After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

When Yan Shixun dragged Lu Xingxing into the alley, he felt something was wrong.

Although it was already late autumn, Binhai City was still sunny, because the formation barrier set up by Taoist Haiyun Temple successfully prevented the typhoon from landing, so it didn't feel cold after rain for days.

But in the alley, it was obviously several degrees lower than the outside, with a musty smell after the rain.

Lu Xingxing was still twisting like a crab in Yan Shixun's hand, but Yan Shixun just snorted coldly, raised his hand and knocked Lu Xingxing with a thump before letting him go.

"Since you call me Master Uncle, I will protect you, but Lu Xingxing, you always have to walk alone. If you can't learn to be cautious, Haiyun Temple is not a Taoist priest who has not died at the hands of ghosts. If There really is such a day."

Yan Shixun withdrew his hand, and walked past Lu Xingxing with one hand in his pocket, his voice was calm: "I will help you contact a talkative errand, so as not to annoy the errand with your mouth and suffer."

Lu Xingxing stared at Yan Shixun in a daze as he pushed open the door and walked into the old building with a strong sense of history.

"Squeak--!"

The exquisite and atmospheric carved iron gate has already been eroded and rusted by the wind and rain for a hundred years. When it is pushed open, the bearings make a low friction sound, which echoes in the empty alley.

Yan Shixun's eyes swept across the yard, and then he stepped over the high threshold with his long legs.

Lu Xingxing was wondering why Yan Shixun suddenly gave up beating him, said a few words to himself, and then went to visit the historical buildings. Before he recovered, he felt an oppressive figure rubbing his shoulders And pass.

He was taken aback, and looked quickly, only to find that it was the strange man who always followed Yan Shixun.

"Are you a ghost? You don't even make a sound when you walk?" Lu Xingxing was a little unhappy at first, but when Ye Li's gaze swept over him, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis from his soul, and immediately shut up.

Ye Li looked away indifferently, and followed Yan Shixun into the gate.

For Binhai City, the concession is a special period of history. It coexisted with Binhai City in the period of transition from old to new.

As for the concession area in Binhai City, because it was listed as a cultural relic, it still completely retains the style of that year.

This building, which is the former residence of the diplomat Jing Fing, is a typical three-story western-style building with a combination of Chinese and Western styles, but the small fountain in the courtyard has long since dried up, and it is covered with dead leaves.The red bricks of the main body of the small building are also peeling off, and the original exquisite carvings have also been worn away.Only from the structure of the main body can we vaguely see the splendor and magnificence of that year.

"Brother Yan, why are you suddenly interested in these things?"

Following Lu Xingxing who came up from behind, he looked around at the bleak autumn scenery in the courtyard, but he didn't see anything wrong, he just said strangely: "Brother Yan, are you the kind who buys postcards when you travel? I'm interested in this kind of architecture, but I didn't expect you to be so artistic, tsk tsk."

"........."

Yan Shixun slowly turned his head expressionlessly, watching Lu Xingxing silently, until he felt guilty for seeing this righteous man, then turned back and walked towards the small building.

"What's the matter, I'll just ask, isn't this trying to improve our relationship with you?"

Lu Xingxing muttered in a low voice, secretly raised his eyes to look at Yan Shixun several times, after all, he didn't dare to ask loudly.

He didn't know what was going on with him, but somehow he was a little afraid of the serious Yan Shixun, which would make him feel that in Yan Shixun's eyes, he was a little brat who didn't know what to do.

He hates this feeling.

Because the master and the ancestors all praised Yan Shixun, Lu Xingxing was unconvinced and wanted to prove himself, but he did not expect that he fell twice in a row in Yanghua and Jiazifen Village, and was rescued by Yan Shixun A little life back.

Although he is not convinced, but he is not a scoundrel, if he loses, he loses, he admits, and is therefore willing to admit that Yan Shixun lost to his uncle—even though Yan Shixun himself has no intention of recognizing Hai Yunguan's origin , It made Lu Xingxing seem to be forced to go up.

But even so, Lu Xingxing didn't want Yan Shixun to look down on him, he wanted to say that he was useful.

