After the metaphysics boss dressed as a celebrity in the entertainment industry

This emoji is in Chinese, and the pattern is a big-headed cat. Sister Shen is sure that Quan Zhilong did not understand these four characters, because this time he is still stealing the pictures very fast.

[Quan Zhilong:? (Be strong woman jpg)]

Seeing Quan Zhilong using this emoji, Sister Shen silently gave him a thumbs up in her heart.

【Sister Shen: Forget it, not everyone can see me running naked~】

[Quan Zhilong: kkk, you can’t make it cheaper for others, let’s wear more, how about this (picture)]

It was the same picture that Sister Shen sent him last time, this time he wore a skirt again.

[Quan Zhilong: Wait, there's no split, right? 】

Seeing these words, Sister Shen went to take out the skirt to have a look, and lived up to expectations, it was still slit, and it was still very high.

Sister Shen took a photo of him and sent it to him, but the latter hesitated for a long time.

【Quan Zhilong: Let's go to the DIY workshop tomorrow, so we can dress casually. 】

[Sister Shen: Then black and white match, white T and black shorts, perfect! 】

[Quan Zhilong: Good. 】

In the next two days, Quan Zhilong and Shen Jiezhu's outfits tended to be more uniform, with similar or complementary colors, the same fabric material, and even the umbrellas used on the last day were couple models.

When CP didn’t sprinkle sugar, fans secretly poked sugar from all kinds of details, and then when CP started to actively make sugar, they couldn’t keep it up.

The sugar is too hard, it hurts my teeth.

Many people lamented that Sister Shen finally chose the only way to be an Internet celebrity, and tied up with celebrities for hype.

According to the usual practice, she should accept another wave of abuse.

But this time, netizens were distracted by the affairs of the fortune-telling hall and forgot to trouble her.

In fact, strictly speaking, the matter of the fortune-telling hall has something to do with her.

After the live broadcast of Fu Zhuan analysis not long ago, the fortune-telling hall won a wave of attention. Before they had time to be happy, they were attacked by netizens.

The reason is……

The metaphysics culture of the cold country is self-originated and evolved. The curator's words of "inheriting Chinese Taoism and Japanese yin and yang" are completely fallacies.

The unsuspecting people were instigated and flooded into the official website of the fortune-telling hall to attack and demand an apology from the curator.

The ignorant abuse went on for two days, and finally the fortune-telling shop calmed down with a helpless apology.

After Sister Shen learned the news, she edited a long piece of popular science with pictures and texts on IG, but in the end it was saved in the manuscript box.

She needs to find a suitable time to let everyone see where metaphysics comes from.

The Jincanxing incident is a great opportunity.

But we have to wait until the killer is caught.

On July 22, the last day of contact with Quan Zhilong, at [-] pm, Sister Shen and Quan Zhilong finished recording and bid farewell to each other in front of the camera.

At [-] o'clock in the afternoon, Sister Shen had just returned home when she received a message from Quan Zhilong. He invited himself to have dinner at the bome high-altitude western restaurant in Cheongdam-dong at ten o'clock tonight, and attached the address.

When Xiaomi heard the news, she was so excited that she invited a famous makeup artist to her home on the spot, and said nothing to let her go to the appointment with such a plain face.

Sister Shen couldn't speak, and was pushed on the chair by her for nearly an hour.

Finally, he finally let her go with satisfaction.

Next, sometimes the outfits were matched. Xiaomi and the makeup artist researched for a long time, and finally chose the outfits.

The very simple white suit skirt can perfectly outline her waistline, just reaching the length of the middle of her thighs, just showing off her long legs.A pair of black boots neutralizes the whole body of white, simple and elegant.

The tightened waistline is abstinent, but the slightly open neckline has a completely different feeling.

The small silver necklace falls on the collarbone, which complements the healthy whiteness of the skin.

The visual impact is constantly magnified, and the simplicity can fully reflect her advantages.

"Okay! This is our pig! Don't use your face indiscriminately, it looks so good!"

Sister Shen looked at herself in the glasses, nodded with satisfaction, and thanked the makeup artist very sincerely, but learned that she was the newly recruited makeup artist in the studio.

