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At this moment, as soon as Liu Qi entered the room, her eyes looked around expectantly, and then she was stunned.

Why does it feel like everyone is looking at him.

This feeling reached its peak when Jiang Bing had already turned the corner, and everyone's eyes were still on him.

Is it stained with something?He wiped his face helplessly, and Bai Shengsheng's face turned a little red, and now the eyes of those people were even more strange.

Sitting back on the chair with a head full of question marks, he looked down at the messages sent by other people.

Zhao Zhining: "It's okay, don't worry about it."

Lou Zhao: "I made a small mistake just now, we will continue to observe later."

Gao Rong: "Hey, let's make persistent efforts."

Zhang Bo: "A little accident is not in the way."

Liu Qi gradually realized what was going on, and was suddenly extremely embarrassed. Just as she was about to reply, the director came over to distribute today's script.

The official actors are the six of them. At this moment, everyone except Jiang Ping is nervous, and hastily opened the door to check carefully.

The first person to die in the script appeared.

Today's scene is mainly Zhao Zhining's. After tearing up the book, he went to the next door to call alone to discuss the troublesome things at home.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he hung up, he suddenly couldn't move, and then he was strangled by a thin thread and hung high on the door, almost suffocating.

At this time, Zhang Bo just came in from outside the door, kicked the door open vigorously, the door panel hit Zhao Zhining's body, the thin thread tightened instantly, and directly cut off his head.

The script wrote Zhao Zhining's death method in great detail, and even stipulated the specific shape after the split, which made several people feel horrified and couldn't help but doubt it.

The owner of the diary...couldn't be the screenwriter.

There was a turmoil in their hearts, and they wanted to investigate it, but unfortunately the screenwriter was not present.

At this time, the more Liu Qi looked at this method of death, the more he felt familiar. How could the hanging and thin thread be similar to what he experienced yesterday?

That's how he was suspended by Jiang Ping yesterday.

I couldn't help being shocked in my heart, if tears were not gold, he would have died miserably like Zhao Zhining in the script.

Even though it was broad daylight and there were so many people around, he felt chills all over, and looked at Jiang Ping's back in fear.

At this moment, Jiang Ping looked down at the script, his eyes were full of coldness, and he didn't care about the bloody content in it.

The scene became extremely depressing for a while, Zhao Zhining's tragic death shocked the minds of all reincarnated people.

But the director was in a hurry to catch up with the progress and was about to shoot now, so he clapped his hands and said anxiously: "Okay, this scene doesn't need too many people, Zhao Zhining, Zhang Bo and a few prop crews will come with me, and the rest will stay in this classroom inside."

As soon as this remark came out, the reincarnated people were shocked, Zhao Zhining's face turned completely green, and his whole body was stiff and he didn't want to go.

"Wait!"

Liu Qi frowned and called the director to stop, and now everyone around looked over, Zhao Zhining was even more nervous, the hands holding his glasses were shaking.

It was rare that this baby lump spoke on his own initiative, the director changed his seriousness just now, and turned his head to ask him with a smile: "Xiao Liu, what's wrong?"

Liu Qi frowned slightly, looked at the classroom dissatisfied, and fanned the wind with her thin white fingers: "The room is too stuffy, I don't want to stay here, standing in the corridor is better than this."

The director was naturally satisfied with such a small request, and nodded repeatedly: "Of course!"

After speaking, he looked at Jiang Ping again: "Anyone who thinks the room is stuffy can go out, there is a draft in the corridor."

Hearing that the reincarnated people looked at each other, they were all relieved.

The wall of the classroom next to the corridor has glass. If Liu Qi stands behind the glass, she can use her undead mobile phone to help at any time.

Now even Zhao Zhining was not so sad, he glanced at Liu Qi gratefully, and then followed the director.

A heavy burden fell on Liu Qi.

He took a deep breath, clutching the undead mobile phone tightly in his hand, and followed them out.

With Liu Qi's opening, the others felt that the room was hot and stuffy, so they went out together to enjoy the cool breeze.

The wind in the corridor was very strong, and it was much cooler, and the complaints from the crowd were also much quieter. The director and Zhao Zhining entered the next classroom first, and began to arrange props.

Before the filming started, Zhao Zhining quickly lowered his head and sent a message in the group.

"Woooooo thanks to Liuqi, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to come and take pictures, and I would have to resist even if I tried my best."

His own talisman is not very good, and he mostly relies on his brain to pass so many dungeons, but this time the high-level dungeon has too many restrictions, which makes him feel at a loss.

The heart is more and more moved, Liu Qi is really kind-hearted, he feels more at ease at this time.

Liu Qi really wanted to help him: "Don't worry, I'll take pictures for you with the Undead phone outside the window."

Lou Zhao also comforted: "Don't worry, you'll be fine while filming. Not only Liu Qi, Jiang Ping is also outside, other ghosts shouldn't be easy to harm people, double insurance will definitely be fine."

Jiang Bing is here too?

Liu Qi turned her head in shock, facing Shang Jiangping's downcast, dark eyes.

At this moment Jiang Ping was standing behind him, only an arm's length away from him, the others in the group rejoiced, but Liu Qi felt cold all over his body.

If Jiang Ping took action himself like last time, would he be able to keep Zhao Zhining?

Undead mobile phones are ineffective against evil spirits, but his tears can't just flow down.

"System, may I use eye drops?"

"Ding Dong, you can't do it, tears are the most precious gold, and you need your sincere tears."

Liu Qi became even more nervous now, and kept praying in her heart, begging Jiang Ping not to make a move.

It's just a mid-level dungeon, and it's not the end of the dungeon, so it shouldn't be possible for the evil ghost to attack so many times.

At this time, the corridor was getting more and more crowded.