No matter how small the voice was, it couldn't escape Ye Li's ears. He was going to follow Yan Shixun's footsteps into the small building, but when he came back to his senses, he asked word by word: "Enhance the relationship?"

"Uh……"

Lu Xingxing shuddered, feeling that all the little thoughts he had just had disappeared under this glance, and he didn't dare to give an affirmative answer at all.

This person looked as if he would tear himself apart as long as he nodded.

Scarier than an angry master.

"Are you Yan Ge's friend? I don't seem to have asked your name." Lu Xingxing asked cautiously: "It's very strange. I obviously think I should ask who you are, but it's like I can't remember. , forget it in the next second."

Ye Li glanced at Lu Xingxing, and from his cowardly and stupid appearance, he felt that Yan Shixun probably wouldn't care about this kind of person.But thinking of Zhang Wubing, Ye Li was not so sure.

When Ye Li and Lu Xingxing were deadlocked in front of the door, Yan Shixun had already entered the living room.

A magnificent crystal chandelier hangs in the middle of the high-ceilinged living room, animal fur is draped on the mahogany leather sofa, and fragments of wallets and jewelry are scattered on the chest of drawers. Typical old coastal charm in this house.

It's like the owner just leaves the house for a while and will come back soon, everything is very well preserved.

When Yan Shixun stepped on the wooden floor, the wood made a "creaking" sound, and the heavy soles of the Martin boots rubbed against the floor inevitably, which was lonely and frightening.

In order to preserve the furnishings in the house as much as possible and prevent them from aging too quickly, the windows were drawn with curtains to block the sunlight outside, making the building dark at this time, and only their silhouettes could be vaguely seen in the darkness.

At the corner of the stairs, a figure silently stared at Yan Shixun, cold and without warmth, blending into the darkness.

"Boom!"

As soon as Yan Shixun bumped into something, he immediately stretched out his hand to grab it quickly, and subconsciously grabbed something into his hand.

The tentacles felt cold and wet to the touch, as if they were covered with blood.

Yan Shixun narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head to look at the thing in his hand, and then recognized what it was.

Commemorative graduation ceremony for women's class at Capital University.

Under the crystal statue, there is also a line of small characters engraved, showing that this is already a hundred years ago.

And there was no trace of water in his palm, it seemed that when his eyes couldn't see clearly, the touch automatically reminded him of something else.

Yan Shixun was just about to put the statue back on the original display stand, when he suddenly subconsciously noticed that someone was looking at him, and he immediately turned around to look, his gaze was like lightning.

Down the stairs facing him, there was a vague figure.

Yan Shixun frowned, his muscles tensed instantly.

Not to mention that the entire concession area was booked out by Li Xuetang's crew, and the security guards outside would not let anyone in.Why is there someone in a small bungalow that is the most common in the concession area?Thief?No, there is no breath of a stranger.

Yan Shixun held his breath, approached with light steps, and took the initiative to walk into the area that was blocked without a trace of light.

The eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, but at the same time, the sensitivity of the hearing increased several times, including all the sounds in the entire building.

The wind blows in through the cracks in the upstairs window, and the whistling sound is like the rapid roar of a dying person. The old and dilapidated wooden furniture makes the sound of "cracking" and the wood tightening and expanding. The stairs are clearly empty, but there is a "cracking" sound. "Crackling" sound came out.

The marbles rolled from south to north, made a "bang bang" sound after hitting the wall, bounced on the floor, and disappeared...

The whole small building was groaning overwhelmed.

Yan Shixun didn't dare to relax, he controlled his breathing, let the sound of his heartbeat decrease together with the sound of breathing, only the slight creaking sound of the wooden floor under his feet could be heard.

But he suddenly stood up.

After getting closer, the feeling of being watched is even stronger.

Yan Shixun stood on the spot, he could feel the darkness around him seemed to be spinning, from top to bottom, left to right, densely packed eyes were looking at him.

It was as if those eyes had been sleeping for a hundred years, and finally woke up today, looking silently and maliciously at the person coming.On walls, behind corners, on stairs, behind...everywhere.