After getting to know each other for a while, at nine o'clock in the evening, Sister Shen drove out in the car.

It takes about half an hour to go to the restaurant. Sister Shen never likes to be late, but in this case, it is not good to arrive too early.

So she drove at a constant speed, and she could enjoy the night view of Seoul along the way.

Seoul is an extremely unfamiliar existence to her, especially celebrities in the entertainment industry. Thinking about it now, she seems to be familiar with only Quan Zhilong.

Thinking about the original owner, in such a big city, he has no friends at all.

Inexplicably a little sad.

She pursed her lips, turned her head to look in the rearview mirror, and stepped on the gas pedal.

Halfway through the trip, a phone call suddenly came from Anshang.

Sister Shen didn't hesitate, and picked it up instantly.

"Is there any movement?"

"Yes, Yueyue said that she felt a new talisman appeared, and I will send you the real-time address."

In the next second, a screenshot of a location was sent. Sister Shen glanced at it, turned on the turn signal, and walked away in the opposite direction.

"Got it, I'll go over now! You and Yueyue go catch that metaphysician!"

"Ah."

During the meeting two days ago, Sister Shen gave the three of them to Anshang, and he took them to the wizard's house, so that they could absorb energy in the place of metaphysics and better sense the situation of the talismans.

Now finally there is movement.

Sister Shen felt that she might not be able to eat this meal, so she called Quan Zhilong.

The phone was connected instantly.

The sound of her driving was obvious, Quan Zhilong heard that she was on the road now, and said with a relaxed tone, "Where are you, I'll pick you up at the door?"

"I can't get past Quan Zhilong." Sister Shen called out her full name.

"What's the matter?" His tone sank, "What happened, where are you going now?"

Quan Zhilong is very smart and familiar with cars. He can distinguish the sound of the accelerator pedal being pressed to the bottom.

"Jin Canxing's murderer has appeared, I will go there now."

"Have you notified the police?"

With a ding dong, a new map was sent from Anshang's side, and this time the man turned to the small road on the right.

[An Shang: He seems to be going around in circles. 】

Sister Shen looked at the map and turned into the fork on the right: "No, he's going around in circles, and I don't know where he's going. I'll let them know after I confirm the location."

Quan Zhilong took a deep breath: "Send me the address, I'll go there now."

"No need." Sister Shen immediately rejected him: "From now on, don't drive. If you have a disaster today, avoid it as much as you can."

"Didn't you give me the amulet?" Quan Zhilong took out the triangular talisman from his pocket. Last time he read it for "99525", it took a lot of effort to refold it along the folds.

The small talisman, full of bright colors, is lying quietly in the palm of the hand at this moment.

"You don't trust your talisman?"

"No, I trust my talisman."

Sister Shen's voice was as soft as ever.

"I don't believe you, you are too freewheeling, sometimes even if you are a talisman, you can't catch up with you."

……

"Okay, obediently wait for your agent to pick you up, I'll hang up first, Anshang is calling."

Sister Shen quickly hung up the phone, and bursts of busy voices wafted into her ears. Quan Zhilong sat on the chair and remained silent for a long time.

Seen from a high place, the night in Seoul is very beautiful. The light of the street lamps merges into a colorful ribbon, extending to the place where there is no light.

There are many cars on the road, he doesn't know which one is sitting in Shen sister Zhu, but he knows that she is under the light of the street lamp.

She is very powerful and can predict danger in advance, maybe I should listen to her,

----

"Hi everyone, welcome to the live broadcast room of Night Adventures. I am your old friend Ajin. The place we came to today is an abandoned factory. Come, let me show you."

A Jin is a well-known anchor of haunted house adventures. He often goes to various legendary haunted places with his assistants in the middle of the night. He belongs to the category of anchors with a very high psychological acceptance.

The live broadcast process of this kind of people is accompanied by supernatural and adventure, and there is a group of regular strong-hearted viewers.This kind of special live broadcast content and audience makes their live broadcast very popular, especially when the moon is dark and the wind is high, when everyone is going to sleep, their adventure begins.

The camera pans 360 degrees with his voice.

The barrenness is the kind of scene that even looks creepy.

