

To be precise, one person panted and the other screamed.

Liang En leaned against the wall panting, glanced at Hang Wan'er, and said irritably, "Can you be quiet?"

Hang Wan'er was trembling with fright, and the scream in her throat was louder than the other.

There was a wall blocking it just now, and the sound was relatively low. Now that there is nothing blocking it, Pei Yunjiu and Yan Qing were tortured by the noise.

Pei Yunjiu grinned, covered her ears and leaned over, "Did you see a ghost? Doesn't your throat hurt?"

As soon as he spoke, Hang Wan'er looked over, the scream that had just stopped suddenly rose again and then got stuck in her throat, making her gasp for breath.

Hang Wan'er closed her eyes and pointed behind him, tremblingly said: "You, you, you, you, look behind."

Pei Yunjiu turned around in doubt, and saw a new pattern appear on the black projection screen hanging in the room——

A long-haired girl's face slowly emerged from the edge of the projection.

Not to mention Hang Wan'er who is afraid of ghosts, even if she is as bold as Pei Yunjiu, she is startled reflexively when she sees it suddenly.

"His--!"

The tearing of cloth sounded again.

Pei Yunjiu was startled, and turned to look at Yan Qing.

Yan Qing was hanging his head, tossing the corner of the white clothes he had just torn off.

Pei Yunjiu watched helplessly as he destroyed the white cloth again with brute force, turned the white cloth into a long strip, and tied it over his eyes. After it was tied tightly, Yan Qing dared to raise his head and look at everyone through a layer of white cloth.

Yan Qing looked at the current situation through the white cloth, covered by a thin layer of cloth, he could only see a few dangling figures clearly.He breathed a sigh of relief after making sure he couldn't see those irritating things.

Pei Yunjiu raised her hand and shook it in front of his eyes, the corners of her mouth twitched, "This cloth covers, can you walk?"

Yan Qing nodded: "Yes."

Hang Wan'er peeked out from between her fingers, "Where did you get all the cloth?"

Pei Yunjiu: "...If we don't mention this, we can still be friends."

Hang Wan'er:?

She put down her finger and stared at Pei Yunjiu's coat. Did Pei Yunjiu wear a coat just now?

No, why is Yan Qing wearing short sleeves, isn't it cold?

Full of curiosity instantly occupied Hang Wan'er's mind, even the female ghost crawling around on the black projection screen was ignored by her.

It is said to be a female ghost, but it is actually a moving picture of a girl with loose long hair moving left and right. This picture is fine in normal times, but if it is wandering around now, everyone will be surprised.

Pei Yunjiu stared at it for a while, and after the picture of the female ghost was panned for the tenth time, three words floated on the screen——

"Play with me."

Seeing this, Pei Yunjiu frowned, and turned to look at the opened door behind her.

The female ghost's projection obviously came from Hang Wan'er's room. Pei Yunjiu went around and looked around, and found a flickering projector on the ceiling of the room.

Pei Yunjiu thought of Hang Wan'er's scream when she entered the room, and asked, "Wan'er, why did you scream when you just entered the room?"

"Ah?" Hang Wan'er was stunned for a moment before saying, "Just now Liang En was pretending to be a ghost to scare me."

The corner of Liang En's mouth twitched, "If it wasn't for the mission to pretend to be a ghost, you think I rarely wear that white dress?"

"Pretending to be a ghost?"

"Ever heard of Jiajiajiu? That's what it is." Liang En said impatiently.

Pei Yunjiu pondered: "The mechanism in my room is reflected light, and the mechanism in Yan Qing's room is Huarong Road—"

Liang En replied quickly: "Mine is pretending to be a ghost and using shadows to compare movements."

Hang Wan'er weakly raised her hand and said, "Mine...is the person in the painting looking for faults."

Hearing this, the other three looked at her together, Pei Yunjiu asked in surprise, "The person in the painting? Is the painting still there?"

Hang Wan'er shook her head: "It's gone, it's a sand painting slanted on the wall. Just as the wall was opened, the sand painting was shaken and disappeared."

Yan Qing was still blindfolded with a white cloth, he groped and pointed to the other side of the curtain, and asked: "Is the person in the painting the one projected on it?"