"Snapped!"

At this moment, a cluster of lights suddenly ignited in the living room, dispelling the darkness.

The feeling of being watched by Yan Shixun also receded quickly like a tide.

With the help of the light shining from behind, Yan Shixun finally saw clearly what was under the corner of the stairs that made him feel uncomfortable at first.

A sterling silver Renaissance style human figure.

It stands quietly at the corner, acting as a qualified decoration.He couldn't speak or move, his eyes looked at the abutment under his feet, he was only thinking, and he didn't seem to be interested in the person who came.

Is it an illusion?

……wrong.

Yan Shixun narrowed his eyes, then moved his gaze away, turned around and looked at the source of the light behind him.

Ye Li didn't know when he walked into the living room, and he didn't show any stiffness on the old wooden floor.

He stood there with a ball of shining light in his slender palm, as if the moon had fallen into his hand, dispelling for Yan Shixun the darkness that was surging around and trying to engulf him.

Yan Shixun quickly recognized what Ye Li was holding: "Golden Light Curse?"

He couldn't help laughing, and the tension just now disappeared: "Is this how the spell is used?"

The most powerful exorcism charms are used as candles for lighting.If this scene is seen by Taoist priests who want to get started but can't find it, I'm afraid they will be envious and angry.

Ye Li relieved the cold sharpness between his brows and eyes, and said with a smile, "It just happens to work."

"...One of you lights the fire with the five thunder talisman, and the other uses the golden light spell to illuminate it, which is a good match." Lu Xingxing, who was standing at the door, said speechlessly.

Except that Ye Li raised his eyebrows because of Lu Xingxing's "good match", and his sense of Lu Xingxing became better, Yan Shixun didn't feel much about it.

The light dispelled the sense of peeping, but Yan Shixun could feel that those things hadn't left, they were still lurking in the gaps where the light couldn't shine, they just retreated temporarily.

So Yan Shixun walked towards the stairs with the help of the light in Ye Li's hand.

Only now did he see clearly that there were oil paintings with gilt frames hanging along the wall from bottom to top.

The red background gold powder wallpaper has aged and turned into a deeper rust red, like the color of oxidation after blood is spilled.Most of those oil paintings are portraits of people, men in European-style suits and women in gorgeous skirts. They stand or sit in the paintings, quietly looking at the people outside the frame.

This is probably the source of Yan Shixun's feeling of being peeped just now.

Because the small bungalow was built half a year ago, and the owner was a diplomat back then, it should be normal to have this kind of European-style decoration in the house. Ordinary people will only marvel at the precipitation The sense of age and heavy sense of history, I admire the exquisite lifelikeness of those oil paintings.

But Yan Shixun always felt something was wrong.

He looked carefully, and although the characters in the oil paintings were different, there were a few faces that kept recurring.Hanging in the center is the largest oil painting, which depicts a handsome and vigorous man, and a gentle and beautiful woman sitting beside the man.

What does not match the completely European style in the oil painting is the woman's hairstyle and clothes.

Even though she is wearing a European-style fluffy dress, the woman still wears old-fashioned bangs and a lady's hair bun. The ones hanging on the ears, the neck, and the temples are all emerald and traditional gold ornaments.Her expression also looked very shy, with a sense of shyness and disgust, as if she was disgusted by being painted by an oil painter.

Yan Shixun had a guess in his mind, the hostess who accepts new ideas and the hostess who is old-fashioned, I am afraid that the painting in this oil painting is the owner of the small building at that time, the diplomat Jing Fing, and his wife Jing Shi.

Anyone who knows something about that era a hundred years ago will never miss the name Jingbing.

He was the most active and unnegligible figure in the old Binhai of the Fengyun Society. He returned to China after studying abroad at public expense. He is a new-style person, open-minded, speaks an authentic Oxford accent, and can speak four languages.Everyone who had dealings with him, even those from opposing camps, praised him generously in their memoirs and diaries.

But such a dazzling person has always been criticized for one thing.

His wife is the daughter of an old bureaucrat with bound feet.