"Come on, knock on the door."

The assistant immediately turned the camera back. Tonight's moonlight is bright and clear. Even without a flashlight, you can still see the tall building in front of you. Of course, if you want to see the words on it clearly, you have to take a photo.

A beam of strong light fell on the stone at the door, and the tens of thousands of people online in the live broadcast room instantly saw the words on it clearly.

[Don’t learn ABC today: it’s the Busan-dong factory, I know this place! 】

The Busan-dong factory is not in Busan, but in the suburbs of Seoul. The reason for this name is entirely because the factory was built by Busan workers. During the final capping stage, two workers fell from the roof. died.

In memory of these two workers, the factory was named Busan-dong.

This place was put into use that year, mainly for the processing of electronic equipment. I don’t know what happened. Since the second year, there have been strange deaths of employees, electrocution, falling, sudden death, and various accidents. Continuously.

Finally, under the pressure of many parties, the factory was abandoned.

It's been... nearly ten years now.

After Ajin briefly introduced the background of the factory, the comment area exploded.

[Has something happened to Ajin today: This place is very evil, you better not go in, there are so many places to explore, why do you have to choose this? 】

[Zhajiangmian is delicious: No one has been to this place for ten years, you are so brave! 】

[Pigs are not afraid of the show: here we are pigs, you may need our pigs to escort you! 】

In fact, Ah Jin was also a little apprehensive about this place. Seeing that everyone was persuading him, he couldn't help but retreat in his heart.When he chose this place, he thought it would be fine to just go in and pose for a photo. Looking at the current situation, it seems that posing for a photo is not even a good idea.

Ah Jin and his assistant exchanged glances.

The two people asked the same question, why don't we withdraw?

Then just when they were about to retreat, the big brother who often gave them gifts swiped 50 dream castles.

[Not bad for money: I used to work here, I haven’t been there for many years, go in and take a look, and I’ll give you another 50 when you come out. 】

a hundred!

It's worth their income from live broadcasting for a month!

This condition was too tempting, and Ah Jin suddenly gained courage. Since it was the place where the top brother worked more than ten years ago, there should be no problem. Why don't you go in and have a look?

Just turn around and get 9000 million!

This kind of good thing is gone if you miss it!

Ah Jin discussed with his assistant for a while, but in the end he couldn't give up the temptation of money. They kowtowed three times to the door together, and then walked in.

The inside of the factory was very dark, so dark that it was impossible to see the road under our feet.

When the two entered the door, they pushed the door open by the way, and the moonlight came in, illuminating the straight line facing the door, the deepest part of the hall on the first floor.

"Fuck!"

"mom!"

As soon as the two people turned around to look in, they screamed in fright at the same time. The live broadcast mobile phone fell to the ground, and the camera shot from bottom to top, looking straight at their terrified faces.

"Axiba!" Ah Jin saw what was there, raised his hand and touched his bitten lip in panic, cursing non-stop.

"Who the hell put a statue here! Fuck!"

The hand that picked up the phone was trembling, and the people in the live broadcast room finally saw clearly what was scaring them.

Facing the gate, there is a red wooden table with a wooden chair on each side, which looks like a costume drama.

The most frightening thing is not these tables and chairs, but the statue of god on the table, red and white, with a hideous face, so lifelike.

It was placed directly opposite the gate, and now the light fell on his face, and those huge eyes suddenly had the charm of a living person, as if he was really looking at them.

"Ah! Dafa! This is too scary! How can there be a god statue in this place where the birds don't shit!"

Ajin swallowed in fright, but for the sake of money, he couldn't help raising the flashlight to shine on it.

The stronger the light, the more terrifying the idol.

Ajin hurriedly moved the flashlight away, but accidentally caught sight of strange traces on the ground in front of the statue.

"what is this?"

After hearing his question, the assistant also looked down: "Hiss... it looks a bit like a talisman. I've seen the talisman drawn by Sister Shen Zhu before, and it's very similar to this."

"You mean this was painted by Sister Shenzhu?"

Ah Jin straightened his back suddenly, if this was drawn by Sister Shen Zhu, he could go in with confidence, she is so powerful, she might have taken the ghosts here long ago.