Hang Wan'er didn't dare to look at the curtain carefully at all, and now being forced by the other three people, she could barely open one eye to glance at the figure on the curtain.

She was too scared to come in just now, she only saw a female ghost with long hair, and now she forced herself to look carefully, only then did she realize that this 'female ghost' looked very familiar, it was the person in the painting she had been looking for for a long time.

"It's really the person in that painting..." Hang Wan'er immediately lost her fear, stood up, and carefully studied the faces floating around on the curtain.

Pei Yunjiu turned around and poked Yan Qing, and said in a low voice, "It's just a girl's headshot, why don't you take off that cloth?"

Yan Qing hesitated for a while, then muffled: "No."

Although Yan Qing's appearance of being afraid of ghosts is very cute, but... Pei Yunjiu glanced at the camera behind him, and sighed: "Aren't you afraid that your fans will laugh at you?"

Yan Qing said calmly: "It's okay? Teacher Deni asked me to set up a character who is afraid of ghosts before, saying that it is cute in contrast."

Pei Yunjiu couldn't help complaining: "Where is the contrast between the high-cold Bingshan who is afraid of ghosts? The coquettish Bingshan is almost the same."

Yan Qing paused, and asked thoughtfully: "Senior, you mean the kind of person who is coquettish and cute?"

Pei Yunjiu glanced at him, "What are you doing, I'm just talking."

After he finished speaking, he slipped back without giving Yan Qing a chance to practice.

Seeing the figure running away quickly through the white cloth, Yan Qing chuckled, raised his hand to remove the white cloth from his eyes, then turned around, and quietly looked at Pei Yunjiu's back.

Hang Wan'er folded her arms and rubbed her arms, pointing at the white cloth in his hand and whispered, "Are you afraid of ghosts too? Why don't you bring it now? If you don't bring it... lend me it?"

Yan Qing glanced at the white cloth in her hand, and said ruthlessly, "No borrowing."

Hang Wan'er: "Huh? Don't, let's discuss it again?"

Yan Qing tilted his head to look at her, reached into his pocket with his empty hand, stroked it, and squeezed out a piece of yellow talisman paper.

"Give you."

"? Where did you come from?"

Yan Qing remained silent, and stepped to find Pei Yunjiu, leaving Hang Wan'er in a daze, and the director team who saw all this through the camera looked at each other.

The director was incompetent and furious: "This kid—where did he get it in!"

Everyone carefully guessed: "Did Yun Jiu take it? Will Yan Qing look for these things?"

"Brother Pei should have taken it. He was with Hang Wan'er before the filming started..."

"With Yan Qing's temperament, it doesn't seem like he can handle these things."

"Pei Yunjiu took it."

"..."

The director held his heart, "Boy Pei, I remember him!"

Pei Yunjiu, who was looking at the sand picture frame, sneezed violently. He rubbed his nose, turned around expressionlessly, and stared at the last opened wall.

The movement of the opening of the wall was a bit loud, kicking up a cloud of dust, which made Pei Yunjiu's nose itch.

Linda and Tian Xueke walked from another room, holding their noses, and were ecstatic when they saw the other people in the room.

"Ah, family, we are finally reunited!"

Linda rushed over crying, and complained: "The math problems in your country are too difficult! It's too difficult! It's simply not done by humans!"

math problem?

Everyone silently looked at Tian Xueke.

Tian Xue could not laugh or cry: "The mechanism in Linda's room is the nine-to-nine multiplication table, but she doesn't know it at all. At most, she can count to seven to seven 49."

Linda cried with a sad face: "Obviously Qiqi is mad at me!"

Pei Yunjiu suppressed a smile, coughed and said, "This is called a variety show to encourage learning."

"Bah!" Linda said violently, "It's almost the same as dropping out of variety shows! Our country doesn't recite this stuff at all, what kind of devil education are you!"

"I also think math is difficult~QAQ"

"Right, right." Hearing the voice of approval, Linda suddenly felt that a bosom friend was hard to find, and chattered endlessly, "Mathematics! Devil!"

The child's voice echoed leisurely: "Yes~devil~"

"Huh—huh?" Linda's voice faltered.

Everyone froze, looked at each other, and then stared at Linda.

Linda was also stunned, and said in a daze, "No, who is talking?!"

The author has something to say: thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Jianglan and green juice;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!love you~