In the newspapers back then, there were not a few people who took this incident to attack Jing Fing.People of the old school can't understand his relationship with his parents as a first wife, and people of the new school look down on his refusal to divorce his wife and draw a clear line with the old school.

Even on today's Internet, when talking about Jing Bing, they criticize him contemptuously, saying that he is a "scumbag", and some people even suggest that he be deleted from the history books because of his "family disharmony".But people kept silent about the numerous achievements that Jing Ping had fought for, as if they had selectively forgotten.

It can be said that this old-fashioned wife is the only stain in Jing Ping's glorious and progressive life.

However, in Jing Ping's former residence, there is a picture of him and his wife hanging upright, and everyone who walks into the living room can see them at a glance.

The four-meter-long oil painting occupies an entire wall of the high-ceilinged living room, and it is very oppressive when viewed from a close distance. When Yan Shixun looked up, he had the illusion of being watched by two people.

But... no.

Yan Shixun still remembered that on the crystal statue he subconsciously caught just now, it was written as a souvenir of the women's class of Beijing University, and it would be placed in the living room, so it must be something the owner valued.

However, according to historical records, during the war-torn era, the two daughters born to Jing Ping and his wife both died when they were young, and his wife also died of depression. After that, Jing Ping had no heirs until his death.

So, whose statue would it be?

You must know that in that era, Capital University represented progress, and the women's class was not something that ordinary women and ordinary people could enroll in.

Yan Shixun frowned, and looked around inquiringly with doubts.

He noticed that, except for the huge oil painting, most of the protagonists of other oil paintings hanging on the wall are another woman.

She has a cheerful smile, showing her white teeth unscrupulously. She wears a European-style long skirt or a cheongsam with a novel and bold style in that era. Most of them are European style.

She is generous and decent, without any shyness, just like a bright color in that dark age.

Just looking at the oil paintings she left behind, Yan Shixun couldn't help but be infected by her vigor and wanted to smile.

"Brother Yan, Zhao Zhen asked if we would go back."

Lu Xingxing suddenly made a sound, interrupting Yan Shixun's investigation: "Zhao Zhen said that they plan to go back to the hotel to have a rest and have a meal, and then return to the concession area. It seems that Director Li is in a hurry, so we will let everyone move freely .”

Only then did Yan Shixun come back to his senses, and he nodded, "Okay, let's go back to the hotel first."

As for here...

Yan Shixun took a deep look at the oil paintings all over the wall before turning around.

In the old house of that era, it is normal for some ghosts who do not want to leave.Since no one came here, and those old residents had no intention of harming anyone, there was no need to bother.

After all, strictly speaking, it was them trespassers who disturbed their lives.

Yan Shixun nodded to the only one in the darkness, as an apology: "Excuse me."

With the departure of Yan Shixun and Ye Li, the light was extinguished, and the room that was covered by the velvet curtain without a little light was returned to darkness.

The men and women on the oil paintings also appear strange and unpredictable because of the change of light and shadow.

The densely packed eyes looked down in the darkness, as if peeping into the bright world outside the door.

until--

"boom!"

The gilded carved door was closed.

All old memories, together with dust, are blocked from the light.

Until he walked out of the courtyard, Lu Xingxing was still turning his head back frequently, looking in the direction of the small building.

Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows: "What?"

"Brother Yan..." Lu Xingxing blinked, and only now did he realize later: "Is there a ghost in there?"

"so?"

"So?!" Lu Xingxing raised his voice and asked in disbelief: "Since there are ghosts, why don't you drive them away, Brother Yan!"

"No, no, Brother Yan, you go back first, I have to go back and drive those ghosts away. Wait, I have to call my master and ask him to come here to have a look..."

While talking, Lu Xingxing muttered and shook his head and walked towards the small building of his former residence.

Suddenly, Lu Xingxing felt a strong pulling force coming from behind his collar, which made him stagger and couldn't move forward even half a step.

"Where are you going?" Yan Shixun said leisurely, "I still have the title deed to that house, and I lived there from birth to death. You care so much, aren't you afraid of being bitten by dogs?"