"I think so, but I don't remember the specific details, what if it's not?"

The assistant pointed to the statue, and added: "And I think with her ability, there should be no need to put such a thing..."

"Then what kind of amulet is this?"

"do not know."

Ah Jin and his assistant looked at each other, and no one dared to take another step forward. After a long time, he suggested: "Whatever, let's kowtow three times. No matter what god it is, it should bless us, right?"

The two knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

After it was over, the assistant took out his mobile phone very seriously, found the photo in the photo album that made Master Cui Zhen hospitalized, and kowtowed three more times.

"Goddess Goddess, please bless me, I will burn paper for you when I go back... no, I will give you a gift!!"

The corners of A Jin's mouth twitched as he watched from the sidelines: "A good living person, if you insist on going back and burning paper for her, if it were me, I wouldn't even bless you!"

"Didn't I just get scared? I didn't say that on purpose, the goddess will definitely forgive me!"

"Okay, okay, let's go upstairs, as long as we turn around, it should be fine, isn't it big brother?"

[Not bad for money: Well, just turn around. 】

The two of them didn't dare to stay longer on the first floor, and instead walked towards the stairs.

The factory had been abandoned for too long, so the outside wall leaked air, and even half of the wall next to the stairs fell off.

When they went up the stairs to the second floor, they could even see the hall on the first floor. The strange statue kept wandering in the corner of their vision. The assistant was so frightened that his heart would vomit, and he walked quickly to the second floor.

Just when they had just reached the second floor, before they opened the wooden door and entered the room, they heard the sound of walking downstairs.

"Sleeping..."

Ajin swears a word, covers his mouth quickly, and keeps shaking his hands.

In the silent environment, all the sounds were maximized, and the two of them heard the clearer and clearer footsteps, so scared that their hairs stood on end and their legs went limp.

Ahhhhh!

How could there be footsteps on the first floor!

Could it be that idol walking...

When they thought of the statue getting off the table and slowly moving towards them, they felt their scalps go numb.

The footsteps were getting louder and louder, as if they were approaching the stairs, Ah Jin hurriedly covered the light of the flashlight, and his clothes were drenched in cold sweat.

This place is so fucking evil, if he was given another chance, he would never risk his life for money.

The assistant held on to the phone and refused to let it go, still chanting Shen Sister Zhu's name, Ah Jin nudged him with his elbow, what time was it, still thinking about Shen Sister Zhu, or thinking about if there really was a ghost, How about running for a while.

The two were already frightened to the point of madness, they didn't even bother to read the comments in the live broadcast room, a large piece of @沉妹珠 kept scrolling, and the sound of footsteps disappeared at this moment.

?

what's the situation?

never mind?

A Jin glanced at the assistant, no one dared to speak, and dared not let the light out, just wrapped in his hands like this.

"please……"

"Bless... I'm sorry..."

Intermittent murmurs came, and the two were taken aback for a moment, feeling more and more that it was a human voice, not a ghost.

As long as it's human...

A Jin raised his foot silently, and walked downstairs quietly, being careful that there was no movement at all.

Fortunately, the wall fell down, and you only need to go down three steps to see the situation in the hall.

A man in a suit and leather shoes knelt in the empty hall. He was kneeling very close, much closer than the two of them. He seemed to be very familiar with this statue, and he was lying on the ground talking.

Ah Jin squatted down slowly, hid himself, and adjusted the light of the screen to the darkest, then raised his hand, and took pictures of the hall with the rear camera.

The man talked for a long time, and then began to dig out the place where the talismans were drawn with his hands. He didn't use any tools and dug with his bare hands. Then he took out a wooden box from the pit with various patterns on it.

Seeing the box, his movements seemed to stiffen, and even slowed down.Soon, he came to his senses, put the box aside, kowtowed frantically, took out a yellow talisman from his pocket, and pasted it on the box.

at this time……

"hiss--"

The sharp screeching sound of brakes resounded throughout the factory, the man's hand stopped, and the stickers were crooked. Before he had time to react, the car door was slammed shut.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of unhurried footsteps.

gradually approach.

With a hoarse throat, the man turned around in panic: "Who?!"?