This is the crew's first time filming a death scene, and the way of death is so strange, everyone is a young man with little experience, and they all come together to watch the fun.

However, the windows outside the classroom were only this big, and the crowd suddenly crowded. Liu Qi stood in the middle and leaned against the wall, and in the blink of an eye, there were people all around.

The other reincarnators had been pushed aside long ago. Fortunately, the two staff members standing on both sides did not dare to squeeze the willow paint, and they were too embarrassed to look at him. One left and one right turned their backs to him, and supported him vigorously. next to the crowd.

However, Jiang Ping behind him was not so kind, and almost stuck to Liu Qi's body, he was really cold, the moment Liu Qi got close, Liu Qi's hair went numb, and his fingertips turned ice.

He tried his best to move forward a little, and pressed against the wall tightly, but Jiang Ping continued to move forward.

This slender body was completely covered by the evil spirit behind him, and the other party could touch Xiangxiang's tender neck as soon as he lowered his head.

Liu Qi's breathing became short of breath, and her heart beat faster and faster.

Could it be that Jiang Bing's target is him?

But there are so many people here, logically speaking, it shouldn't be... Alas, it doesn't matter, whether the evil spirits attack or not is not up to him, so he just tries to do what he should do.

So he slowly raised the undead phone and pointed the camera at the classroom.

At the moment, everything is normal inside, and there is no ghost image on the screen. He is highly concentrated and ready to press the shooting button at any time.

Because the director was in a hurry to catch up with the progress, the staff inside were very busy, and it was almost done soon, and the filming officially started.

In order not to disturb the filming, everyone in the corridor was silent, the crowd was silent, and everyone looked straight at the classroom, the scene was a bit weird.

In the classroom, Zhao Zhining was on the phone with a sad face.

A very thin fishing line is tied around his neck, and a thick hemp rope is tied around his waist, so that he can hang it up for a while and then drop it later.

Liu Qi turned on the full-angle lens, trying to capture Zhao Zhining and the surrounding space as far as possible, and kept moving with his walking.

The red lips were pursed tightly, and Jiang Ping was too close behind him, which was completely opposite to the coolness around him. His hot breath kept falling on the top of his hair, and the tingling feeling spread from the top of his head all the way to his back.

There was a ghost behind him, or an evil ghost with malicious intentions, which made him extremely nervous.

However, he couldn't help being distracted, the critical moment was coming soon.

At this moment, Zhao Zhining exclaimed, pretending to be in great pain and covering his neck, already being hung up by the thick rope around his waist.

The ghost has not yet appeared.

Liu Qi's face gradually paled, and then only being hanged to the door and Zhang Bo kicking the door remained.

If the ghost only appeared at the moment when he kicked the door, it would be a test of Liu Qi's reaction speed, and Zhao Zhining's head would fall to the ground if he was negligent.

Even if Jiang Ping took action himself and the mobile phone of the undead failed, he would not be able to cry at this time.

The heart sank slowly.

Zhao Zhining didn't forget to look this way during the filming breaks, and seeing Liu Qi still holding up his mobile phone and not being able to capture it, and his expression was not very good, his heart felt cold.

It's over, it's over, why hasn't the ghost come out.

The fear on his face became more and more realistic, and even flushed, making the director nod his head.

This wave of actor seedlings are all good, very aura, and their acting is unpretentious and very real.

At this moment, the camera lens of the undead mobile phone moved slowly with Zhao Zhining, cold sweat gradually oozes from Liu Qi's forehead.

Jiang Ping must not do anything.

begging.

However, the prayer was ineffective, and Liu Qi's school uniform suddenly swayed.

A hand slipped inside.

Liu Qi's beautiful eyes widened suddenly, and the fingertips holding the undead's phone were so hard that they turned white, and she almost exclaimed.

Almost everyone was standing on their feet and looking outside.

And in the dark corner where no one saw, Jiang Ping held him in his arms with one hand, and kept moving with the other hand, the cold palm pressed against the tender skin, causing the whole body to tremble.

Like a wild lion that has been hungry for a long time, as soon as it smells the sweet smell of its prey, it can't wait to drag it back to its territory to taste it.

Jiang Ping did not do anything to Zhao Zhining, he did something to Liu Qi, even up and down.

The strong stimulation made Liu Qi's face turn red instantly, and his thin body trembled pitifully, but he couldn't move at all, and even had to concentrate on catching Zhao Zhining's ghost.

Thin sweat gradually overflowed from the snow-white back.

In such a large and dense crowd, Jiang Ping put on a face of restraint and indifference, relying on the fact that others could not see the unscrupulous bullying.

How can evil spirits be so bad.

Liu Qi clenched her teeth, desperately suppressing the sobs that were about to come out, not daring to let the people around her notice the strangeness.

His body trembled and curled up, his hands were almost out of strength, and he managed to maintain the raised movement, but the hand was getting too much, and he almost collapsed.

The camera of Undead's mobile phone kept shaking, and Zhang Bo was already standing outside the door, waiting for the director's order to kick the door in at any time.

All the reincarnations are expecting Liu Qi and Jiang Ping to save him, but they don't know that Liu Qi is being profaned by Jiang Ping beside him.

Zhao Zhining was still hanging in the air, but Liu Qi couldn't concentrate at all under the huge stimulation, even his vision was gradually fogged up, if it wasn't for being hugged, he would hardly be able to stand up.

A strong urgency spread in my heart.

He tried to cry out and deal with the two ghosts directly, but when the critical moment came, the tears became thin and broken, and he couldn't shed them completely.

It’s over.

Just when he was blaming himself, Jiang Ping's other hand suddenly moved.

A pale arm brushed past Liu Qi's hair and pressed the camera button for him.

The whole world seemed to pause.

The screen freezes instantly, and the headless ghost floating in the air is photographed.