Lu Xingxing was confused: "Brother Yan, that's a ghost."

Yan Shixun sneered, and asked back, "Then did they hurt anyone?"

"But they are ghosts, sooner or later they will..."

"Prophetic conviction?" Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then if someone says now that you are going to kill you now because you may do something wrong ten years later, do you think it is reasonable?"

"Fuck? That man is sick!"

Lu Xingxing was angry.

After a while, he suddenly came to his senses and looked up at Yan Shixun in horror.

"So." Yan Shixun flexed his fingers and smacked Lu Xingxing's forehead: "Let's go."

Lu Xingxing: ...I don't think I'm called leaving, but dragged away!

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……

As soon as Yan Shixun entered the hotel lobby, he heard the whispers of the hotel staff next to him.

"Chi Yan is too kind. It's the first time I've met a high-status but unassuming customer like her. She just helped me plead with the manager."

"I saw it. I really love her to death. I want to go up and ask for an autograph."

"Excuse me, Chi Yan." A deep and magnetic male voice suddenly interrupted the conversation of several staff members and asked, "Has she come to the hotel?"

When they turned their heads, they saw a slender and handsome young man standing not far behind them, with sharp and bright eyes, as aggressive as a blade.

One of them exclaimed and recognized it excitedly: "Yan Shixun!"

Yan Shixun was caught off guard by being called by his name. He has always been indifferent to things in the entertainment industry. He has no idea that his number of fans has risen to a terrifying number. For the first time, he feels that he can go anywhere. Anguish that can be recognized.

That person originally wanted to ask Yan Shixun for an autograph or a group photo, but fortunately she remembered that it was working hours and the program team had reserved a hotel room. Strictly speaking, Yan Shixun was a guest of the hotel. You can't ask for a signature at will.

She coughed and blushed excitedly: "Yes, Ms. Chi Yan just went upstairs."

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Yan, didn't you go with the program crew? The others all went upstairs with Ms. Chi Yan."

In the end, the staff member still couldn't hold back, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Yan, can you sign me? I'm your fan, and I watch your shows every now and then. It's so good!"

Yan Shixun looked over with calm eyes, and there was no trace of a smile on his handsome face.

It's not like a normal artist would do business when facing fans, even if they don't like it, they have to manage their expressions, and thank fans for their likes with a smile.Yan Shixun's attitude can be called indifferent.

"Instead of being my fan, it's better to be your own fan and make you your own idol."

Yan Shixun was sober in the world, and said indifferently: "To you, I am just a dummy that can move on the screen. After I leave the hotel, I will disappear in your life, and there is a high probability that I will never meet you again. .You get nothing but wasted time and energy.”

"It's better to focus on reality and improve yourself."

Several staff members who heard this were stunned: "..."

The hotel has received many celebrities and celebrities, but it is still rare to meet such people who don't even bother to do superficial kung fu.

The staff member who wanted to sign but was rejected had a very bad face, hurriedly handed over the reserved room card to Yan Shixun, and casually pointed Yan Shixun in the direction of the elevator, and did nothing else.

Even Lu Xingxing couldn't help but glanced at the receptionist when he took his room card, thinking that she looked really pitiful.

Is Brother Yan also so rude to the lady?Even he would be a little softer when he saw a girl.

After the few people walked away, the few staff members who had just been stunned by Yan Shixun dared to speak again, and whispered indignantly: "What, do you really think you are a big shot? You are so arrogant!"

"That's right, people in Chi Yan's position are so gentle."

"This is Yan Shixun. I don't think he can develop well in the entertainment circle. Compared with Chi Yan, he is really different!"

"That's right, my dear, don't be sad, just take off your fans. You see Chi Yan is so good, can't you just be her fan? A person who doesn't even deserve to lift Chi Yan's shoes, what works does he have? What are you crazy about?" mad."

……

But what those few staff members who thought they were talking in a low voice didn't know that Yan Shixun's hearing was excellent, and no sound could escape his ears.

What's more, the hotel was occupied by the program crew and crew, and there was no one else in the lobby. The white marble and yellow dragon jade pasted the empty space with luxurious wall and floor tiles, which was the best place for sound amplification.

Even Lu Xingxing was a little angry, turned around and wanted to go back and reason with those people.

But Yan Shixun grabbed his arm accurately without turning his head: "What are you doing? Wait here for the elevator."

Lu Xingxing was angry: "But they slandered Brother Yan..."

"The mouths are on their bodies, and the brains are on their own necks. Whatever they say or think is their freedom, and it has nothing to do with me."

Yan Shixun said indifferently: "Love and hate are too easy, talk about it, change it easily, people can't even bring up the thought of paying attention."

Unexpectedly, Yan Shixun actually thought so, Lu Xingxing felt a little resentful: "I didn't expect Brother Yan to have such a good attitude? He is suitable for entering the entertainment circle, Brother Yan, don't you really think about it?"

"Do not."

Lu Xingxing couldn't understand Yan Shixun's true meaning, but Ye Li understood Yan Shixun's meaning.

Yan Shixun is a person who is not easy to make karma with others, how can he accept those mixed and unfocused emotions?

"Then what if it's deep love and hatred?" Ye Li smiled and bent down, almost whispering, and asked in Yan Shixun's ear, "Are you willing to accept it?"

The cold breath blew on the skin of Yan Shixun's back neck, making him a little itchy, he quickly raised his head and covered the skin behind his ears, and looked at Ye Li angrily: "Am I a deaf and tinnitus patient? What are you doing so close?"

Ye Li blinked his eyes, and when he looked at Yan Shixun's face up close, his expression became more vivid, which made his heart flutter and tremble.

At this time, Yan Shixun also felt that he had just overreacted. He coughed uncomfortably, turned his head to look at the elevator buttons, and no longer faced Ye Li's face—otherwise, he always felt that there would be something out of control. things happen.

Although he didn't know what it was, he chose to refuse.

But after seeing it, Yan Shixun realized: "The elevator is so slow?"

He frowned, and found that the elevator was still on the upper floors without moving.

Because it is located in the concession area, the building of the hotel itself was built a hundred years ago. Even though it was renovated to be more suitable for a modern living environment, the original style and furnishings were retained to the greatest extent.Like the elevator, it still retains the appearance of the past, with the luxurious atmosphere of the old Binhai.

However, due to the limitations of the times and buildings, there has always been only one passenger elevator.

"Huh? Really." Lu Xingxing asked strangely, "The elevator is broken?"

"The front desk just said..."

Something crossed Yan Shixun's mind: "The rest of the program team got on the elevator with Chi Yan."

"It should have been a while. When Zhao Zhen sent a message to Lu Xingxing, they were already heading to the hotel. We were at least 10 minutes behind them. If they met Chi Yan for a few minutes, they should have gotten off the elevator. but……"

The elevator has been stopped at the upper floor and has not moved.

It was either that the elevator was broken, or that everyone was in the elevator all the time, not going up or down, and the elevator was never closed.

Not sure what happened.

Thinking of what was wrong with Chi Yan that he saw today, Yan Shixun made a decisive decision, dragged the waiter not far away, pointed to the floor displayed by the elevator and asked: "This floor, other than this elevator, is there any other way to go up? "

The waiter was taken aback, but he also knew that they were the guests of the program group, so he stammered: "No, no more. Ms. Chi stayed in the penthouse suite, and only this elevator directly went upstairs. "

"But you can also go up to the second top floor from the freight elevator used by the staff, and then go up the fire escape."

Yan Shixun immediately dragged the waiter to the freight elevator at the back.

And on the top floor, everyone was stunned for several minutes, unable to control their yelling in fear, as if they wanted to vent all the fear in their hearts.

Roars and screams echoed mixedly, against the broken doll standing in the elevator hall, a slight chill almost seeped out along the marble wall, making one's hairs stand on end.

In the end, Zhang Wubing was the first to come back to his senses. After the initial fear passed, he blinked and looked at the puppet that had scared everyone stupid.

Others rarely encounter these things, but for Zhang Wubing, bumping ghosts has become as normal as eating, and has become an indispensable part of his life.

Because of this, he became a doctor after a long illness. Even if he hadn't learned these things specifically, he had learned a lot from other masters and Yan Shixun.

Most importantly, he is already very familiar with the breath of ghosts.

But this puppet didn't have that familiar feeling.

Not a ghost.

"Wait, wait!" Zhang Wubing hurriedly shouted loudly: "Everyone, don't panic, it might just be a prank!"

The human brain has the instinct to deceive itself. When it encounters something that it cannot solve or wants to escape, the brain will issue instructions to forcibly reverse the originally unacceptable picture into an acceptable range.

And Zhang Wubing's words were like a life-saving straw sticking out of the water, making everyone grab it tightly.

"Evil, a prank?"

Originally, An Nanyuan subconsciously reached out to help Bai Shuang when he fell, but accidentally caught a glimpse of the puppet and was so frightened that his legs went limp. After hearing Zhang Wubing's words, his eyes on the puppet immediately changed from " This is a dead body" becomes "This is a puppet, find the difference".

An Nanyuan soon discovered that during the short period of time they were standing here, the puppet was indeed motionless. It was not a ghost, which meant it would not hurt them.

——If it's not like those dead people in Jiazi Grave Village can pick up corpses.

Upon closer inspection, the puppet's joints are all spherical, and from some cross-sections, they are not human flesh and blood.

It looks like a more sophisticated and realistic model.

An Nanyuan quickly breathed a sigh of relief, and comforted everyone: "Director Zhang is right, this is a dummy model, it should be a prank done by some boring guy here, everyone, don't be afraid."

The others also gradually calmed down, and because of An Nanyuan's words, they settled down and looked at it suspiciously.

Sure enough, if you look closely, that face is indeed too stiff, the mouth is grinning directly below the ears, the eyes are blank, and the smile is terrifying, which is not an expression that humans can make.

"Yes, is it a dummy?" Bai Shuang burst into tears, crying until the makeup on her face was smeared, and she wanted to stand up, but her body was limp after being extremely frightened, and she couldn't lift up any strength.

The others quickly helped Bai Shuang up.

"Who is so hateful!" The variety show cafe scolded: "Did you even get some red paint on purpose? Manager, what's going on? If we didn't come up with Ms. Chi, wouldn't she want to see this by herself?" Have you piled things up?"

After getting rid of the mentality of fear, several guests who have seen many various attack methods in the entertainment circle and have long been accustomed to the behavior of splashing red paint on the door, also began to react slowly, and habitually thought that Whoever inquired about Chi Yan's itinerary wanted to threaten her.

The manager next to him, who experienced this kind of thing for the first time, was so frightened that he almost collapsed in the corner of the elevator: "Yes, but Miss Chi just confirmed that she will live in the penthouse suite! Originally, the penthouse suite has been reserved for another person all year round. VIP customers, no one will check in."

The guests who arrived a step late didn't know about this incident, and were a little confused for a moment, not knowing what was going on.

"It's not red paint."

Yan Shixun's voice was beyond everyone's expectations, coming from outside the elevator: "This is blood, human blood."

The guests were surprised to see Yan Shixun's slender figure slowly appearing in the field of vision, wondering why Yan Shixun, who was supposed to be in the concession area, appeared in the penthouse suite.

But Yan Shixun's eyes fell on the puppet, his eyes were wary: "Also, the source of this blood..."

The waiter who staggered after Yan Shixun ran over, his legs went limp and fell to Yan Shixun's feet, his uniform was stained with blood on the ground, he seemed to be frightened by some horrible scene, his expression was in a daze and his brain went blank blank.

Until he saw the manager who was also scared to death in the elevator, he suddenly seemed to have grasped the backbone, crying and howling: "The manager is not good! Get out, someone is dead!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was in an uproar.

The audience before the live broadcast was also shocked. The little heart, which was as frightened as the guests, almost went on strike.

Yan Shixun frowned, recalling the scene just now.

——In the safe passage leading to the top floor, blood and minced meat were sprayed everywhere.

And the master invited by the crew fell down on the stairs with a terrified expression, already out of breath.